Sangou led everyone, wearing the tattered uniforms of the 51st Division and holding mixed Chinese and Japanese weapons in his hands, along the route of the retreat of the large army, all the way to Kunshan in the northwest.

Along the way, the various troops rushed to the wolves, which seemed to be retreating, they were simply rushing to flee for their lives, without organization and alternate cover, taking care of themselves, desperately fleeing.

The Japanese planes kept flying and dropping bombs, and along the way, the corpses of the Nationalist troops were scattered all over the field, and they did not have the image that soldiers should have.

A few months ago, almost all the troops came to resist Japan by train and car, even the national army that came on foot, their morale was high.

The various units sang anti-Japanese songs and rushed to the front line, and the soldiers were all enthusiastic, eager to go to the battlefield to show their skills, and fight to the death with the devils.

But now, it has become so afraid of death, so chaotic, so ineffective, and it is really a general who is incompetent to exhaust the three armies, or even a general who is incompetent to kill the three armies, and the troops are not organized, scattered, and scattered, and it is impossible to form combat effectiveness.

Now, along the way, the bodies of a large number of comrades-in-arms of the national army have not been placed, and they can only be violently corpsed on the side of the road.

There were fewer and fewer transporters and civilians, and later, there were almost no more of them during the day, except for the night when they came out to transport a few wounded soldiers, and until now, no one has come to transport them even at night.

"Brother, give me a shot, come, give me a shot, please, give me a shot, let me die a happy death."

There are many seriously injured people on the side of the road who have not been treated and carried, and they are lying on the side of the road crying, shouting, scolding, cursing, and complaining; even begged the three dogs who passed by to give them a shot.

Sangou couldn't bear to see it, the monk kept stopping to check on these seriously injured, but he still kept shaking his head, the medicine on his body could only temporarily treat the lightly injured, or control the bleeding of the seriously injured.

And these wounded soldiers on the side of the road must be immediately sent to the rear field hospital, and they must be treated immediately, otherwise, I am afraid that they will not survive.

However, the able-bodied people are now busy fleeing for their lives, and where can they take care of the burden of these wounded, and all the cars that transport supplies and soldiers on the road are blown up by planes on the side of the road.

Relying on manpower stretchers to transport these wounded soldiers, unless an organized stretcher team comes, it is impossible to let these scattered soldiers fleeing for their lives carry them.

Besides, everyone knows that these seriously wounded, even if they are carried to the rear hospital, may not be able to save them, I heard that the rear hospital is already overcrowded, too busy, many wounded can only die at the entrance of the hospital.

What to do? The monk couldn't move his own steps, and so did the three dogs, in the face of these wounded, they were once one of them, and they were also brothers who fought side by side on the front line.

Now that they are injured, it is really unbearable to leave them on the side of the road like this, but it is also unrealistic to ask everyone to carry them to escape, and the pursuers of the devils behind are estimated to be arriving soon, and the gunshots can be heard.

What to do? If you want everyone to shoot at them, you can't do it, even the cold-blooded Tienon dog legs can't do it, at most you just point a gun at them, but you can't pull the trigger, and without the order of the three dogs, no one dares to claim it without permission.

Now everyone looks at Sangou, hoping that Sangou can come up with a thoughtful idea, Sangou remembered Lao Liang who was blown in two in the tunnel at the bottom of Luodian Hill, and remembered that he gave Lao Liang a shell gun and asked him to make his own decision.

But now, the guns in everyone's hands should be kept to save their lives, and they can't be thrown around, and some time ago, there were people on the black market on the side of the road who came to buy guns, and the prices were very high, pistols were dozens of yuan, rifles were more than 100 yuan, and machine guns were more expensive.

But Sangou just didn't hear it, and other stragglers sold their guns, and they didn't see it, and strictly ordered everyone that if anyone sold the gun in his hand, he would be killed, this was an iron order, and he must not be disobeyed.

In fact, everyone also knows that on the battlefield, losing the gun in your hand is equivalent to losing half your life, and the gun in your hand is your own life, how can you sell your life.

Besides, at this time, I don't know when I am dead or alive, what do I want that money for? It's better to save your life first.

……

Now that they can't shoot and give guns to the seriously wounded on the side of the road, the three dogs who are thinking hard can only make a compromise decision, that is, ask everyone to take out a grenade and give it to the seriously wounded people.

"Brothers, don't blame us, we can't help you get to the back hospital, we can only help here, if there are devils in the back, you can also take this grenade to blow up a few devils......"

The rest of the second half of the sentence, Sangou can't say it, in fact, everyone understands the meaning, this is the glorious bullet, if you can't stand it now, you can also use it to kill yourself, alas! In this case, who can still open their mouths, there is no way, they can only understand it themselves.

"Thank you, little brother, I'm afraid that a few of them won't be able to stay up, and some of them are almost hungry and have no strength." One of the seriously wounded in the group had an elderly man who had lost both legs and was talking to Sangou with a grenade.

Sangou asked everyone to take out a little Guangxi glutinous rice cake and give it to them to eat, these Guangxi glutinous rice cakes were when he said goodbye to the company commander of Gui Jun Qin, he asked the cooking class to do a good job and gave it to everyone on the road as dry food to eat.

Most of the Guangxi glutinous rice is wrapped in glutinous rice, which is delicious and hungry, and everyone is reluctant to eat it, and is ready to stay on the road and enjoy it slowly.

Now, everyone has evened it out, and it is considered to leave some of the best food for the brothers who are about to go on the road to eat, so that they will not die, they are all starving ghosts.

These seriously injured people, thank you very much, the three dogs were in a hurry, and they couldn't bear to look at them any more, so they hurried away.

I didn't go far when I turned my head and heard a shout from behind:

"Brothers, a few of us can't bear it, come, get closer, let's go first, see you in the next life!"

"See you in the next life!"

"See you in the next life!"

"See you in the next life!"

……

"Boom ——!"

Sangou and everyone understood what was going on, and they didn't dare to look back, or they couldn't bear to look back, for fear that they wouldn't be able to control their tears, in fact, there were already a few brothers quietly wiping their tears.

Sangou's uncontrollable tears poured out, so he had to grit his teeth, wipe his eyes viciously, and walked forward quickly without saying anything.

Everyone was bowing their heads and muffling their voices, as if only the monks were reciting the scriptures silently as they went, giving the dead brothers a surplus.

There are too many dead people that everyone has seen, and they are all coldly abandoned aside, too cheap; I'm afraid that I'll become such a pile of cold meat that is abandoned and no one cares about.

Therefore, people prefer to believe that there is an afterlife, and that what they have abandoned by themselves and others is just a stinky skin. Therefore, on the battlefield, everyone invisibly, in addition to protecting the chief Sangou, they are also protecting the monk at all times.

Because the monk is a transcendent person after everyone's death, without his transcendence, everyone will not be able to reach the other side after death, or there will be no afterlife.

Therefore, protecting the monk is equivalent to protecting oneself from the afterlife after death, and whoever dares to attack the monk will be desperate with him.

……

Everyone walked silently, I don't know how long, and suddenly there was a commotion in front of them, and a group of people were around, not knowing what they were doing, but occupying the road.

The three dogs led the crowd, carefully removed the guns, separated the distance, and surrounded them......