What's on Jasmine's mind- My leader, my regiment follow-up

(One)

That was in my memory, the last time I thought of Jasmine.Afterwards, our situation became more and more difficult, so difficult that it was impossible for me to think about anything other than the tree fort in front of me.

Master Mai is so angry that he can't even speak Chinese; and since he went to the mountain, he has been silent most of the time with the assistance of the whole people, and he opened his mouth like a complaining woman.

I turned the direction of the [-] infantry gun so that it faced our forever open gate. From now on, this gun is only for our survival.Since people cannot be controlled by things beyond their control, now, I just want to stick to it and fight for our own survival in this limited space and with these limited conditions.

We have been abandoned, so we should cherish the life abandoned by others even more.

Master Mai is a sculpture looking at the plane through the autumn water.When the sculpture sees through the autumn water, the airdrop finally arrives unexpectedly.This is due to the dedication of Lao Mai.He spent more time pleading and wailing and cursing with all the two-legged mammals on the East Coast than all of us put together.

However, when we snatched back the largest airdrop box more smoothly than usual, we lost Master Mak.

Next, when we saw Master Mai again, he had been crucified by the Japanese army.Looking at the torture he suffered under the hands of the Japanese army, I believe that all of us are inexplicably sad and angry.I can only pull the cannon bolt as fast as I can, hoping to end his pain as soon as possible...

(two)

Master Mai's death was the biggest blow to us, we lost all support.Thanks to the dog meat, it can even go through gunfire and bring us wild game like limping black lightning.

We have persisted in Nantianmen for more than 20 days, and now the difficulty of airdrops has made it almost impossible to sustain everyone's life.I took the dog meat and came to the separate stairwell. I was so desperate that I wanted to play with the idea of ​​dog meat obsessively.

But Gourou is a good dog who understands people's moods, and it even understands mine.I took out the gun and then the knife, saying that I let the dog meat choose by itself, but in fact it was just procrastinating the contradictions and despair in my heart.

But the dog meat still heads me, and a knifed creature comforts its executioner.

While I was still hesitating, those bastards from Fanla came in.With the roar of Milong, those bastards all rushed forward and beat me with fists and kicks. I just covered my head with my hands and endured silently.Since I had that sinful thought about dog meat, that's what I deserve.

I just thought silently in my heart, if dog meat was human, it would beat me up like this.But if dog meat was human, would I still think about it?Usually, I have always said that Gourou is my friend, a brother who saves face and gets along with me.But today, how can I be so cruel that I want to kill this brother for the survival of other brothers? ?

So, that was the punishment given to me by God, and I deserved it.The hands and feet of the bastards are neither light nor heavy, but I don't feel much pain.Because, the pain in my heart is already a hundred times better than the pain in my body.I was just thinking confusedly and strangely, how can a person whose heart has already been broken and turned into scum and ashes still survive, how can he still live like a dog?

(three)

Nantianmen, No.30 Qitian.Maybe an attack is really going to happen, but now Takeuchi can send someone to solve us all, we wait for his solution.

Nantianmen, No.30 Eight days.We heard the roar of the mountains and the tsunami, but I just hugged the dog meat and stared blankly at the fire and dust outside.

We heard the shouts of the Japanese soldiers, so close that they were just outside.Well, it's finally here.

I checked my gun and it was only a Colt with three rounds left.As the figure moved in fives and sixes in front of us, I fired, but the man was unscathed.

We were finally rescued.We fed ourselves bottle after bottle of salt water and glucose, and food.Then he finally got up staggeringly and walked out of the fort gate.

But Bula was placed on a stretcher, and we couldn't move him.I also ignored him for the time being.

We saw the pontoon bridge Yu Shizuo built for us, and the senior officers of the whole division and even other divisions behind him.However, we are now vicious beggars who cover their noses even when they see it.It can only be an insult to us to let us stink like this, walk across the pontoon bridge, and accept the so-called review and reward.

I took a look at the Nu River and really wanted to take a bath in it, hoping not only to wash away the dirt all over my body, but also to wash away the debts and sorrows in my heart.

So, like a madman, I took a whole bag of ping-pong balls and threw them into the Nu River.

Maybe we have nothing, but we still have a minimum of dignity and pride.

(four)

Ever since I walked down from Nantianmen, I seem to have lost my soul.During these 38 days, we have lost countless brothers, and now only about a dozen people survived, including me; and I once thought that Master Yu, who was able to talk to each other like a friend, has finally cultivated He became an invulnerable Tang Ji.

Looking at the bridge he built for us, and the pomp he put on on the other side of the bridge, that really let me down.If we are really heroes, if we really care about the lives of these ten cannon fodder, we should put ourselves in our shoes and think about what we need most right now?

I was turbulent in the Nu River, floating along the current, letting the current wash me, thinking vaguely in my heart, I haven’t built a thousand graves on Nantianmen, no, it’s three thousand graves.