Although Biaozi had expanded the warning area, there was still no sign of the Japanese approaching around the camp. Biaozi knew that Murong's sacrifice was worth it, and it was time to comfort the hero's spirit in heaven.
Early the next morning, Biaozi took several brothers to find the place where the last explosion sounded. In a messy grass, he saw the corpses of two Japanese soldiers and Murong lying on his back, his chest had been blown up by a grenade.
rotten.
"You bastard little devil." Xiao Fuzi went up and kicked the devil's body.
Biaozi walked to Murong's body and arranged it silently. Caogen'er saw this and came over to help. Huineng stood aside with his hands clasped and muttering something. Perhaps he was using the monk's method to help his brother.
Let the dead souls be transcended.
Murong's sniper rifle has been blown up, the pistol must have been taken away by the Japanese, and there are only some scattered daily necessities in the backpack. Biaozi solemnly tore off the armband on Murong's left arm and held it tightly in his hand. After a while, he
He stuffed it into the pocket of his military uniform jacket.
"Dig a grave and bury it here." Biaozi said in a low tone.
The brothers did not agree. Two engineering shovels dug a grave in a short time. There was no coffin, no wreath, no paper horse, no incense candle, no fire paper, only three lit cigarettes, standing in front of the grave, curling green.
Smoke, a handful of loess, hats taken off to express condolences, military salutes, heroic souls passed away, and souls returned to their hometown.
After Yuesong and the others rode their motorcycles for a while on the road, they didn't dare to be too showy, so they abandoned their motorcycles on the side of the road and walked through the jungle to return to their brothers.
"The captain is back." Lei Hang shouted, and all the brothers came over. Laifu also swung his tail and kicked his front hooves on the ground.
"I bought braised pork, let's eat meat." Guido said happily to everyone.
Yuesong walked over, took the blood-stained sheet from Guido's hand, and walked straight towards a big banyan tree.
The brothers looked at the captain's face ashen, and no one responded to Guido's suggestion. They all followed the captain towards the big banyan tree.
Yuesong opened the sheet, placed the Japanese Lieutenant's head on the ground, took out three cigarettes, lit them, stuck them on the ground, knelt on his knees, kowtowed three times as if paying homage to his ancestors, stood up and bowed three times
, and said: "Your Majesty, Commander Dai, people from Jingchu, Luo Yuesong, captain of the reconnaissance team of the 200th Division of the Expeditionary Force, would like to pay homage to the hero's soul. The head of a mere Japanese lieutenant is naturally not worthy of being used as a sacrifice. Please Commander Dai, please allow me, Luo Yuesong, a moment."
I will slaughter the senior generals of the Japanese army in the coming days and pay tribute to you again. I, Luo Yuesong, swear to God here that I will not defeat the Japanese army and avenge the division commander. I swear that I will not be a human being."
"Revenge." Lei Hang shouted.
"Revenge." The brothers vowed.
"Wine." Yuesong said.
Guido quickly took out a bottle of wine from his bag and offered it with both hands.
Yuesong took the bottle, unscrewed the cap, sprinkled some on the ground, raised his neck and drank a few sips, then handed the bottle to the brothers beside him, and each of the brothers took a sip of wine.
Yuesong took out his own speed machine, pointed it at the sky, and after three gunshots "ba", "ba" and "ba", Yuesong said loudly: "Sir, the brothers are off to the war."
After saying that, he led his brothers and moved on without looking back. He was determined to move forward with iron-blooded determination.