Shuo Yu didn't know why he wanted to laugh. He always felt that the guy deserved to die, but he also knew that he wouldn't die. The guy was born to live a long life. No matter who died, he wouldn't die.
When Clauber ran, he did not forget to hold two cabbages together. Shuoyu told him that they had cannons, so Clauber put down the cabbages in his hand and went back to the yard to see the cannons. Although he was fat, he was still quite agile.
These people from the Sichuan Army, the followers that Si La Si La mentioned, his confidants, including Gou Rou, were all looking at him, waiting for his decision, no matter what that decision was.
Shuo Yu thought, if Yu Xiaoqing really died, then the fortifications on the east coast would be theirs, and they could just grab them. Then they would be the main force, and now they have artillery.
"Captain, we have artillery."
"Oh, yes, yes, we have a cannon."
Long Wenjian sat there with his mind in a mess. He looked up at Shuoyu, shook his head, patted his thigh and stood up again.
"Let's go, let's go. Yu Xiaoqing's poor command on the battlefield deserves his death. The Sichuan Army will be the main attacker. We have artillery!"
Meng Fanle was dumbfounded and asked, "Do we need to gather again?" He already believed that Yu Xiaoqing was dead and thought that going like this would be like going to die.
"That's right. How could someone be killed in their own bed by the enemy? Right, Banxian'er? Besides, our regiment has artillery now, right?"
Long Wenjian stood up, and in order to appear more imposing, he stood on an ammunition box so that everyone could hear his voice.
"Well, I just got some good news, great news! Commander Yu has already led his men across the Nujiang River and is heading straight for Myitkyina!"
Ayi blinked his eyes and said that this is impossible.
Shuo Yu saw that their captain was fooling people again, but this time he was not fooling them, but the group of recruits behind them who had probably only been on the battlefield a few times.
"If you don't even believe the best, why would you believe the worst?! They even believed me. They'll wait quietly for me to gather a regiment. Haha, haven't they had enough of being toyed with? Grab your guns, charge forward, the Sichuan Army will be the main attack, take back the river defense for me——!"
"Alright! The river defense is ours!"
When Fanla and Si La were about to say something, Shuo Yu had already picked up the light machine gun standing at the entrance of their alley and fired bullets at the former East Coast garrison soldiers who were looking for their mothers.
"Leave all your guns to us, and run! Our Sichuan Army is going to fight the Japs! Da-da-da-da-da~~~!!!"
Shuo Yu fired bullets at the deserters passing by their temporary base without hesitation, not caring if it would hit them or not. He didn't want to waste time talking. He just didn't want to run anymore. After running around, there were fewer and fewer places to run. In the end, even if you hide in the quilt, what's the use? You can't even save your own pants.
The dead man behind him shouted, "Don't be stunned, big bearded man, go, go, bring our guns over!"
Milong, it's numb. Cui Yong and Shuo Yu, who have no hair on their heads but a bunch of beards on their chins, pointed their guns at those guys who couldn't even find their homes.
Ayi and Fanla were arranging the troops, and Shepitou and the other veterans also went to help. For a moment, it seemed that everyone had something to do. The veterinarian was carrying his medicine box, and four dangling medicine boxes were hanging on his old and thin body. Shuoyu helped him put the same medicine into one bottle to reduce his weight. Clauber wanted someone to help him carry their cannon, so Zhao Qian went up to help him turn his cannon.
It was a makeshift team. Their guns were from all over the place. Some of their guns couldn't even find matching bullets, and some of their bullets couldn't even be used with guns.
There was no other way, and finally their leader had to let them take it first, and then go to the street to rob other people and use it to deal with them first. Shuo Yu was holding a gun of a model he couldn't recognize, and followed their leader in a serious manner.
Bu La hung grenades all over his body, acting as a walking display stand. Li Wula held a Japanese Type 38 pistol in his hand, and wiped the bayonet, which was slightly stained with mud, very cleanly. He and Yao Ma were in the front, clearing the way for their Sichuan Army.
Suddenly, it seemed as if everyone was back in Myanmar. Shuoyu, Ayi, and Fanla were organizing the team.
"Spread out, block the street, and push these guys back to the river defenses! One can take out ten, ten can take out a hundred. We all want to win, but this doesn't look like a victory!"
"Block it for me!"
Shuo Yu, like a conditioned reflex, began to pull the new recruits behind him to stand sideways and taught them to pull the bolt. In fact, he didn't know how to shoot a gun, but he knew to point the muzzle at their enemy and not to shake.
"Hold it, don't shake it, just press it down when you're told to shoot."
He looked at the thin guy with a big head in front of him. He still remembered that this guy was from Chujiang, Jiangxi, and was captured as a conscript. Now his whole body was shaking as if he had touched an electric switch, but he still held the gun obediently. When Shuo Yu passed by him, he touched his head, which was like a rice ball.
After doing all this, he returned to their leader.
Now it was the Sichuan Army and the deserters who were facing each other, neither of them would give in. There was another gun next to Long Wenjian's head, aimed at the deserters. It belonged to Shuo Yu.
A group of guys with brains versus a group of guys without brains, the winner and loser is actually decided at the first glance.
"Take a step back, and kill without mercy—!"
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