I can tell you that if you lie about military information, I will kill you." Zhang Laojiu didn't believe it. If the attack just now had not happened, the airship crashed and hit the enemy's advance route.

It's hard to say whether the twenty-five or six people left by him can withstand it.

Now, after the airship crashed, it fell to the ground and exploded, forming a wall of fire. It is estimated that Mao Zibing will not be able to attack until the fire is extinguished.

However, it is unlikely to retreat.

"Company Commander, you will know when you come up and take a look." Hearing that he was going to be shot, the sentry suddenly became anxious.

Zhang Laojiu and Ding San glanced at each other, hurriedly put out their cigarettes on the wall, hung them from their ears and climbed to the roof of the third floor.

Zhang Laojiu looked at a bullet hole with his eyes.

"Fuck, I'm really retreating."

Zhang Laojiu took a step aside, leaving the bullet hole to Ding San.

"Really fucking quit?" Ding San also had doubts on his face.

There are only about twenty people left in the bank building.

If the enemy really wanted to fight, a charge would be enough, but they would actually retreat at this time.

"No! Don't just change the defense. Look, they even took away the mortars."

"Switch defense?

How can you change defenses in broad daylight?"

The two brothers didn't understand for a moment. They looked at the gloomy sky and went back inside the building.

There were five brothers left on the second floor. They were squatting behind the pillars with their hands in their crotches. They were all so cold that their noses were running like turtles.

"Hold on, I'll replace you in half an hour." Zhang Laojiu took out a cigarette from Ding San's pocket and scattered one each.

On the first floor, you can light a fire in the corner under the stairs.

It's relatively closed there and can't be seen from the outside.

Nowadays, life and death actually don't matter anymore. If you have the opportunity to warm up by the fire, it is considered a New Year.

People who have never experienced the taste of freezing have no way of understanding it.

My feet hurt like pins and needles, even though the Ming army's winter cotton hat had hoods and ears, and a mask that could cover the mouth and nose.

But both eye sockets were so cold that they hurt a little.

The cold wind blew over, making people shed tears.

"Company Commander! I just heard that Mao Zibing retreated?" Everyone was looking forward to the enemy's retreat.

As long as the enemy retreats, they can go to the basement behind.

Not only is it warmer there, but there are also hot soups and hot meals to eat.

Now for them, having hot soup and hot rice to eat is how people live their lives.

Those days in China are the days that only god damn gods can live.

"Maybe it's not a retreat, but a change of defense. The big guys still have to keep an eye here. We have fewer people today. We can change the defense at eight o'clock in the evening!

After I go back, I can still have hot food to eat."

"Company commander, I want to eat braised pork."

"Yes, there is braised pork and roasted chicken. You can take a few sips if you want. In our Ming army, we have never heard of any troops running out of ammunition and food."

Ding San smoked a cigarette and patted the soldier on the head with a smile. The boy looked about seventeen or eighteen years old and spoke with a Guanzhong accent.

He didn't ask what the soldier's name was. If he knew the name, he would be considered an acquaintance.

Watching an acquaintance die is obviously different from watching an unfamiliar person die.

There were too many dead people seen, so new recruits were added and some were killed.

Ding San had long made up his mind not to ask these new recruits what their names were.

"The roujiamo and mutton steamed buns in our hometown are truly authentic. When we return to China, I will take everyone to Xi'an to have a great time.

After passing Huaiyuan Gate, that is the best place in Guanzhong."

"well!"

The recruits began to think about what they would do after the war.

There are those who want to go home and become village chiefs and find wives, and there are those who want to be officials in factories. There are all kinds of things!

Anyway, Ming Dynasty will never treat those who come down from the front line badly.

Finally, in rural areas you can usually become a village chief or something like that.

In the city, at last I could work as a foreman in a factory.

As for your daughter-in-law, you will be spoiled for choice.

Everyone who comes off the battlefield is a great hero.

Beauties love heroes, not to mention these heroes usually have a lot of money from the country.

Zhang Laojiu and Ding San were just smoking and watching the five soldiers talking nonsense.

On the battlefield, there is no need to stop him.

In ten days, they came to guard the bank three times.

The people around me are different every time, and this is not the first time for me to talk nonsense full of obscene words.

The people from before are now corpses.

The two brothers sincerely hope that all these people's wishes will come true. They will truly become a reality, not in the Kingdom of Heaven.

After staying on the second floor for a while, I sent a soldier to report to the camp behind. By the way, I was able to bring back a few reinforcements.

With just these twenty or so people, they had no confidence that they could hold on until eight o'clock in the evening.

Zhang Laojiu looked at the watch in his hand and saw that it was only 10:50 noon.

The wreckage of the airship spilled a lot of fuel, which stuck to the broken bricks and tiles, turning the ruins into torches.

Looking from a distance, it looks like a mountain of fire has descended from the edge of the bank.

The so-called warmth is just psychological.

The strong northwest wind blew away all the burning temperature.

The soldiers sent to deliver the message came back. Not only did they bring back eight soldiers, they also brought back two large barrels of rice and a large barrel of braised pork and potatoes.

There were only a few potatoes, just large chunks of fat and thin pork.

The bucket was an insulated bucket with a lid, and it was still warm when it was delivered to the bank.

What made Zhang Laojiu even more excited was that he also brought new orders from the battalion headquarters.

"The battalion commander said, hold on until dark at 6pm and then retreat.

The engineers will send a lot of mines over soon, and you can evacuate after you have laid the mines."
Chapter completed!