When he saw Yu Xiaoqing again, he was standing in front of the bridge on the west bank along with the senior officers of Yu's division and the senior officers of other divisions. Yu Xiaoqing was in high spirits, he conquered the South Tianmen, opened the bridgehead of the Yunnan-Burma Highway, and annihilated the Zhunei United.

Since the expeditionary force entered the war, until now, Yu Xiaoqing's speed of annihilating an entire wing of the Japanese army is faster than that of the expeditionary force stationed in India, which is advancing eastward. All the shine is gathered in one voice, he is now a well-deserved general, in fact, he has now changed into a major general's uniform.

Next to the ferry port on the west bank, more than a dozen reporters came from the east bank, and in order to get this group of reporters to come, the operation of transporting troops and materials from the east bank to the west bank was stalled. Tang Ji asked the reporters to organize a guard, let the reporters pass first, and braved the artillery fire fired from the east bank to the forests on the far west bank, and the reporters walked across the bridge in fear.

Chen Yu was carried on a stretcher, and the group of reporters blocked in front of the bridge, neither getting out of the way nor wanting to pass. Because Yu Xiaoqing was standing at the head of the bridge, they wanted to interview Yu Xiaoqing, and the spotlight kept flashing.

Soon, Hai Zhengchong, the main regiment, could not stand it and organized sappers to transport soldiers and the wounded by ferries and rafts. Yu Xiaoqing had no time to take care of it, at this time Tang Ji was eyeing him, and he had to accept an interview from the newspaper of the capital mountain city and the central daily.

Bu Spicy and Ma carried Chen Yu and wanted to find a bamboo raft to cross the river, but no one cared.

Now this group of people is even more foul than Hanako, and a dozen soldiers in ragged clothes with guns are standing by the river in confusion. Most of the Sichuan Army is holding on to the cymbals, serving as the vanguard at any time, and attacking Longling after resting. This is Yu Xiaoqing's return to the Sichuan Army, and it is also a heavy burden, which depends on how A Yi chooses.

Yu Zhi was also carried, his wounds were much more serious than Chen Yu's, but the West Bank was crowded, and no one noticed this group of rebels at all.

Just like the gods who were born in the Nujiang River in southern Yunnan during the flood period, Chen Yu saw the thousands of sails passing through, saw the west wind on the horse, and saw the fame of the white head. The grievances and hatreds in the world are so similar at this moment.

There are several corpses floating in the Nu River with the waves, like a flat boat.

Chen Yu glanced at Yu Xiaoqing, who was being illuminated by the magnesium lamp, and his eyes were much darker. After waiting by the river for half an hour, Master Mak finally used his radio station to contact the US troops on the west bank and asked them to send rubber boats to pick up people across the river.

Chen Yu, who was lying in the rubber boat, rolled in nausea and rolled over his abdomen, turned over and vomited on the surface of the river. Looking at Yu Xiaoqing and the senior officers of the Yu Division who were wrapped in crowds at the ferry port on the west bank in the distance, and then saw the sappers on the east bank who were in full swing to make simple rafts, and looked back to see the beaten potholes, which had been changed beyond recognition.

The tree fort was still there, and there were sporadic gunshots on the top of the hill, which were clearing up the remnants of the Japanese army, and there were a few shots, and then no gunshots were fired.

The fierce artillery fire for several days has formed cumulonimbus clouds in the sky, which are the gods of the heavens, and now the gods are coming with anger. A thunderclap rang out in the sky, followed by a drizzle.

The remnants of the soldiers who rode in the rubber boats of the US army, several of them took off the only clothes on their bodies to cover Chen Yu and Yu Zhi, and tents were erected on the west bank.

Chen Yu couldn't see the West Bank now, his vision was obscured by his clothes, and a foul smell enveloped him.

"Zeguo entered the war map, and the people were happy to be happy.

Relying on the words of the king to seal the marquis, one will succeed and ten thousand bones will wither.

It is rumored that the First World War was full of sorrow, and the strong troops on both sides of the strait have not stopped.

Whoever says that Cangjiang is always fine, and there has been a long blood struggle recently. ”

Chen Yu read the poem, and no one understood what he was saying. Master Mai found that Chen Yu was having a fever, which was not a good sign. The rubber boat crossed the Nu River, looking at the corpses lying in the open space along the river on the east bank, as well as the busy medics and stretcher teams, and a group of people struggled again.

Trying hard to flip out of the stretcher, Chen Yu slammed on the ground, kicked his legs, and crawled towards the corpse placed on the ground. More than a thousand corpses filled the East Coast position, and the rain fell on the young faces, and they closed their eyes forever.

Looking at the corpses stacked on the Henglan Mountain position, everyone was watching, and they didn't notice that Chen Yu was crawling towards those corpses.

After climbing a few steps, as if remembering something, Chen Yu twisted his body towards the river again, and blood overflowed from the wounds on his shoulders and back. He promised that after the war, he would return to the mountains and forests, collect the bones of his comrades, and never let the bones be beaten by the wind and rain again. There are also comrades who died in the battle on the cymbals, where is Ah Yi collecting the bones.

Climbing to the river, the American troops who transported the next group of commandos came back, and saw Chen Yu, who was half buried in the river, jumped off the kayak and swam to Chen Yu in the water. Only then did everyone discover that Chen Yu was dragging his broken body and crawling towards the river.

He grabbed Chen Yu back and tied him to a stretcher with a belt.

"Can't go! I promised them that I couldn't let them get beaten by the wind and rain, and I didn't say anything about taking them home, but I couldn't leave them behind······" Howling and crying, Chen Yu pinned his hopes on Master Mai.

The overcast sky continued to rain, and they ignored Chen Yu's pleas and stuffed him into the jeep. At this time, a group of people appeared on the river, and they also looked at Yu Xiaoqing, who was wrapped in the crowd, and the blocked bridge.

Dead and tired dragged their tired bodies back to the east bank, dropped the guns in their hands and sat by the river to watch the Nantianmen in the distance, even if the heavy rain was pouring down, it did not hinder their mood to watch the Nantianmen.

"Annoying!"

Chen Yu shouted: "Take them back together, come back together!" ”

They heard Chen Yu's shout, and a group of people seemed to remember something, jumped into the kayak again, and returned to the west bank. There was no promise to take them home, but they should not be left behind, they had been left once before, and no one could be left behind this time.

Yu Xiaoqing on the bridge on the west bank was very ashamed, he was in high spirits today, and even wore the southern fourteen pistols seized from Nantianmen. Now he is not only ashamed, but also wants to kill himself.

Because after he coped with the reporter's interview, he saw a group of dead and dead people, together with Zhang Lixian, who wrapped a pile of white flowers and bones in their clothes, put them into the kayak with great care, and then kowtowed to the kayak. One, two, three······

Carrying a machete with a curly blade, the Mourning Star rushed to the South Heavenly Gate again. Because the only thing the Sichuan army promised was to cut off the head of Takeuchi Renshan and bury it in the town of Tongcymbal, where it was trampled by 10,000 people. The dragon followed, picking up a bayonet broken in two on the ground, and chasing after the heels of the dead star and climbing up the mountain.

As a general, Yu Xiaoqing should have greeted the heroes of this battle as soon as possible, instead of enjoying the spotlight. He was silent, silently watching dozens of people put the white bones wrapped in rotten strips of cloth into the kayak and kowtow to the white bones.

Especially Zhang Lixian, he kowtowed the most seriously, and even when Yu Xiaoqing led a group of senior officers to their side, Zhang Lixian walked past him silently with a bag of bones.

Yu Xiaoqing stood aside and tried her best, the raindrops hit the umbrella overhead, and Yu Xiaoqing snatched the umbrella in Li Bing's hand and stepped on it hard. He hated this umbrella, not for any reason, but from the bottom of his heart.

"Brother Shen!"

"Hmm!"

Shen Changqing walked on the road, and when he met someone he knew well, he would say hello to each other or nod his head.

But it doesn't matter who it is.

There was no superfluous expression on everyone's face, as if they were very indifferent to everything.

on this.

Shen Changqing is used to it.

Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, it is an institution that maintains the stability of Great Qin, and its main responsibility is to kill demons and monsters, and of course there are some other side jobs.

Arguably.

In the Demon Suppression Division, everyone has a lot of blood on their hands.

When a person is accustomed to seeing life and death, then he will become indifferent to many things.

When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but over time he got used to it.

The Demon Suppression Division is huge.

The people who can stay in the Demon Suppression Division are all powerful masters, or people who have the potential to become masters.

Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.

Among them, the Demon Suppression Division is divided into two professions, one is the town guard and the other is the demon exterminator.

Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Division starts with the lowest level of demon slayer.

Then step by step, he is expected to become a town guard.

Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level of the demon slayer envoys.

Have memories of the predecessor.

He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.

It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of an attic.

Unlike other places full of slaughter, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, and in the bloody Demon Suppression Division, it presents a different tranquility.

At this time, the attic door is open, and there are occasional people entering and exiting.

Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment, and then stepped in.

Access to the attic.

The environment has changed in vain.

A burst of ink fragrance mixed with the faint smell of blood came to his face, making his brow furrow instinctively, but quickly stretched.

The smell of blood on everyone's body in the Demon Suppression Division is almost impossible to clean.