The big guy watched him searching, and no one cared about even after passing through the most dangerous window.

"Where is the platoon leader? Where is the platoon leader?"

"What are you doing with the platoon leader? What are you doing when you come back?"

It was still Dazhuang who grabbed Xiang Du and took him out of the danger zone.

Xiang Du forgot the surroundings and didn't know anything.

When everyone realized it, a soldier quietly retreated to the stairs and was about to go downstairs.

"This grandson is going to report! Stop it!"

It would be fine if he didn't shout, but he shouted out in one go. The inspector ran downstairs a few steps, and the soldiers chased him for dozens of meters but failed to catch up.

Baishitong handed Xiang Du a kettle, and the latter raised his head and poured it hard like he hadn't drunk water for many days.

The artist smelled the foul smell in the room and waved his hand and said, "Just like climbing out of the dead, don't look for the platoon leader, hurry up and leave. If you don't leave, you will be pulled out and shot."

To say this, it's really right.

Drink a pot of water and asked everyone: "Where is my gun?"

The artist kindly reminded: "Good son, you lost your gun by yourself. Where can I find it for you?"

"military uniform?"

"You took it off too. You took it off yourself. You have lost your memory, right?"

The soldiers in the platoon looked at Xiang Du, who was like a hysterical person, talking nonsense in the room.

Da Zhuang and Yu Lian looked at each other, and then the two attacked at the same time, twisting Xiang Du's joints firmly pressed on the ground.

After being suppressed, Xiang Du struggled unyieldingly, Dazhuang called on others to help: "Look for ropes, find ropes, tied them up for him."

The artist got a rope for rock climbing and tied Xiang Du's hands and feet, causing the deserter to squirm on the ground.

Immediately afterwards, several people carried the maggot downstairs and arranged it to the abandoned courtyard.

The crowd looked at him in embarrassment.

"My good boy, what are you doing when you come back?" The artist squatted on the ground. "You are already a deserter. Now everyone knows that you were killed in battle. Are you going to perform a zombie for them? You will be shot, the inspector general

There is no sand in his eyes. His biggest concession is to pretend that you died in battle and give enough face to the platoon leader. At this time, don’t come back and find it unhappy.”

The more he said this, the more he was dissatisfied. He struggled violently, gritting his teeth and trying to break the rope free.

Yu Lian looked at Du like this and knew that something bad must have happened. He asked: "You said there is important information, what kind of information is it?"

After struggling a few more times, the maggots on the ground said, "There are no enemies in the entire south, none of them, and everything is in this palace."

This kind of information sounds useful, but it is meaningless in reality, because no matter what, this advance force will definitely attack the palace.

Dazhuang walked to Xiangdu, pulled out the bayonet and released the constraints on the latter's legs, and then said earnestly: "You no longer belong here. Protect your own safety and go."

The initial violent struggle stopped, Xiang Du felt like he had fallen into a bottomless pit, and he realized that this was an army, not a factory. Since he had already been a deserter, it was unlikely that he would come back.

But he still felt angry and shouted with his unyielding spirit: "Give me a gun, and leave."

This kind of intention to seek death also made the brothers anxious, so this gun could not be given.

Yu Lian pushed the artist away and squatted down and asked, "What happened? Calm down first, you can tell us if you have something to do."

"I'm going to kill these gangsters."

"Then our purpose is the same. Leave it to us to do it. Go to the north and it is safe there."

"I'm going to kill them with my own hands."

Yu Lian's head was so big that he was not very good at dealing with this emotion. To put it bluntly, he couldn't deal with rogues.

Xiang Du is now a scoundrel, he is just a friend in the army.

There is only Dazhuang here, and he doesn't say much nonsense, and he slashes his hand knife, and Xiang Du fell into a deep sleep with anger.

Yu Lian didn't forget to breathe, don't accidentally kill him.

"What should we do next?" asked the artist, "Let's tie him up again? Will he still make trouble when he wakes up?"

Facing Xiang Du, several people were at a loss. Maybe it would make sense to wait until this guy calmed down.

Now it is because of the lack of oil and salt.

"Let's do it." Yu Lian clapped his hands, "Let's put it inside for him first, and go back and find out the platoon leader's words. Maybe there is still a chance for this matter."

"Will you untie it for him?"

"Tie it first, don't tie it too tightly."

This matter can only be decided in this way. Dazhuang lifted Xiang Du to the inside of the abandoned building and felt the tightness of the rope. Only then did the few people return to the garrison.

Taihe and others held a meeting until the evening was approaching. Their face was exhausted and they were even more tired than fighting a war.

The first thing he did when he came back was to shout: "Where is that slut boy Xiangdu? Bring it to me!"

During the meeting, in order to further control the platform, Nawu secretly wrote a small note to express his willingness to let the deserter go.

This is enough for Tai He to get angry. It is the first time in his life that he has been so coerced. The first thing he does when he comes back is to find someone to vent.

The artist sent a kettle attentively and thoughtfully beat his legs.

Taihe kicked away and said coldly: "Don't do this, get that kid over, come whenever you want, leave whenever you want, and be joking."

After all, I couldn't find out the verge of the platoon leader, and there was the majesty of the platoon leader.

Dazhuang went out silently, and after he came back, he said, "That boy ran away."

Everyone looked at each other, and Taihe cursed even more.

When the storm passed, the platoon leader said helplessly: "Forget it, it's all fate, I deserve it. Let me tell you, a night attack will be launched tonight, and our mission will be stationed here, so we don't have to go anywhere.

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Xiang Du left again without saying goodbye, and the soldiers in the platoon had no choice. Where should I find such a big city?

As Taihe said, this is fate, and human power is irreversible.

That night, the advance troops attacked six times in total, and each time they were suppressed by powerful firepower. The smoothest time, they even touched the palace.

And that night, there was nothing else except for the flying bullets and wailings.

Taihe's platoon was peaceful and no matter how the troops were replenished, they never used one of their soldiers.

Until the second day, the third day and the fourth day, the palace could not be captured for a long time.

The attacking side has a serious shortage of troops, and the defense of the Atonement Army consumes little ammunition. It is still worth it to use bullets to exchange for viable forces.

There were sacrifices on both sides, and many people lay in front of the palace, and their morale was scattered to the naked eye.

In order to replenish troops, the advance team recruited civilians in the occupied cities, which was a relatively barbaric recruitment.

This glorious cause was handed over to Taihe, the platoon, and they also have complete combat effectiveness.

Including training, every recruit who is ready to go on the field will undergo simple training and then quickly enter the battlefield.

Most of the recruits didn't even have guns and could only fight with their passion.

This is also an important reason why the palace was not conquered for five consecutive days.

Nawu suffered an unprecedented crisis, and everyone was condemning him. He could not withstand the pressure from many aspects and decided to send Taihe, the platoon, as the first echelon, to participate in the battle on the sixth day.

On the same day, Zuo Lan arrived at the capital. He came in from the south, and no one defended the entire south.
Chapter completed!