My squad leader, my squad chapter 11???? Lying down, sitting, standing, squatting, sprawling, in Hao Shouyi's hospital we didn't even need to act like patients, anyway he didn't look like a doctor either. The iron frame makeshift stove had already heated up that pot of mushy stuff, making the hospital look more like a kitchen. Dou Bing was helping Hao Shouyi deliver bowls of porridge to the wounded soldiers in the room, but all we were thinking about was causing trouble.

  Kang Ya starts showing off, "I'll teach you a special skill - eating rice noodles!"

  He reached out to take the bowl of tofu pudding that was just about to be carried into the house, but Hao Shouyi ruthlessly used a ladle to scoop it away. We burst out laughing, actually there's nothing funny, but we laughed.

  The dragon was very annoyed, he hadn't even found a foothold in this rotten place. "Poor joy, tease the poor, tease cough, poor life." He muttered angrily, while unapologetically lying down on Hao's bloody operating table, "I'll show you how to sleep and snore."

  "Ayue hadn't even taken the stage yet, but the atmosphere was already cold. 'Then I'll sing a song for you,' he said awkwardly and sang, 'The butterfly has flown away, my heart is no longer there, who will come on this desolate long night? Wipe away tears, it's just because of a little dependence, a little love...'"

  It's hard to describe how a military-clad major with a stiff neck sang this song, torturing the ears of a group of old rough men, even though he was really sorrowful. Before he could even take a breath, the dragon-like man slammed his fist on the bedboard so fiercely that it broke off a piece. He picked up the broken piece and threw it at A-Yi, if I hadn't pulled him away quickly, A-Yi would have been smashed.

  Ayi's face was ashen, while the dragon continued to shout loudly: "You've scared away all the chicken skin! Pick it up!"

  Ayi's eyes widened in fear, but facing the mysterious dragon, I was also scared. The mysterious dragon seemed endless, relying on its slightly better attitude towards me, or rather a kind of sympathy, I interjected, "Honorable judges, brothers from all over the world, Meng Xiaotai will perform a wonderful hand to heal wounds - we'll pretend to take medicine, taking sulfonamide." I stretched out my hand, with two hard-won sulfonamides in my palm, and a water scoop in my other hand.

  A bunch of fools clapped loudly. Sulfanilamide won't cure my wound, all this is like a clown's farce. I mechanically put the medicine in my mouth, I drank water, and from the ladle saw myself, a haggard, disheveled, and degenerate self.

  Fools are clapping, quacking, from all over the world, with different accents. Silent AYi is looking at me with envy, no one has ever cheered for him like this before. Crazy Dragon is slapping my feet with his big toes, slap slap slap. I'm looking at my medicine.

  This is my medicine, not something I got by begging for it. These are my legs, not something that the Japanese can take away from me.

  I swallowed the medicine and drank some water. "I feel much better!" I declared solemnly, and another round of scattered applause followed. I looked at my foxy dog party members, shook my head and sat down, then slapped myself hard on the ear, silencing them.

  I boast, I confess, I don't know whether I'm boasting or confessing. "I stole money and bought medicine. I stole a little girl's money!"

  Those bastards' reaction was as I had expected, with thunderous applause, stomping feet and shouts of "You're getting rich and pretty at the same time!" and "Shameless!".

  "I should have patted her on the chest and told her, 'Don't worry, I'll bring your brother back.' But instead of comforting her, she was overjoyed like a broken pot. Her brother is a Chen surname company commander in the Sichuan army. I ended up comforting her, then secretly stole her money."

  It's useless, those bastards just kept stomping their feet and whistling "good good", tonight's greasiness made them more energetic than any other day, which turned my confession into a boast, in fact - I don't know either.

  I had to shout back for them to hear, "Hey! Does your watermelon head know a Lieutenant Chen? Thin and fair-skinned, around twenty years old?"

  Wipe the greasy lips, "The whole Sichuan army is dead. I don't know what battalion commander you are talking about. Hey, I recognize you, a little rascal. Are you talking about yourself? You're not being good to our sister by calling her 'sister'."

  Yeah yeah and stamping feet whistling. I have to try my best to overpower them, "I'm a bastard!"?

  The dragon roared back, "What are you yelling about? Are you a tiger?"

  Then everything calmed down, I still had a straight face, but Kang Ya used his thumb to lift the corner of my mouth almost to my ear root, and my eyelids were flipped by him with his index finger, making me look like a sad and angry clown.

  I was toyed with by Kang Yao in such an ugly state, my face skin was played. That's it, you've made a lot of troubles, but always been forgiven, occasionally you get angry, do you think this is okay? But that's just the way it is. In the end, you can only think that someone has made more troubles than you, such as those officials who let us lose everything and throw ourselves into the battlefield - you have surrendered, that's all.

  The onlookers were ridiculing my awkward appearance, but a voice made them gradually stop, it was Hao Shouyi who had just come out of the house and was clinking an empty bowl with a spoon. The old man was very calm, he kept looking at us, but such calmness couldn't make us feel at ease.

  Hao Shouyi spoke up after getting enough attention: "There's something to say. We're going to be reorganized, and soon."

  Not spicy and clean, directly spitting back, "dragging eggs to talk." This fully represents our attitude at the first time.

  Hao the veterinarian didn't smile, because we were always ready to overturn his seriousness. "Can't compete with you guys. I won't talk nonsense about this kind of thing, after all, I'm still the only doctor in this place."

  Kang Yao sneered: "Veterinarian!"?

  He was kicked by a sleeping dragon, and not everyone was uninterested in what Lao Hao wanted to say.

  Hao Lao Tou sighed and said, "You're the ones who are sick, but I'm the one being treated. If you say I'm a gynecologist, then I'll just have to accept my fate - no use talking nonsense. Today, an officer came looking for me, saying he wanted to understand the health situation of the scattered soldiers. He said he'd be back and that there would be fighting."

  Silence. I shivered.

  I always see a group of donkeys charging at a tank in a foolish manner, the most magnificent scene I've ever seen also made my heart cold and fearful.

  "I don't want to go north again." I was stunned for a moment, and found that everyone was staring at me, so I realized that it was myself who had just spoken.

  Hao Shouyi explained: "Who said north? South. It's going south, Myanmar."

  Silence. In the silence, Snake's butt went to touch Hao Shouyi's forehead and was beaten by a spoon. The old man had a good heart, but it didn't prevent his mouth from being poisonous and his hands from being ruthless.

  The snake's butt licked its own hand, as if saliva could relieve pain. "Veterinarian, if you're also sick, I'll make you a bone soup."

  "Want to agree, 'yes'. Myanmar, that's the expeditionary force, the direct descendants went. The British helped, the Americans paid and gave guns, everything was available, nothing was lacking, such a good job, how could we, who were raised by our stepmothers, get a turn?"

  "Not spicy, go to sleep, veterinarian is tired."

  He expressed his skepticism in his own way, "They have won another great victory. The British are all subdued."

  I could hardly bear Ah Yi's words not getting through, so I explained on his behalf: "What Ah Yi means is that such a big victory has absolutely nothing to do with our motley crew."

  A Yi looked at me and wanted to say he didn't mean it that way, but he just happened to mean exactly that.

  Hao the veterinarian didn't intend to be pushed over by our motley crew, "It's probably just to supplement troops, if they want to use us to supplement troops, then it must be that their casualties are heavy, and if their casualties are heavy, then it can't be a big victory. The enemy will be finished in a few months, this kind of talk the devils say, we also say, neither can be believed."

  We remain silent, the old man has been thinking from this afternoon till now, and what he says is also the most reasonable, that's why we are silent.

  "It's just a pile of gunpowder! The wooden head with mushroom-like protrusions will only go when it's ripe!" The dragon ghost shouted, his words accompanied by the loud noise of him getting up, he left us, kicking stools and pushing tables along the way in anger.

  We stared at each other, no one among us was drowsy or laughing and scolding. We couldn't make a decision as resolutely as the wandering dragon, for he had been disappointed for eleven years since his exile in 1931. We were old but not as old as him. The expeditionary army was our pride, even if we were cannon fodder, we were well-equipped cannon fodder. To be cannon fodder or to be a mushroom, this is a serious question.

  "Ayi carved wood for a while and said: 'I want to go. I will bring the army from Burma back to Shanghai. I want to avenge my father.'"

  Then he squatted on the ground and cried. We were silent. I started to feel that his military route was a bit absurd, and speaking was also quite arrogant, mainly because I didn't want to be silent, this silence was like a knife cut, so I broke the silence and said sarcastically: "The military route has some problems, if you keep going south to Myanmar, you'll soon reach the sea, not Shanghai."

  "A retorted in an annoyed and shrill tone: "I know already!""

  “……I definitely won't go. I've died once already.” I declared, and left. Only I tried my best to conceal my dragging left leg. And they watched me concealing my left leg——before that, I used to drag it with great ease, and even took pleasure in thinking that Young Master had created his own style.