Ten brothers who fought bravely and made outstanding achievements in the great victory of the world took the stage to receive the award of the title of "Battle Hero" and the reward of the ocean.

"Damn, when will we go up to the scenery."

Seeing the heroes of the battle on the stage receiving everyone's cheers and applause, the brothers below were overwhelmed.

"If you can slaughter more than ten or twenty devils in one battle, maybe you can go up next time to receive a prize, and maybe you can ask for a daughter-in-law by the way." A veteran quipped.

The recruit also smacked his tongue when he heard the words of the veteran, and he had to convince the combat heroes who came to the stage to award awards, they were heroes, they were simply Hades.

It may seem easy to maintain your combat effectiveness in a brutal battle and kill a certain number of enemies, but it is actually more difficult than climbing to the sky.

Because the little devil is not going to stand there like a pig waiting for you to cut it, people's bayonets are tricky and ruthless, let alone slaughtering ten, even if you slaughter two without getting hurt, it will be hard.

And in a large-scale white-knuckle battle, it is a battlefield of life and death, and everyone has to work hard, so the consumption of physical strength is very large.

Moreover, because of long-term malnutrition, the Chinese officers and soldiers are not as strong as the strong little devils in terms of endurance and explosiveness, so they suffer a lot in battle.

Being able to carry a ghost head knife to slash and kill more than a dozen little devils at one time in a white-knuckle battle is only a fierce person like Luo Feng, the deputy battalion commander, if ordinary brothers would have been put down by the little devils a long time ago.

In the most brutal battles of the Battle of Songhu, there were times when a soldier survived on the battlefield for less than half a day on average.

It also means that from the moment you set foot on the battlefield, you will die after half a day, so those who can survive and kill many devils are all the "war ghosts" and "living Hades" who rolled out of the pile of dead people.

And now Yang Ling has set up ten combat heroes here, just to set an example for the officers and soldiers of the Northern Jiangsu Corps here.

As long as they can perform well on the battlefield, they can also accept the cheers of the crowd and enjoy the glory.

Seeing that the combat heroes were out of the limelight on the stage, those brothers who did not catch up with the battle were secretly encouraged in their hearts, and they had participated in the battle and killed devils, but they did not kill much, hoping to kill more in the next battle.

Although it was only a conference to commend combat heroes, the effect was really remarkable, so that all the brothers were enthusiastic about fighting, and they were eager to take the initiative to attack now, and kill enough devils to get the title of combat hero.

The army needs heroes, the nation needs faith, and now Yang Ling has set a hero and an example for the brothers, and then he believes that there will be ten, a hundred combat heroes.

When the land of China has tens of thousands of such fighting heroes, then if the little devil wants to be arrogant, he has to ask the brothers if they agree to the sword.

Yang Ling is not preaching the idea of killing, because the soldiers themselves are killing machines, born to kill, only when the little devils are killed to the cold, and they are killed to kneel and beg for mercy, then they will truly repent and apologize.

The commendation meeting ended the commendation of the combat heroes in waves of cheers, and each combat hero had at least ten devil lives in his hands.

Their ferocity did not make the people feel afraid, but they felt steady, because they were guarded by these fierce and fierce soldiers, and they could live in peace.

"It's not easy."

Looking at the people who were cheering almost crazy, General Zhou Fu, director of the Political Department of the War Zone, who was the guest of honor in the theater, also muttered to himself, he did not expect the power of example to be so powerful.

As director of the political department of the theater, he was also in charge of propaganda work, and the "Zhanzhong Daily," which was being prepared, was a propaganda means he had prepared.

But now he has some more ideas, that is, to learn from Yang Ling, as much as possible in the entire theater to create more fierce combat heroes who kill the enemy, so as to gather morale and inspire the morale of the army and the people.

The commendation of the battle heroes came to an end in the cheers of the people, but the vigorous bodies and cold eyes of the battle heroes left a deep impression on everyone.

And Su Yan, the reporter who declared, and the reporters of various newspapers also kept pressing the shutter of the camera, taking pictures of the majestic posture of each hero, and then preparing to send it to the newspaper.

She wants to let the devils who invaded China see these god-killing heroes, so that the little devils are frightened and the little devils are afraid.

"The military parade of our Northern Jiangsu Corps will be held below, and the officers and soldiers of the Northern Jiangsu Corps invite all the delegates, fathers and villagers to review!" After Yang Ling and others finished commending them, they announced the holding of a military parade.

"The parade begins!"

The ten company-level phalanxes participating in the parade were also ready to go, and seeing Yang Ling's order, the leading phalanx officer was the deputy battalion commander "Hua Dog" also took a deep breath and took a step forward with his head held high.

"The first company has all of them! Walk in unison – go! ”

The flower dog mustered up all his strength and roared, and immediately strode forward, while the flag bearer and the two guards followed closely behind, striding out.

One hundred and sixty-six brothers of the infantry company marched in unison, head-holding high, toward the rostrum.

"Brush!"

"Boom!"

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The whole marching team marched in unison, and the leather shoes of the flipped wool trampled on the ground, raising a large amount of dust, making the sound of gold and iron clashing.

Although the leader is only an infantry company, the majestic momentum of the march with feet on the dust, the majestic mountains and rivers, like thousands of troops and horses.

"Machine gun company, all of them, march in unison - go!"

Immediately behind the 1st Infantry Company, 166 machine gun companies carrying heavy machine guns and light machine guns also marched forward.

Rows of neat columns came towards the rostrum, and from a distance, the smoke and dust were billowing out, which made many squires who had never seen the world look shocked.

"If the whole country is such a strong army, why fear the Japanese invaders?!"

Seeing these all-Japanese equipment and the officers and men with sonorous and powerful steps, General Zhou Fu, director of the Political Department, was indescribably excited.

Those black and oppressed a large area of the people saw these murderous iron-blooded troops walking in unison, and many of them were so frightened that their faces turned pale.

Soon, the first team led by the deputy battalion commander "Flower Dog" was about to pass in front of the rostrum, only to see Flower Dog suddenly roar: "Walking!" ”

"Brush!"

I saw a sword shining brightly, and the brothers of the infantry company completed the splitting knife pose when they switched from walking in unison to walking in a straight step.

The whole movement was smooth, the cold light shining bayonet pointed obliquely ahead, accompanied by a neat and powerful forward step, the entire phalanx was like a whole, giving people a strong shock.

Yang Ling moved the military parade of New China over, and it was shown in front of the army and the people for the first time, and the momentum of the majestic mountains and rivers made people's blood boil.

"Honor China, go to the national disaster together!" The deputy battalion commander roared and saluted the rostrum.

"Honor China, go to the national disaster together!"

The procession that was passing through the rostrum also saluted in unison, and the officers and soldiers roared in unison, and the sound pierced through the golden cracks and stones, shaking people's eardrums.

Seeing these heroic Chinese officers and soldiers, General Zhou Fu, director of the Political Department, suddenly stood up, raised his hand in return, and respected them.

And the officers on the rostrum also got up in unison to salute back, and the atmosphere became extremely solemn for a while.

"Honor China, go to the national disaster together!"

The crowd didn't know who shouted, and it soon turned into a tsunami cry, and the corners of many people's eyes became moist, and this scene was remembered by the click of the camera flash.