On the newly opened avenue, which was completely shaded by trees, Zhao Zhi and the others carried heavy backpacks and hurried under the scorching sun. They did not wait for the leader's free breakfast, but set out on their way early in the morning, and Edward was anxious to get to Ledo that day. In the past few months, Zhao Zhi, who was used to being sheltered in the jungle, suddenly couldn't get used to rushing in the sun. The road surface was hot from the sun, and Zhao Zhi felt that the heat rushed from his feet to the top of his head, and his chest was stuffy, and he was a little out of breath.

Despite this, Zhao Zhi gritted his teeth and continued to walk. At noon, I walked under an ancient tree, and a half-herringbone bamboo shed covered with black cow felt appeared. The area of this shed was very large, and it was built on an ancient tree, and under the tree and in the shed sat some soldiers and soldiers of the expedition who looked like beggars.

As soon as Zhao Zhi and the others sat down under the tree, they heard the cheers of "coming, coming", and looked at everyone's line of sight. On the opposite side of the shed was a small hill, from which a few people came down from a distance. The leader was a dark-skinned Indian soldier with a boat-shaped military cap, followed by 5 or 6 people with things on their heads, some in cardboard boxes and some in small iron buckets. Except for the Indian soldier in the lead, who wore a British military uniform with short sleeves and shorts, the rest of the people who followed were like slaves, naked on the upper body, crumpled cloth on the bottom, and the bare skin was all brown and black, and all of them were skinny.

When walking down the hill, the two people walking at the end of the line accidentally dropped the cardboard box on their heads to the ground, scattering candy all over the ground. The leading Indian soldier scolded the two men viciously, and slapped them to pick up all the candy that had fallen. After walking down the hillside, the Indian soldiers led the men and things into the bamboo hut step by step, and at this time the routs in the shade of the trees and the bamboo hut rushed over, and the old cannon and the dog also squeezed in.

In the bamboo shed, the Indian soldier opened a large cardboard box, which was full of bread three inches wide and high. At first, the rout soldiers could still line up to receive it, but later they directly robbed it, and the Indian soldier was pressed down by the crowd and screamed "wow, wow, wow". Relying on the tall old cannon to clear the way in front, the dog quickly grabbed a cardboard box of bread and withdrew from the crowd under the cover of goats and machetes. When Zhao Zhi and the others ate the second piece of bread, the old cannon carrying half a piece of bread squeezed out of the crowd, and the already tattered military uniform was even more torn.

"You are so unrighteous, you will leave me alone if you throw Lao Tzu inside, you will exhaust me to death" The old cannon held bread in his mouth and wiped the sweat on his face with his hands, looking extremely ridiculous. Zhao Zhi twisted off a chicken leg and handed it to Lao Pao, "I know you've worked hard, eat it, eat it, and make up for it."

The bread in the bamboo hut had been looted, but everyone ate the bread eventually, it was only a matter of how much. The Indian soldier who had just been squeezed in was stepping on the shoulders of a shirtless man, climbing the branches of the ancient tree, and hoisting the remaining two cardboard boxes with candy into the tree. The Indian soldier who was straddling the tree looked extremely arrogant, grabbed handfuls of candy and threw them under the tree. The routs of the ragged expeditionary force in the shed were coaxing the candy under the tree, and Zhao Zhi looked at the routs squatting on the ground to pick up the candy, and he felt very uncomfortable. The candy that fell on Zhao Zhi's side could be picked up with his hand, but Zhao Zhi didn't move, and they didn't look at the old cannon.

Looking at the routs fighting for candy under the tree, the Indian soldiers in the tree let out an ugly smile, and their faces were full of contempt. Zhao Zhi was already suppressing the fire, and when he saw the Indian soldier with such a look, he was even more furious in his heart. He pointed at the Indian soldier with his hand and instructed the dog, "Dog, knock down the bird on the tree for me, the noisy old man has a headache"

The dog, who was fighting with a chicken leg, stuffed the chicken leg in his mouth, and raised the gun to shoot three times without aiming at it. The bullet broke the branch under the Indian soldier's buttocks, and the Indian soldier fell off his heel, lying on the ground for a long time without moving. The routs were stunned, who were these people? Say shoot, shoot.

Zhao Zhi walked slowly to the Indian soldier, turned him over with his foot, pointed at the Indian soldier and said, "Black-skinned pig, dare to insult our expeditionary force, don't you want to live?" The Indian soldier couldn't understand Zhao Zhi's words, but Zhao Zhi's eyes were squinted with murderous intent, and he shrank into a ball in fright, just holding his head, not daring to look at Zhao Zhi. Zhao Zhi looked around at the routs around him, "You are all soldiers of the expeditionary force, take out some of the blood of the Chinese masters." This Indian soldier is the candy humiliating you, can't you see it? What a shame."

"Sir, we can't help it. The chief doesn't care about us, and we don't have anything to eat, so it's the only way, but whoever has a stutter, who wants to keep his head down" A guy with the rank of second lieutenant pinned to his collar looked at Zhao Zhi timidly.

"We have lost the battle, but the defeated ones must also look like each other. It's only a few dozen miles from here to Ledo, do you look at your appearance, all of them are wilted and drooping, and do you still look like an expeditionary force? Zhao Zhi pointed to the defeated soldiers as a stinky training, and the defeated soldiers who trained lowered their heads one after another, not daring to reply. Zhao Zhi's subordinates are fierce, they have seen it.

"Sir, then you can take the brothers with you, we will all listen to you" The second lieutenant looked at Zhao Zhi eagerly, as if Zhao Zhi was their savior.

"I helped you for a while, I can't help you for a while, I can only take you to Ledo, and then everyone will go their own way" Zhao Zhi took the lead on the avenue and left without looking back. The routs packed up their things one after another and followed behind Zhao Zhi. The defeated soldiers are also soldiers, it's not that they don't want to do a good job, sometimes they just need an example and a leader.

At the beginning, the routs who walked behind Zhao Zhi and them were still in disarray, and after Zhao Zhi turned around and glared a few times, coupled with the shouts of the old artillery, the team was divided into two columns, and the more they walked, the more neat they became. Along the way, the routs scattered on the roadside and in the shade of the trees joined in one after another, and the originally chaotic footsteps gradually gained a rhythm, and the marching team also gained some momentum. By the time they camped in the evening, there were already nearly 300 people in the queue behind Zhao Zhi and them.

The doglegs are naturally familiar with camping. The machete and the goat each took a dozen people to look for food, and the dog took dozens of people to the roadside stream to get water. The rest of the rout scattered through the woods, gathering dry wood and preparing to boil water. Lao Pao naturally looked at the gold inch by inch, this is what Zhao Zhi has repeatedly emphasized, you can't leave people next to the gold, at any time.

The bonfire was lit, and the wild vegetables, mountain rat meat, and snake meat were boiled in the steel helmets set up on the fire, and although there was a lack of oil and salt, the face of each of the defeated soldiers was full of smiles. Although there was not much to eat, only a little bit for each person, it was food that everyone found for themselves, and there was no need to bow down to the hateful Indian soldiers.

Drinking wild vegetable soup, Edward secretly looked at Zhao Zhi, and after following them for more than ten days, Edward still couldn't see through this young Chinese officer. When in danger, he always likes to rush to the front, and when he eats, he will try to make his soldiers eat more. When he was happy, he would joke with the soldiers, and when he was angry, he would run around with the soldiers. However, his soldiers seemed to like Zhao Zhi scolding them very much, especially the guy called Lao Cannon, who was scolded by Zhao Zhi almost every day. However, Lao Cannon seems to enjoy Zhao Zhi's scolding, at least in Edward's opinion.

"I'm also full" Edward followed Zhao Zhi's example, picked out a few small pieces of meat in his lunch box, gave them to the dog, drank a few sips of dried vegetable soup, and patted his stomach. "Yellow hair, our chief said, you have to eat more if you are big" The dog glared and wanted to return the pieces of meat to Edward. "Oops, oops, no, my stomach hurts, I'm going to" Edward, who threw down his lunch box, hurriedly burrowed behind a bush on the side of the road. waited until the dog had finished drinking the soup before Edward came back with his pants in a pretend. "Don't say it, this feeling is pretty good" Edward, who was lying on the military blanket, remembered the way the old cannon and a few of them slapped him when he came back just now, and his heart was warm, and he finally understood the meaning of Zhao Zhi's doing, this is the love of brothers who share weal and woe, brothers in life and death.