"Okay, that's it, it won't change, right?"
Fanla joined in midway because Shuoyu had never seen a cannon before. To him, all the cannons looked the same, with only slight differences in size. So he asked Fanla, a well-educated guy, to draw the target they were looking for, to prevent them from wasting time and effort and picking up the wrong one.
Their leader was squatting beside the table. This table was the one they had just eaten at. It was the only intact table in their group, but there were no extra stools. Fanla sat on a brick he had picked up from everywhere, Banxianer was standing, and Clauber sat down directly on the ground, but his eyes were still fixed on Banxianer. He still wanted to fight for his PAK.
"Really? 75mm, hitting the Japanese tanks is as easy as poking tofu with chopsticks! It's easy~!"
"I, I, that me! I also want to fight for that 108. It's so big and powerful. It can make a big hole with one smash and kill a lot of people. That's pretty good, right?"
Shuoyu couldn't bear to look at the two of them.
"I can only take one. I only have two hands, so I can't carry that many. Besides, didn't everyone agree on the 75mm mountain cannon? It's convenient and simple. There's ammunition available in the Yu Division warehouse. Calaber can operate it by himself with a few helpers, and it's pretty powerful, right?"
Shuo Yu took the sketch drawn by Fanla. It was quite nice and clear. It would be much easier to look for it according to the picture. He folded it a few times and put it in his pocket.
"Oh, by the way, Captain, please write something else on a piece of paper and see what we are missing. If I can help, I will bring it back to you as well."
Si La Si La's eyes lit up, he was very excited. Actually, he didn't know what their group was lacking, because this was his first time as a group leader, so he could only drag Fan La to figure it out together.
No one asked Shuoyu where he got these things, just like no one asked what Shuoyu did every night. It was not important to them. It was not good to know too much about some things. Sometimes not knowing was also a kind of happiness. Ignorance could also bring courage, while clarity would only bring pain.
Everyone tacitly kept the same secret.
After finishing dinner that night, Shuoyu started his second trip to the West Coast. Last time he came to fight, this time he came to eat a "buffet".
Before leaving, he took another look at the long list their leader had shamelessly given him. It was really an exorbitant price! Regardless of whether Shuoyu could get it or not, he had written down everything he wanted, as if it was free.
Shuoyu crossed the Nujiang River under the cover of night and came to the Japanese defense line, and started the picking up mode. It was very dark tonight, and even the moon was hidden in the clouds and could not be seen clearly, which made it convenient for Shuoyu. He just walked all the way inside the enemy's defense line, looking and touching everywhere.
The hard clay and volcanic rocks that were difficult for them were equally difficult for the Japanese soldiers. However, as far as he could see, a complex network of ant holes was taking shape. There were still many people on the west bank who had not had time to evacuate. These Japanese soldiers dragged them one by one to the Nantianmen to build fortifications.
He couldn't figure out what the Takeuchi team was up to. He just saw them digging holes everywhere, just like mice. No, calling them mice was a bit embarrassing, they were probably earthworms.
During this time, Shuoyu also encountered a patrol of Japanese devils. There was no place to hide, leaving behind one headless corpse after another without even opening their mouths to speak. The blood once again infected the land. Shuoyu took a step and stepped directly over their bodies, continuing to search for his target, the weapons depot of these Japanese devils.
On the way, he also saw a big pit, a very simple deep pit that had been dug not long ago. It was filled with people who were powerless. There were many faces in it, men, women, young and old, and they seemed to be almost the same, an ordinary and common face, as if each of them had passed by Shuo Yu before.
Most of these people were civilians who were brought here by the Japanese to build fortifications. After being exhausted to death, they were thrown here by these Japanese devils. He didn't know how deep the pit was, but he felt his whole body trembling. Every pore in his body was open, and he looked at the big pit with unfocused eyes. Bean-sized water droplets emerged from his head and fell to the ground along the moonlight. Even every tiny wrinkle in his brain told him that it shouldn't be like this.
This is naked slaughter, for no reason, they just do it because they can. They have no mercy, they don't regard their own people as human beings, so naturally they won't regard people from other countries as human beings either.
Shuo Yu saw white maggots growing between bones and flesh. Under the faint moonlight, he was presented with such an inhumane scene. Ashes, scorched earth, crimson, and pure white fell together, forming the picture before his eyes.
His heart was extremely resisting everything he saw. He wanted to vomit, really wanted to vomit, but he couldn't vomit anything. He just squatted silently, looking at those bloody faces, silent, thinking that this is why we must win this war.
Shuo Yu was quietly chanting the requiem spell, but he didn't want these souls to rest in peace like this. They should be angry and should say something, so,
"It's time to take revenge. Go and take revenge on those little devils who stabbed you in the belly. Go, go~!"
Shuo Yu looked at the dark sky and thought that none of the Japanese soldiers on the west coast would be able to sleep peacefully tonight. He didn't understand why they didn't feel scared when they did such a thing. They were slaughtering people who were no different from them.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading!
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
