"One, two, one! One, two, one! ”

Under He Shuguang's whipping, everyone in the shelter walked out of the courtyard gate in an untidy military step. When leaving, many people subconsciously looked back at this messy place.

This dilapidated courtyard that allows everyone to shelter from the wind and rain, everyone is leaving, leaving this not beautiful place.

Chen Yu walked in the back row with casual military steps, and from time to time stepped on the lame heel with his foot, and he never got tired of it.

"Hurry up, I didn't see you walking as slow as you did."

"Oops, I'll go!" Annoyed that his heel was trampled on, he turned around and kicked Chen Yu, scolding in his mouth and continuing to keep up with the troops.

Ah Yi couldn't see the two of them being so casual, and said with a red face and extremely distressed: "We are going to fight, you guys mess around like this, the formation is messed up." ”

"Anyway, sooner or later, it's going to be messy." Chen Yu said casually.

"You are shaking the morale of the army, we are going to achieve victory, and we will not lose."

"Whatever you want."

Zhang Lixian, who was at the forefront of the line, glanced back at the chaotic procession, because Yu Xiaoqing's car was parked on the side of the road in front of him, and there were gendarmes guarding the street at the intersection.

"He Shuguang, spiritual head!"

He Shuguang, who received the prompt, carried a whip to see who didn't keep up with the team, and shouted slogans in his mouth. Under the threat of whips, the uniformity of the queue was maintained to a certain extent.

As they passed, the armed gendarmes saluted the procession, something that had never happened before. Most of the people in the team didn't care, only Ah Yi was very useful, puffing up his chest and saluting the gendarmes on the side of the road.

He was always passionate because of these little things, or his blood was boiling because of these inconspicuous little things, and his neck was red until the top of his head was the red temperature after the 'passion' burned.

gone, and the only thing left in the bustling containment station was the sheep egg who was warned by the dragon who had broken his leg and warned us, because he was the dragon's follower, and he was hit the hardest. There are also those wounded soldiers who are lying on the bed waiting to die, and the fate of a dozen wounded soldiers is already doomed.

Chen Yu stretched out his hand and pushed the dragon and said, "Is it useful for you to beat them?" There is no choice in this matter, the damned still have to die, and the unworthy still lie in bed and wait for death. ”

", you're talking." The dragon had a gloomy face.

The team stopped, Zhang Lixian and He Shuguang got into the jeep, and the routs followed them, one car with four seats. He Shuguang stripped naked, revealing his strong muscles, and stood on the car with an accordion.

Chen Yu glanced at it, if he had seen standing on a jeep shirtless and playing an accordion before, he would definitely laugh at it. But now, Chen Yu has to admit that He Shuguang's tendons and flesh are very attractive, and the appearance of playing the accordion shirtless is very stylish.

"One, two, three! The wind and clouds rise, and the mountains and rivers move ······"

He began to sing, and the defeated soldiers behind him followed and echoed weakly, making such a passionate revolutionary song depressed and weak, it was simply a howl.

However, He Shuguang didn't care, because there were local women and sisters in Chanda on the side of the road, even if those sisters were not beautiful and their clothes were not glamorous, this did not prevent He Shuguang's self-absorption.

Chen Yu followed the queue, and within ten minutes, the queue that was barely neatly assembled just now was hashed again. Leaving Chanda Street, there was a bluestone road at the beginning, then a flat dirt road, and now leaving Chanda, walking in the suburbs, the road has been muddy.

The weather in southern Yunnan began to behave recklessly, and light rain fell in the sky. There were no more Zen people on the side of the road, and He Shuguang was self-absorbed enough, put away the accordion, put on his clothes, and sat in the jeep.

Leaving the sight of his fellow Zen Da compatriots and the eyes of his comrades in the army, he didn't care at all whether the queue was neat or not, and whether the military appearance was high.

He was wiping the rain from his accordion with a handkerchief and was such a good officer.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the pace of the procession was getting slower.

Ah Yi encouraged us: "Comrades insist that this little rain will not shatter our belief in victory. ”

"Shut up, Chief Translator." Chen Yu wiped a handful of raindrops from his face: "Don't you think that we will almost tie the rope to our hands now, and if it rains again, we will be overwhelmed." ”

"What rope?" Ah Yi was puzzled.

Annoying La explained in time: "The characteristics of conscription, tie the rope in your hand, and untie the rope when you fall." ”

"Ahh

Ah Yi understood, and instantly blushed with anger.

"You two little red guys, you can't lift the morale of the army, you have been shaking the morale of the army since you came out, no wonder you have been defeating the battle."

Annoyed and lowered his head and choked him: "The defeat of the battle was also led by a major like you who didn't know how to fight." ”

'Puff~~~'

Chen Yu didn't hold back for a moment and laughed. This sentence choked Ah Yi, and his index finger was annoying and wanted to say some deafening truth, but he didn't say it for a long time, and finally flicked his sleeves and brushed his clothes away.

He Shuguang, who was standing in the car, touched the rain, and there was a building not far away, and no one lived in it anyway.

"Go inside!"

Target designation, and the rout squeaks and screams and pours in.

"Look at them." He Shuguang commanded the gendarmerie.

Then the gendarmes pointed their guns at us.

They really think of us as strong men, people here don't run, we all want to die with a lot of passion, but they don't believe it.

A group of people huddled together, the sour smell, the smell of feet, and the strong smell of sweat mixed together. Chen Yu called for help from Bula, took out a few logs and planks from the collapsed ruins, and then cut them with a bayonet.

It took a long time to barely start a fire, and the veterinarians, veterinarians, and a few small teams of people from the shelter gathered around the fire, while the others were not so lucky and had to huddle together to keep warm.

The half-wet wood burned and emitted black smoke, and Chen Yu sat by the fire, while the people stared at the warm flames and slept wrapped in their wet clothes.

Divide the fire with others?

Chen Yu wouldn't do this, because his body was also wet, and everyone here was wet, but the space next to the fire was limited. A group of lazy insects didn't plan to make a fire at all, they just wanted to get by.

Except for the guy Milong, he was taking a bath in the rain, singing the two-person turn of the Northeast in his mouth, and he seemed to be enjoying it.

After a while, the roar of the jeep engine sounded in my ears, and He Shuguang stood on the car and shouted at us in the house.

"All dead?"

Zhang Lixian sat in the car: "How many people?" ”

"Not sure."

He Shuguang replied casually, and then asked the escort at the door. "How many are there?"

"I don't know..." The gendarme at the door glanced into the house: "There are about seventy of them, and there are no less than them." ”

Then, a bag of rice was kicked off by He Shuguang, and the rice fell on the muddy ground and was covered with sewage and mud. No one paid attention to whether He Shuguang's attitude was correct, because we had food to eat.

So they took up their steel helmets, rummaged through the collapsed ruins for wood, set up a simple stove, and lit a fire to cook and eat.

In the corner where no one else noticed, Ah Yi watched He Shuguang unceremoniously kick the rice bag off the car, and the sack smashed into the mud puddle and splashed muddy water. The corners of his eyes were red, and he took off the medal on his chest that had been on display for a day alone, and carefully put it in the inner pocket of his clothes.