It is actually a very difficult thing to let the defeated soldiers clean up themselves - let's put it this way, every piece of clothing (if that is called clothes) on them is not their own.

Just like the ragged school uniform worn by the Soldier Milong, it is very likely that it was pulled off from the dead, and he dared to take off the dead without even caring about the dead's clothes. That...

How can they make them care about their appearance?

Ayi also thought of this problem, and he said:

"It's unlikely that they want to clean up..."

Xia Tian smiled, and his smile made Ayi feel very uncomfortable. He felt like he was laughing at his IQ. Fortunately, Xia Tian immediately offered a plan, and his discomfort turned into a luminous look in his eyes.

But in the end he still said in a dilemma: "I...whether I will do it."

"Sir, there may be more difficulties in the future than this." Xia Tian said earnestly, like a villain who instigated a child to steal candy and was preparing to complain to the child's parents later.

Ayi hesitated and finally touched his pocket with difficulty. After hesitating, he slowly made a decision.

So, ten minutes later, Ayi wrote a line of words mysteriously on the door panel.

Although it was traditional Chinese, Xia Tian still recognized it: cabbage, pork, and stewed vermicelli.

"The son can teach you!"

Xia Tian shook his head, looking like he was hiding his merits and fame. His advice to Ayi was to use meat to attract the defeated soldiers, and then tell them that they could eat meat after washing it. Ayi really had a future and understood his intentions in an instant.

When Ayi first wrote, the defeated soldiers ignored what their team leader was doing for food. Ayi was not in a hurry. After writing, he calmly waited for the defeated soldiers to react. Although it was his first time to be in the shelter station, he knew too well after contacting these days that food was tempting to the defeated soldiers.

Sure enough, while he was waiting calmly, a defeated soldier looked at the words he wrote in a daze, and then pronounced uncertainly: "White? Meat? Strips?"

Obviously, this defeated soldier had limited literacy and only knew these three words.

Meat?

The defeated soldier next to him heard this word and saliva flowed, then slapped the defeated soldier who seduced him on the head, and said viciously: "Erlanzi! You said that you are not meaty, you want to be greedy for me!"

The defeated soldier who was slapped said aggrievedly: "Look at that."

"Fuck, don't you know that I can't read?"

"I...I know the word "meat."

"Fine meat, let's talk about meat, I'll dig a piece of your meat to eat."

The curses here finally alarmed the others. The defeated soldiers couldn't help but look at Ayi's "masterpiece", and finally some literate people read the three words.

"Baocao pork stewed with vermicelli?"

In an instant, there was a clamor of saliva everywhere.

The memories of the defeated soldiers eating meat are actually linked to death. Whenever a war comes, they can eat a meal of meat, which is the least food that the superiors deduct, but that meat is used to work hard - every time they fight with the Japanese, it is death and defeat.

However, I remembered the meat taste I had before the war...

It smells so good!

"Sir Ayi, why are you writing this thing? Is this a life-long trouble? Ma De, who just read it? Erya!" Some soldiers cursed and spoke out, and the others echoed, blaming Ayi for arousing their greed.

Amid the excitement of the crowd, Ayi reached out to press, trying to suppress the buzzing noise, but the nature of the defeated soldiers was completely exposed. No one cared about Ayi's actions at all. If it were usual, Ayi would have backed down in shame. This time he was not in a hurry and just waited slowly, waiting until the defeated soldiers slowly calmed down, and when they finally remembered to pretend to respect him as an officer.

"Tomorrow, let's eat cabbage, pork, and stew vermicelli!" Ayi slowly recited the name of the dish. After reading it, it was silent. It was not until a moment later, and it was like a bomb exploded here. In an instant, a larger roar broke out.

Xia Tian looked at the messy but angry defeated soldiers, his eyes full of pity - although they were defeated on the battlefield, and even though they were like locusts, they...

It's really pitiful!

A dish name makes some of them even have tears.

Ayi slowly controlled the situation again. He waved his hand and gave a speech habitually: "We are the Iron Army of China..."

The familiar opening remarks made the defeated soldiers collectively resist. The violence of words made Ayi finally hurriedly enter the topic. His voice also suppressed the noise of the defeated soldiers: "Yes, we will eat this tomorrow. You go find other auxiliary materials. I'll make pork, enough pork that we 19 of them eat, but..."

As soon as the words "but" came out, the noise of the defeated soldiers calmed down, and they looked at Ayi with vigilance, disgust and indignation.

Milong, who woke up from the hammock, showed such a look. Looking at Ayi's expression was also a kind of disgust from the bottom of his heart - he knew it was like this, and he knew it would be like this. These officials always fooled them with a little profit, because in the eyes of officials, their lives were so cheap...

"Everyone who is stupid is just a dog who is a cannon fodder." Milong sneered and loudly unraveled the platform. Some defeated soldiers turned their heads angrily. After seeing Milong cursing them leisurely in the hammock, the anger turned into disappointment. Then he turned back in a frustration and pretended not to hear it. In this shelter station, Milong, who is rich and has a big fist, is an abominable existence that is absolutely undeniable.

"Silence, calm down, can you listen to me first? "A Yi squandered the power of the ox and tigers, and finally even brought a tone of prayer to control the situation and calm the soldiers down again. He hurriedly said: "My conditions are very simple, just wash them clean-wash them, wash their clothes, and clean them up here. It's that simple, nothing else!"

The defeated soldiers stared at Ayi with wide eyes. Ayi was embarrassed by the eyes of the masses. In Xia Tian's annoyance, he turned into a embarrassed look on his face, and even subconsciously took two steps back.

Xia Tian couldn't bear to look at him directly, so just be a fat sheep. It would be strange if you could conquer these defeated soldiers...

Fortunately, he did not expect Ayi in his imagination, but he felt a little ashamed and could only comfort himself like this: He is the one who cannot carve the rotten wood, and he cannot blame me.

...

Ayi was finally surrounded by the defeated soldiers, and the swearing made the defeated soldiers believe it. Considering that washing themselves and washing clothes was not costly, the defeated soldiers finally chose to believe and half-doubt in doubt, to see what Ayi could do - their thoughts were probably like this: leave the sugar coat and don't let the shells go.

So the whole yard became quiet again, because the defeated soldiers scattered and washed themselves.

I was so annoyed that I didn't go. After everyone left, he looked at Xia Tian beside him and asked, "What's your idea?"

Summer default.

"Do you want to kill him?" His annoyed eyes became very gloomy, and he stared at Xia Tian in a voice that Ayi could not hear, "Do you want the salted fish here to be killed by him?"

I'm so upset that I'm abandoning my pen and joining the army.

He had a high education, otherwise he would not be able to write a letter that was eventually destroyed but full of sensationalism. The high education of this era often has a very smart mind. Of course, he is so smart that he can see the trick of summer at a glance - well, a high education does not necessarily mean being smart, and Ayi's education is probably not low.

Xia Tian looked annoyed and said softly: "I just want to change."

"Change?" Annoyed and laughed at herself: "It's unsuccessful, it's unsuccessful."

I really gave up. He gave up his pen and joined the army, holding great ideals. At the beginning, the ideal he held was "fight for the rise of China!"

And in the middle of the period, what he thought was "I will recommend Xuanyuan with my blood."

And now, he only has one thought, "Live so numb."

Because... he has been reincarnation, fighting, defeating, sheltering, reorganizing, fighting...

He had seen too many people fighting with all their lives, just like the previous company, he, the deputy company commander, witnessed everyone's death with his own eyes, and said, "How can you say that these annoying guys died heroically?"

Who dares to say that these bastards cherish their lives when fighting?

But……

Still defeated!

All-round defeat.

We have been fighting hard, we have fought hard, and we have been fighting hard, and we are all fighting without even having to die, but...

Why still lose?

I was annoyed and desperate, and he didn't want to repeat this anymore.

"Look at me, don't be stupid," Anala called her brother Xia Tian for the first time, and her tone was as sincere as she was to her own brother: "There is no hope, we are cannon fodder, we can only die. If we go, we will die. Or, repeat the previous fate, there is no help, no help!"

He understood Xia Tian's thoughts. Xia Tian wanted to transform these defeated soldiers and make them live a different life. In this way, the defeated soldiers would be attracted by the superiors at first sight when they were reorganized.

What a silly child.

Fanla said personally: "The defeated soldiers in the eyes of the superiors have only one purpose, cannon fodder. No matter how well you clean up or like a person, there is only this purpose, because their direct line is the foundation of their foothold, and we are the defeated soldiers used to consume and delay."

To consume the enemy, let their direct descendants seize the merits,

Delay the enemy and let them run faster with their direct descendants!

"No help...no help!" Annoyed and repeated the facts.

Xia Tian understood the darkness and despair of annoyance, but in fact he had also been desperate. When he saved his life from the battlefield, he saw the continuous defeated soldiers, and the well-equipped and running faster than the rabbit, so he was also desperate.

But he is a person who has seen the light!

"I know the feeling of being shining on my body by the sun, and I know that darkness will eventually pass, and light will come back to our beautiful and rich land, so I don't want to die without any name." Before Xia Tian finished speaking, he said sarcastically:

"Dieting on the battlefield is also a nameless person! Do you think you will die heroically?"

"Won't!"

"I won't say anything else. The other 106 people like you and me will die without name. Veterinary Hao buried a wounded soldier this morning and covered a straw mat. Do you feel pitiful? From Shanxi to Yunnan, a straw mat was wrapped in a straw mat, but he had at least a wooden tombstone with his name written in a faint ink. Although a rain could make their names disappear without a trace!

But what about 106 of them? There are not even straw mats! They will be piled together and thrown into a pit and buried - the reason they will be buried is because the Japanese will worry that the dead bodies will cause plague! It’s not our chief who thinks they are dead! You! Do you understand?"

The cruel facts were spoken in roaring words, and the fierce words were filled with helplessness and despair of cannon fodder.

Summer is silent.

During the traversing defeated soldiers for more than 20 days, he knew the cruel story of annoyed. Who is not passionate about the soldiers who joined the army in this era, especially those who abandoned their pens and joined the army?

If it were yourself, it might be even worse than being annoyed.

Xia Tian thought so, but after taking a long breath, his words became like this: "I know, but we are all like this, we must pursue it a little. Since we have not escaped from the army, we will live like an individual. Dead like an individual, even if we are whipped, I can't feel it? No? What's more, in this country, there must be someone who keeps awakening with blood, at most...

At most we will become one of the countless names in the eyes of the happy people in the light age.”

After saying that, he turned around and left the annoyed radiation range - what he said was actually impossible to convince himself.

[This is a very despicable speech, because my purpose is actually a completely different place from what I said. I am afraid that I will repent like a prisoner when I stay in the face of annoyance. In fact, compared to them, I am a despicable villain.]

The voices of the two of them finally came out in the empty environment. Ayi looked at Xia Tian with inexplicable eyes. That kind of gaze was ashamed and respectful. Milong was also looking at Xia Tian, ​​but there was no ferocity in his eyes, only a confusion and shame.
To be continued...