typeface
large
in
Small
Turn off the lights
Previous bookshelf directory Bookmark Next

Chapter 825 Extra orthographic characters

Early the next morning, everyone drank a bowl of thick rice porridge, and each received a piece of horse meat the size of a finger. Under the leadership of the young monk Sehao, they embarked on the journey back home.

Siluke.

"Little Master Sehao said that he doesn't know the way back either. He has only been as far as here. We can only move forward along the traces left by the large army in front."

Zhou Guochang, who was walking at the front of the team alongside Wei Ran, was waving his Gurkha scimitar in his hand to cut off the vines blocking the road, while he was translating the little monk's reminder with great energy.

"Squad leader, why don't you just ride on a donkey and take the medicine to catch up with the army first?" Qin Shouzheng, who was walking side by side with the young monk each holding a donkey, came up with a bad idea.

"Do you really think there are no tigers in this mountain?"

Squad Leader Liang said angrily, "It won't be a big deal if I get picked up by a tiger. But if those medicines are lost, it will be troublesome."

"More than tigers"

Zhou Guochang translated loudly again, "Little Master said that mosquitoes in this forest can eat people. Everyone must wear anti-mosquito masks, and never drink raw water, let alone eat all kinds of wild fruits and..."

"You two can't live without 'Little Master Says', so you two might as well get married." Tan Shouzheng suppressed his anger and joked, "Maybe next year we can have a baby...ah!"

Before he could finish the unscrupulous words in his mouth, Squad Leader Liang gave him a slap in the face and said, "Shut your stinky mouth!"

"He doesn't understand," Qin Shouzheng defended, covering the back of his head.

"Speak with virtue"

Squad Leader Liang, who caught up from the end of the team, added another blow in frustration, "Young Master Sehao doesn't have to follow us, but if he follows us, he might be able to save someone's life. You kid won't say anything like that anymore."

Doorman, I'll stuff donkey dung balls into your mouth."

Qin Shouzheng grinned after hearing this, but in the end he still didn't dare to say anything else - even though Luke, the businessman watching the fun at the back of the team, had already laughed so hard, and even though Wei Ran, the leader of the team, had just turned around and aimed at him when he was being slapped.

He pressed the camera shutter.

After teaching the man who kept his mouth shut, Squad Leader Liang took out his cigarette bag and knocked it on the brim of the helmet above his head. He lit another cigarette and continued to chat in a low voice with Luke, who was also carrying a backpack and walking side by side at the end.

.

Near noon, the roar of airplanes was heard again overhead, and everyone immediately hid in the woods on the roadside.

Who knows whether these flies flying all over the sky really found the target or dropped the bomb to solve the problem, but they could hear the deafening explosion clearly even from a mountain top. As for what was in the bombed place

, but we can only find out when we get there.

Waiting patiently for the plane above them to get further and further away until there was no movement, the two young men, Tan Shouzheng and Zhou Guochang, spat together.

"If those idiots fly lower, I will definitely shoot them down!" Zhou Guochang said fiercely.

"Stop being hysterical and let's go."

Qin Shouzheng led the donkey and made a perfunctory remark. Although he was just a cook, he was still much better than Zhou Guochang, who had never been on the battlefield. He did not think it was an easy thing to shoot down a plane with a rifle.

After the small episode, the team continued on the road, and the topic among the three young men also shifted to how long the young monk Sehao could last while walking barefoot.

"I used to climb barefoot."

Qin Shouzheng was the first to say, "But in this hellish place, wearing straw sandals can cause pain, so I don't dare to go barefoot."

"I have never walked barefoot," Zhou Guochang said for the second time. "My father is very strict and never lets me walk barefoot like the Burmese."

"Wei Ran is just like you. I guess he is also a rich young man." As Qin Shouzheng spoke, he also pointed to the ammunition boots Wei Ran was wearing.

"I'm not some rich young man."

Wei Ran quickly waved his hand, "But I know a friend who can also climb mountains barefoot, and he is so fast that he can't catch up."

"Is it faster than Master Sehao?" Zhou Guochang asked curiously.

"That friend of mine..."

Wei Ran smiled, "Even his fast machine gun can't catch up with him. I guess even these two donkeys can be killed by him."

"Nemo Egg will wave!"

Qin Shouzheng subconsciously spoke a pure dialect, then sighed and asked with almost certainty, "Is he also a poor man?"

"Yes." Wei Ran looked up at the top of his head, "He is also a poor man."

"What's the difference between the poor and the rich?" Zhou Guochang sighed and said, "In this world, if you don't beat away the little devil, there will be no way to survive."

The suddenly serious topic made the three young people lose interest in chatting. In the dense forest, the only thing left was the braying of the two donkeys from time to time.

Around three o'clock in the afternoon, the exhausted people climbed over a hill again, and Squad Leader Liang, who was walking at the end, was finally willing to let everyone rest again.

After being exhausted, they helped unload the burdens on the two donkeys. Everyone helped clean up the blood-sucking locusts hanging on their bodies. Then they sprinkled 666 powder to prevent leech and everyone found a place to sit down.

"Did you smell anything?" Qin Shouzheng asked, sniffing.

"What does it smell like?" Zhou Guochang asked, sniffing as he took the dried fish distributed to him by squad leader Liang.

"It smells bad." Qin Shouzheng stood up as he spoke, and took two steps to the side curiously. He used the bamboo pole in his hand as a walking stick to pull away the dense grass, and looked around to find the source of the smell.

"Quick! Come and see!" Tan Shouzheng suddenly shouted in panic, staggering back a step and sitting on the ground.

Hearing this, Wei Ran was the first to put down the kettle and rushed over.

When he followed the trembling bamboo pole in the opponent's hand and looked over, his heart trembled. It was a thigh that had been chewed up with almost only bones left. Below the knee connected to it, you could still see the broken parts.

The leggings, the maggots that were constantly writhing, and the straw sandals still on the feet.

A little further away, there was a half-broken corpse hanging on a crooked tree.

After looking at each other with Qin Shouzheng, Wei Ran immediately loaded the gun and walked over cautiously.

As the distance got closer, the unique smell of decaying corpses hit my face. Large and small pieces of human bones were also sparsely scattered in the grass along the way.

By the time they reached right under the big tree, Qin Shouzheng had already vomited out, and at the same time frantically gestured towards Squad Leader Liang and others who were following behind, telling them not to come over.

Soon, the overly curious Zhou Guochang and businessman Luke, who originally had a dried fish in his mouth, were among those who vomited.

But under the big tree, Squad Leaders Wei Ran and Liang looked up in silence, looking at the corpse with half of its internal organs eviscerated, and at the dilapidated Expeditionary Force uniform on the corpse.

And the British-style steel helmet that is still worn on the head.

After looking around at his surroundings, Wei Ran climbed up the big tree and carefully picked up the broken body.

At the same time, Squad Leader Liang quickly walked back to the resting position, found the engineering shovel from his backpack, dug a hole under the tree where the body was found, and together with Wei Ran, put the body together and put it away.

Go in.

"Where did this corpse come from?" Squad Leader Liang asked to himself as he searched for rocks from around and pressed them on top.

"It shouldn't be far. I'll go look around."

Before Wei Ran finished speaking, he had already stood up. Unfortunately, the heavy rain yesterday had washed away almost all traces.

After observing left and right, Wei Ran simply continued to move forward along the path left by the troops in front, and at the same time he was distractedly observing the surrounding environment.

Before he could find anything unusual, Qin Shouzheng had already caught up with him, "I'll look for it with you."

"Is everything okay?" Wei Ran asked without looking back.

"No, it's okay." Qin Shouzheng replied with a pale face.

"Go keep an eye on Luke."

Wei Ran subconsciously wanted to pat the other party's shoulder, but the latter's subconscious step back also reminded him that he had just carried the badly decomposed corpse and had not washed his hands.

"Sorry, go and keep an eye on him." Wei Ran withdrew his hand in time, turned around and quickened his pace, leaving Qin Shouzheng standing there with a guilty look on his face.

Not far along the road down the mountain, Wei Ran stopped. Not far ahead, a series of conspicuous bomb craters were evenly scattered on the road down the mountain. Every once in a while, one or two craters were hastily covered.

Fill in.

At this time, small carnivores such as bobcats were still surrounding the filled bomb craters, and they were busy digging out the bodies buried in the craters.

"Da da da!"

Wei Ran pulled the trigger expressionlessly, and the harsh gunshots successfully left behind a few small animals that were not afraid of death.

"Ta-ta-ta! Ta-ta-ta!"

Wei Ran chased the escaping little animals and fired burst after burst, either leaving them behind or not stopping until they completely disappeared.

"What's wrong?" When the gunshots stopped, Squad Leader Liang also chased after him.

"Over there"

Wei Ran raised his finger and pointed to the grave pit in the distance, put a magazine on his submachine gun, walked over and said, "This place must have been bombed by Japanese planes. Many people died... many people died."

Walking to the edge of the first crater that served as a tomb, the strong smell of corpses spread across the floor, and the bones dug out by various small animals were scattered all over the ground, making it almost impossible for the two of them to find their feet.

The place.

He carefully walked to a tree whose bark had been shaved off. The bark was clearly engraved with completely unfamiliar beings, as well as the numbers belonging to the new 22nd Division or the 96th Division.

After a brief silence, Squad Leader Liang silently bent down, picked up a bloody patella, and then picked up a shoulder blade that belonged to someone unknown, and staggered them back to the shell crater, which was only covered with a thin layer of soil.

He was also mumbling nervously in a dialect that Wei Ran couldn't understand.

Looking back at Qin Shouzheng who was kneeling not far away, Wei Ran let out a long breath and bent down to help collect the bones scattered on the ground.

After a while, Tan Shouzheng, who was in tears, gritted his teeth and came to help. A little later, Zhou Guochang and the barefoot young monk Sehao also joined the procession of collecting the bones.

In the end, even businessman Luke, holding an engineering shovel, silently helped bury the exposed bones.

Finally, when the originally slightly concave crater turned into a slightly raised small grave, Sehao sat cross-legged in front of the grave, clasped his hands and recited some sutras that only Zhou Guochang might be able to understand.

arts.

Under the tree with the names of the deceased engraved on it, Squad Leader Liang tremblingly took off the German lunch box hanging on the donkey, and took out a small writing brush and a two-headed gun oil can from it.

In the chanting that was neither hasty nor slow nor could any emotion be heard, Squad Leader Liang took off the steel helmet on his head, raised his head to read a name, lowered his head and carefully wrote a stroke. On top of the steel helmet, there was also another

After starting a column, one straight character after another appeared that carried too much pain.


This chapter has been completed!
Previous Bookshelf directory Bookmark Next