Universal Lord: My sixth subordinate screwed me over so badly!

The grease from the frying pan of bacon crackled in front of Su Yue's eyes. It was only then that he felt alive again. It was only now that he felt like a human being again. A large number of canned food were buried in the soil and in the fog of the rain. Corporal Fisher threw a few cans to each person, and some of them were directly embedded in the mud cracks of the trench. Su Yue felt that his clothes were wet and his whole body was particularly uncomfortable, especially the collar of his clothes, which seemed to have a lot of muddy earthworms and small insects crawling. It rained on rainy days, and the trench became a natural reservoir. A huge tree stump of an ancient tree appeared in the direction he had been digging before, which caused problems in his digging progress and forced him to make an L-shape. The digging of the communication trench needed to be carried out during the day, and the night was left to the distant artillery fire and destruction.

When night fell.

Su Yue was awakened by the flying shells again and again, and the splashing soil and mud spots. Later, even if the roar of the cannon was right in front of him, Su Yue was able to remain calm and motionless.

"Bombardment!!!"

"Boom!!"

A soldier named Kimberly, who didn't know which district of Yunzhong City he lived in, had an accent that was a little hard to understand. At this moment, his right arm was blown up somewhere, and the medical soldier was quickly helping him stop bleeding and treat the wound.

"Artillery!!!!"

Just as they were dealing with the gap of the wounded soldiers, the gap in the trench line became larger, just like when a person gets sick, other germs and viruses, even flies, mosquitoes, and ants also cover the wound. It seems that because a layer of skin is broken, it will naturally attract the second, third, and even countless layers of collapse, until the wound penetrates into the skin, into the bone marrow, and then drills deeper from the bone marrow, sucking away all the power of the internal organs.

Su Yue clearly saw that the medical staff who was treating Kimberly just beside him was instantly lifted up by the air wave, his body was torn into pieces, and the flesh and blood that fell like mud spots formed a hot red blood mist mixed with high temperature in front of him...

Sergeant Fisher roared:

"Hide quickly." Often when they ran in front with an engineer shovel and rushed towards another trench, he shouted to get into the bunker as soon as possible.

But at this moment, they are in the bunker, in the bunker fortification, where else can they hide?

The recorder responsible for investigating the names of the dead ran over from the back and collected the soldiers' badges. The dead's badges were gone, and they might have been smashed into the muddy dust of the trench.

It is also possible that they were melted and shattered by the explosion of the huge shells.

"Woo woo woo... I want to go home."

A soldier looked at the butter and toast in front of him, as if the scene was a devil from hell. The muddy and dark scenes and pictures made everyone feel a sense of tension in their souls. Their inner world seemed to be shaped into a round, flat or twisted wrought iron color under such oppression.

"My mother is still waiting for me in the distance, I must go back safely."

Henry, who was wearing a helmet and missing an ear, trembled.

"Su Yue, what do you think?"

Henry looked at Su Yue beside him and asked the silent middle-aged man.

"I have two children and a wife, and I have to go back too."

Su Yue said calmly.

Everyone was surprised and puzzled that they did not see excessive fear in his eyes. Henry asked in confusion: "Why are you not afraid? Are you scared?"

There are always some people who are withdrawn, and some are kneeling on the ground to pray. They believe that the more pious they are in their attitude towards war, the less likely they are to die.

At this moment, the people who were still chatting heard the sound of air waves exploding again, and a hot black and red light exploded seven or eight hundred meters away.

Sergeant Fisher said: "Don't talk, have a good rest."

"Yes, sir."

One person wanted to change his pantyhose, but in such an environment, he found that he had no new clothes to change.

"Who has pants, lend me one?"

"No, they are all rotten."

"Do you want the wet ones?"

Su Yue looked at the steel helmet next to him, which was handed over to him, and drank lightly. He didn't know

I don't know why, I just arrived at the battlefield, and I miss home a little bit.

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When the darkness and rain extended forward little by little, the postman came...

"Hahaha, my mother sent me a letter with a lucky silver coin in it."

"You only have these people left?"

The postman looked at the number of people in the trenches of Su Yue with a puzzled expression, because it seemed that their number seemed to be much less than last time, no, to be precise, at least two-thirds less.

Su Yue was covered in mud, like a mud man. The most anticipated thing for everyone at the front line at this moment was actually only one thing, that is, taking a bath.

After the heavy rain, it became dry land... Many people suffered from beriberi, and sores appeared on the backs of their feet. Perhaps it was not because of the cold weather, but malaria, mosquitoes, and blood-sucking leeches and leeches also came to the door.

Some of the engineer shovels they used to dig had broken corners, and many people's uniforms were worn out with holes and seven or eight ugly patches on them.

The postman said: "Today you need to continue to advance 12 kilometers to the south line. All supplies and reserves need to be moved over, but I see that you don't seem to have horses and transportation equipment."

"Only one-tenth of the tanks are left."

"Yes, sir, we have suffered heavy losses."

"The only good news is that the surviving soldiers have learned a lot of common sense about war. They are already half veterans."

"Soldier rogues?"

"Hehe."

Fischer's face was wrapped in gauze, and he looked a little embarrassed. He was seriously injured in a surprise battle and thought he would be abandoned on the battlefield. As a result, many recruits who had been trained by him spontaneously launched a rescue plan. No one knew whether it was because of the black bread distributed on weekdays or the two extra pieces of butter and cigarettes that worked.

Or maybe it was because Fisher, this serious guy, was meticulous and executed orders coldly like a machine, saving many civilians; or maybe it was because he was a wise commander. When other teams were wiped out, they still maintained a high casualty state and did not have their numbers revoked.

In the dark steel jungle, in the hail of bullets, he survived tenaciously.

The same is true for Su Yue, he also survived.

A big meat worm was taken out by Su Yue from the withered tree trunk. He took the worm and threw it into his mouth mixed with polluted mud and water to chew. The fresh protein and meat sauce-like juice, mixed with the mud dripping on his face, seemed to be enjoying a grand and unparalleled feast.

"It's delicious."

Su Yue wanted to vomit. Many soldiers were catching worms to eat. They didn't care whether they would have abdominal pain and dysentery. In short, they had never stopped having diarrhea since entering the battlefield. No one didn't have diarrhea every two or three days.

On the contrary, Su Yue's reaction made them a little strange.

"Aren't you going to the toilet?"

The open-air toilets were piled up together. Sometimes Su Yue could see the white buttocks of soldiers from other companies. It was said that some people were also very interested in such scenes. They would sneak a peek every time, and were punished by their superiors.

"Discipline!!!"

"On the front line, we must abide by discipline. Our goal is to completely drive away the enemy troops attacking Yunzhong City and kill these damn Duval people."

The trenches did not receive too many charges.

This also means that Su Yue has not had close contact with the soldiers and troops of the enemy country since he entered the front line of the war.

Their biggest job every day is to dig trenches and avoid flying shells.

The shells are like rain, endless, and every time the soil is lifted, there may be a soldier who will randomly win a lottery, and the prizes are without exception, either seriously injured or dead.

The number of lightly injured people hit by the shells was not large. Su Yue didn't know how many millimeters the shells were. In short, every explosion would cause all the soldiers around ten meters to be torn to pieces by the high-pressure air like a bursting cloud.

After they advanced about 15 kilometers forward, a radio appeared in the communication trench.

Signs of a woman appearing.

Many people lit cigarettes at night, like small moving light sources. Su Yue did not reject the smell of cigarettes. Instead, he looked at the new group army hiding in the distant buildings with a strange expression.

"This is..."

"A front-line military camp."

"Is there a field hospital?"

"Of course, look at the stretcher over there..."

Su Yue followed the trench and looked at the field at the foot of the mountain blocked by trees and mountains.

War hospital, in the black and red tents that were perhaps not even close to being colors.

Many soldiers began to line up...

Rows of convoys carrying guns and ammunition were in the night, forming a long muddy line and corridor in the distance like nightingales. Soldiers carrying heavy backpacks and leggings were everywhere beside the convoys.

Su Yue didn't know how many times he had taken off his clothes and backpack.

Looking at the gentle woman in front of him.

His expression fell into deep thought.

"Maybe you should take a shower before you come."

"... No time."

"But we don't mind..."

The conversation in the dark took place. There was no cannon hidden in the room. The makeup and dress of those women looked heavy, as if they were painted by ghosts, trying their best to cover up their original appearance. It seemed that Su Yue and his men should appear on the front line of the battle, and they also needed to survive and obtain supplies here.

Su Yue had heard Lelinwood say that as long as you give a piece of quinoa bread to the women of the enemy country in the countryside, they will be willing to let you tell them everything.

Searchlights were patrolling and shooting in the dark night, but Su Yue felt a little insomniac.

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The next day, Su Yue and their team were dispatched to a new attack site. The barbed wire, the dead trees that destroyed the world, and the bodies of the dead lying around could not affect the rotation of the wheels...

Lelinwood said: "Fortunately, we can be together again, give it to you."

"Chocolate? Where did it come from?"

"Others gave me mine."

Su Yue took a bite and felt a pain in his dry and broken lips. He did not have any overly terrible illness, but his arms were pierced with a few small holes. These were minor injuries, and the nurses had already treated his wounds without even needing a doctor to appear.

Su Yue had seen many guys who were blown away and separated from the upper and lower halves.

There were still shirtless people among the corpses. Those without clothes were not stripped of their uniforms, but the powerful impact of the shells separated their bodies and clothes in mid-air.

Some of them still had traces of burning on their bodies.

Those traces of burning meant that the flames burned him. Human civilization thought it understood war very well, but in fact, when the tiny self embarked on this journey, it was difficult for humans to predict their fate in the next minute or the next second.

Su Yue didn't know what changes would happen to him in the future.

There was a hint of sweetness from the chocolate.

At least it tasted much better than the yellow water in the swill bucket. Here he felt a unique loneliness and a dying beauty. The old soldier who was still telling you stories the previous second might become a corpse the next second. If it weren't for the beautiful fireworks and free performances, Su Yue might want to leave here.

"Sigh!!"

A cavalryman's horse was startled, and another wheel fell into the mud and needed to be pulled out by manpower.

Su Yue and his group of guys assigned to the engineering corps did not need to directly participate in the war, but even so, busyness occupied most of their daily lives. The letters brought by the postman became everyone's hope. None of them knew when they could take a vacation, when they could take the train or motorboat home... even if the train was not completely safe.

They evolved from humans to animals at this moment.

A decadent young man suddenly held a steel gun in astonishment, looking at Su Yue with a dull face,

"Su... Mr. Su Yue?"

Su Yue didn't expect to meet acquaintances here?

Isn't this the Cloud City 700 years later?

Isn't this the picture 700 years after the demise of the Turin world?

Isn't this reality?

Why are there acquaintances?

The thin man holding the steel gun had a beard and was unkempt, but even though Su Yue didn't recognize him immediately, he seemed to recognize Su Yue:

"Sir... is that you?"

"What? What's his name Su Yue? Sir?"

"When did Su Yue become an adult?"

"I heard there are two children in his family."

The sound of discussion came from Su Yue's ears. Su Yue looked up at the guy. His face was wrapped in black mud, and his cheekbones looked a little thin. The black hair and steel helmet could not cover the tired cracks on his face and eyelids. Those cracks were not wrinkles, but trenches filled with mud that had experienced blood and the cruelty of war.

And the eyes were a lake.

It could be bombarded from the outside world at any time. On the lake blue eyeballs,

Filled with doubts and joy, as well as a kind of iconic faint sadness.

"Gregory???"

"It's me, sir."

"!!!!"

At this time, the coffin team was transporting a large number of corpses to the distance. Su Yue had no time to greet Gregory. They had to continue on their way to the planned location.

"..."

Gregory saluted him and said, "There should be new surprises waiting for you ahead."

"Surprise, what surprise?"

Gregory smiled and said, "You'll have to see it yourself."

"Damn, why are you guys keeping us in suspense?"

"..."

Gregory didn't kneel down, but in Su Yue's eyes, he seemed to have knelt down for him, watching him leave with his eyes. Su Yue said, "Live well, and come home to drink with me when I come back on leave."

"Yes, sir."

The other soldiers felt a little strange about the conversation between the two, or they were curious about it. "Who is he? Your friend?"

"Yeah."