The War of Resistance

"Just now I saw a wounded person on the other side." Guo Baoyou said excitedly when the team marched again.

"Who? Seeing the wounded can make you happy like this?" Qian Chuaner said angrily when he saw Guo Baoyou's expression.

As for the wounded, that is unfortunate. When you see an unfortunate person, you have to be full of sympathy. The wounded are all members of our Northeast Army!

"That's not true, there are quite a lot of wounded, I mean the little dustpan!" Guo Baoyou retorted.

"Little dustpan? What's the use of carrying a small dustpan? Can the Northwest Army go with our Northeast Army?" Qian Chuanyi.

The 51st Army retreated, but the 59th Army stayed behind, and Xiao Dupan lived in the 59th Military Hospital.

In other words, the little dustpan did not accompany him.

Therefore, Qian Chuaner thinks that it is meaningless for Guo Baoyou to mention the small dustpan.

"A while ago, I heard that the Northwest Army also sent a group of seriously wounded down, maybe the little dustpan was also in there." Guo Baoyou said again.

"Is it true or not?" Hearing what Guo Baoyou said, Qian Chuan was also excited.

"Look around and find out?" Guo Baoyou suggested.

"That's right, everyone, look for it, maybe he's really inside." Old Mao Wang expressed his opinion.

Then all of them come alive.

Of course they don't want to be separated from the little dustpan, and they can watch the little dustpan get better, and then everyone will fight side by side together.

Because they retreated in a hurry, Old Mao Wang and the others naturally had no time to look at the dustpan in the hospital.

And now it is a retreat during repairs, and idleness is idleness, so what if I can find a small dustpan?

"Can you drink less porridge?" At this time, beside a carriage, Shi Xiaowan was pouting and complaining.

The little dustpan lying on the carriage turned over the small stone bowl with his eyes but did not speak.

And he held a jar in his hand, which contained a cloudy yellow liquid that was emitting a smell of urine.

So, what is Shi Xiaowan doing? Little Dustpan was seriously injured and couldn't take care of herself, so Shi Xiaowan was officially sent by Shang Zhen to take care of her.

"Stop talking nonsense, I don't need to serve me if ordinary people want to serve me, but you must know that I am an authentic boy chicken, and what I urinate is authentic boy urine.

Qian Chuaner said that this is still a good medicine! "The little dustpan started to fight back.

"Fart is good medicine, no matter what the urine is so watery, there is not even any dry goods." Shi Xiaowan continued to complain.

With a "puchi", the two female nurses beside the carriage finally couldn't hold back their laughter.

It's just that these two nurses had their backs to the little dustpan. Although as medical workers, when they were cleaning the wound of the little dustpan, how could they not have seen the bits and pieces on the little dustpan?

The two of them have long eye hair and eyes that can talk, that is Zhang Zimu, and the other is shorter and looks small (diudiu), that is Li Nannan in Zhang Zimu's mouth

"Stop talking nonsense with me, you haven't fastened my belt yet!" Seeing the nurse laughing, the little dustpan felt ashamed and said again.

To say that Shi Xiaowan really did his best to serve Xiao Dupan.

It's just that he has a shortcoming, that is, he loves to nagging, nagging like an old woman.

If it's an old man or an old woman chattering while working, it will always feel a little annoying from the perspective of a young person.

But has anyone imagined it? A half-teenage boy who works nimbly with his hands and feet but chatters like an old man and old lady is somewhat joyful.

Little Dustpan was embarrassed by Shi Xiaowan's nagging, but Zhang Zimu didn't want to let him go.

"If there is something dry in the urine, it's called kidney stones." Zhang Zimu joked.

"What are you talking about throwing? Peeing out stones? It's still not smashing, why don't you say peeing out bullets?" The little dustpan said angrily.

Little Dustpan really doesn't know what kidney stones are, but kidneys are kidneys, and kidney stones are stones in the kidneys, which he can still hear.

"Then if you catch up with the machine gun, we will be able to catch up with the machine gun! In the future, our machine gunner will be cancelled, and if there is any work, let the little dustpan do it." Someone said it out loud.

And this utterance was just a "coax", the laughter was so loud and there were so many people, so that Zhang Zimu and Li Nannan, who had turned around to avoid suspicion, both Turn around directly.

"Oh, come here!" Shi Xiaowan said happily. When he said that you are here, of course he meant that Old Mao Wang and the others had arrived.

In the face of emergencies, normal people of course have normal reactions, but the problem is that the little dustpan lying on the carriage is not a normal person.

When Wang Laomao and the others went to see the little dustpan last time, the little dustpan had already fallen asleep.

And this time the little dustpan finally waited for his partner to come, so how could he not be excited?

Although the person was injured, but the reaction was still there, so he jumped up violently.

It's just that with his current body, how could he get up, he just moved, and then grinned.

The little dustpan bared its teeth like this, and everyone remembered that the little dustpan had only been treated for more than a week.

It's good that the little dustpan can talk now, they really don't dare to ask for anything else.

Without waiting for the two nurses to intervene for a while, Old Mao Wang and the others stopped laughing, but they couldn't hide the eagerness in their eyes when they looked at the little dustpan.

"I finally hoped for you to come here, but you see that you are not talking anymore, each of you is like mourning." Little Dustpan controlled his mood and said in a calm tone as much as possible.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Take care of your injury. When you recover, let's fight devils together." Old Mao Wang said.

To say that Old Mao Wang really doesn't speak well. But now that he said this, Xiao Dupan was really surprised but also moved.

"My, my, you're talking so nicely that I'm almost crying," said the little dustpan.

"Really? Don't cry, don't cry, if you treat me as a godson, then I will treat you well, it's only right and proper!" Old Mao Wang is not used to the appearance of the little dustpan, because the little dustpan said to himself "you".

Even though Old Mao Wang is uneducated, he still knows that "you" is a respectful title.

When did the little dustpan respect himself so much? Therefore, he is very useful.

It's just that he didn't notice that when he proposed to be a godfather to Xiao Dupan again, a sly gleam flashed in Xiao Dupan's eyes.

"Don't you just want to be my godfather? Then you will be my godfather from now on, right, godfather?" Although the little dustpan is still lying there, the tone sounds really affectionate and affectionate .

"Ah, ah, when you are well, godfather will buy you candy!" Old Mao Wang didn't expect that Little Dustpan would actually call himself godfather.

At the beginning, I wanted to recognize Little Dustpan as my godson, but Little Dustpan said nothing, but called him Laozhangren, and wholeheartedly wanted to harm his daughter who didn't exist yet.

He thought that he would never have the chance to be a godfather to Little Dustpan in this life, but now, Little Dustpan really calls himself godfather!

For a while, he didn't know what to say, but he came up with a trick to coax the child.

"Hey, I said you two nurse chicks, don't you know? This is my godfather.

My godfather used to be a big shopkeeper.

What about the number one hundred and eighty of the brothers under his command? My godfather is usually the most loyal, domineering and brave in fighting.

Guys, am I right? "The little dustpan is still singing praises to Mr. Wang.

And to prove his point, he even brought in other soldiers.

Hearing the little dustpan say that, what can others say? At this time, who would disagree with the little dustpan, and they all answered "yes" with a smile.

Only Hu Zhuzi snorted coldly, but his snort was not loud, and no one else noticed.

It was the first time that Old Mao Wang heard the little dustpan praise him so much, and a smile bloomed on his face.

It's just that it's okay if he doesn't smile, but the wrinkles on his smiling face are getting more and more.

No matter what you say, when people laugh, their creases will break away, that's all nonsense!

When people laugh, the folds will only gather together.

It is said that when others laugh, it blooms like a flower, but when Old Mao Wang smiles, it gathers like a flower.

But before Old Mao Wang smoothed out the creases on his face, the little dustpan said: "Godfather, my urine pot is not empty!" March, early spring.

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The hazy sky was gray and black, revealing heavy oppression, as if someone had spilled ink on the rice paper, and the ink soaked the sky, smudged the clouds.

The clouds overlapped and blended with each other, spreading out crimson lightning bolts, accompanied by rumbling thunder.

It was like a low roar of the gods, echoing in the world.

Please download the iRead novel app, and read the latest chapters for free without ads. The blood-colored rain, with sadness, fell to the mortal world.

The earth is hazy, and there is a ruined city, silent and lifeless in the red rain of blood.

The walls and ruins in the city, everything withered, collapsed houses can be seen everywhere, as well as blue and black corpses and minced meat, like broken autumn leaves, silently withering.

The once bustling streets are now deserted.

The sandy road where people used to come and go is no longer noisy.

Only blood mud mixed with minced meat, dust, and paper remained, which was indistinguishable from each other, which was shocking.

Not far away, a wrecked carriage was sunk deep in the mud, full of mourning, only an abandoned rabbit doll hanging on the shaft, swaying in the wind.

The white fluff has already been soaked into wet red, full of eerie and strange.

The muddy pupils seemed to have some resentment remaining, and they looked at the mottled stones in front of them alone.

There, there was a figure lying on its stomach.

This is a boy of thirteen or fourteen years old, his clothes are ragged and full of dirt, and there is a broken leather bag tied around his waist.

The boy squinted his eyes~www.readwn.com~ and remained motionless, the piercing cold penetrated his worn coat from all directions, covering his whole body, gradually taking away his body temperature.

But even if the rain fell on his face, he didn't blink his eyes, staring coldly into the distance like a falcon.

Following his gaze, a skinny vulture was gnawing on the carrion of a wild dog at a distance of seven or eight feet, and looked around vigilantly from time to time.

It seems that in this dangerous ruin, if there is any slightest disturbance, it will fly into the air in an instant.

Download the iRead novel app and read the latest chapters for free without ads. And the teenager is like a hunter, patiently waiting for the opportunity.

After a long time, the opportunity came, and the greedy vulture finally submerged its head completely into the abdominal cavity of the wild dog.

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