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In the time when the rise or fall of the nation is related to the rise and fall of any nation, it needs a group of people who are not afraid of death to stand up and die generously.

Maybe it's not how heroic they are, how noble they are, it's just because of the simple anger of seeing their compatriots being slaughtered and enslaved, and the mountains and rivers shattering and the people living in poverty, and then the blood splashed five steps in anger.

But many times, that's enough.

Because the vast majority of people can only swallow their anger, and then run away to find a way to live.

Lu Yuan didn't know that Xie Guji and the Sichuan soldiers who died in battle died because of noble feelings or the anger of the horseman, but he knew that in this era of war-torn people's lives, the land of China needed people like them.

It was raining again, and it was so cold that it made people feel like even their bones were shaking.

In the rear, there was another mess, filling the position and retreating, which reminded Lu Yuan of the situation when he met the 78th Army when he came.

"Everyone follow me, don't be left behind!"

Jiao Dapeng was yelling, in such a chaotic environment, once he fell behind, he would never be able to find his own people again.

"Captain Jiao, I think it's time for me to leave!" The road is far away.

If it were an ordinary person, Jiao Dapeng would definitely take a big mouth without saying a word, and if he wanted to be a deserter, he would report to the commander, wouldn't he be looking for a pump.

But seeing that it was Lu Yuan, he was silent.

He knew that Lu Yuan would never be a deserter because he was afraid of death, and even when Lu Yuan called him the head of the regiment, he was ashamed to find a crack in the ground to get into, if he didn't know that Lu Yuan was leaving, he was sure that Xie Guji would definitely appoint Lu Yuan as the head of the regiment.

And no one will find it strange and will only admire.

Jiao Dapeng patted Lu Yuan's shoulder fiercely, wanting to ask something, but finally found that he had nothing to teach him at all, so he could only say: "Try to live, don't die!" ”

"I need a few people, who wants to go with me?"

Lu Yuan turned around and shouted to the few remaining scumbags: "Don't follow me because you want to live, follow me, it will be more dangerous than this battle, we are going to fight hard!" ”

Wang Ma pole monkey spirit big dog bear Yang Zongman all stood up, and the cow pimple was even more inseparable.

Some people hesitated for a moment, and finally followed the team into the rain, they fought the battlefield, but their purpose as soldiers was more to eat with their lives.

After this tragic battle, it is conceivable that the treatment of the 152nd regiment will definitely be greatly improved, and many people will be promoted and follow the team, which is definitely a more suitable way to eat mixed rice.

"What now?"

There was a boundless rain curtain all around, but when the team left, it was a darkness, and Yang Zongman and the others who broke away from the team felt like a lonely ghost.

Monkey spirit and others don't speak, maybe they have regretted it a little, they will subconsciously feel solid in the army, but now, they feel like children who have lost the protection of their parents, their hearts are empty, and they have nowhere to cling to.

"Let's get out of here first, find a place, change skins, otherwise wearing this body on the road, whether we encounter devils or brother troops, we will be in trouble!"

After Lu Yuan finished speaking, with the memory of coming, he went in a direction, and several people hurried forward in the night rain, and after more than an hour, they arrived at a village, in the dark, the village was silent in the rain, like a grave in the dark.

Without him to speak, several people went to knock on the door, cold and hungry, they needed clothes, and they needed a hot meal.

There was no one in the village, and the explosion of the past few days had left all the people around who could walk, like dandelion seeds blown away by the wind, looking for the next place to live.

The defeated army is not as good as the Kou, and the displaced people are thieves.

Lu Yuan took them to smash open the doors of the houses that looked decent in this small village, and there was no need to go to the houses of those poor people, because almost all their belongings would be taken with them to flee, and there should be some things in this family that they couldn't finish.

It is said that it is a decent family, but it is only five or six tiled houses built with earth as walls, and there is a small courtyard outside, but compared with the thatched houses around, it is already a mansion.

It didn't take long for them to dig out several earthen jars from under a corner of the courtyard with bags of rice, flour, and a pile of clothes, and a small piece of bacon.

Lu Yuan withdrew a bullet, pulled out the warhead with his teeth and poured out the ammunition, then wrapped his wet clothes around the barrel of the gun and fired a shot.

The sound of the gun was very low and muffled, and it should not be heard more than 100 meters away, and the flames from the muzzle ignited the gunpowder, and Yang Zongman brought it to the firewood rack, and the fire rose.

Changing into dry clothes, Lu Yuan felt much warmer, but maybe because people in this era are relatively short, Monkey Jing and others have found their own clothes in a large number of new and old clothes, and he specially selected the largest set of crop tops and cropped pants that can be worn on the body.

The pot also added up, and it didn't take long for the aroma of bacon and rice to come out, and a few people couldn't stop swallowing saliva and were busy, wrapping a thick camouflage on the rifle, the gun could not be lost, but it was impossible for the common people to carry a gun, and camouflage was the best choice.

The bayonet was wrapped in a strip of cloth and pinned to his waist, and Lu Yuan divided the pistols and bullets that he pulled from Matsumoto and other Japanese generals, and now, they have become two guns in the true sense, not smoking guns and old guns, but one long and one short.

A few people began to eat, they were hungry, and there was delicious bacon, which made them look like hungry ghosts were reincarnated, and the bacon cut into small pieces was chewed carefully by them in their mouths, tasting the taste of every grain of oil, and they didn't want to swallow it for a long time.

"We don't have much time, we have to leave before dawn!"

Lu Yuan said: "Rest in batches, make rice balls, and use flour pancakes as dry food, this way to Nanjing, we may not have time to find food, let alone find it!" ”

"I'll be on the first shift, old man, and I'll be less sleepy!" Yang Zong said, and then prepared something to make cakes.

"I'm in the middle of the night!"

Lu Yuandao, he is not good at making dry food, everyone is tired in the second half of the night, and the dry food has been made, so he gets up and holds it again.

As soon as he lay down, he fell asleep almost immediately, everything that happened these days was like a dream, and he really hoped that when he opened his eyes again, he would return to that prosperous era, that familiar era.

Only, it's not a dream.

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