While Fanla was mumbling his foolish words, Silasila finally put down the pen in his hand. A mirror that he had pulled out of some pocket was reflecting light towards the other side. This seemed like some kind of signal.
"...What are you going to do?" Meng Fanle stared at Si La Si La in surprise, not knowing what tricks he was going to do next, especially at this time.
But then he knew,
Clauber, who had been waiting on the east coast for a long time, immediately started calling on people to push the guns of their regiment as soon as he saw the signal. Then he aimed at the positions one by one, and shell after shell hit the first line of defense close to Shuoyu and his men.
The sound of the shells sent flying sand and rocks flying around them, covering their eyes and faces. Today's daily bombing was no longer just two or three. Shuo Yu could even imagine Crowber's happy face. He must be so happy right now.
Before leaving, he carried three boxes of ammunition to Klauber according to the arrangement of their regiment leader. He was sure to have a good time this time.
At the signal from their regimental commander, Clauber directly hit a Japanese ammunition depot. The flames that rose instantly were as brilliant as fireworks, visible from both sides of the river. Si La Si La was laughing beside Shuo Yu, the light from the explosion reflected on his dirty face. He smiled happily, and a little bit asked for a beating.
Their enemies reacted quickly and began to organize a counterattack. The east and west banks began to fight again. When Henglanshan was forced to be affected, it immediately joined the battle. The artillery shells from the east and west banks greeted each other as if they were free. Bright flames rose from Shuoyu's eyes, and black smoke continued to rise in the sky.
He patted Fanla's head, wanting him to watch the scene with him. It was really beautiful, and they were in the best viewing position.
Amidst the rumbling and shattering sounds, all the sounds were a little distorted.
"I'm almost dead, can you please stop causing trouble?"
"Soldiers should die under guns and cannons. It's a worthy death. What's there to complain about?"
"I'm not a soldier, I'm Meng Fanle--!" Meng Fanle shouted as a shell exploded on top of their heads. His voice was not loud, but it was loud enough for the other two to hear clearly. Shuo Yu listened to his voice, covered his mouth, patted his head, and told him to really keep his voice down.
Si La Si La was busy marking the firing points he had missed on the map in such a chaotic situation, and he was having a lot of fun. Shuo Yu glanced at him, and then at Fan La, who looked extremely aggrieved at this moment.
"I'm about to die, can't you say something nice? I don't want to die like this."
Shuo Yu looked at their regimental commander, who was drawing his ghost picture without even raising his head. If Fanla was the most offensive guy in their Sichuan Army, then in their hearts, there was another person who could tie with him for first place, and sometimes even squeeze Fanla out of the first place, and that was only their regimental commander.
He sighed, straightened Fanla's clothes, buttoned them, kicked Si La Si La, grabbed Fanla's hair, and forced him to look into his eyes.
"Is it annoying? Do you believe me?"
"I……"
"Okay, I know you trust me. As long as you trust me, I'll tell you one thing. Your life belongs to me. If I don't let you die, no one else will. Not even a Japanese bullet can kill you, okay? I'll take you back, and we'll go together. The vet will save you, and then we'll spend Christmas together."
"Santa Claus said that he has removed you from the list of bad boys this year, so he will prepare a gift for you this year. Don't you want to know what it is?"
"I……"
"Banxian'er, what nonsense are you talking about? Who is Santa Claus? Is he a foreign god?"
Shuo Yu didn't have time to explain to their leader what Christmas was all about at this time, he just patted his back.
"Not only Fanla has it, you have it too this year, Captain, because you are all good kids."
"Hahaha."
He didn't care about the death. He just thought that even Banxianer had learned to lie.
"If you still want to sleep, think about your father. I don't want to explain to him why his son is lying in a coffin after just a few days. You know, if I don't say a few words, your father will definitely be mad at me."
Shuo Yu said as he put Fanla on his back. Christmas is the New Year in the West. According to his estimation, they would probably spend the Lunar New Year on the battlefield on the west coast. If their leader failed to convince Yu Xiaoqing,
All People's Assistance and Master Mai can celebrate Christmas with them, but after returning this time, he must go to the Northeast. How can the New Year be celebrated without sauerkraut dumplings?
Fanla's head drooped on his shoulder, and he spoke in a trembling voice,
"I don't want you to remember me... I just want to tell... tell my dad, tell him... there's no son in the world who points a gun at his father's head..."
His neck gradually became wet and hot. Shuo Yu reached out and pulled the man who was putting on ragged clothes beside him.
"Let's go, Captain, it's time to go home."
"Well, let's go."
Amidst the rising sun and the intense artillery and bullet fire from both the east and west banks, two half-sneaky, crawling and wriggling creatures, like fishmen from ancient times that had not yet fully evolved, carefully crawled on the beach rocks that were sharper than knives on their bellies.
Dead, dead. Now he finally had time to stick to Shuoyu's neck, half-dead, and said in a vicious voice that he could hear. He didn't want this guy to die so comfortably. He had to live.
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