In this way, more than one hundred guys who didn't even have helmets marched in a "left, right, left" pace and began to collect equipment as their leader said.
Fanla is one of the few bastards who still has a helmet. His helmet was the equipment that was reissued by the British masters when they were guarding the British airport. It's a bit funny because it really doesn't suit the Chinese people's brains.
Shuo Yu had nothing on his head, and he even gave his hat to those in need.
On the other side, Yu Xiaoqing, Tang Ji, Director Chen, Zhang Lixian, He Shuguang and others were wearing raincoats and waiting for Long Wenjian and his friends to arrive in the drizzling rain. However, judging by the current time, Long Wenjian and his friends were destined to be late.
The rain hit Bula and the others, soaking half of their bodies. Shuoyu caught the rain in his hands. His feet were muddy. They left the city of Zenda and walked on muddy roads. There was no cement or tar road at that time of year. It was all mud. There was a pit with every step, making it very difficult to walk.
Shuo Yu seemed to have really seen the figure of Yu Da Tiexue from afar, and wondered if that idiot had a change of heart and was actually going to send them equipment. He had also been to Master Yu's warehouse. Although they had subsidies from the Americans, they were not very rich. He felt a little guilty about stealing them, and he hesitated and put those good pairs of socks back.
He thought that was the destination their leader asked them to go to, but it was not. He took them to the flag-sacrificing slope.
The rain hitting people's heads made them dazed. The inexplicably thin air when it rained made it impossible for them to think about why their leader did this.
"What are you looking at? This way!"
Under the watchful eyes of Yu Xiaoqing's telescope, the group turned around and went up the flag-offering slope. The flag-offering slope was covered with trees and vines, and for a moment Shuo Yu felt as if he had returned to the jungles of Burma.
The mountain roads are difficult to walk on. It should be said that there are no easy places to walk on in the area near Zenda.
"Don't look so sad. Going up the mountain is hard, but going down is easy."
Shuo Yu didn't dare to agree with this statement. The mountain road was slippery and difficult to walk on when it rained. Anyone who was not careful would fall and bite the mud. He had no choice but to carry the elderly veterinarian with one hand and the small Fanla with the other. On the one hand, he reminded everyone to pay attention to their feet, and on the other hand, he made sure that every step he took was firm.
The veterinarian whispered in Shuoyu's ear, "What nonsense! Going up the mountain is hard, and going down is even harder."
Hearing this, Shuo Yu just smiled and looked at Si La Si La who was walking in front. Didn’t he say that he would take them to get the equipment?
He had no choice but to use the materials available, pulling up some thick branches that passed by him, and passing them to the guys in front of him through the team, so that if one of them fell, it would not implicate those behind them.
The sound of teeth chattering rang in Shuoyu's ears. In fact, Zenda was not cold when it rained. What was cold was that it was raining and windy at the same time. All the people including Shuoyu were only wearing the outer leather of their military uniforms. They didn't even have a piece of underwear. It was manageable at ordinary times, but at this time it was simply a matter of life and death. Shuoyu had caught several trembling guys in just ten minutes.
Their leader was shouting at the top of his lungs that there would be something they wanted to see when they got there, but they themselves didn't even know what they wanted to see. Kang Ya came over again.
"Is there vermicelli on top or his father? What I want most now is a bowl of hot soup. Banxianer, can you make it for me?"
Shuo Yu glanced at him and rolled his eyes.
"Do I look like vermicelli soup to you? Come on, hurry up, we'll be fine once we get there."
On the other side, Yu Xiaoqing was still watching. He saw that the commander he had just accepted a few days ago had gone up to the flag-worship slope when he saw that he was waiting for him. He didn't know what he was thinking. Tang Ji was still watching with a telescope, watching the Sichuan Army Corps passing through the woods, where he could occasionally see human figures.
No one except Long Wenjian himself knew what they were going to do. Shuo Yu was also confused, and walked carefully, stepping on broken branches and unknown humus.
"Everyone, be careful! Thousands of guns are aimed at you. The Japs are still on the west bank. If you come up here, you won't be able to get down again!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Clauber's steps became cautious and careful. Kang Ya grabbed some wild grass and flowers from somewhere and put one on Shuo Yu's head, who had some hands free. He also put another on Bula's helmet. Finally, he held one in his own hand and swayed.
Since the name of the Sichuan Army Corps came out, Yao Ma has been happier than anyone else. Now he is diligently serving as his vanguard in the front, even though they are not going to fight now.
Finally, their long journey finally came to a halt. Shuo Yu looked around at the tangled branches and trees, then at their leader, with a puzzled expression.
"Don't look at me, look across, look at the South Heaven Gate."
He looked across, and all he could see were mountains shrouded in rolling clouds. But closer, he could see the Takeuchi Regiment, the same force they had fought at Nantianmen. It seemed they were now fortifying the west coast. He wasn't sure. He just saw a lot of bulldozers, and he had no idea where these Japanese devils had gotten them.
"They're building fortifications. The battle line is stretched too far and they're in trouble. Now they're holding on to the dangerous position and won't move."
"Look, take a good look, Banxianer, telescope!"
“Here I come!”
With Shuoyu's eyes, he could see clearly what those guys on the other side were doing, just like a 20x high-definition camera. He could even see every face buried in the dust that his bulldozer had pushed to the bottom of the Nujiang River.
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