My Platoon Leader Chapter 54 Those two guys walked through the winding and zigzagging trenches, making those who had been hiding in the trenches for days stand up from the mud.

  A middle-aged colonel who was as thin and tall as Yu Xiaoqing ran over and saluted, "Brother."

  Yu Xiao Qing instructed: "Cen Qing go and attend to your own matters."

  So the guy didn't bother with pleasantries either and left.

  Yu Xiaoqing walked straight as an arrow in such twists and turns, today he held a military sword, so from time to time he would knock the scabbard on some soldier's mistake, you don't know how he could see those with his eyes not even squinting.

  Dead dead walking like a gibbon on the west sky road is forever - because this is the main force team array, most of the equipment makes him, the former military supply manager, stare blankly.

  Yu Xiaoqing stopped in a well-hidden ravine, where there was a large caliber artillery mirror disguised as branches stretching out from the woods. Yu Xiaoqing tapped on the artillery mirror with his knife, "Look."

  Die already, just watch then.

  They saw the Japanese army's position on the opposite bank, with continuous mountains and no people in sight, only occasionally displaying their military flags.

  The Japanese positions were relatively hasty compared to this side because their intention at that time was not defense.

  Dead, dead, left the artillery mirror, didn't say anything and didn't know what to say, Yu Xiaoqing's pacing in the battlefield didn't seem like he wanted to listen to anything either.

  "Along with you, the Takeuchi Alliance that fought at Nantianmen has been strengthened. If we attack the east coast, it will be the vanguard. The leader of the alliance, Takeuchi Renzan, is a sinister fighter. Our side may not even fight, and defend stubbornly, but the days are long, and Takeuchi would be a good target to break the monotony." Yu Xiao said.

  He died laughing because everyone knew that Yu Xiaoqing's light tone was precisely because it wasn't easy-going.

  Yu Xiaoqing continued: "Yu Shi has a joke. It was spread by Zhang Lixian and his gang."

  Zhang Lixian proudly stood up straight, with a smile on his face.

  "They say I never sit, too thin. The flesh on my butt is not as thick as the sole of my foot, it hurts to sit, so I'd rather stand than sit." Yu Xiao Wei lightly tapped Zhang Li Xian's head with his scabbard, "Nonsense. I don't sit because I've been stimulated. In those years when I was driven out of Hunan, I wanted a place that was different from my hometown. I was hungry and ate a bowl of rice noodles at a street stall, students were traveling, someone stuck a note on my back."

  Yu Xiaoqing's eyes narrowed, and it was clear that he had been subjected to no small amount of stimulation.

  "'The country is in trouble, how can we just sit and watch?' - I don't know, but I ended up sitting there eating that bowl of rice noodles. Everyone has a benefactor in their life. My benefactor, or benefactress, was the person who stuck a note on my back. The country is in trouble, how can we just sit and watch? So I'm no longer that muddled Hunan boy. The country is in trouble, how can we just sit and watch? So for many years I didn't return to my hometown. And also, every time I sat down my stomach would start churning. - But one day I will sit."

  He stopped talking and looked at the other side from the artillery mirror. Everyone stood without objection, who made him the biggest?

  "When we sweep across the western shore with thousands of troops and retake the lost land of South Heaven's Gate, I will sit down. Now that our superiors have no intention of fighting, I can only stand up like a flag to preserve your morale. When the real battle comes, I will sit down, conserve my energy, conserve all my energy, and lead you into battle."

  He stared straight ahead, his expression unchanging. He only stood up a bit straighter to show that he had heard and agreed. Then he also smiled slightly, with a somewhat mischievous grin, "You're quite interesting. After such a long and boring vigil, you're not a bad person to pass the time with."

  The dog meat rushed over from the ditch and sat down, staring at these people who didn't know what to do.

  The dragon poked his head out of his house.

  The yard was empty, Ah Yi stood on his labyrinthine basketball court in a daze, others had gone to find dog meat, some were exhausted by the many twists and turns of this day and were resting.

  Man Han dozes off on sentry duty, while Ni Dan scratches lice on sentry duty.

  The dragon immediately turned its head and said to the door: "Let's go."

  The dragon's wife opened the door. Holding their meager luggage, she led Lei Bao'er out and said, "We have to say goodbye to your friends."

  The dragon took the luggage. Although it was a small amount that he could lift with his fingers, "No way. All the sons of heaven know about it."

  He slipped out of the door like a thief, and with his whole family on the move, the mud at the gate was so thick that it wouldn't let passersby through. The dragonfly flew around Ah Yue's body from behind and climbed up the wall, while Ah Yue stood there like a wooden puppet without any awareness.

  The dragon swung its hand and let the whole family's luggage go over the wall. The wall was not high, he stretched out his hand and got himself up, he rode steadily on top, then reached back to pick up Leibao.

  Then the dragon stared at this courtyard and was stunned, under the sunset, smoke rose from the roof of Zenda's house, where he had been many times before, even his usual dislike of AYi made him sigh.

  So Mi Long stopped accepting Lei Baoer's blows. He crouched against the wall, rubbing his eyes wildly with his arm.

  The dragon's wife fell silent for a moment, "Or you think about it again. I'm telling you that we can't go on like this, and it was you who said those angry words."

  "It's not just talk, you don't know. Under the wall are tens of thousands of little devils, I'd jump too, can't let a stinky woman's words be taken lightly." Mí Lóng said.

  His wife reminded him: "Take good care of your stinky son."

  The dragon stretched out his hand again to pick up Lebao and smiled at him, "Call me dad."

  "Fart."

  The dragon was operating carefully, this wall usually just a flash, now he was careful not to touch his smelly son.

  The smoke from Zenda's roof is rising, and Mira plans to slip away quietly. Hao Shouyi, the beast doctor of East City, and I, She Bi Gong and Bu La in West City, and Wang Men Xing and Ke Ru Bo in North City have all given up searching for dog meat and are returning to the shelter we can't avoid.

  The dragon sat on the wall, holding his son, with a dreamy expression on his face.

  Hao Shouyi and I, She Pi Gu and Bu La, Sang Men Xing and Ke Qiu Bo, we are all heading back to the shelter from three different directions. We are all within the line of sight of the dragon, but we are all realities that the dragon wants to get rid of, not dreams.

  The dragon's smile blossomed, a smile we had never seen before, and even his wife under the wall was enchanted.

  I and Hao veterinarian listlessly stumbled over, then I looked at the dog cannonball that was shot towards me, frightened, also delighted, but mainly frightened.

  "Go away! Don't come over!"

  Can you drink back a dog shell? So after I called, it was a miserable cry, and then covered my belly and squatted on the ground to jump. Dog meat made another new monitor again. It circled around its new war trophy and then rushed towards where it came from.

  I saw where it came from, a Willys Jeep stopped there, and a cargo was getting off the car. A man was fastening the top button of his new military uniform with an air of self-importance. The car spewed out a cloud of inferior fuel smoke and drove away, and I could see vaguely that Yu Xiaoqing was sitting in the car, never looking back.

  The man who got off the truck shouted at the dog meat: "Sit down!"

  The dog meat cliff pulled the reins, and with a thud, he sat down. I regretted not being able to see his miserable cry.

  Then he smiled at me and Dr. Hao, a smile that was absolutely delighted in our misfortune, "Hey."

  "You... him?" I said.

  Then he stomped his foot in front of me. It seemed like he was trying to get his shoes comfortable, but actually it was to splash more dust onto my face. "Hey, I'm your squad leader."

  "What the f**k!" I cursed.

  That guy then boasted to the western snake butt and not spicy, northern coming mourning star and Krupp, although those few have already dropped their chin, "I am your captain."

  Then he saw the dazed dragon riding on the wall, Lebao had disappeared from the dragon's hands, but the dragon was still staring blankly.

  "Northeastern guy, have you climbed over the wall? I am your squad leader! I am your squad leader! I'm getting tired of saying it!"

  The little dragon was so dizzy from the small person's success that he became disoriented. He vaguely thought of jumping down this side of the wall, but his feet, which were hanging on the other side of the wall, forgot to turn around, and as a result, we heard a loud thud, and the little dragon disappeared into the ditch on this side of the wall.

  That guy was laughing with joy, and threw us into the shelter. We followed him in a daze, surrounded by misty mountains. Mudan and Manhan were at a loss, unsure of what to do.

  Don't mind him, he's all bark and no bite, pretending to be fierce, "Greetings! Salutations!"?

  Those two dim-witted guys gave a big salute, the salute was holding a gun, and the stupid guy accidentally dropped his own gun and hit his own foot.

  We entered the shelter like this. The wounded dragon crawled out of the ditch and followed us in a daze, limping along behind us.

  The dragon's wife protected Lei Bao'er, standing in a blind spot, and wasn't seen by that arrogant little man. Ah Yue was just emerging from his maze, looking around blankly, and caught sight of us directly.

  "Die die die, ask him: 'Er Bai Wu Xiao Xiao, are you drawing a prison on the ground?'"

  A'ge's dry lips cracked open, finally becoming a slight lick of his lips.

  "He is our squad leader!"

  I turned to Bu La and asked for an explanation, "Do you understand what this means?"?

  "Mind your own business. I'll talk when my tongue feels better." said without a care.

  We followed him like seven or eight tails to our residence. Perhaps we were used to making hypocritical concessions when fame and fortune came, but this guy's petty behavior was the exact opposite extreme.

  "Now, let's take a look at his camp," he announced.

  We are always following closely behind, I found out. It's as if we subconsciously want to follow.

  The KMT 1st Division was the only one. It was heavily battered, and Xiao Zui's brother was in that branch. After reorganization, it was rebuilt by Yu Xiaqing and pulled back to the east coast. The main force of the fortification defense is now the first division of Yu Shi, and the commander is Yu Xiaqing's younger brother - that is, he has the surname Yu.

  So Ah Yi's deputy team leader was treated by me as a vicious joke, no matter how Wang Ba looks at green beans, it shouldn't be like this. I gave up thinking about "your team", if we had ever been together as one team, we would have all died at the South Heavenly Gate.

  Your team. Our team. My team.?

  Dusk has fallen on Zenith.

  A door creaked open and, apart from a few piles of straw and some guy who was either fast asleep or dazedly waking up, you wouldn't expect to see anything else.

  We crowded behind the busy pushing door, and now the schadenfreude expression has gradually shifted to our faces.

  This room is where I and Veterinary Hǎo sleep, we both are behind the dead body, so in front of the dead body is naturally a pile of straw. He reluctantly used his foot to stir the straw a bit, an old mouse scurried out.

  I said: "The lice in this room are densely packed together."

  "Die, die! He glanced at me and said, 'Where are your weapons?'"

  The snake's fart is called the mourning star: "You're up."

  The Mourning Star took a step forward and stretched out a pair of iron fists, "Iron Sand Palm."

  He died, just like he was slapped in the face. "Braised duck chop... I said Yu Xiaoqing, this bird man, how could he say that I'm just a broken life?"

  We all burst out laughing, such happiness, no seriousness, no responsibility, the dead are just dead, those who should return have returned, let's just be happy.

  We didn't laugh because that guy was looking at us with a slanted eye, and everyone who has followed him knows that when he does this, something bad is going to happen.

  "He shouted: 'I am your captain! This means you are my team! One plus one equals two, do I need to say it again and again? Even pigs have become as cunning as Meng Fanyi. Is this how a demon lives?"

  We can't laugh anymore, not because what he said was so hurtful, but because the person he's yelling at isn't us. He's talking to that mouse with his butt. The mouse is strolling away from us, seemingly unafraid.

  Mice, we've long grown accustomed to them. They're probably most skilled at sniffing out the smell of human decline, and they also know that declining humans no longer pose a threat to them, so they swagger in and out of every house.

  That guy solemnly recited to the mouse: "Dragons beget dragons, phoenixes beget phoenixes, turtles are originally of the king's kind, mice can dig holes. A broken life brings broken goods."

  A shoe flew over, a big one, and that mouse let out a miserable cry before it died.

  The dragon jumped past and picked up its own shoes, while holding back laughter, "Team leader, it's not good, your brother is hung."

  That guy didn't even open his eyes as he pulled downwards, "Pitiful. My team isn't a war of attrition, just one mouse left, what's left of my team now?" He finally turned to face us, with a vicious and venomous sneer, "Let me take a look, my team."

  We stared at him, we were a bit anxious, this guy could drive people crazy with his jokes, he had that kind of quality.

  "Are there twenty-two more of these damn people?"

  "Damn it, damn it. Obviously, the person who kicked in the door had already counted our heads. 'Don't count me in. I'm not dead, but I don't want to be included with you bunch of bastards.'"

  I hastily forced a smile and said, "We also didn't expect you to come back so soon, Tuanzhu. You've returned, but why are you hospitalized?"

  "Die, die, die! I don't care about this little setback. Fine, I hope that within five minutes there are only twenty-two of you damn humans left here!"

  We were stunned and didn't quite understand what it meant.

  He kicked half of the hay into our faces, "Sweep the floor!"

  We swept with a frantic speed, threw away the garbage, used all our strength to sweep the floor, scraped off spider webs, caught mice, and since the fleas and bed bugs in the mats were beyond control, we simply carried out the straw and burned it in a fire that lit up the sky.

  He's dead, he's dead, doing nothing over there, watering the flower translated by Ah, got tired of watering after a couple of times, pulled down a leaf to study, later he tried to feed that leaf to the dog meat.

  The dog gazed at this human's foolishness with a cold eye.

  Now we have twenty-two rooms in the yard, two rows of houses where we used to live with open doors, empty but clean, it really looks like a private residence now.

  And our team was so neat that it almost moved us, I don't remember how long we haven't lined up.

  He stared at us with his eyes wide open, and the dog meat behind him looked like his accomplice.

  "Stop staring, okay?"

  "Only twenty-two of them are still alive."