While there was still electricity and water, after dinner, the Dragon Boat Festival ordered people to boil water for bathing.
A group of soldiers who had not bathed for months and were sticky and smelly felt happy.
Originally, they all thought that the Dragon Boat Festival holiday was just empty talk. After all, just five hundred meters away from them, a group of little devils were watching.
But I really had a holiday, and I was treated to meals and showers.
Dragon Boat Festival was also taking a bath, and Lao Hulu was rubbing his back.
There were soldiers laughing all around, and the atmosphere was harmonious to the point of being somewhat disharmonious.
Sure enough, Lao Hulu's hand rubbing his back for the Dragon Boat Festival suddenly stopped.
Duanwu had a bad premonition, and at the same time, Lao Hulu asked in a deep and hoarse voice: "Duanwu, don't you want to go back?"
There was no accident during the Dragon Boat Festival, because these people from the security team were tricked by him.
The same goes for Lao Hulu. Dragon Boat Festival never told him the truth from beginning to end.
And he noticed several times that Lao Hulu's smile standing beside him was unnatural, and he seemed hesitant to speak.
But Duanwu has been pretending not to see it, just hoping that Lao Hulu can figure everything out.
But obviously, Lao Hulu has not yet come to such an awareness. Although he won several battles today and heard a lot while following the Dragon Boat Festival, deep down he still wanted to go home.
The word "go home" is very attractive in the war-torn era. I am afraid that here, except for the Dragon Boat Festival, there is no one who doesn't want to go home.
However, they cannot go back because someone will eventually continue the war.
Dragon Boat Festival started the perfunctory mode again: "No, we have to find an opportunity to withdraw..."
"Stop lying to me!"
Lao Gourd suddenly roared, and his angry voice alarmed the people around him. The soldiers looked towards where Duanwu and Lao Gourd were, but they all quickly avoided it.
In their hearts, Dragon Boat Festival was not only the leader of the regiment, but also a military god. Among all the people present, only Lao Hulu dared to yell at him like this.
So when encountering this kind of thing, everyone has only one thought, which is not to get involved in this muddy water.
At this time, seeing that everyone else had left, Duanwu smiled and said: "It's a joke, everyone is so angry, how can you withdraw? And the money has been sent home, you can still take it back and give it back to others
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"The Japanese army is outside, fighting one after another. How long will it last?
Do you know how many people died? Thirty-six people, and a dozen others were injured.
How many days can we last with 800 people? By then we will all be doomed!"
After saying this, Lao Hulu angrily left.
Duanwu looked at the other person's disappearing back, and suddenly felt that he seemed a little too selfish.
"If you don't come to fight this battle, then who will?"
After a long time, Duanwu suddenly roared angrily. This sentence seemed to be said to Lao Hulu, but it also seemed to be said to himself.
"Brother Dragon Boat Festival, what's wrong?"
At this moment, Xie Jinyuan walked in straightly with a handkerchief on his shoulders.
He probably knew about Lao Hulu getting angry at Duanwu. He came here to comfort Duanwu.
Xie Jinyuan said that he had just received a call from Shangfeng. The master not only praised them verbally, but also told Xie Jinyuan that as long as they persisted on the north bank for four days, they would be able to retreat after four days.
"What does four days mean? We can't change anything."
Duanwu said na na, then took his handkerchief and walked out.
Perhaps this was the first time that Duanwu felt so powerless. He didn't want to involve innocent people. But war is not a one-person affair.
No matter how strong he is, he is still just one person.
What could he change in this war? He was suddenly confused at this moment.
His mind went blank and he didn't even know how to put on clothes.
He picked up a bottle of burning knives on the table and went to the roof to get some air.
The soldiers stood at attention and saluted him, but he turned a blind eye.
Duanwu didn't know what he was thinking. Lao Hulu's complaint made a question flash in his mind: Who am I? Where am I? What should I do?
The questions in his mind made Duan Wu breathless. He unbuttoned the military uniform of the colonel commander of the 88th Division, revealing his pure white shirt.
He brought the Shao Knife in his right hand to his mouth and took a few sips.
The burning sensation flowed from the esophagus to the stomach. I don't know why it felt so comfortable.
The night wind on the roof blew on Duanwu's face, and he looked at the brightly lit south bank.
On the stage in Nan'an, Changbanpo was sung. For some reason, the actors worked extra hard today.
Looking at the people enjoying peace, the Dragon Boat Festival seems to have returned to the prosperous age of China.
"For them, I have to fight!"
Dragon Boat Festival raised the bottle of wine in his hand towards the feasting lights on the south bank, then raised his head and took another gulp.
The inner release made Duanwu finally reveal a comfortable smile.
He laughed loudly, wondering what on earth he was thinking? Isn’t it the duty of a soldier to protect his family and country? So what was he still struggling with?
"Brother? You look happy?"
Little Hubei didn't know when he appeared next to Duanwu. He held his hands on the cement wall and looked up at Duanwu who was sitting on the concrete fence and drinking.
He didn't know that half a bottle of Shaodaozi had already made Duan Wu slightly drunk.
He looked at Changshan Zhao Zilong on the stage and asked out of curiosity: "Brother, can you be like the great hero Changshan Zhao Zilong on the stage, leading us to kill the Japanese seven in and seven out?"
"Yes, why not? I will give it to you right now. Kill him with seven in and seven out!"
Dragon Boat Festival was already a little drunk, but he raised his head and took a few more sips of wine before jumping off the wall and disappearing.
"elder brother?"
In a blink of an eye, Xiao Hubei saw that the Dragon Boat Festival had disappeared. Then a white war horse suddenly flew out of the main entrance of Sihang Warehouse.
The soldiers on guard duty were a little confused and even felt dazzled.
"Who's out?"
Xie Jinyuan also saw a white shadow disappear in a flash, and he loudly questioned the soldiers standing guard. But the soldiers did not see clearly. They only saw a white horse galloping past, carrying a person on its back.
"elder brother?"
At this moment, Xiao Hubei came down from upstairs.
"What happened?"
Lao Hulu heard Xiao Hubei's cry and quickly asked what was wrong.
"My brother, I just asked my brother if he could kill him like Changshan Zhao Zilong, seven in and seven out, and then he disappeared."
Xiao Hubei replied, but at this time, Lao Hulu panicked. Someone just rode out on a white horse, is there any need to think about it?
"You little red guy..."
Lao Gourd pointed at Xiao Hubei angrily, grabbed his gun and ran out.
"Old Hulu, what are you doing?"
Xie Jinyuan was looking for who had gone out, but he didn't expect Lao Hulu to run out with a gun in hand.
Xie Jinyuan stopped the person and asked.
Lao Hulu said anxiously: "Don't stop me, Duanwu ran out. If something happens to him, how will I explain to his mother!..."