"How many brothers do we have?"

Wang Wenjun looked at his companion with a scruffy beard and sunken eye sockets, and asked.

"Big brother, that's all we have left."

Only a dozen or so people answered him.

Turning his head to look at the figure gradually catching up in the distance, Wang Wenjun clenched the rifle in his hand with some resentment.

"I'm going to pull a few pads on my back if I die!"

Just as Wang Wenjun and the others were ruthless, suddenly there were bursts of neat cheers on the river in the distance.

"Captain, we love you!"

"Huh?"

Wang Wenjun turned his head and looked at the hot air balloon flying high in the distance.

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"Stop, stop, stop!"

Sun Peng, who was pursuing, stopped and looked at the hot air balloon flying high in the distance, as well as the hanging couplet fluttering in the wind.

"Happy Chinese New Year and Happy Year of the Dog!"

These eight red characters seem to have some kind of magic, so that everyone who sees it can no longer take their eyes off.

"Spring Festival?"

One man after another stopped running and looked into the distance in a daze.

"Let our smiles be full of youthful pride, and let us look forward to a better tomorrow!"

Some subtle and melodious singing voices reached everyone's ears.

Qian Duoduo bit his lip tightly.

He had already worked hard to learn Leng Hao's approach.

During this time, the hardships of taking the lead in training made Qian Duoduo almost unable to stand it several times.

And now, when the team has just improved a little, Leng Hao and they have come up with new tricks?

"Spring Festival?"

When one of his subordinates began to look at the hot air balloon in the distance, with a hint of memory in their eyes, Qian Duoduo knew that today's action was yellow.

Not only that, but these guys are probably more optimistic about the rat expedition.

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"They stopped the pursuit. Go, go! ”

Wang Wenjun They didn't have time to sigh at this time, compared to the Spring Festival, life is more precious.

However, even on the way to escape, they will remember from time to time everything they encountered today.

In this world, there are still people who are really celebrating the Spring Festival?

"I hope we can have a holiday ...... too"

Wang Wenjun stumbled and ran, and at this time he had long forgotten the pride when he set off from the gathering place.

The gathering place that made him feel good at the beginning seemed to be much worse at this moment.

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"Hi friends on the other side, hello!"

At this time, Leng Hao was on the deck, waving to the stunned survivors on the beach.

"Happy New Year!"

With Leng Hao's shouting, Xiao Wang Min, the fan sister behind him, also shouted at a few people on the beach with a child's voice.

"Happy New Year!"

Looking at the boats moving slowly on the riverside in the distance, and listening to the shouts of those strangers, several survivors unconsciously showed a smile on their faces.

"Happy New Year!"

At this moment, they seem to have returned to the past.

Every few days of the Chinese New Year, even neighbors who rarely greet each other, strangers on the street, and customers in supermarkets will become in a happy mood and greet each other.

After subconsciously saying this, Zhou Ze suddenly reacted.

"Friends on the other side, I'm going to join you, join you! You can be a cow or a horse! ”

He recklessly began to wade through the water, shouting towards the Fengming Mountain in the distance.

Zhou Ze's actions also made several survivors around him react.

That big ship is enough to represent everything.

Although it is a little strange that this team that is still holding concerts in the last days, those gorgeously dressed beauties and those warriors eating grilled fish are too enviable!

"Haha, you want to join?"

Leng Hao was proud at this time, he held the microphone in his hand and shouted loudly.

"Then follow aboard our ship and let's celebrate the New Year together!"

When a wooden boat slowly sailed towards Zhou Ze and them, another song sounded on the boat.

"I like to have warm lights waiting when I get home, I like to see everyone's smiling faces when I get up, and I like to ...... for my family and myself as soon as I go out."

Family? Zhou Ze hadn't thought of his family for a long, long time.

He was like a beast, just living for the sake of living, and now, he remembered many, many more.

When Zhou Ze and the others got on the boat, several blankets covered their trembling bodies, and a small red sun heater made them feel real warmth.

"Come, eat something and drink some wine first."

Looking at Wang Wei's kind smile, Zhou Ze and the others all cried, crying one by one.

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"Dear Mom and Dad, I've been in good health lately, I haven't called you for a long time......"

"I stood guard in the moonlight, tears crossed my cheeks before I knew it......"

When Tang Yida sang this military song, the former Chinese soldiers in the mouse expedition became a little solemn one by one.

"Those soldiers who can't go home for the New Year, those who temporarily put the tenderness under the iron bones......"

Wang Wei began to sing aloud, and Peng Xinyun hummed softly.

Yuan Xiaoguang, Zheng Ximing, Zhang Yi, and other soldiers tore their throats and vented their feelings.

Among them, the voices of the two female soldiers, He Qing and Dong Yiqing, were even more moving.

This is their heartfelt cry.

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"These people, these people, are actually celebrating the New Year?"

As the Fengming Mountain slowly moved, the survivors who were covered with dirt emerged from the river bank one after another.

The Spring Festival, for every Chinese people, is a memory engraved in their blood.

If it were normal times, perhaps these vigilant survivors would just hide and observe.

Today, however, they all stepped forward.

Not for anything else, just to feel the New Year's atmosphere on that big ship.

"Perhaps, this is the closest I've ever come to celebrating the New Year in my life."

"Nonsense, they seem to have allowed us to join!"

"So what are you waiting for? I'm going to join them, as long as we can get through today, then it doesn't matter if we die tomorrow! ”

One by one, the survivors rushed towards the bank of the river like moths to a fire.

It's a memory that people have hidden deep in their blood, memories they can never change.

"Happy New Year, Happy New Year!"

With the addition of survivors one by one, the cheers and singing and dancing of the Fengming Mountain became louder and louder.

"Captain, there are more than thirty people joining us now!"

Wang Wei's joyful report made the backbone of the team smile knowingly.

"Hahaha, this New Year's Tainyima is meaningful!"

Now Leng Hao's eyebrows flew proudly, and the whole person jumped off the deck with excitement and began to dance.

Now he has a casual move, and countless people come to bow down, which feels really cool!