One night,
One night when the moonlight was brighter than the sky, they surrounded a Japanese soldier on the Nu River. The soldier was so desperate that he wanted to swim back along the Nu River, but he didn't even have a bamboo raft. Their leader said he wanted to capture him alive, so no one fired a shot. They just watched a man who couldn't find his way home and wailed in despair at the Nu River that was sinking like a goose feather.
No one except Shuoyu could understand what this desperate fellow was singing. He listened to him calling for his parents in a foreign language. The Nu River in front of him was like a mirror, shimmering. The nightingale's cry made the night even sad and melodious.
He remembered that he had heard this song before. When he was a child, the Sakura anime was very popular. He looked at the dark figure. This unlucky guy was not Milong, and there was no home for him on the other side. If he jumped, there would be only one result.
Shuoyu and the others listened to the entire song for a full second. The gentle melody was accompanied by sobbing voices. He didn't know why the others didn't shoot. He just felt that this guy was very pitiful. He was so pitiful that he couldn't remember that maybe he and his comrades had also been like them, watching the pain of a wandering soul who could never return home.
Shuo Yu listened to him singing about his father and mother over and over again. As long as he sang, they lay behind him, holding their guns and listening for as long as he sang. When the singing stopped, he went up to check and found that he had lost all the blood in his stomach into the Nu River and died after it was all gone.
The night was too dark and the river was too bright, so even he couldn't see what color the water was. He just thought of a similar scene mentioned by Shang Yang during his reforms, "The Wei River turned red." How many heads would it take for the Nu River to turn red?
They all looked silently at this lifeless guy who died in such a way. They gathered in a circle. In front of them was just a headless ghost who couldn't find his home.
The old cannon fodders have seen too much and are a little numb. When someone dies, they die. There is nothing else to do.
The new cannon fodders had not yet understood the meaning of death, so they relied on their instincts and buried the little devil who could not return with the soil of Zenda in the early morning.
A simple earthen mound with branches stuck in it, Shuoyu, Manhan, Nidan and a few cannon fodders whose names he couldn't remember and didn't want to remember completed this.
On the other side, the breathless old cannon fodders watched this scene with great interest. The expressions on everyone's faces were different, but the same thing was that they were watching all the time.
Fanla said that now he doesn't have to worry about no one burying him when he dies. These guys even buried the Japanese soldiers, so they will bury him too.
Si La retorted that if a guy like you messes up the vanguard, they would not bury you even if they buried the Japanese.
"Banxian'er won't do that. He's a good man."
"Yeah, he won't."
Si La Si La lay down on a small slope with a smile on his face, watching Ban Xian Er and the others busying around. Fan La really hated his smile, and he said, "Your smile is so ugly."
So Si La Si La laughed even louder,
Shuoyu tried his best to make the mound look better.
He watched Fanla and Si La wrestling together, and out of curiosity he went over too. After running all night, no one wanted to rest, and he didn't know why they always quarreled. It was obvious that Fanla could never win the argument with Si La, but when he went over, he heard Si La Si La shouting, "I did it right!"
Si La Si La covered his mouth with a mysterious look, secretly laughing, indescribably wretched, and Fan La's face showed that he had failed again, but he didn't say anything, for the sake of his damn self-esteem that he didn't know why he always insisted on,
Shuoyu's eyes scanned back and forth over them, trying to find something, but he found nothing. He really couldn't read minds.
The atmosphere was tense, and their leader quickly changed the subject. Looking at Man Han who had gone to the toilet in the woods, he wanted to make a bet with Shuo Yu and the others.
"Tell me, who wouldn't wipe their ass after taking a shit? I bet the first thing this guy does is look for a gun, huh?"
Dead Dead had a smile on his face. Because of the helmet on his head, Shuo Yu could only see his uncleaned chin, which became even more disheveled after running all night. But he was smiling. Most of the people lying here didn't even have the energy to smile.
His helmet was covered with morning dew and grass scraps. He was not clean, and no one here was clean.
He thought their leader was very confident in his ability to gamble, but Fanla didn't believe it. He was tired of running around all over the mountains with such a crazy leader all day long.
Shuo Yu turned around and lay on the grass, looking at Fanla and said that if he won, he would let Si La Si La give him a company to lead by himself, and then stay away from their regiment commander, and no longer be his shitty translator, adjutant, messenger, close follower, confidant, no matter what, he just wanted to stay away from Si La Si La,
Shuoyu felt that he was jumping into a pit and he couldn't escape. He always felt that it would be better if he stayed away from the leader.
"So you don't want us anymore?"
Shuoyu raised his head. He knew Fanla understood what he meant by "we". He just looked at Fanla with a serious expression on his face.
He likes to have someone slap him in the face when he is daydreaming, so that he won't fall into the abyss of thinking and can never get out. Because no one can be perfect, he knows it, but he always forgets it.
Meng Fanle looked at Banxian'er who was asking him questions. Suddenly he seemed to remember something, but when he spoke, he stuttered and couldn't even form a complete sentence.
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