"Banxian'er, you've also learned how to joke~!"
Everyone laughed and lay down to save energy.
Shuo Yu had already turned around, not caring whether the people below would follow him or not. It didn't matter if they did. The few remaining foods they had were kept in the morgue, a place they would never go to no matter what. It was very safe, and he was not worried that anyone would have the courage to go in and take a look.
It was not his first time coming up here. He was even familiar with the place and went straight to the room. The seat he had made for himself last time using some of Takeuchi's clothes was still in the same place. He sat down on it naturally when he entered. His feet were numb from squatting for too long.
By the way, after Si La Si La came in, I reached out and closed the door behind me, waiting for Si La Si La to cry for a while as usual, and then said some inspirational words,
Sometimes he wondered, if this guy cried all his tears in this life at this moment, would he never be able to cry again even if he was beaten to death? But then he thought of Zhang Lixian and shook his head, thinking that this probably wouldn't happen.
Shuoyu sat, propping his chin with his hand, yawning as he waited for today's process to pass. Who knew that today would be different? He would not cry today.
The telegram just sent from the other side was handed to their regiment commander by Zhang Lixian. He had not shown it to anyone else and had been holding it in his hand. Now Shuo Yu was sitting under his butt.
What was said above was not very important to Shuoyu. What was important was,
"Captain, are you okay?"
"This kid is becoming more and more like Tang Ji..."
"Ah, yes, it's becoming more and more alike."
The telegram only said one thing: because they had held out in the tree fort for a month, everyone had been promoted one level, so he was now a major, Fanla became a captain, Ayi became a lieutenant colonel, and Si La Si La became a colonel.
This order represented one thing, that is, Yu Xiaoqing was about to become an official higher than colonel. This time, the wrangling among the superiors was much slower than that one day and one night. Perhaps it was because the interests involved were much greater than last time, and now there was finally a conclusion.
I have no more tears. No matter how many tears I had, they would have dried up long ago. So let it be.
His team leader also said, let it be.
Dead, dead! Now he is hunched over like an old man in his seventies or eighties, with a bent back and a bunch of decaying bones. He looks so pitiful and helpless.
Now, Shuo Yu thought, this time he could no longer rely on Young Master Yu. He didn't know why a smile appeared on his face. He looked at the head that lowered again and wanted to ask his captain if he still longed for victory, if he still hated comfort, and if he still wanted to take the few remaining people like them back home?
He thought he didn't say it, but in fact he did, and his voice happened to be heard by the team leader.
Shuo Yu couldn't see his face, which was completely covered by his own hands. Long-term malnutrition and high-intensity combat had caused every bone in his body to protrude severely, especially his cheekbones.
The pair of eyes he hadn't looked at for a long time were blocked, and he couldn't see the light inside. But in this dark room, even if he wanted to see something, he couldn't see it clearly. He couldn't even see himself clearly. It was so dark here that it felt like he was back in his mother's womb.
He only heard the heavy breathing coming from the palm, and sat quietly, waiting. He didn't know what Yu Xiaoqing meant to their leader. He only knew that the person in front of him was breaking into pieces, and he was watching the process of breaking.
He asked, can we really win?
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