"Go and wash your face first. Look at how dirty you are. Don't..."
Shangguan Jiici blushed and knocked off Milong's hand. He glared at him with wide almond-shaped eyes: "Be honest, I still have to cook."
After saying that, she turned around and went to the kitchen, leaving only Mi Long carrying Lei Bao in the courtyard, laughing and giggling.
"Son, look what this is."
Milong took out a lot of gadgets from his backpack, such as slingshots, Trojan horses, and a whistle made of bullet shells. These were all gifts he brought to Lei Bao.
I have to say that this Tiehanhan, who is both thick and thin, is very caring. The little guy was deeply attracted by the dazzling array of toys. He ran outside to play after a while. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Milong escaped and ducked into the kitchen.
"Hey! What are you doing..."
Shangguan Jieci said angrily, his hands stretched out from behind and tightly wrapped around her waist. He was about to break free, but his powerful hands did not move at all.
"Get out of the way, don't you want to eat?"
"eat you!"
Mi Long chuckled. He couldn't even think about eating at the moment. He had been holding back for more than a month and still couldn't take the time to get intimate and affectionate.
"No, Bai Riqinguang, please keep your voice down. Old Uncle Meng doesn't like people making noise in the house." Shangguan Jiici was a little nervous, and gently pressed his jade hand on Mi Long's mouth.
"You said Meng is annoying his father? What do you care what he does? Just walk and go upstairs quickly. I have to go to the field hospital later." Mi Long curled his lips and said impatiently.
How about being intimate with your own wife? Even if the Emperor comes today, he won't care about it.
Unexpectedly, Shangguan Jieci still refused, and the two of them were arguing back and forth in the kitchen. Milong was really itchy and couldn't bear it. He smiled playfully at Xiaoqu and took Shangguan's hand and ran upstairs.
"The big girl is beautiful, the big girl is cool, the big girl walked into the green gauze tent, I looked around, I looked around, the fiery red sorghum...oo..."
"Stop singing!" Shangguan Jiici grabbed the corner of her clothes tightly and nervously tried to stop Milong's mouth. The devil almost lifted up her skirt.
"Singing these obscene songs so early in the morning is unbearable!!"
At this time, an angry shout suddenly came from the inner courtyard. The "full of energy" voice was extremely penetrating and reverberated angrily in the courtyard.
"Oh, this wicked old man!"
The two of them stopped moving instantly. Shangguan Jiici was even more embarrassed and shyly pinched Milong. The latter was also furious and turned around to kick the door.
Shangguan Jieci held on to Milong with all his strength, but unexpectedly, this guy was making false claims in the east and in the west.
Mi Long bent down and picked her up, ran upstairs without any explanation, and continued to sing loudly as if he was close:
"A big girl is beautiful! A big girl is slutty! A big girl..."
The angry Mr. Meng slammed the door and walked out, but by this time the Milong couple had already gone upstairs. He was so angry that he could only stamp his feet on the spot.
…
At this time, a motorcade traveling from east to west was driving on the Burma Highway, and the tires rolling forward raised a thick cloud of yellow sand.
Liao Mingyu rubbed his slightly sore eyelids and said involuntarily: "Brother Yu, we are almost at Zenda."
"Oh? Is it finally here?"
In the passenger seat, the sleepy Yu Xiaoqing yawned and calmly looked at the surrounding scene. Sure enough... the familiar Henlan Mountain in the distance has come into view.
They drove all night before they could get back to Zenda from Kunming.
Fortunately, Liao Mingyu brought a dozen more drivers into the team so that they could take turns driving with each other, but this also made everyone very tired.
Driving at night was not fast, and two cars broke down on the way, which delayed us even more. As a result, it was almost 12 o'clock before we finally arrived at our destination.
"Eh? There are already many troops here."
The car continued to drive, and Liao Mingyu exclaimed as he looked at the endless procession of people along the way.
Yu Xiaoqing rubbed his stiff neck and glanced casually: "Well, they are from the 6th Army and the 8th Army. They have been transporting troops to Zenda a few days ago."
"So there are tens of thousands of people in Zenda right now? With so many people gathered in this small place like Zenda, I'm afraid it's a bit crowded."
Liao Mingyu stared at the team in the distance in a daze. He didn't know why he suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.
"Yes, Zenda is overcrowded now, but they will probably have to cross the river in two days."
Yu Xiaoqing said leisurely that the three divisions of his 71st Army had already been arranged to the West Bank. Otherwise, they would not be able to do their best in Zenda with this group of people.
"Why don't they act quickly? Why are they all crowded on the east bank?"
Liao Mingyu was puzzled. With a team of tens of thousands of people so concentrated, it would be confusing and prone to problems.
"Who knows, there seems to be some problems with the supplies, and the superiors have not made good arrangements for the deployment of the army, which is why the action is so slow."
Yu Xiaoqing shook his head
…
After more than an hour of "fierce fighting", Mi Long, who was extremely satisfied physically and mentally, staggered downstairs.
After a while, the stall owner from Ximen Market also brought over the things he bought, such as cloth rolls, cotton wool, rouge, and some daily necessities such as grain and oil. They were piled all over the floor.
After sending the hawker away, Milong rolled his eyes, ran to Mr. Meng and knocked on the door.
"Old man! I came out to see you for something."
The door opened with a bang. Meng Yanzhi stared at Milong with an unkind expression, pointed at the four big words "Please do not make noise" on the door and said coldly: "Don't you know the words?"
"It knows me, but I don't know it." Milong chuckled. He was now enjoying the nectar after a long drought, and he didn't want to be the same as this mean old man.
"Hmph, what do you want from me?"
"Isn't someone asking me to bring you something? What do you intellectuals say, that you have a trust in your loyalty?" Milong raised his eyebrows and shook his head.
"It's a matter of loyalty and trust!"
Meng Yanzhi gave him a cold look. This vulgar guy actually showed off his culture.
"Do as you like. Now, your son asked me to bring you the letters, his salary, and the firewood, rice, oil and salt on the ground."
Said dragon took out a letter and a heavy bag from his backpack.
This was the military salary that Meng Fanlia had accumulated during this period, which amounted to more than 100 yuan, which was a huge sum of money in this era.
From the earliest days of the Sichuan Army, Liao Mingyu only accepted real gold and silver when selling money and cannons. He also exchanged all the French currency from his hair for cash. No matter how high the exchange ratio was, he would never hold banknotes in his hands.
Therefore, he paid his subordinates with military pay in cash, and at the worst, it was the small half-open silver dollars unique to Yunnan, and he tried his best not to use the useless legal currency.
"snort!"
Unexpectedly, Meng Yanzhi didn't take it with his hands behind his back, but instead gave a heavy snort.
"What are you doing, old man? If you don't want it, I'll take it." Milong yelled angrily, and the old guy was even more serious about it.
"Why doesn't he come back on his own? How unbecoming is it to leave his parents alone and just rely on a letter to get rid of things!?"
Meng Yanzhi scolded him with a straight face and angrily, causing Milong to stand there in embarrassment and at a loss.
In the end, Meng's mother took the things for him and secretly wiped her tears with her son's autographed letter.
Mi Long shook his head and said nothing more. He knew that talking to this pedantic and stubborn old man would be in vain. Instead, he might be hurt mercilessly by the other party.
At this point, Mr. Meng, like his son, had an unforgiving temper, so Milong was too lazy to ask for trouble and turned around to pack up his things in the yard.
"Oh, there are a lot of things to do, and we don't have much time."
At this time, Shangguan Jiici also came downstairs, silently walked to his side and asked softly: "Jiu Mei told me a few days ago that the hospital is going to be moved to the front line, right?"
"Well, the troops are moving forward. I won't be able to stay for more than two days when I come back. We have enough manpower now, so don't worry about the hospital. Alas, time is running out."
Shangguan Jieci frowned slightly and nodded calmly. Because she had a child, she could not follow the troops to the front line.
Nowadays, most of the work in the hospital has been handed over to the smart and studious Jiumei and Xiaozui, and the nurses are becoming more and more handy, so she no longer needs to worry too much.
It's just that the war is still going on, and the days after being separated from Milong... may become longer and longer.
Shangguan Jieci, who has a strong personality, does not show too much affection for her children. She knows when to speak and when to shut up, and will never affect Milong because of her emotions.
"Is he... okay now?"
As if he also heard the meaning of Milong's words, Meng Yanzhi came over at some point, pretending to be casual, and asked casually.
Mi Long unexpectedly raised his head and glanced at him. The old man was very tough on his words, but he was still thinking about his son in his heart.
Seeing Mi Long's gaze, Meng Yanzhi felt that he was losing face, and deliberately explained in a serious manner: "His mother insisted on asking, and I don't want to care about his sloppy things."
"Hey... I said you educated people like to pretend to be big-tailed wolves. You can ask whatever you want and no one will laugh at you."
Milong pursed his lips with a look of disdain, but after seeing Mother Meng standing behind with eyes full of expectation, she was too embarrassed to make fun of him anymore and immediately replied:
"Well...he's fine. He's almost become a regiment leader now. He has thousands of people under his command, so don't worry."
Naturally, he wanted to say something nice in front of his brothers and parents, not to mention that Meng Fanglia was indeed living a good life. To be precise, the old brothers who came out together were doing well.
Meng Yanzhi didn't speak, his old face was still tense, but something else could be found in his eyes that were gradually lost in thought. The worry for his son could not be hidden.
After all the hard work, the child finally became a child, which pity the hearts of parents all over the world... Even the cynical, jealous, pedantic and stubborn Mr. Meng is like this.
Buzz buzz...
The emotional atmosphere did not last long, and was instantly broken by a sudden roar in the sky.
"this…?"
"what happened?"
Several people in the courtyard looked at the sky inexplicably. Although American planes occasionally flew over on weekdays, this was definitely not the case now.
The sound of the aircraft engine was deafening, as if it was tearing the sky apart from far to near, and it was like a continuous muffled thunder in the sky, which made people feel trembling...
People throughout the streets of Zenda were stopping to watch, but they had no idea what they were going to face next.
Milong hurriedly ran outside to check the situation. Looking up, dozens of fighter planes appeared in the southwest sky, slowly lowering their altitude and flying directly over Zenda.
"Enemy air attack!"
"Quick! Sound the alarm!"
"Ugh...!!"
"Ah! Run..."
After a while, there were shouts and shouts outside, followed immediately by a piercing air raid siren.
Zenda's garrison has found out that the roar in the sky was the roar of a large group of Japanese aircraft.
Mi Long didn't have time to think too much. He picked up Lei Bao who was still playing at the door and ran back to the yard: "Quick, go to the kiln! Master, you guys go in too!"
"What...what's going on?" Meng Yanzhi asked with shock on his face.
"Japanese plane! Stop asking questions and hide inside!"
Milong shouted loudly, holding Lei Bao and holding Shangguan Jiici's hand as he ran towards the cellar in the inner courtyard.
The Japanese bombs don't recognize people. Such a large-scale flying formation will definitely carry out a major bombing. Fortunately, this house has a cellar, otherwise I really don't know where to hide.
"Stay inside and come out when there's no movement!"
After saying that, Mi Long turned around and was about to run out. When he was about to close the cellar door, a hand held him back.
"What are you doing? I have to go!"
Shangguan Jiici looked at her man with tears in her eyes, and slowly let go of her hand. Her reluctance finally turned into three words:
"Be careful!"
Mi Long's heart trembled slightly, he took a deep look at his wife and children, and finally closed the cellar door firmly without any hesitation.
As a man, he has the obligation to protect his wife and children. As a soldier, he should pick up a gun and fight the enemy. Even if the enemy is in the unreachable sky at this moment, he must not be cowed!
…
Phew… Phew… Phew…
"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Countless aerial bombs fell from high altitudes with screams, and the explosion's smoke column spread forward like a carpet!
Different from dive bombing, the bombs dropped from the Japanese Type 96 heavy bombers scattered downward in clusters, and one explosion caused a large area.
The densely populated areas below suffered a devastating blow instantly!
Phew...boom boom boom boom!
The ground was shaking and the explosions were deafening.
Houses, fortifications, people... anything that appeared within the scope of the explosion was turned into pieces in an instant.
When Milong ran outside, the streets were already in chaos. The people were frightened and ran away in all directions, trying to run home to avoid the disaster.
Broken limbs and broken arms were everywhere, and explosions and cries were heard endlessly. Zenda seemed to have turned into a Shura hell at this moment.
As bombs continued to fall, large areas of houses were blown up, and countless people and soldiers lost their lives in the smoke...
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