Ever since Shuoyu went down and came up again, the Japanese soldiers on the other side seemed to have suddenly discovered that they also had positions here, or they thought that Jiqipo was a good breakthrough point, so the "liveliness" they expected came.
This was good news, but perhaps also bad news, because a lot of casualties began to appear on their position. Even if Shuo Yu pressed their heads and asked them to lie down, it was of no use, because the frightened people could not hear anything. They seemed to think that as long as they ran a few more steps, they could outrun the artillery shells.
In fact, this cannot be blamed on them. If they had experienced more wars, the tragic experiences of those around them would have reminded them of their chaotic minds. What they are doing now is really useless.
But this takes time, and it seems that no one has ever given them time. The transformation from docile farmers in an agricultural civilization to soldiers who rise up in resistance with guns and cannons, a product of industrial civilization, happened too quickly. They had almost no time to react, and no one would give them this time, because no one had ever asked for their opinions.
The veterans hid in the trenches that had been built long ago, crouching and peeking out their eyes to watch Banxianer, the veterinarian, and Ayi busying around in the trenches at the front, busy with treating the wounded, connecting the scattered individual pits into communication trenches, and even the temporary residences they would live in in the future.
Kang Ya, Mi Long and She Pizi took turns smoking a cigarette they got from somewhere, doing nothing. They didn't want to hang out with those little cannon fodders, as they felt they were different from them, but at the same time they didn't want to do nothing either. But in fact, it seemed that the only thing they could do was to stay there and do nothing.
A dozen of the enemies who had crossed the river and reached their position fled into the woods when Shuoyu was chasing them, and disappeared without a trace. The rest had been dealt with by Shuoyu, so the old cannon fodder had nothing to do but talk about how they would have done better than Banxianer if they had led the troops down there.
"If I had been on the beach with my machine gun, I would have stopped them from entering the woods and starved them to death! But I'm here now."
Milong's face was stained with the smell of cigarettes. He could only speak these big words to satisfy his craving. Dong Dao wanted to ask the leader what he wanted to do. But no one knew what their leader wanted to do, including Fanla, who was always smart. Clauber, who was lying in bed with no artillery, was the only one who responded to him. He replied "I don't know", which was better than not replying at all.
Indeed, even Shuo Yu, who was walking back and forth in the trenches, didn't know what their leader was going to do. When he came back, he told Si La Si La that more than a dozen guys had escaped into the woods, but the leader just nodded and said nothing. His attitude was even a little perfunctory, which made him confused.
He wanted to say something more, but was sent away by their leader. He didn't know what their leader's plans were, so he had to do something else. Maybe their leader had already sent someone?
Shuo Yu half-knelt as he walked in the trenches that gradually formed a line, and taught the little cannon fodder to follow him and learn to put their heads behind the trenches instead of waiting stupidly like groundhogs for the shells to hit their heads.
Fanla here started to talk about the storytelling of "Romance of the Three Kingdoms". Zhao Zilong went in and out seven times to save the emperor, but he was very unlucky. When he was talking about it, he happened to meet Yu Xiaoqing who came to find their leader, and was kicked in the back by He Shuguang.
"If this weren't at the front, I'd whip you right now. Where's your commander?"
"Who is our captain? Oh, our captain is checking the communication trench right now." Meng was annoyed by the clumsy salute. Even though he was not as clumsy as he appeared, this clumsiness could save him a lot of trouble.
"lead the way."
"Oh, lead, lead the way." Meng Fanle turned his head and looked at his brothers, who were all the kind of people who would rather die than let their friends die. He sighed that he was so unlucky today. How could he meet them at this wrong place?
He Shuguang was not a connoisseur and could not bear to listen to a storytelling worth two dollars, so Fanla was dragged by the collar like a chicken and pushed to lead his group to find their leader. Shuoyu, who was in the position, also saw this scene. After all, Yu Xiaoqing and his group were quite conspicuous in their crowd. He looked at Fanla who was leading the way in front and limping, and suspected that something was going to happen, so he also came over stealthily.
He glanced at Fanla, wanting to ask him what was going on, but the answer he got was to find their leader. Shuoyu glanced back and saw Tang Ji was there too, having also called A Yi to come along. Now...
Those who come with evil intentions will not be welcomed by those with good intentions~!
The artillery fire from the opposite bank on the flag slope was still ringing, stirring up dust and black smoke that blew towards the people. Shuo Yu followed them while pretending to check the trenches. Yu Xiaoqing just took a look and said nothing, so the others tacitly accepted Shuo Yu's pretense. After all, one more person wouldn't make much difference, and one less person wouldn't make much either.
But a good show always needs an audience.
Yu Xiaoqing's ill-intentioned team is quite large, and they also brought along the supplies that were promised to them, but they were a little shrunk, making up for nothing.
The small helmet on Fanla's head helped shield him from the flying dirt and rocks from the shells. Shuoyu searched for the figure of their leader with his eyes, wanting to tell him in advance so that he could prepare early. Most of their front-line trenches were almost as high as their heads, and they were really working hard to dig trenches and anti-artillery holes.
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