There were still many suffering laborers on the Nantianmen. Shuoyu could not save all of them, and he was not here to save them, but he knew that if these people stayed here, the only outcome would be to become part of the pit, so he just left a hole. If they were lucky enough, they would be able to leave. He hoped that everyone could have this kind of luck.
No matter where they go, it is best to run to the mountains. The dense camphor trees and giant trees, as well as the kind-hearted animals, will help them hide. I just hope they won't come back and won't catch them again.
Shuo Yu was thinking of taking advantage of the chaos among the workers to quickly find the location of the Japanese weapons depot.
He almost got dizzy in the mouse hole, but still couldn't find the place. Instead, he met a guy who was so scared that he peed his pants when he saw him. Shuoyu originally wanted Changfeng to get rid of the guy, but when the guy skillfully said the Japanese version of "I have an eighty-year-old mother above me and a three-year-old child below me", he suddenly remembered who this guy was.
He no longer wandered around the trenches, but had a guide who diligently took him to one of their largest arsenals. Almost everything on Shuoyu's list was there.
Of course, Shuoyu also suspected that the other party was deceiving him and setting a trap for him, but sometimes a person as big as a mountain would not care about the trap of a small ant under his feet, no matter what the so-called trap was.
The other party really didn't lie to him. Perhaps the terrifying impression Shuoyu had made on him was too deep, causing him to always think that Shuoyu was not human at all, but something else, so he couldn't have any other thoughts. After all, he didn't know if Shuoyu could read minds. If he had any bad thoughts in his mind, wouldn't his head be chopped off in a minute? Everyone in his team except him became a headless corpse. He was so scared that his crotch was dripping. If it weren't for the lack of wind, Shuoyu could smell the scent of the heart in the air.
Shuo Yu looked around the warehouse, which was much better than Master Yu's. He found a large box to store the items on the regiment commander's list. Finally, he did not forget his goal this time, the 75mm mountain cannon. The guy next to him who did not even dare to raise his head seemed to be called Jiro, and he even gave him a copy of the "Artillery Manual".
Kenjiro Yamaguchi, 19 years old this year, is a small corporal in the Takeuchi Regiment. Since the day he met Sakutama, he has developed an extremely strong fear of the battlefield. If Meng Fanle has a fear of tanks, then Kenjiro has a fear of Sakutama, so that every time he rushes forward, he secretly shoots bullets into the sky when others are not looking. There are many people like him. Everyone tacitly understands and hides the truth for each other. For the first time, they realized that their lives are very precious. No one will cherish them except themselves. If it weren't for the supervisors behind them, they would have wanted to turn around and run all the way back to their hometown in Japan.
Kenshiro thought he would never encounter that nightmare again in his life, but during an ordinary night patrol, he encountered it again. The guy was standing in front of him alive. It was not a dream, it was real. The guys who had fallen to the ground and disappeared with their heads down were not fake. Even Ichiro, who was lying at his feet, showed him a photo of his sister a minute ago.
Because his brain was shutting down, he couldn't even utter a word, and could only repeat the Chinese people's pleas for mercy that he had heard from others. He firmly believed that because his country's actions had obviously angered an unknown Chinese god, the god was coming to take their lives. He just wanted the god to spare him for the sake of his elderly mother in Osaka.
The crotch was warm, and he could no longer care about it. When he heard the other party muttering about the warehouse, he said from the heart that he could take this god to their warehouse, and only then did he save his life temporarily.
Along the way, Yamaguchi was afraid that the god would take his life if they disagreed, so he didn't even dare to look at the god. He just kept his head down and walked quickly. If it weren't for his love for his mother who was far away in Osaka, he would have fallen into the mud and never gotten up again. The darkening color of his pants was the best proof of that.
Finally, Sakutama flew away in front of Yamaguchi Kenjiro's astonished eyes, holding a 75mm cannon in one hand and a large box in the other. This further solidified Kenjiro's belief that the other party was definitely a god. When Sakutama went to Nantianmen for the second time, a large number of his followers had already developed among the Takeuchi League, but he himself was completely unaware of it.
Before leaving, Shuo Yu looked at the guy who kept wetting his pants and thought that this guy was too timid. He patted his head and said,
"Do more good things, and I'll come again."
Shuo Yu was quite satisfied with this guy who saved him a lot of trouble.
He was in a good mood and said that he would come again next time. He hoped that this sensible guy would not die too soon, otherwise there would be no one to lead him the way next time. After stealing this time, the Japanese might move the place where the items were left. It would be more convenient to have someone around.
A respectful gesture that almost made Shuo Yu want to bow his head to the ground suddenly froze the smile on his face. He had seen many similar actions.
It was about to dawn. Shuoyu carried a 75mm mountain gun and a large box of things back to the backyard of their temporary base. He put the things down and took out a whistle, which was the one their commander blew last time. Now it was his. He indicated that he had brought the things back. Maodou was attracted by the whistle and jumped onto his shoulder, meowing and asking him what he was doing. Shuoyu patiently answered him and went to find his big rock to rest.
When he opened his eyes again, it was already bright outside.
Fanla and the others had already moved with Milong, but their leader had disappeared again, always appearing and disappearing mysteriously. Shuoyu was still more interested in Milong's new home, so he went there according to his memory and found a circle of edamame lying on his head.
He knew where Milong had found his new home, but he didn't expect to see such a scene. A huge mahogany bed was placed at the entrance of the already narrow alley. This might be the largest bed in the entire Zenda, right?
Milong was lying on the bed with his head resting on a wooden barrel. On the other side, Doubing was lying with his eyes closed at the door of the house that Milong claimed he was going to move into.
His wife Shangguan Jieci and her son Lei Baoer stood beside the bed, watching their good husband and good father lying there like a scoundrel.
The others sat around the big bed, watching the scene. Milong's furniture was really quite a lot, and no one knew where he got it.
Shuo Yu went up with amusement, looked around, picked up the bean cake, and asked, "Why is it lying in front of someone's door?" He wanted someone to tell him what was going on. Was this vacant lot the new home that Mi Long had found for him?
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