Now they heard the devil's voice again, and some of them were so scared that they turned around and ran into the woods behind them. It was really funny.
Milong and the others were gasping for breath, spitting out blood, and white foam in their stomachs, watching this scene.
No one was so surprised and outrageous that they didn't know what to say, but no one asked Shuo Yu what he had done during the ten minutes or so he spent guarding the Nantian Gate. This would remain a secret forever.
Shuoyu and the other guys who were just like him looked at their leader without any image. They didn't know how much time had passed until their leader turned his face away. Shuoyu was sure that he was crying. This time he was really sure.
He only said one sentence,
"Come on, I'll take you home~?"
Shuoyu waved his hands to ask for help from kind hands. He needed three people to help him stand up. Bu La and Yao Ma supported his arms, and Li Wula pushed him silently from behind.
Even Fanla, who was on the verge of collapse and had to vomit several times every step he took, helped lift up Shuoyu's little finger.
Just like the day they took the plane to Myanmar, countless black hands grew on Shuoyu's body, and now these black hands are taking him home.
They stumbled along the road and came out of the forest. Ayi tripped over a small stone and rolled on the ground. Then he pointed weakly at a big tree not far away and asked everyone to look over. There was a simple wooden sign on it with only two words "Zenda" written on it.
Shuo Yu looked around. He should be thankful because most of the guys who followed him from the plane were still there. He remembered their faces and tried to avoid remembering their names. Because once you remember someone's name, it means you know them. It is difficult for a person to accept that someone they know died suddenly.
They stopped briefly and looked up in tacit understanding. Shuoyu was held up, and the blood at the corner of his mouth had dried and stopped flowing, but he still couldn't stand up or move. He also raised his head and looked at the sign on the tree. He heard Ayi asking, "Are they going home now?"
They continued to fall, get up, and repeat the process. Shuoyu sometimes landed on the top of the crowd, stretched out his hands to others, asking for help, and then other people continued to carry him weakly, until they finally reached the bluestone road and arrived at Zenda.
The sound of artillery fire coming from nowhere instantly scared them to death. Boom, boom, they instantly squatted down and looked around to see where the artillery was firing. People who were used to the battlefield were like frightened birds to any similar sound.
Si La Si La kept saying it was okay, it was okay, but Shuo Yu found that he had pulled the bolt of his gun. This seemed to be a signal. For them, it was reasonable that they should immediately charge in the direction of Si La Si La's gun.
Even though they don't have weapons in their hands now, they have teeth, hands, and a pair of Chinese shorts.
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