Until the sound of artillery shells stopped, they didn't have many shells to begin with, and their commander had been playing around, so naturally they used up their shells faster. Now, except for the occasional sound of heavy machine guns, their position had become quiet again.
But soon, the other side may have discovered that someone here started firing cannons at them from time to time, but the frequency was not high and the accuracy was not very good, as if they were sending away beggars.
"Shame on you, shame on you~!"
Shuo Yu stood and looked back at their leader, not knowing what he was going to do. He just wanted to know if he needed to cooperate, he would definitely cooperate. However, as always, he didn't know how to cooperate with their leader at all, so he could only blink and watch Si La Si La perform alone.
Sporadic artillery fire exploded around them. The new recruits were pressed into the foxholes by Shuo Yu and were not allowed to show their heads. They continued to dig holes, while the old cannon fodders sat calmly in a place where the west bank artillery fire could never reach them.
He saw that familiar gesture again, he meant slop,
"When I saw you guys like this, I wanted to dig out my own eyes, you know? It's so shameful~ so shameful——!" Silasila pointed at his own eyes, looking heartbroken, as if Shuoyu and the others had done something, but they clearly did nothing.
Shuoyu watched Si La Si La singing, chanting, and fighting, while Zenda's flies flew among them. No one cared. Meng Fanle was happy to see this because it meant that they had returned to the earth. They were the same, they were together.
Occasional optimism and enthusiasm, and long-term pessimism and depression, this is him.
Shuo Yu came over curiously, wanting to know what their commander was going to do and why he acted like that. Although he was a little disappointed, deep down he was feeling lucky. To be honest, there were only a hundred or so veterans in their Sichuan Army who could go up to fight, and the rest of them couldn't even shoot. They were more familiar with farming than fighting. Their hands had been taught since birth to hold a hoe, not a gun.
In the interval between Si La's words, Fan La began to open his mouth and emit poisonous gas as usual.
"It's dumplings in Nujiang today! They're all Japanese pan-fried dumplings, one bite at a time, but it's a pity there's no portion for us~"
Shuo Yu held the man in his arms, crying or not, and he didn't know whether he was really crying or not. He had already knocked five or six heads in a circle. Shuo Yu felt that he would not be the last one. All kinds of curse words came out of his mouth at once, which made him feel that there might be thirty or forty people living in the body of their leader.
However, he does not look like a team leader now, but to be honest, Shuo Yu doesn't know what a team leader should look like, so, maybe, there is nothing wrong with this look, right?
He was annoyed by the sarcastic remarks and retorted,
"Why isn't there any portion for us? Find a colander and scoop some out. Why can't we eat? But Japanese dumplings aren't as delicious as our Northeastern sauerkraut dumplings, right, Captain?"
Long Wenjian wiped his face, and there was nothing on it, as if there was nothing on his face to begin with. He turned around and looked at the bastards who were staring at him dumbfoundedly.
"There's no Nujiang River, there's no Nujiang River. You bastards would have already run off to Chanda, fifty miles away. Bastards! Cowards!"
Dead! Dead! Jumping, leaping, shouting, yelling, the voices of thirty or forty people came out of one throat. They were being cursed by thirty or forty people. This feeling was really uncomfortable.
"Ah, do you want to worship this river? Worship her. If it weren't for her, you bastards would have died long ago. Thanks to her, people should know how to be grateful, right?"
Man Han and Nidan, with innocent faces, thought their leader's words made sense, and immediately rushed forward, made a small mound of earth in the direction of Nujiang River, and began to worship Nujiang River. They were pulled up by Shuoyu one by one, and each of them was slapped hard.
"If Nujiang could speak, he would call you bastards! Get up, get up!"
The area between Henglan Mountain and Nantianmen was still bustling with activity. The occasional shots fired from their positions seemed like kind alms, making people feel envious and jealous from the bottom of their hearts.
Dead dead, he made a scumbag gesture with his hands to everyone he could see,
"They, they called the wind that stopped the Yuan Dynasty fleet 'divine wind'. Why don't you also call the Nu River 'holy river'? They say that God has His eyes and justice will prevail! Just kneel down, turn your buttocks towards your enemies, and turn your heads towards the gods, and see who will come to save you?!"
"Why can't you wake up? Wake up, it's time to wake up. If you continue sleeping, you will be sleeping with a headless ghost!"
Shuo Yu loosened his grip, and Nidan and Manhan fell to the ground. He thought that most people did not understand one thing, that is, if you rely on God for everything, it will not work. God would like you to become fodder for the fertile land. The heaven and the earth are unkind and treat all things as straw dogs. In the eyes of heaven and earth, people are not as valuable as a blade of grass or a tree.
Nidan and Manhan climbed up and hid in the individual pits they had just dug, watching their regimental commander jumping, shouting, indignant, and unwilling, all the way to the top of the flag-sacrificing slope.
"You, you are not a bunch of soulless corpses. I hope you have won a battle..."
He said this last sentence in a low voice, but the people who were closest to him heard it. But before he could finish, there was a bang, and their leader's helmet flew off, and he fell to the ground. Fortunately, he fell backwards, otherwise he would have fallen straight to the bottom of the cliff.
Zenda has many mountains and slopes, and each one has a fatal angle. If a normal person falls down, he will be crippled if he doesn't die.
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