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Chapter 1427 Yu Xiaoqing

Wang Yan washed his hands in the yard and returned to the room. His whole body was drenched in sweat, and his pale face had recovered from the annoyance.

"Okay?"

"This is really a severe torture..." Fanla laughed miserably.

"Great punishment?" Wang Yan shook his head in amusement. "That's just the beginning. It's still far inferior to the punishment."

Yao Ma asked, "So you know? Tell us about it."

"What are you talking about? I'll just let you experience it. Come here, I'll hit you lightly and you can feel it."

"Is it that powerful?" Yao Ma stepped back subconsciously, then shook his head firmly, "Forget it, I don't want to suffer."

"Wise choice."

"Here is the medicine. It's not hot and is mild. I'll draw it out with cold water and drink it in one gulp." At this time, the veterinarian came in with a bowl of medicine and handed it to Fanla.

Seeing him pinching his nose and forcing the medicine down his throat, Wang Yan lit a cigarette and said to Fanla, who was wiping his mouth, "You will be tested for three days. If you can make it through these three days, you will basically be cured. If you can't, you will most likely be the same as before."

"Thanks, Brother Wang." Fanla clasped his fist in thanks.

"It's just something that comes naturally." Wang Yan waved his hand. "Alright, stop crowding around, let some air circulate. Is it time to cook? Go light the fire and start cooking. I'm hungry."

So everyone dispersed obediently, and the cook went to get firewood, boil water and cook.

Very easily, Wang Yan became the de facto boss.

He defeated Milong, showing his strength, and used a very professional method to treat Fanla's leg, demonstrating certain medical skills. In addition, he borrowed Milong's canned food and cigarettes and distributed them to everyone. Because of his kindness and friendly attitude, the cannon fodder group naturally obeyed him.

These are a group of people who are tired of losing the battle, lost themselves, and don't know why they are alive. They don't really have any idea of ​​becoming a boss, just eating and waiting to die in the shelter, just getting by.

It was not their fault, because after a period of recuperation, they would be pulled out to fight, so they were comfortable all day long. Milong was the bully in the shelter, but he didn't bully them normally. He said something harsh, but everyone was not afraid of being scolded, so they lived in peace.

Of course, Wang Yan had no intention of claiming to be the king, but after spending the past two days together, he naturally took the lead...

Soon, the porridge was cooked. I also boiled the vegetable leaves in water and ate a can of canned food. Then it got dark and the bad day came to an end.

Three days passed in the blink of an eye. That morning, Wang Yan removed the bandage to check on Fanla's recovery.

"How is it?" Fanla felt very painful and nervous.

Wang Yan said: "The problem is not too big, but we still have to see what happens next. It doesn't mean that we will be completely worry-free after three days. We still need to pay attention."

"Then I feel relieved." Fanla bared his teeth, "I feel like I can really get better this time."

"It can't be any worse."

Wang Yan threw the bandage aside. "Wait till night before wrapping it up. Go out to get some sunshine and wind during the day. I'll apply some more medicine to you at night. If you recover well, the stitches can be removed in another three to five days."

"Okay." Fanla smiled happily.

The border town was still quite cold in the morning. People were cooking porridge on the fire in the house. The cannon fodders were reluctant to go out and stayed together in the house, chatting about random things.

At this time, the veterinarian came in holding a pipe.

"I have something to tell you all." The veterinarian looked around at the cannon fodder in the room and said something that made people's hearts tighten, "We are about to be reorganized, and it will be soon."

When these words were spoken, the air in the room became silent for a moment. At that moment, the only sound was the crackling of firewood in the stove.

"Bullshit." Bu La showed some resistance.

"That's what you did. I'm telling the truth. After all, I'm the only doctor in this area!"

"Veterinarian!" The cannon fodder laughed.

"Okay, okay. I'm a veterinarian and you're the patients. You can even say I'm a gynecologist." The veterinarian waved his hand and said, "An officer has come to investigate the health of our defeated soldiers. He also said he would come again because the war is about to start."

This time it was even quieter, and people fell silent.

The veterinarian sighed, turned and walked out.

Fanla, who was sitting on the bed, said, "Young Master doesn't want to go to the north anymore."

"Who told you we were going north?" The veterinarian turned back again, "This time we're going south, to Myanmar. I remember Wang Yan said a few days ago that there was going to be a war, but you didn't believe it at the time. Now you have to believe it even if you didn't believe it."

"Impossible." Yao Ma said, "That was an expeditionary force. The Americans and the British gave them money, guns, and ammunition. How could we, who were raised by stepmothers, get a chance to join the army?"

Bu La agreed: "Yao Ma is right."

"Well, to put it bluntly, they just want to expand their troops, understand?" said the veterinarian, "They want to recruit all of you, do you understand? Why are they recruiting? Because the fighting over there was too fierce, and the casualties were heavy. Why were the casualties heavy? It means that they didn't win a good victory..."

"I'm going!"

Everyone turned to look, and saw Ah Yi standing at the door and said, "I want to go! I want to lead the army and fight from Burma to Shanghai! I want to avenge my father..."

As he spoke, he began to cry, very sad.

"You're making me so upset." Milong was lying on the bed, and sat down next to Wang Yan unhappily, lighting a cigarette with a look of disgust on his face: "Look at him, he's still leading troops like this? He's never been on a battlefield, and he's always been a fool. Whoever is under his command will be unlucky for the rest of his life. Brother, what do you say?"

"I have to go." Wang Yan picked up the cigarette that Mi Longsan had smoked. "Do you even need to ask? Didn't I tell you before? No matter where we go, as long as we fight the Japanese and kill the devils, I will go."

"Brother, why can't you think it through? Look at what these cannon fodder can do? They are sent out as cannon fodder to attract fire." Milong's face was furrowed.

What he said was very accurate. The role of these cannon fodder is to attract fire and to commit suicide.

Wang Yan laughed and said, "It doesn't matter. I don't know how many times I've been cannon fodder. It doesn't matter if I'm the cannon fodder or someone else is."

Milong let out a long sigh, patted Wang Yan's shoulder hard, stood up, and said unhappily: "A bunch of cannon fodder, a piece of wood that has fermented into mushrooms..."

After saying that, he stood up and walked out of the room, unwilling to look at these cannon fodder.

However, the cannon fodders' eyes all fell on Milong's back...

"Brother Wang, are you really going?" Fanla asked. "Isn't that nonsense? Besides, I have no choice." Wang Yan looked at his legs, "Unless I break my legs myself, do you think I can still run away even though I am intact?"

"That's right." Kang Ya agreed, "We're just a bunch of cannon fodder, and you still let us choose?"

"That's not impossible to avoid." Yao Ma pointed at the veterinarian, "Let the veterinarian tell us that we are sick."

Bu La said: "Those who think the ball is fine, don't you think the officers are all fools? Can't they see it? Those are all external injuries, there is no such thing as internal injuries. If there are any internal injuries, you have to die, and die quickly."

So a bunch of cannon fodder started arguing about how not to go, but after breakfast, they basically all said they wanted to go...

In the yard, the cannon fodders were basking in the sun, catching lice, and watching Milong and Wang Yan eating watermelons, swallowing their saliva secretly.

Just like in the TV series, Yangdan was picking up watermelon seeds on the ground, Doubing was fanning Milong with a cattail leaf fan, and Li Wula seized the opportunity, rushed up, grabbed the watermelon and ran upstairs.

Milong stood up cursing and started to chase after him. Taking advantage of the opportunity, Shepizi and Yaoma took advantage of the situation. Each of them grabbed a piece of watermelon and bit into it. They mixed in the crowd and watched Milong beat up Li Wula.

Wang Yan finished eating the watermelon, threw the rind aside, lit a cigarette, and sat comfortably on the stool watching the excitement.

Fanla and the veterinarian were beside him, and they didn't say anything. They just watched Li Wula get beaten silently until Li Wula was thrown down from the upstairs by Milong and fell to the ground, motionless.

Milong went downstairs and knocked Li Wula with his foot: "Don't play dead, you bastard. Look at what you have become now. It's really shameful. Bah."

After spitting on Li Wula's back, Milong kicked him twice more out of anger before walking away.

However, when he returned, he saw that the watermelon on the table was gone. He looked at Wang Yan who was smoking, and then swept his eyes over the other cannon fodders. Without saying a word, he rushed towards Yao Ma who had not wiped his mouth clean.

"You son of a bitch, you stole my watermelon? I'm going to beat the shit out of you today."

Yao Ma ran away: "I ate it all, don't just chase me, you ate the snake's butt too."

"Damn it." Snake Butt let out a strange cry and quickly dodged Milong's pursuit.

The yard suddenly became lively and quite lively.

The final result, of course, was that Milong took on two enemies at once, and beat Yaoma and Shebutt.

When this bit of vitality wore off, the yard became dead silent again, with a group of people basking in the sun and catching lice.

Near noon, the sound of a car engine was heard, followed by footsteps, and gunshots, with people shouting to assemble. Then a group of soldiers ran in with guns in their arms, and a colonel came strolling in, banging and hitting things with an iron rod, looking very pretentious.

"My last name is Yu, and my given name is Xiaoqing. My superior told me that if I went to fight in Burma, I would be given a fully equipped reinforced regiment, and I said I understood. Why?
Because I want my regiment, I want my comrades, and when I mention the name Yu Xiaoqing, I think of my regiment commander... My superiors are angry... The Sichuan Army is a regiment that has been destroyed. I said yes, I want the Sichuan Army... Someone in the Sichuan Army said that as long as there is a Sichuan guy, the Sichuan Army must not die! ..."

Just like in the original drama, Yu Xiaoqing walked in arrogantly, delivered an inspiring speech, and fired a machine gun in the yard, telling the cannon fodder that they would have all kinds of equipment when they arrived in Burma.

The tiles on the roof were broken by the sweeping, and dust was all over the courtyard. Wang Yan raised his hand to fan away the dust, very dissatisfied with Yu Xiaoqing's behavior...

With a goodbye to the front line, Yu Xiaoqing came like fire and left like the wind, but his words made the cannon fodder restless.

"Go! I must go!" Ayi expressed his opinion again.

Bu La shouted, "I'm going too! I'd be sorry to the people of Funan if I don't go."

"Why are you looking at me? I'm a man from the Sichuan Army!" Yao Ma patted his chest loudly, without showing any sign of the embarrassment he had suffered from the beating from Milong earlier.

A bunch of people started talking about it, they actually yearned for good weapons, they yearned for adequate military pay, and they talked about what it would be like to receive the posthumous pension at home...

"Young man, what do you think?" The veterinarian patted Wang Yan.

Fanla agreed: "Yes, Brother Wang, what do you think?"

"What am I looking at? I'm going to fight."

"Don't play dumb. What do you think of what Commander Yu said?" the veterinarian asked.

"He's just fooling people. What else can I do?" Wang Yan shook his head. "I've fought all the way from north to south, but I've never received my full salary. Even now, they still owe me a lot, and I don't know who to ask for it. Don't listen to his nonsense. I always lose because I've listened to these people's nonsense too much."

"Why, can I win without fooling you?"

"Based on my experience of losing battles over the years, the more boastful an officer is, the more of a fool he is. He is nothing but a bluff. He is so obsessed with the tricks of his subordinates that he rushes forward without regard for his life in a battle, while he waits behind to receive credit from his good leadership. This Yu guy has connections, he is arrogant, and such a person takes credit for a defeat."

"Hey, Brother Wang, don't be so confident. Can't people keep their promises?" Fanla teased.

"You've lost so many battles in vain. If you were someone who does what he says, would you have come here from Peking?" Wang Yan glanced at him.

Fanla asked in confusion: "Then why did you go?"

"How many times have I said it? I'm going to kill the Japs! Kill one if you can."

"I really don't understand." Fanla's face was twisted into a knot, which was his signature look of life and death.

"Then you will slowly understand." Wang Yan looked at him, "From what you said, you don't want to go?"

I was so annoyed that I didn't say anything. My mind was not focused...

The vet snorted, "If you hadn't fixed his leg, he would have died."

"Nonsense! The young master is not that kind of person! Besides, is my leg broken because of my brother?" Fanla was a little stressed.

It has to be said that the veterinarian knows Fanla best. The two have been together for a long time and communicated a lot, so the veterinarian has a clearer grasp of Fanla's temper.

The vet glanced at him and said nothing more.

Fanla was staring blankly at Bula and the others who were laughing.

Milong was lying on the hammock, fanning himself with a palm-leaf fan: "What the hell are you guys arguing about? You guys are just cannon fodder, and you're going to the war? Anyone who goes there is a useless piece of wood that needs to be burned, a fly that needs to be slapped, and it's so annoying."

Suddenly, the air became quiet and everyone looked over...

But they didn't say anything in the end, they all quietly stopped arguing...

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