But the sound of the shells he heard was real. Suddenly, there were many loud noises in the alleys of Zenda, bricks fell to the ground, and black smoke rose from the roadside.
Shuo Yu's first reaction was that the guys on the other side had crossed the river, and their infantry would soon land after the artillery. The enemy would not give them much time. The continuous artillery fire invaded various places in Zenda City, large and small, which was so sudden that people were caught off guard. He lay on the ground and used his body to protect Lei Baoer. A shell was fired not far away from them. Fanla protected Xiaozui, and they had to leave quickly.
He pulled Fanla and told him to leave quickly. Fanla said that they should go back to their temporary base. Here they were just a few scattered stragglers. Meng Fanla knew their own value clearly. Only if they were tied together would they have a little value.
After hearing Fanla's words, Shuoyu turned around and wanted to go back. He pulled him but failed. Turning his head, he saw that the guy was suddenly stunned because Xiaozui told him not to die. Maybe this was the last time they would see each other. No one could guarantee whether they were really lucky.
Shuo Yu wanted to go up and slap him on the head to wake him up. The white-grey smoke from the streets made everything less clear. He had no choice but to turn around and put Lei Baoer into Xiaozui's hands, asking her to take Lei Baoer home quickly and not go out. He reached out and pulled Fanla several times but failed. Finally, with his murderous eyes, he watched the rat guy turn his head and kiss Xiaozui on the mouth. He wanted to kick him in the ass.
The Japanese devils are about to cross the river, and your life is about to be in danger. This is what you want to do most?
Fanla left his British helmet to Lei Baoer, and then was dragged away by the collar of his neck by the impatient Shuoyu.
"No, don't do this, let go, please let go, I can walk by myself, I can walk."
Shuo Yu ignored his pleas for mercy, and silently grabbed his collar and continued running.
When they were running, there was a "Yugong" carrying a small mountain on his back who asked Shuoyu to give him a gun so that they could go kill the devils together. However, Shuoyu didn't even have a gun on him, so he patted him and continued walking. While running, he had to check if Fanla was keeping up, and manually help him speed up.
On the other side, Silasila ran out of a small yard in a hurry with his pants held up, riding his bicycle without a seat, and ran away quickly. His goal was the same as Shuoyu and the others, to return to the group. Gourou was right beside him and ran with him. Have you ever seen a man let his dog brother guard the door for you when he was sleeping with someone else's concubine?
Shuoyu had witnessed this today. He and Fanla happened to pass by their disheveled regimental commander one after the other. Meng Fanla wanted to make some jokes, but Shuoyu grabbed him by the collar and ran faster than Si La Si La's bicycle.
When passing by Milong's "open-air new home", he only had time to say "Get up, get up, the captain is behind us!"
In fact, even if he didn't say it, they would have seen it and stood up quickly. It had almost become a conditioned reflex.
They didn't realize what was happening, they just knew the Japanese were bombarding them.
When Si La Si La came over, he gave them a "nice talk" and scolded them until they were dizzy. Bu La said, "The division headquarters was bombarded." Si La Si La said, "It serves them right. It's their fault for making such a conspicuous place. We should kill them!"
Shuo Yu was standing next to their leader, and he had time to tell Shangguan that he had just handed Lei Baoer to Xiaozui, and asked her to go to Xiaozui's house quickly and not come out as long as the gunfire continued.
"Let's go, let's go, pick up the debt book, it's time to collect the debt--!"
Long Wenjian rode his seatless bicycle away from everyone, his German helmet on his butt. Gou Rou and Shuo Yu immediately followed him. Fanla was the third, Li Wula the fourth, Bu La Yao Ma the fifth, and then Dou Bing, Mi Long's secondary shooter.
Finally, only Milong was left.
He looked at the old rogue on the other side of the door and said that since he was not killed by the Japanese this time, he would come back to fight him. The person inside said, "I will fight you to the end!"
Milong put his head on Shangguan's head and was very reluctant to leave. He also had to do his own work and leave.
"Well, I'm leaving now. You better go back now."
"Yes, I will."
Milong wanted to hug his wife again, but Shangguan Jieci pushed him back. She knew that if he didn't leave, she would not be able to bear to see him go.
But she also knew that Milong had to go, because that was what he had to do.
The alleys of Zenda were full of defeated soldiers retreating from the river defense like headless flies. No one knew how many Japanese soldiers had come over. Judging from the situation, the entire Takeuchi Regiment must have come, right?
Shuo Yu asked a few people about the situation, but no one could explain it clearly. Some said that the division headquarters had been bombed, some said that the Japanese had crossed the river and that they should flee eastward, or some said that Yu Xiaoqing had been killed in the bombing and the division headquarters had been occupied by the Japanese devils.
The fleeing soldiers were like a tide, about to drown these guys who were going upstream. These fleeing soldiers had good weapons, sufficient ammunition, and helmets to protect their heads. Most of them were probably soldiers from Yu Xiaoqing's main regiment.
Yu Xiaoqing himself was dead, the division headquarters was occupied, and there was no river defense. In just a few minutes, Shuoyu received a series of bombardments, whether real or fake, muttering to himself, "This idiot thing is unreliable."
He didn't know which of these news were true and which were false. He only knew one thing, that is, if the soldiers on the Nujiang River defense line turned back to their mothers as he saw, leaving their butts to the Japanese, then their enemies would not care about morality.
The smoke left by the extinguished artillery fire from some unknown source drifted through the streets. Everyone he saw was running away, whether they were soldiers or civilians.
Their regimental commander was riding a bicycle in front, and Shuoyu, Fanla and others were chasing behind. It didn't take long before they returned to the temporary base of their Sichuan Army Corps. The bearded man at the entrance of the alley was holding a light machine gun and looking very confident. He was asking if anyone had run away.
The answer they got was that those who dared to escape were knocked down by the bearded man. Shuoyu and Fanla came back and followed Ayi to distribute guns and helmets to these guys from the Sichuan Army. They distributed whatever they had and used whatever they had.
At least there was one piece of good news: their Sichuan Army Corps had not yet dispersed. The defeated soldiers were walking past the temporary base next to their regiment. The bearded man followed the orders of death and asked those guys who could only run away if anyone had seen Master Yu.
"Hey guys out there, is there any news about Master Yu?! Have you met Master Yu?"
The unanimous response was that Yu Xiaoqing was dead, killed by the Japanese in the first wave of artillery fire.
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