The figures of the several people gradually moved away. Changmao was stunned for a few minutes, said something like "this turtle son," then he smiled, stretched out his hand and turned around Zhao Bankuo's neck, and shouted: "Let's go, find a place to have a good sleep,

going home tommorow."

Home? Zhao Bankuo couldn't help but sigh to himself, his mood became very complicated. He looked up and saw that Liao Guoren and the others were gone.

The two of them didn't talk anymore. They walked for a long time and found a big tree. Changmao said it was it and climbed up. Zhao Bankuo soon lay down on the tree trunk, feeling a little sad in his heart. He hadn't accepted it yet.

In the reality that they are separated like this, why do they have to find that ghost? Why do they believe Ruan Ling's words? Did the captain forget that he said not to believe Ruan Ling? If he didn't forget, why did he persist?

Maybe it’s the belief in being an expeditionary force, maybe it’s some other commitments, but the biggest reason may be the inseparable brotherhood between the captain and Xiao Daozi.

Zhao Bankuo didn't know what the answer was. He only knew that his fate with Liao Guoren was over. He would probably continue to live, and those people might never see each other again.

As for whether today's choice is right or wrong, that is something only the living are qualified to think about.

The next day, the cold rain awakened Zhao Bankuo from his chaotic dream. When he opened his eyes, he saw Changmao sitting up and yelling. Looking up, the sky was filled with black clouds, and the pouring mountain rain came unceremoniously.

Smash them on them. At this time, the raincoat wrapped around the body has completely stuck to the military uniform, and the slimy and biting feeling is very uncomfortable.

After cursing, Zhao Bankuo stood up and threw off his raincoat. Looking at Changmao again, he jumped to the ground and took off all his clothes. He screamed to the sky, rubbed the mud off his body vigorously, and kept waving to him.

It's like everyone is here together.

Zhao Bankuo was extremely depressed at first, but when he saw Changmao's unrestrained appearance, he suddenly felt relieved. He thought that he was no longer bound by the mission and was about to embark on his way home again, so he let go.

He stripped naked like a savage and went crazy regardless.

It wasn't until they could no longer scream and their bodies were so clean that no mud could be removed from their bodies that they put on their clothes and lay on the ground like "big" characters. They felt extremely happy. They rested for a while and ate some simple dry food.

, waited for the rain to stop, spread out the map Liao Guoren gave them, and used the compass to determine the direction.

Now they are not far from the starting point of the earliest mission. After climbing two more mountains and following the tributaries of Kaijiang River to the east, they can reach the Jiangxinpo Mountains near the west of Nujiang River. There is the Chinese Expeditionary Force that truly belongs to them.

control area.

At this moment, Zhao Bankuo really felt that he really wanted to go back, really wanted to stay away from this ghostly jungle, this deadly team, and no longer had to face weird tasks and get involved in complicated games.

go.

But at the same time, he thought of Liao Guoren, and his mood suddenly became less relaxed. He couldn't help but pray.

The group of people could successfully rescue Xiao Daozi - if he was really still alive, the most important thing was not to confront the monster. Then he thought about himself. If they just went back like this, they would be deserters. How would they fight against the army then?

Ministry of communication?

Throwing the question to Changmao, Changmao slowly put away the map, paused for a while, and said fiercely: "Liao Guoren and the others may not be able to get out alive yet, why are they thinking so much at this time? Let's go first!"

Zhao Bankuo still felt it was inappropriate and couldn't help but ask: "What if they go back with a knife, will we not be able to return to the team and have to be deserters for the rest of our lives?"

Changmao smiled and said: "I'm afraid they will come back to expose us if they retaliate. We still have some sympathy."

Seeing how confident he was, Zhao Bankuo thought that he would be able to think of a good excuse to fool the military department. As long as the captain did not cause trouble, he would be fine. As for the deserters, he became calm and followed now.

With long hair, although I may live secretly as a commoner in the future, it is better than dying.

Just as they were thinking, there was a sudden commotion in the distance. They subconsciously raised their heads to look, but the trees blocked most of their sight, and they could only feel something moving slowly.

Probably feeling that the distance was far enough, Chang Mao just cursed and sat down. Zhao Bankuo patted him and sat next to him. The two of them were a little distracted for a while.

There was no dull strange noise, no gloomy sky, and it seemed that only the two of them were left in the huge jungle at this time. Zhao Bankuo thought of all the things he had done since entering Savage Mountain, the taciturn Guska, and the big bull who always rushed ahead.

, the awesome Uncle Cao Guo, and even the insignificant Cao San, they all made him feel heavy.

Touching Changmao with his elbow, Zhao Bankuo said dullly: "Let's talk. It's so quiet all of a sudden. I'm really not used to it."

Changmao turned his face and showed surprise: "You son of a bitch can't live a good life anymore, what do you want to say?"

"Just say what you want, there's so much nonsense." Zhao Bankuo cursed, and when he saw Changmao's nonchalant face, a familiar feeling suddenly flashed through him, but he couldn't tell what it was, so he just waited for him.

beginning.

Tilting his head, Changmao picked up a piece of grass, held it in his mouth, and said, "Caitou, how old were you when you became a soldier?"

Zhao Bankuo thought of the day when his father sent him to the battlefield. So many years passed by. He sighed in his heart and said, "Seventeen years old and still a small bean sprout. What about you?"

Changmao smiled and said, "I'm older than you. I joined the army at the age of fifteen. I couldn't even hold a gun. At that time, I was playing outside all day long. The platoon leader who recruited me saw that I had long hands and feet, so he pulled me away.

Just leave.”

Zhao Bankuo also smiled. Under the circumstances at that time, this was a common phenomenon. It was good that he was not taken away as a strong man. He asked again: "Then why did you come to the New 38th Division?"

Changmao lay down, crossed his legs, closed his eyes and said casually: "I used to be in the Fifth Army, working with Commander Du."

What? Chief Du? Zhao Bankuo's heart skipped a beat and he looked at Changmao. Why was he Du Yuming's man? Everyone knew that General Du and General Sun were not on good terms, so how could he get involved in the mission?

In the flash of lightning, Zhao Bankuo remembered the matter of exploding the mine array. He had always thought it was strange that Chang Mao did that. Now that he knew his origin, he became even more curious: "Are you from General Du? So when you were there?"

What do you mean by playing with minefields like that?"

Changmao let out a sigh and opened his eyes: "Why are there so many? You should be more lenient. Liao Lenglian is Commander Sun's soldier, and I'm the fucking dog of Commander Du. Each one has his own master. Do you understand? I understand."

So, I just wanted to see who you were following. I know the details of the other eight people, and I know all the hairs on that old idiot’s dick. You were the only one who came in halfway, who would have known that it took you a long time to fuck you?

Not occupying either end."

Zhao Bankuo was a little stunned. What did he mean? What did he have to do with whom? He vaguely understood how complicated the members of this team were, but he had no idea that there was even the shadow of Du Yuming. He suddenly felt

The whole thing is so fucking mysterious.

Changmao smiled, angrily and amusedly said: "You are really a fucking vegetable. Don't tell me that you don't know the rules of the expeditionary army. As long as it is a team, there must be at least two supreme emperors. The Nujiang rout of Du

The chief made a mistake, and Mr. Sun took the right path. Although I listened to Mr. Du, last night Liao Lenglian, Mr. Sun's subordinate, actually wanted to make the same mistake as Mr. Du. If I have to accept death, wouldn't I be an idiot if I continue to follow him? "

"Wait a minute." Zhao Bankuo gradually changed his mind and said doubtfully, "Didn't you say that General Sun's adjutant told you the password before you came here?"

Changmao tilted his head and looked at him, half-smiling, feeling a little proud and mocking as if he had lied for many years before being exposed. The two kept looking at each other, and finally Changmao sighed and said: "You bastard, you are so stupid."

Do you want to make it so clear?”

Afterwards, Changmao talked for a long time, and Zhao Bankuo finally understood. Each officer in the army had an idea, and everyone developed their own direct lineage. This was very complicated, and there were many stakes. As a subordinate of General Du, Changmao,

He must have his own position. It is obviously impossible for a person without a faction to understand it all at once. Now he only knows that there are reasons for Liao Guoren's tolerance of Changmao and Changmao's arrogance along the way. The dissatisfaction of senior officials

Harmony, when it falls to the bottom, evolves into weird dark energy.

And now, he and Changmao were standing on the same boat.

However, Du Yuming actually placed his people in this team. It seems that he also attaches great importance to this mission. What exactly do they want to do?
Chapter completed!