"Well, this young master is not sure. He is a madman. We are now tied to a bed with a madman and cannot get off. In this wild forest, it is difficult to find him. It is harder than climbing to the sky. If you hide anywhere, you may not be found even if you stay there for ten days or half a month."
"Well, annoying, do you think our leader is doing the right thing?"
Meng was tired and stopped talking. His meal was getting cold, so Shuoyu gave him another spoonful of hot soup to prevent him from having a stomach full of cold food.
The crackling of burning wood was heard beside them.
"Right and wrong, at this moment, are not as important as a stink bug." Meng Fanle lowered his head and used two wooden chopsticks to pick at the contents of his lunch box, saying this.
"Right and wrong are important, really important."
Shuo Yu played with the flames and ash under the stove, watched the smoke slowly rise from their place, listened to the sound of Fanla scratching at his bowl, and repeated in his mind,
Right and wrong are really important, and it is important to do the right thing.
Finally, before the sun set below the horizon, their leader and Dog Meat finally emerged from the woods.
When the fog just started to rise on the Jiqipo battlefield, Shuoyu stood beside their leader and watched Yu Xiaoqing slap their leader's face. He felt that Yu Xiaoqing was about to slap him again, but he didn't. He just said, "You and your bugs will fend for yourselves."
Then he left without looking back. He was no longer angry because it was a pure waste. He left, and the sun set over the Jiqipo Hill.
Tang Ji said "thank you for your hard work" as he walked all the way, with Ayi beside him who was worried about his instability. Shuo Yu didn't know why he had to look at their leader's head when he left. Did he think that such a guy was born to be rebellious?
But no, Shuoyu had carefully searched the place from front to back, left to right, up to and down while their leader was asleep, and he found everything he should have, and also everything he didn't have.
After Ayi sent Tang Ji and the others away, Shuo Yu put the hot potato rice in front of Silasila. He told them that since he had made the decision, he should not regret it. This was the only thing he had learned in his ten thousand years of life.
"Eat something, Captain. I haven't eaten you all day."
"oh."
The night invaded their position unconsciously. Shuo Yu hid in his hut, looking at the starry sky tonight under the cover of wooden boards and cloth. The regiment commander brought Fanla and Bula and continued to chase the Japanese in the woods, not knowing whether there were any more. He no longer cared.
He felt that his entire body was spinning along with the starry sky, as if he was about to leave here at such high speed and go somewhere else.
The artillery shells from the other side of the river seemed to be harassing Henglan Mountain, and sometimes they also bombarded their flag-burning slope. The frequency was that for every three shells fired at Henglan Mountain, there would be a small shell that would hit their flag-burning slope. This made it impossible for them to sleep peacefully.
The heavy machine gun group of their Sichuan Army Corps fired randomly in the middle of the night, which was the only sound that could prove that they were still alive. Henglan Mountain had artillery, and they also had artillery, but they had no shells. They were carefully pushed back by Clauber and waited for the next artillery fire.
The veterinarian still had "business" to patronize in such a dark night. Shuo Yu was lying there in a daze when he heard someone calling for a veterinarian. He immediately sat up and shouted, "Let Dad rest for a while, I'll do it!"
"Okay, hurry up--!"
Shuo Yu was walking in the middle of the communication trench with a simple medical kit he made. For him, it was easier to walk at night than during the day. He could judge the position of the wounded by their wailing. After using a bandage to stop the bleeding of the unfortunate guy in front of him, he touched his head. Such a dark and thin face was not out of place in such a night.
This reminded him to give each of them a haircut in a few days. Long hair is prone to lice or fleas, and it is not clean.
In fact, in addition to the method the regiment commander mentioned, it is indeed possible to let these guys learn to pick up guns in a short period of time, but this will not make them smarter. Having brains is also very important on the battlefield. He plans to use a can of meat a week to let Fanla and Ayi teach these soldiers some literacy skills, tell them more stories from the battlefield, or some military tactics.
First-hand experience is indeed valuable, but indirect experience acquisition is not a bad way to learn. Sometimes human wisdom is condensed in lines of medium-sized Chinese characters.
They didn't find all the Japanese cockroaches within the time limit set by Yu Xiaoqing, so they no longer had American canned food or British biscuits, only mushroom soup and the occasional boiled egg.
But life still had to go on. Shuoyu went to the other side of the river once a week to eat the "buffet", robbing the plum rice balls wrapped in seaweed, the mountain artillery shells that Clauber had been thinking about, and other random things.
The reason why he went there on Mondays was because there was really nothing good to do there. He would remind Shuo Yu over and over again what they had done, but no matter what they had done, the ones who should take revenge should come instead of him, so he had to endure it.
A week later, a dead Sakura cockroach appeared in a house in Zenda. The family's food and clothes were stolen. One of the residents died in the fight, and the rest were injured to varying degrees.
Yu Xiaoqing was furious and immediately organized a siege in the woods. Five people died, and the only survivor was turned into a pile of meat by the angry sleds and hoes of the people. The people of Zenda began to spontaneously organize militias, often starting to make noises in the middle of the night, and the sound was no better than the sound of their leader scratching a broken pot.
Thus Zenda lost his peace forever. Zenda dared not sleep, and they dared not sleep anymore.
Shuoyu was cooking mushroom soup when he heard the news. The clear bottom of the pot didn't even have a speck of oil, which made people feel pitiful. But Fanla and the others drank it with relish, because if they didn't eat this, they would have to eat the boiled banana tree roots recommended by Si La Si La. That thing really had no taste at all, and it was worse than eating the skin of Milong's feet raw.
Shuo Yu would join their team from time to time, and follow Si La Si La to the woods to continue searching for the Japanese soldiers who had turned into big cockroaches. To be honest, he didn't know if there were any more in the woods. According to his estimation, there should be no more, but his feeling was that there should be no more. However, their commander's statement was certain, so the Sichuan Army Corps began to go into the old forest three times a day, searching for the ghostly enemy troops.
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