At dusk, on the way back to the camp, three people and one dog pulled out four very long shadows.

This thin yellow dog has a very simple mind. It only knows that these three humans provide food when they are hungry, so they may all be able to eat a full meal in the future with them.

So the yellow dog resolutely followed the three humans.

"Since they didn't drive themselves away, they should have accepted themselves." The yellow dog who used to be a guardian dog thought so.

Unfortunately, two of the three humans ahead were not very kind-hearted.

In addition to Zhu Gusheng's feeling that the yellow dog was a little pitiful, both foodies Xu Guanghui and Peng Xiaoyu were thinking about asking Ma Xiaoping, the cooking team, to use this unlucky yellow dog to make a dog meat hotpot the next day.

The yellow dog thought they might just be missing a yard dog, but they didn't expect that these guys were just simply greedy for their bodies.

...

Back at the camp, Xu Guanghui asked a few recruits to get two buckets of water and teased the yellow dog to come under a big tree.

"Silly dog, come here quickly," Xu Guanghui squatted on the ground, trying to show off his kind-hearted look: "Let your father wash you, look at you dirty, you can't put it in the pot tomorrow."

The yellow dog ran over foolishly, and was then pressed to the ground by two new recruits. Xu Guanghui picked up a scoop of clear water and poured it on the yellow dog's head.

"Woooooo! Wang!" The yellow dog suddenly got a jug of water and began to protest in a low voice.

"Brush brush!" Xu Guanghui held down the restless dog head, took the brush handed over by the recruit, brushed it down in the direction of the dog's hair, and brushed it down with a stream of black and yellow dirty water.

"This guy is so dirty." A new recruit sighed and poured a can of water for Xu Guanghui.

Peng Xiaoyu came over from the cooking squad, holding half a carrot in his hand and gnawed: "No, when we saw it, it had just climbed up from a dirty puddle that we didn't know, and the mud was dripping from its tail."

"I'm still watching the show? Stop eating, come and help!" Xu Guanghui shouted angrily. The yellow dog pressed under him bared his teeth and shook his head, shouting constantly, trying to break free from the suppression of several people.

"You don't know to tie it up before washing?" Peng Xiaoyu smiled and said, "This is not a precious dog raised by a princess in the Qing Dynasty. Anyway, you are planning to eat it, so why not kill it first and then wash it?"

"Good idea!" Xu Guanghui gave a thumbs up, then pressed the restless dog's head hard. The "woof" in the yellow dog's mouth turned into a "squeaking and whimpering" whimpering sound.

"Hey! What are you doing?"

Xu Guanghui was trying hard to fight with the dog, but was suddenly startled by a loud roar from behind. His hand, which was holding the dog's head, let go a little, and was almost caught by the yellow dog.

"Who, do you want to die? Why are you calling me?" Xu Guanghui raised his head angrily: "Damn it, I'm scared..."

"Ah, Deputy Cheng Ying? We didn't do anything, we were bathing the dog."

"Who did you just say wants to die?" Cheng Ge tilted his head and weighed the hammer in his hand.

"No, no! I said this dog, it just wanted to bite me..." Xu Guanghui changed the topic very wisely: "We are going to have a dog in the city and plan to make a dog meat hotpot tomorrow. We are planning to wash the dog. Why don't you come and try it too?"

"Eat dog meat hot pot?" Cheng Ge smiled and said, "You can hear the screams from you across half of the playground. Why do I sound like a few **men snatched a good woman and planned to make a mistake?"

"No, it's just a dog!" Xu Guanghui hurriedly let go of the dog's head, allowing Cheng Ge to see clearly.

Fortunately, Cheng Ge came. If the military police heard the call and ran to check the situation, it would probably be that the story of a soldier who was anxious and had no money to visit the kilns would be spread throughout the city the next day.

"It's really a dog," Cheng Ge looked at the pitiful yellow dog head, and then looked at whether there were any parts hanging in the middle of the dog's legs, and his expression became even more strange: "You don't even let go of a dog? Fortunately, it's not a male dog."

The more you draw, the darker it becomes.

Xu Guanghui felt that his dog meat hotpot had been poured, so he simply relaxed his hands: "Dad dog, get out quickly."

Feeling that the power that was pressing down on him disappeared, the yellow dog climbed up, bared his teeth, and demonstrated to Xu Guanghui and others in his throat, while quickly fled from the crowd with his tail. Before running away, he turned around and glared at Xu Guanghui fiercely.

"Go what you should do, the dog meat hot pot is gone." Xu Guanghui washed his hands in the bucket and stood up in anger.

Cheng Ge shook his head: "Fatty Xu, you can really eat it. You can even catch a dog on the street. Are you not afraid of getting any disease?"

"Isn't this what I heard that Ma Xiaoping made dog meat hotpot when he opened a restaurant before?"

"The one who knows how to make dog meat hotpot is his father. Besides, what he made before was a meat dog, and it was not a dog caught casually on the street." Cheng Ge felt a little funny.

"The meat dogs in his store were also caught by dog ​​dealers on the street..." When it comes to eating, Xu Guanghui's mind was very fast.

"That seems to be true," Cheng Ge was stunned for a moment: "Okay, don't always worry about eating dog meat. We will be stationed in Wuhan for a while, so don't let the training of recruits go."

"Yes." Xu Guanghui's answer was a little weak.

"Also, you all control your mouth and belts. Now many people are staring at us, don't embarrass you. If someone commits a crime and is brought to you by the military police, I will be the first to kill him!"

"Yes!" Several new recruits hurriedly stood at attention.

...

At this time, a military hospital was in the outskirts of Wuhan.

It seemed that a company commander who had been completely wiped out by his subordinates before shot himself in the head while he was recovering from his injuries. His brain was covered with a wall, which scared two patients and a nurse. He also called the military police battalion commander who guarded the hospital to take off his hat. The hospital stipulated that no one was allowed to keep weapons, and all Qi Heng's pistol and rifles were taken back by Cheng Ge.

So Qi Heng lived a day of recuperating in bed and saving his wounds. Every day, he either argued with Yang Wu or stared at the female nurses coming and going in a daze.

The surrounding areas of Wuhan are still very calm. Although the Japanese have made some plans, they have not yet rushed here. There are not many wounded soldiers in the hospital, and more are the patients who have to lie in the hospital after getting sick.

It seemed that his own people did not show their faces. The Central Army was a little dissatisfied. It should have been to prevent Qi Heng and his fishermen from benefiting. The reception staff in Wuhan refused all the reporters who wanted to interview Qi Heng and other wounded people.

Their external statement is that the wounded need to rest, not just journalists, but some students and people who have always visited the wounded in the heroic army were also stopped. This has made Qi Heng and others much more idle, at least they don’t have to say some sentences full of national justice every day, making them dry and speechless.

Hong Liang couldn't hold back his loneliness, but Qi Heng and Yang Wu were fine. Anyway, according to Yang Wu's words, now he is full and has a bed to sleep, and he doesn't have to exchange his life for life. This is a life like a god.
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