"Bow you to death! Are you not very capable? Are you very capable of acting like a blessing? Are you not very powerful? Look at your current appearance, you are just a dead dog! Do you understand? You are just a dead dog now! Why are you negotiating with me? Li Wula, what are you still in the face of negotiating with me?"

Xia Tian could see that Milong was really angry and questioning, not the kind of killing chickens and scaring monkeys that established their authority. Obviously, there are stories that have to be told between the two, and among the defeated soldiers, such stories that have to be told are often cruel.

Milong let go of the half-dead defeated soldiers in a rage and returned to his recliner. Veterinary Hao, who had not left, swayed forward and checked the guy who seemed to have been beaten to death. Finally, he muttered and ignored him. It seemed that this man had not met the requirement to enter his injured barracks.

The end of a brief unilateral beating brought peace and despair here again, and the cry of the defeated soldiers sounded: "I'm hungry, I'm hungry..."

"If you are hungry, you can torture us. What should we do if we are hungry? Who will torture us?"

"Go to the master of the slap."

"The official can't find the shadow, but God can find it at a glance. God will give you some pie to eat."

The defeated soldiers said numbly and Q. Some people had to leave the yard and go out to find food because of hunger. After a long time, they came back one after another. Most of them came back with a bruised nose and swollen face. Only a few people could reveal a hint of the happiness of food in their stomachs.

The major came back, with no bruised nose, no bruised face, no happiness that filled the stomach, only shame, embarrassment and embarrassment, but soon he returned to his previous appearance. This time, with a firm thought for a long time, he said to others: "We...we can't go on like this...we must unite, we must..."

“Is there food to be united?”

“Can unity be eaten as a meal?”

The major who had just spoken out in a few words lost the following text, and his firm thoughts disappeared.

My stomach croaked again skillfully, and my stomach that I found on the road protested again. Xia Tian touched her stomach and said softly to Deputy Meng Lian: "I'm hungry."

He and Deputy Meng Lian snuggled up to each other and survived for twenty days. The biggest credit was that Deputy Meng Lian could find food in various ways. In order to make a bite, Deputy Meng Lian even took away the credit of Xia Tian destroying a tank with a moor bottle, and pressed the credit on himself, and used the method of selling misery or showing off to get food again and again.

Xia Tian seemed to have forgotten that he had made such contributions, because he understood that for him, he could not exchange for a small piece of dry steamed bun, but in the hands of Mr. Meng Lian, he could exchange for food.

"Let's go, let's make some food." Deputy Meng Lian signaled his crutch to support himself. The two left the yard and began to wander around the huge Zenda. The Zenda was really a small place. The waves of defeated soldiers had taken away the local people's right to respect heroes and sympathize with the defeated soldiers. Deputy Meng Lian begged for a while without any sip.

When people are hungry, everything can be discarded.

So Meng Lian once again abandoned his self-esteem, and after begging for no success, he stole the food behind the woman, and then ran away skillfully with Xia Tian. In the midst of chaos, the two of them ran away.

[I ran very fast, like a four-legged dog, afraid of being chased by the people behind me, I am not afraid of being beaten up, I am afraid of those people crying in despair. Everyone has the right to fight or fight for their own meals. We have, and they have - but we should be their protectors, but the fact is that in order to eat in one bite, we are snatching food from their mouths.]

There were no pursuers behind him, but Xia Tian was still running, running until he couldn't run, and he fell asleep on the ground and looked at the blue sky in despair.

Tears rolled down from Xia Tian's eyes.

Why?

Xia Tian wants to ask, why is this happening to me?

[I was thinking, I shouldn’t live so humbly, even if I die, I shouldn’t do it like this. Or, I should go to the Japanese and get the end of a hero with the most passionate attitude - that way, it’s better than being as pitiful as a stray dog!]

Just when Xia Tian was imagining a heroic way of death for himself, a timid voice full of Sichuan smell rang in his ears:

"Hey, what's wrong with you?"

When Xia Tian looked back, he saw that he was a pretty girl. His first reaction was to pretend to wipe away his tears inadvertently, and subconsciously changed to the humility and pitifulness he had when he was having food with Meng Pang Lian, but then he hid it and turned into a expressionless face.
Chapter completed!