The sound of heartbeats accompanied the sound of rain. The ground underfoot gradually became muddy. No one could maintain a good mood in such a rain. The sound of "die, die" seemed a little sluggish in such rain, but he continued to talk. The rain hit his not-so-clean helmet, sliding down with the mud on it.
"I, I said it before, even the Master can't escape the problem of loving comfort. He doesn't want his life, he just wants comfort..."
Shuo Yu understood what he meant. These newly recruited soldiers in their regiment were not here to fight at all. They were thrown directly into the battlefield without even any training. The end result was that they would be burned like firewood. In fact, they were not even as good as firewood. In the end, they would not even make a sound and would die in a hurry.
He felt that their leader did the right thing, and he could understand that there must be a learning process. One must learn to walk before running, instead of expecting them to kill a Japanese soldier with a single knife when they can't even crawl. This is obviously unrealistic.
"For hundreds of years, we have been stigmatized by this problem. Let's not talk about the distant past, just take the Marco Polo Bridge incident. We negotiated three times, then fought three times. We ourselves didn't believe it, but we tricked ourselves into believing it. Why? Just for comfort. We don't want anything else, we just want comfort."
Si La Si La's eyes looked a little aggrieved in the rain. He just looked at Yu Xiao Qing opposite him, with his hands covering his face in a shrinking manner.
Yu Xiaoqing refused the raincoat Zhang Lixian handed over in the rain, letting the rain hit his body, dark marks hitting his clothes. He bit his cheek. Shuoyu didn't know what he was enduring, but he endured it very painfully because he was the one who joined the army on September 18th.
"Is Marco Polo Bridge close? Is it close?"
Shuo Yu always felt that Master Yu's hands were not meant to grab their leader's collar, but to strangle him directly by the neck. However, due to some good upbringing or some other reason he couldn't explain, he didn't do that.
He couldn't see Yu Xiaoqing's expression, he could only look at their leader's face. Fanla thought that Si La's head was causing trouble, while he thought that their leader's mouth was the real trouble maker.
Sometimes people don't need to know the truth, the truth disgusts everyone.
Once the danger close to their pillow disappears, they will return to their comfort. The habit of being eaten to death, the habit of deceiving themselves, is a habit that can never be changed. There is nothing new under the sun. What is happening now has happened in the past and will happen again in the future.
Shuo Yu was extremely nervous. He clenched the wet hand in his hand and looked at their leader, who was crouching on one side with a cowering look on his face. Perhaps his body instinctively sensed danger, but his mouth, which Shuo Yu thought was always stirring up trouble, was still talking. Even when he was so scared that he even closed his eyes, he was still talking.
"Close, close! Take Zenda, for example. We were completely wiped out on the west bank, but when we turned around and saw them starting to build a defense line, we thought, oh, we can finally have a few days of peace, peace again. Today, if it weren't for the Nujiang River showing its power, we would have been forced to curse the ancestors of the Japanese and would have died martyrs long ago. Some shameless people might even run to a place fifty miles away from Zenda and shed a tear or two. Even the division commander was like this."
Before Long Wenjian could finish his words, a slap came like the wind, and Shuo Yu didn't even have time to react. If Yu Xiaoqing really attacked, there would be no warning at all. Long Wenjian was directly slapped and fell into a newly dug anti-artillery hole nearby, but the hole he had to crawl into looked like a dog hole.
"Stand up straight! I hate big talk the most in my life. People like you, you think too much. While you are talking big and making sense, our country is being destroyed bit by bit!!"
“…I really thought you could do something.”
Yu Xiaoqing's tone was quite gnashing, as if he was talking to their leader, but also as if not. His leather shoes creaked in the wet mud, and he stepped back when he approached Long Wenjian.
Shuo Yu looked at the dead dead and covered his face with his hands. At this time, the rain stopped and the sun appeared briefly, bringing a little sunshine, but it was not warm.
That not-so-warm light shone equally on every bastard in the trench, on their heads.
"You want a traitor among my men?"
"Master, what you said really makes me at a loss for words. You know, a dozen guys who have almost lost their weapons are almost no threat. But with them on the east coast, Zenda dare not sleep anymore. We dare not sleep anymore."
"So you're going to let them into our rear, you take human life for granted!?"
"If there were no Nujiang River today, their targeting of us, who were sleepy, would not be called taking human lives lightly, but massacre."
Shuo Yu once again confirmed that he was indeed not afraid of Yu Xiaoqing. He was just pretending, but his body was cowering, his eyes were filled with flattery and grievance, he carefully covered his face, and tried his best to stay away from Yu Xiaoqing's big slap, but his feet did not retreat any further.
Shuo Yu had never seen such a suicidal guy before. Was their leader really sure that Yu Xiaoqing, who dared to kill his own brother, would not kill him as well?
Actually, what Si La Si La said makes sense, at least he thinks it makes sense. Facing a group of enemies who don't even regard themselves as human beings, one can be more ruthless than them.
I heard that the Japanese would specifically massacre unarmed medical personnel in the Pacific battlefield. Their enemy is a group of giant maggots wrapped in collective consciousness. If we want to defeat such an enemy, we must be mentally prepared.
"It's easy to admit mistakes, but we have to correct them." That troublemaking mouth of Si La Si La is still talking, and he won't stop until he finishes what he wants to say.
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