Chapter 55

  "Really?" The dead guy swayed over. To make it look better, we were lined up by rank, so the first one was A Yi, and he grabbed onto A Yi first. Then that guy ripped open A Yi's collar and with little effort pulled out some kind of parasite from A Yi's body.

  "Open your mouth," he said.

  A Yi's face turned white, his mouth was still closed but even a fool knew that he would throw the thing into A Yi's mouth.

  The snake's butt advised, "Don't mess with it. Others aren't like us who will spit out their intestines."

  Dead dead ignore snake butt "mouth open."

  Ah Yi hesitated and really intended to open his mouth.

  "Report to Deputy Team Leader, you are now in charge." I said.

  Dead dead still carefully looking for a gap in Ah's mouth "Huh?"

  She Bi Gong said "Don't be like that. I'm still the deputy team leader and instructor."

  He said "The supervisor is like holding a sharp sword above us and also controlling how we fight."

  "It's your superior. Vice-Principal Tang came in person this morning to seal it." I added.

  "A said, 'They're talking nonsense. I'm your subordinate.'"

  He now bravely opened his mouth and that was not a joke, but with a deadpan expression, he threw the louse into his own mouth and chewed it up.

  We laughed loudly who cares what Ah Yi is we just want to see dead dead and we saw it.

  Then he started yelling "Get two gasoline barrels!"

  We're a bit silly, looking at each other in dismay. Someone behind me made a concise summary: "He's done for."

  Most people here have extremely unpleasant memories of gasoline barrels.

  Two gasoline cans were placed in front of us, the fire for cooking was not used to cook but to boil water. The hot water had been poured into the gasoline cans and was emitting steam - originally washing with hot water was a wonderful thing, but now we were pouring insecticide powder and other things like that inside, which we used when cleaning up.

  He poured while reciting "Thanks to Xinsheng insecticide powder, it's not lacking."

  We looked at him with a bitter face as he stirred the thing evenly.

  The dragon sighed and said "It's over. Last time it was black, this time it's white."

  "Come on, just a little bit of effort is fine. It's going to be fatal if you don't," I said.

  Die die die, pouring all his energy into it "Who said that. I've been giving myself a deworming for one or two years and no worms will be born."

  He said "That's it, all the pig skin is gone."

  "Who can compare with you? Saying you're iron-made is an understatement. You must be an iron-made cockroach." I teased him.

  But it seems that no matter how much he loses, he can't get out of what he wants to do. The guy was banging on the bucket rim. "You all know that malaria and typhoid fever kill us more than the Japanese, and this is my squad, even if there are only 22 of us..."

  Krupp's aberration is intermittent "twenty-three."

  He died, he died, take a closer look at him "haven't seen this person before."

  "Found." The snake's butt sourly indicated our stance. "Artillery is fat-headed and big-eared."

  So we saw how far human greed can go, dead or alive, immediately like Mark Twain's character seeing a million pounds "Fattening the eyes, what cannon?"

  "37mm anti-tank gun. First main shooter."

  "Have you ever fought against Japanese tanks?"

  "We've fought before. The chopsticks pierced the tofu easily. Japanese tanks are easy to defeat, but German tanks aren't."

  I was quite annoyed because of my tank phobia. "You've returned from abroad? Have you fought against German tanks?"

  "Stomach is hungry only then want to eat, definitely tank solid can't be penetrated. So must make war defense cannon good."

  It's so simple yet it's a logic of spear and shield that came out of a foodie's mouth, which choked me.

  Krüger continued his half-hearted complaint "There are no guns here."

  "There will be, there will be." Die, die, die, against Krupp's promise and then start shouting. "My team, even if it's just these twenty-three, is a clean twenty-three! Whoever wants to be parasitized to death, please bury me in another land. Take off! — Clothes go into this bucket, people go into that bucket. — Soak me!"

  That was a slash of the neck, and a slash of the neck to shrink. We were about to escape. But suddenly remembered something and stopped again. There were several brainless ones. Someone whispered in their ear and looked at a certain house behind them. And they also stopped with a strange expression.

  He's dead, he's dead, and yet we're still being asked to carry out this simple order that we've refused.

  We stood there with some of us having our shirts off and others holding up their pants, looking at him with strange expressions.

  Disease took a greater toll on our troops than did the enemy. He spoke the truth and we knew that what he wanted us to do wouldn't kill us.

  But then there will be a woman who sees us and we want women to think that the more they think about it, the more ashamed we are to expose ourselves in front of them.

  Among us, there was only one turtle egg who was humming a song with a loud voice and quickly took off his shoes. The dead eyes were immediately attracted to him, this is not a fool.

  Then he went over and slapped the dragon on the back, looking at his hand afterwards. Of course, that tactile sensation must have come from someone who takes one or two baths a day.

  He stared blankly and slapped his buttocks loudly with great relish.

  "You're quite clean." Diediedie said.

  The dragon suddenly pounced on his armpit "Want to smell it? It's fragrant."

  He took a glance at the house we had looked back at, no need to count how many were there - and then he turned around and walked back to his position in front of the queue where it was convenient for him to scold people.

  "Flies, mice, cockroaches, fleas, women! My squad has twenty-three clean men, no women! If you want women and haven't been killed by the Japanese army, go find them elsewhere! This squad doesn't take them! Only that opium squad I used to be in had women!"

  The dragon was unhappy and a bit dazed "I'm at the South Heavenly Gate! You saw it!"

  Die die let's see clearly a small person can achieve such a level "At that time I didn't have a team! Now I have a team!"

  We immediately started hitting him with all our might.

  "What team?"

  "Look down on the Opium Gang? You're no match for the Opium Gang. Even the squad leader can marry a young wife."

  Cannon fodder corps.

  "Where is the group? The ghost's group."

  "Come on, just one more class and he'll be able to keep up with the rest. It's a big deal if you can't even keep your seat. You're almost there, just a little bit more effort."

  Die, die, don't care! Declaring "You are my team! Three days later, lead people and equipment - I can still lead over a hundred groups of trash like you. This is my team! When fighting, do I put your wives and children at the front or back of the line? Ming Long, when you're doing things at night, let these live ghosts clap along with the side?"

  The dragon hummed and laughed, although it was very strict to die, but we remembered this time at night and couldn't help laughing loudly.

  "Every day in the morning I tell you guys not to pitch tents, don't take the wrong thing, is that the gun barrel? At this time, men go die. If they haven't died yet, come back and manage women's thoughts. I don't have leisure to think about those thoughts for you. So my team wants women to go out and find someone to support their families and get lost." Die, die, just say it straightforwardly.

  The dragon is no longer smiling or humming, standing with a tragic expression that we are familiar with. We also stopped laughing because we knew the guy who was laughing was serious.

  The dragon's face was written with it. Then you kill me again, although everyone knows that before killing him, he will say "Grandpa, hurry up and beg for mercy".

  But he didn't leave although an hour ago he was about to leave but after seeing Della Della he didn't leave again.

  Those two guys were just silently competing with each other in patience, thinking they could outlast each other, but no one wanted to compete with them.

  "Come on, come on! Is it one or two? There are already enough mute men in this world, don't add another one, Ming Long!"

  "......Three......Will it be done?"

  No one laughed at the guy's extreme nonsense because the door of that house opened and Mrs. Mi Long led out Lei Bao'er, she walked towards our team, pretending not to see Dead Dead, Dead Dead also pretended not to see her - they really looked like sworn enemies.

  "Officer, you're busy with your big matters. I'm just here to help my husband wash some clothes. Once we're done washing, we'll leave," said Mrs. Mi Long.

  "Dead dead is an expression I didn't see you with, it's really out of style."

  The dragon's wife glanced at her husband, she could be so calm and it was not easy because the dragon was naked. She looked at her husband among us men as if he were a well-dressed or fully armed guy.

  "She calmly said 'Just do what you want to do. We're fine.'"

  The dragon immediately laughed like Le Bao'er crying and said "Call me dad."

  Lei Baoer scrunched up his face and said "naked butt".

  The long-anticipated dragon made a deadpan expression and watched as his wife took their child and left.

  Le Bao'er nodded and said "Dad."

  We saw the dragon's head being brutally smashed open, and from then on he kept staring at the ground under his feet. His neck was twisted as if it had been broken until the figures of his wife and children disappeared in the doorway.

  We also treat the ground in the same way.

  We don't know what to do I swear to death that we also don't know what to do but the only one or two points of difference among us are being expelled from our world.

  Outside is a cruel world where even dog meat can become braised dog meat.

  So we regained our memories of the dead, and it turned out that the person we had regarded as the most despicable was not a rumor.

  It's already nighttime, and we're still standing silently. Mudan and Manhan are also being dragged along, standing upright in a backbreaking posture. Meanwhile, the Menglong family has long since disappeared into the faint night colors.

  "After having dealt us a severe blow, he began to feel it necessary to say some encouraging words: 'Reinforcements and equipment will arrive soon. I guarantee it on my honor.'"

  I let out a strange sound from my mouth "pffft" because of someone's personality.

  "Because there's someone with both character and capital who vouched for me in person." He glanced at me to make sure I wouldn't make any more weird moves. "And you guys are different from the supplementary troops, we came out of that godforsaken rainforest in Myanmar together, through thick and thin. 'Brothers in arms, even if one is naked.' Remember?"

  Whether or not we remember. But that doesn't mean we have to cry about it, does it? So we half-heartedly hummed "Re-member..."

  "Follow me and there will be thousands more, all twenty-three of them are my commandos." Dead dead, with a wave of his hand, he drew a circle around us. Feeling it was not enough, he emphasized and corrected himself, "Not just you, you are all my trusted aides."

  His twenty-two confidants glared at him with discontent.

  This guy learned to find his own confidants in the department, but his methods are extremely inferior. Tang Ji would never shout out loud that you are my confidant, which is equivalent to having no confidant at all.

  A Yi's nominal promotion is now clear, but surveillance and restraint are also in place. Even A Yi has been called his confidant by him.

  At this time, he was shouting at Muddy and Man Han because the two were staring at him with strange expressions. "You guys are also part of my team from now on! You're also my trusted advisors!"

  He was so frightened that those two countrymen immediately stood at attention and turned their faces to us with great satisfaction. "Now we have twenty-five of them."

  "Yes, take a seat." I said.

  Then he slapped his forehead and didn't care if we had recovered or not, he had already recovered from the depression brought to us by the Miao Long family. "Will I forget about serious matters? I won't forget about serious matters."

  "Got anything serious to say?"

  "Disinfect and kill insects. Go in and soak!"

  We took off one by one, threw our clothes into a gasoline barrel and soaked ourselves in another barrel.

  The medicine water was still very spicy after dilution and we were smoked with tears streaming down.

  The dragon emerged from the gloomy place and I gritted my teeth as I went in.

  We miss him, no doubt about it, but now we remember he was a madman. We soak ourselves in medicine to let the longing and the parasites be killed by the medicine together.

  The next morning, it started raining. The rain was coming down like a mist, very annoying and clingy. The dog stood in the yard, looking at its wet paws with an air of discontent, while a strange whistle pierced through the air - not the usual kind used by the military, but one that was even more unpleasant and jarring to the ears.

  The Manchu who was dozing off was startled and almost fell onto his own gun. Then he hastily stood at attention.

  The doors of our houses were all quiet. Only Hao Shouyi opened the door and then I pulled it back.

  "Damn it! A whistle that costs only one cent can drive people crazy!"

  So the guy was still standing in the rain blowing that whistle that deceives little kids, which is green and flowery. We didn't come out until he poked it and kept blowing until water dripped down from his hat brim like a roof.

  The day we went to get our equipment and replenish our troops, it was raining. The rain here is cold enough to kill a person. It's like the sky is splitting into eight pieces and pouring down a bucket of icy snow water.

  Even we can't help but think of the family of the wandering dragon who took shelter under some unknown roof.

  The dragon without a wife came to my house, sitting gloomily against the wall. I was just dragging back Dr. Hao's beast. The rain outside had finally stopped.

  Hao Shouyi felt a bit uneasy. "This doesn't sound right. He's still a team leader."

  "That's just Shili teasing him for fun. Same as what Bimawan said." I said.

  Hao Shouyi said: "He wants to say that if you disobey orders and violate military law, can't you just get out of the army?"

  "He's done for. The Dragon is lost. Young Master made him catch pneumonia today."

  The dragon ignored me.

  He's been controlling us too tightly these past few days, we can't even think about freely going in and out anymore. But it's not because of military orders... I don't know where to start with this, but let me put it this way... it's like having a nagging cough.

  The snake next door sighed "He's back again. Get the stuff ready."

  I also saw that guy standing back in the same place as before, holding a pot and a scoop.

  "I'm going to be a monk and play with the bell," I said.

  The neighbor next door knocked on the wall and responded, "Knock his head and he won't come out."

  But that guy didn't need to knock, he scraped the pot with a shovel, making an unbearable noise that pierced people's eardrums. We covered our ears and even the usually quiet dog meat yelled at him loudly.

  That guy was scraping away and saying "I'm fine. I can scrape this pot until it's all scratched up and makes an even more unpleasant sound."

  He started scraping again. And we covered our ears and rushed out.

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