Shuo Yu was so frightened when he saw this that he immediately rushed over and shouted at the bottom of the flag slope, "I will fuck your ancestors!" Then he quickly turned around to check the wound on Si La Si La's body. Where was he hit? Their leader couldn't die!
The other bastards also reacted and rushed over to drag their leader to a safe place. The veterinarian also felt his body to check where the bullet hit him. But there was nothing, no wound.
Shuo Yu was a little bit dumbfounded. Looking at their leader's unkempt face, he felt a little scared. He reached out and touched his head carefully, then breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, the bullet only knocked off his helmet.
He watched as their leader suddenly sat up, covering his mouth and laughing, as if he had picked up some great bargain. Bu La silently whispered "turtle shell" to his head. The news that made him so excited was only because the enemy was found under their position. The two teams were separated by the Nujiang River and had nothing to go back to. They only had one choice left.
Shuoyu followed Si La Si La and the others as they crawled closer to the place. They were cautious because they had all seen the deadly accuracy of the Japanese guns and were afraid that they would be killed in seconds if they showed their heads.
The helmets and mirrors used as a test were all shot away as soon as they were released. Their enemies were still resisting stubbornly, but both sides knew that there would only be one outcome. The old cannon fodders were laughing, while the young cannon fodders watched dumbfounded, not knowing what was happening. So in this joke-like war, Shuo Yu and his Sichuan Army finally suffered casualties from a few unlucky guys who were hit by stray bullets.
"The mouse has fallen into the well! Trapped beast, trapped beast~!"
"Trapped beast~trapped beast~trapped beast~!"
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