"I missed her, right?"

Xiang Du began to sob, and the older man's tears were shed more than the wronged children.

When he cried like this, Mr. Bu's heartbeat almost stopped and he cried together.

"Daughter! Why are you leaving like this? You keep me, the old father, alive in this world without relatives! Why are you so cruel!"

Mr. Bu was crying, his boss cried, and his bodyguards learned to hum a few words.

This place has become a funeral venue.

Zuo Lan and Rang Bai looked at each other, and they were also wondering whether they should comfort themselves or cry together.

After thinking about it, Zuo Lan patted the sad Mr. Bu: "Brother, don't be sad, life is impermanent, life and death are destined."

"You are gone! I am not alive anymore! What's the point of making that money? Why not..."

The bodyguards had sharp eyes, and their pretended wailing turned into loud crying, as if they had really lost their family, striving to express their loyalty to their boss.

Suddenly, Mr. Bu rose and crawled, holding Xiang Du, and asked with red and swollen eyes: "Where is it? Where is it buried? I want to go and see it."

"What?" Xiang Du wiped his tears, "Where did it be buried?"

"Where is my daughter buried? Are she buried with those stinky men? Are she buried on the battlefield... No one will collect the body, right? Tell me, boy, tell me quickly."

"No, you misunderstood. She is very safe in the field hospital and should be fine."

Mr. Bu wiped his eyes, and he was puzzled. He held Xiang Du's shoulder with one hand: "Say it again? My girl is still alive? Then why are you crying?"

"I regret my life."

The dry and thin Mr. Bu is physically shattered at the touch, and even so, he still hit Xiang Du's face with one punch.

I looked at Xiang Du's head and moved it, and then it didn't happen again, and all the attack power was cancelled.

Zuo Lan advised: "Old Bu, calm down, calm down, don't worry."

Like a farce, Mr. Bu chased Xiang Duman's room and beat him, took off his shoes as a weapon, and waited until he was exhausted before he was still breathing.

Everyone calmed down, Zuo Lan stood in the middle and expressed his opinion on the matter: "That, I was beaten and cried, everyone, calm down. We should discuss now and discuss what we should do next.

Do that son-in-law, where is the battlefield hospital?"

Xiang Du retreated alertly. He would never dare to bear Mr. Bu's anger and shook his head frankly: "I don't know this, I'm just a soldier, but we platoon leader should know."

"Then where are you platoon leaders?"

"The Palace."

"It's still early, take me here, we're the two of us."

"Okay, no problem." Xiang Dupaiba was covered in dust, "But there is still a war zone there. Do you dare to go? Also, I am a deserter now and may not be able to recommend you."

Zuo Lan laughed and walked to Xiang Du friendly, and picked up the guy with one hand.

"You don't have so much nonsense! Let's go!"

Xiang Du has experience and experience in walking in the royal capital. He lived here alone for several days and basically confirmed the safety of the entire country.

In fact, the more you go north, the more obvious the air unique to the entire capital is, and the smell after the body rots, it smells bad.

After a walk around, they finally walked outside the building stationed by the Taiwan Platoon. This section of the road is not short and it takes several hours to rely on two legs. The area of ​​the capital is quite large.

When I arrived at the destination, it was dark for a long time.

"It's strange, why is there no one guarding me?" Xiang Du murmured at the intersection of Xiaolou, "It shouldn't be, has it been transferred?"

"You'll know if you go over and take a look."

"OK."

Xiang Du sneaked over and then went upstairs. After about two minutes, he waved downstairs.

Zuo Lan received the signal and ran upstairs.

You can still see the traces of life here, and the building is empty.

Xiang Du said with his hands, "It's not my fault. I guess he's changed his defense. I've tried my best."

Zuo Lan looked left and right in the room. He stepped to the window. There was the palace in front of him, and there was a stinking person in front of the palace.

The cruelty of fighting is far beyond ordinary people's imagination.

The palace where the emperor lived had changed, densely packed with bullet holes, and none of the windows were complete.

"Be careful, don't get shot."

Xiang Du kindly reminded that he had a psychological advantage, and he felt that Zuo Lan was simply an ordinary person who had never seen the battlefield.

As an ordinary person, he must be curious.

However, Zuo Lan did not leave the window, but instead told some things from the past: "I have been in the king's capital for some time in person. To be honest, the noble ladies at that time were all sticking to me, which made me so annoyed.

I also know many big names and have a place at the banquet..."

“Yes, yes, you’re amazing.”

"You don't believe it?"

"I believe it."

"Boy, look at your bear." Zuo Lan turned around and looked at Xiang Du, "You have worked in the timber factory on the south side, right? I remember you."

"I remember you, too."

"It's a pity that it's all the past, and who can know what the future will be? People always have various uncertainties."

After hearing this, Xiang Du muttered a few complaints, and then said, "Can we stop feeling emotional? Do we still have to search? If we look for it again, we can only go to the east, just opposite the palace."

Zuo Lan ignored these words, and he was amazed: "There are so many unarmed men lying down? Pulling out the civilians? Is it unethical. This kind of thing should be done by Minba. By the way, Minba is looking for it now

It’s not right? I pulled part of Dale, and some were liberated by Taihui people, and some escaped."

He kept smacking his lips, making Xiang Du think that this man was a lunatic.

Xiang Du waited quietly at the stairs, and waited for this guy to be crazy.

Waiting and waiting, something happened outside the palace, and a team of soldiers gathered quietly to prepare for a new round of attacks.

The main force of the commando team was assigned to Taihe, and in addition to them, there was another platoon that was pieced together.

In fact, these soldiers were unwilling to go up and had been attacking for five days. The strong outer wall of the palace was a barrier that protected the foreigners inside.

The soldiers felt uncomfortable intestines and smelled too bad. Because of this smell, most people couldn't eat and couldn't sleep well. It can be said that they had no advantages in spirit and physical health. The only advantage was that Taihui people didn't have much ammunition.

The soldiers under Taihe's calm opponent said: "Every group must be protected alternately, dispersed, and used corpses as cover to advance until the charge distance. The smell is very bad, I know that if you want to find a way to overcome it, everything is in progress.

It's been tonight."

The soldiers nodded one after another.

"Okay, let go, move."

The commando dispersed, and everyone lay on the ground, advancing little by little with the smallest movements and the faintest movements.

The commanders watched anxiously. It was already the sixth day. If they could not take the palace, they would be unstable.

"The command is good." Zuo Lan commented, "It's not moral enough. I like this guy's command style. It's comparable to our old sand, but it's still not too late."

“Unexpected enough?”

"Yes, it's not moral enough, and you can find a way to lack heavy weapons. You don't have to fight with a gun, but you have to use your brain when fighting."

"I want to hear your opinion." Xiangdu sat on the ground with a sneer, "Listen to the ears, please give me advice."

"You are not sincere, I don't teach people who are not sincere. But this commander will beat you to death, thinking that it's okay if you lie down? I can see that Taihui people are blind?"

Xiang Du kept sneering and simply stopped listening. Of course he could see here. The vision here was in the back. He became more and more certain that this person didn't know how to fight.

Taihui's army drew two machine guns to shoot, shooting rhythmically at the soldiers crawling forward on the ground.

The bullets roared, and the two platoons of soldiers had already suffered casualties, but they were still moving forward in an orderly manner.

The firepower of the machine gun was on the body that had been stuck in the mortal world for many days. There was nothing else except rolling up a little bit of meat. Human blood had already dried up.

There are no stars tonight, and it is difficult for Taihui people to tell which one of the living people on the ground is, so take care of every place as much as possible.
Chapter completed!