"Commander, take the brothers to build more rafts. With so many people crossing the river, how many rafts can we rely on to survive?"
"Tie the raft firmly, don't let me sink my weapons and equipment into the river!"
Liao Mingyu had two rifles hanging on his back and his No. 4 sniper rifle in his hand.
It's not that he was unconventional, but there were simply too many weapons seized. Each of the Sichuan Legion soldiers was carrying several guns, as well as countless supplies and equipment.
Especially the grandson Kang Ya, who looked like a mobile grocery store, with pockets full of all kinds of cigarette cans, gold rings, and even two pairs of little devil's big leather shoes hanging around his neck.
He still felt that it was not enough, so he made a carrying pole and bamboo pole, filled with good things stolen from the little devils.
The little devil would be really unlucky for eight lifetimes if he met him.
"You little thing, are you out of your mind because you have picked up so many gadgets and want to go home for the New Year? If you have the strength, you might as well carry a machine gun for me."
Mi Long held a light machine gun in one hand. He was very tired. When he saw Kang Ya swinging on a pole, he suddenly became angry and kicked him on the butt.
"Ouch! What's wrong with you? You're a loser."
Kang Ya quickly carried the bamboo pole and picked it away from the dragon. Facing the tall dragon, this guy only dared to curse.
The team stopped temporarily by the river. Most of the soldiers were cutting down trees to make rafts, while the rest supported and cared for the wounded to rest where they were.
Snake Butt, the cook, took out the army pot and set up a small stove by the river. He peeled off the skin and cramps of the little snake he caught yesterday and put it into the pot to stew.
The others had goosebumps all over the floor, and they all looked at this Cantonese guy who dared to eat anything with disgust.
Liao Mingyu squatted on a dead tree lying across the river. His stomach was already empty after working hard all night. He took out a can of canned beef from his pocket and started to feast on it.
He pushed Long Wenwen next to him, and originally wanted to ask him if he wanted to have a bite, but Long Wenwen, who was leaning against a dead tree, fell to the ground with such a push.
"Huh? Are you dead?"
Long Wenwen suddenly fell down without warning, and Liao Mingyu was really shocked.
"Being the leader of the group, Mo Zi? Yeah! Are you dead, dead, dead?"
Bu La happened to pass by with a bundle of branches. When he heard the leader's shout, he turned around and saw Long Wenwen lying on the ground with his eyes closed. No matter how much the leader shook him, there was no movement.
"What nonsense, don't talk nonsense."
Liao Mingyu scolded him angrily, then pulled away from Long Wenwen and touched the carotid artery.
There is also a pulse. It seems that he was in a temporary coma caused by physical exhaustion just like in the original drama.
"He must be too tired and fell asleep. Don't worry about him, just go about your business."
Liao Mingyu explained to Bu La. Long Wenwen hadn't slept well since he first met them in the small warehouse.
Sometimes he even felt that Long Wenwen had endless energy and was always circulating in the team. Leading troops in war is not just playing tricks. I have not had the experience of leading a large army. During this period, I relied on the knowledge and memories of later generations of military academies to explore.
If it weren't for the experienced Long Wenwen, Liao Mingyu would not be able to manage this team of more than a thousand people by himself.
It's time to give this guy a good rest.
Long Wenwen had a sweet dream, dreaming that he returned to Zenda and married a beautiful woman, who also gave birth to a child for him.
Just as the three of them were having a good time, there was suddenly a heavy sound of gunfire behind him. He suddenly looked back and saw that more than a thousand soldiers of the Sichuan Army were standing on the shore looking at him eagerly.
His heart suddenly became cold, and he looked at his wife and children beside him. There was no one there, only two graves, one large and one small.
The sound of gunfire seemed to still be ringing in his ears, and he suddenly remembered that he still had an unfinished mission, to take those brothers home!
When he looked back again, the soldiers disappeared in an instant, leaving only corpses and bones floating on the river.
Long Wenwen knelt by the river, his face full of tears. He shouted desperately: "Let's go! I will take you home!"
At this moment, Long Wenwen, who was lying on the ground, suddenly woke up. He suddenly opened his eyes and looked around.
At this time, the soldiers of the Sichuan Army were busy building rafts.
Phew~
Heaving a heavy sigh of relief, Long Wenwen sat up and calmed down, looking at the tall figure standing by the river.
Fortunately, now he is no longer the only one to bear this burden.
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"Tuanzi, look, what are those bastards across the river doing?"
Meng Fanglia handed the binoculars to Liao Mingyu.
Liao Mingyu frowned, picked up the telescope and carefully observed the situation on the other side.
I saw the soldiers on the opposite side were tense and full of gunpowder. All the soldiers put their guns on the ground and were ready for battle. The muzzles of several mountain cannons behind that position were aimed at the Sichuan Army Corps on the west bank.
Liao Mingyu could see clearly that Yu Xiaoqing was standing on the shore at the moment, looking at them with a telescope in his hand.
"Hmph, Yu Xiaoqing doesn't welcome us very much."
"They're waving flags!" Meng Fanglia said, pointing to the flag-waving soldier on the other side.
"Ayi! I remember that you know semaphore, let's see what they say."
Liao Mingyu immediately called Ayi over.
"Oh, oh good."
Ayi ran over quickly, looked at the gestures of the flag soldiers on the opposite side, and slowly began to think about it.
"They seem to want us to identify ourselves and explain our intentions."
"Then tell them that we are the Sichuan Army and are preparing to cross the river and go home!"
Ayi found two signaling flags and used the knowledge he learned in the officer training corps to convey Liao Mingyu's words to the other party.
After a while, a reply came from the other party.
"What did they say again?"
"Well... they don't believe our identity, and they want stronger proof of identity. That... they also said that all the members of the Sichuan Army Corps are dead, and they suspect that we are spies." Ayi translated with difficulty.
"Bah! Damn it, why are these gray grandsons so virtuous? I just won the battle and are you jealous?"
At this time, Long Wenwen came over and spat with a curse.
Liao Mingyu was very angry. This group of people was still the same, and they hadn't changed at all. He was so scared to death when facing the little devils that he would only show off his power to his own people.
"Tell them, my, Liao Mingyu's face is the most powerful proof that if Yu Xiaoqing's telescope can't see clearly, I don't mind leading my troops to hit him and let him have a good look!"
"yes!"
Ayi immediately thought about how to pass this sentence word for word. This guy who was originally a cowardly character has become more confident after this period of war.
"Commander, get the troops ready for battle and pull out all those 92 infantry cannons and 81 mortars. As long as the other side dares to fire, I'll give that son of a bitch a hard blow!"
"Yes! Group seat."
Liao Mingyu stared angrily. These grandsons had completely pissed him off. If Yu Xiaoqing really didn't open his eyes, he wouldn't mind teaching him how to fight here.
The soldiers of the Sichuan Army on the west bank immediately took action. Dozens of artillery of various types were aimed at Yu Xiaoqing's troops on the other bank. They only waited for the regimental commander's order to let them understand what it felt like to be covered by firepower.
In an instant, the two sides of the Nu River were at war with each other, and the tense scene was about to break out!
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