Long Wenjian looked at Ayi. He knew that it was better to have cannon fodder support than not. He was hesitant in his heart, and only he knew what he was hesitating about.
"Tell him, ah, tell him, he's someone I, a young man, have always admired. I admire him, I, I admire him. Talk to him, talk to him. If there's anything else, we can talk about it later, okay?"
"The most important thing right now is to make the deaths of these thousand-plus brothers worthwhile, okay? Tell me now, tell me now!"
Long Wenjian's current state was no different from Shuoyu, who was trembling in the veterinarian's arms. Shuoyu looked at their leader and then at Fanla, who turned around and looked at him. Fanla's face and eyes were filled with anxiety, and he said,
"Maybe he is the same age as you, young man."
"He is even a few years younger than our leader." The speaker was Shuo Yu who had calmed down. He could not rely on the idiots on the east coast. He had to rely on himself. He said that he would take them home. He always kept his word.
Now their leader was already kowtowing to the East Coast, over and over again. His piety was not to Yu Xiaoqing, but to the more than a thousand guys behind him who were willing to die with him, and more than half of them were already dead.
Ayi waved the two small white flags again and again, sending a request to the East Coast, because their leader was still kowtowing.
Shuo Yu leaned on the veterinarian to think of a way for them all to survive. Fanla used his head to find a big rock. In his opinion, there was no way to turn this matter around. He had seen Yu Xiaoqing and knew what kind of person he was. He had seen many similar officers. It was useless to beg them.
Yu Xiaoqing on the east bank watched through his artillery telescope, pacing back and forth, his heart tangled.
Perhaps it was because Yu Xiaoqing had a little more respect for Long Wenjian, a guy whose name he didn't know, because of this day and night at the South Heaven Gate, that Ah Yi's trembling voice sounded,
"The divisional artillery will fire at half strength after we send the signal. Supplies are extremely scarce. This is to pay your dying wish with the blood of our brothers. I hope you die a worthy death. No matter who you are, please go ahead. Yu will follow."
Bullshit, even if he lives a hundred years, even if everyone here dies, that guy will not die, Shuo Yu thought bitterly in his heart,
But he really saw their leader crying. He really saw a tear sliding down the corner of his eye, down his nose, across his dirty face, and finally falling into the mud. Then he could no longer see anything.
Artillery fire covered their heads, and the enemy charged again, the seventeenth time, and possibly the last time.
The bombardment was indiscriminate, and the free shells were directed at the small position of less than 300 people led by Shuoyu. The smoke and dust covered Shuoyu's head, making him spit out the lime in his mouth.
Bula was bleeding from his head and was carried by his brother Yao Ma to find the leader, screaming "The seventeenth time——!"
A Yi was so frightened that he jumped down from the rock and yelled, "The devils are coming!" He turned around and tried to run, but was kicked down by Long Wenjian.
"You stay here and fire when ordered!"
A Yi trembled and tried to straighten his body, but his legs were as soft as noodles. He couldn't speak and could only salute Long Wenjian.
Shuo Yu rushed out behind their regimental commander. Shells exploded at his feet and slid over his head, but he didn't care. He was also making a decision, a decision that would probably make him ache all over whenever he thought about it for many days.
But in fact, there was no need to hesitate about this decision. He already had the answer in his heart. Yes, he already had the answer in his heart. Shuo Yu said to himself,
Not far away, just as they reached the top of the mountain, a common voice rang out from many places, as if they were everywhere, thousands of khaki guys formed a giant, and it was a shout that was more terrifying than the roar of artillery shells whistling in their ears.
He made people feel scared from the bottom of their hearts. Shuo Yu looked and listened, as if they were surrounded by tens of thousands of guys. All the mountains and forests in front of them were filled with the same voice, shouting, "Banzai——!" "Banzai——!"
They were shouting "Long live!" Shuo Yu felt a chill in his heart. He didn't know how they could defeat such an enemy. He just wanted to escape, and escape with these guys around him.
He had seen people or groups similar to these. They were like worker bees that only listened to one head and would die for his head. An enemy that was not afraid of death could not be defeated.
The 47mm tank howitzer flew towards Shuoyu and his gang. Meng was annoyed by the nightmare. Shuoyu looked at the iron box. There were four operators inside, but these four people could easily consume hundreds of them.
Fanla started screaming, "Tank!!!" The scream was as sharp and painful as a tomcat whose balls had been castrated.
The unfortunate howitzer exploded on Shuo Yu's back. He used his body to block the shell for a dumbfounded guy, but the price he paid was that a large piece of clothing behind him instantly turned to ashes. Now he became the most fashionable guy in the entire position, a soldier who could walk the red carpet in Paris in a backless dress.
"Fire! 300 to 200 meters in front of the formation!!"
Their leader's voice rang out, and Shuo Yu only had time to pull up the guy who had just been frightened by the tank shell and protected himself, saying to him, "Run!"
"What?"
Fanla turned his head in disbelief to look at Shuoyu, but was then grabbed by the collar by Long Wenjian and turned around. "What are you standing there for? Run!"
"Run, run, run, go home! I'll take you home!" In order to make them understand what it means to run away, Long Wenjian pointed the gun at their heads and fired the bolt, using his body to teach them to run.
"You're not active at home, there's something wrong with your brain—!"
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