"Dawn***** Baoshan **** Wusong *** Liuhe *** Luodian *** landing operation ****"

The intermittent messages are shocking, the little devils have been dispatching frequently for several days, and the reconnaissance is particularly obvious, and the preparations for troops and the formulation of operational arrangements are in full swing.

Yang Guan was startled and had a spasm all over his body, sweating profusely, and instantly swayed an incomparable murderous aura, mixed with a sense of remorse, the strength of the whole body burst out, and the body was extremely violent. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The little devil **** harassment, daily reconnaissance, and even a tentative vicious war are all paving the way for the general attack, which is no secret.

At this moment, it is even more obvious, the little devil has perfected the preparations before the attack, and it is not surprising that the battle broke out, but the main attack site has the word "Baoshan", and Yangguan's nerves are instantly painful.

He clenched his silver teeth, a wisp of blood spilled down the corner of his mouth, hot tears burst out, his chest was stirring like a drum, his blood was surging, his muscles were violent, his face was distorted, and his complexion gradually turned purple.

"Instructor, calm down, calm down, there is room for maneuver in everything!" Li Haoren was shocked, his clenched fist almost turned black, what touched his anger so much?!

Yangguan is also a mortal, but on the sand of Shuangshan, it is the sky and cannot collapse, otherwise a strange combination will fall apart, and it is no longer a simple lonely person, but a shepherd who leads the war of resistance.

Li Haoren didn't even dare to guess the consequences, the team that looked like a god was inseparable from the leader, once the spiritual pillar collapsed, the consequences would be unimaginable, and once again it would be crushed and shattered as a dead leaf in the war? !

He couldn't accept this kind of consequence, and he didn't dare to imagine it, he didn't want to watch the dawn shatter, and he was also entangled in his nerves, but fortunately, his reason was still there, and he tentatively persuaded him.

"Uh-huh!" Yangguan almost collapsed himself, there was hatred in his heart, he hated the little devil and hated his own ignorance, the little devil was the bane, causing countless tragedies, and he buried his teacher and his mother with his own hands, but now it will be reduced to a place of gunsmoke.

"Ahh Yangguan looked up to the sky and shouted, bursting out a mouthful of blood sprayed in the air, tears and blood, unable to bear the remains of relatives to become cannon fodder, that is the evil fruit of ignorance, the blasphemy of the little devil, why can't the dead be at peace? !

"Don't, you don't want to be like this, don't ......" Du Juan threw herself into Yangguan's arms, hugged her tightly, raised her delicate face and teardrops to wash her face, her eyes were full of horror, anxiety and tenderness!

Yang Guan seemed to have lost his intuition, his body was hard and stiff, like a tree trunk, and he stood stunned, only blood and tears flowed and the pain in his body pierced his heart, and his mind was almost collapsed.

At this moment, he only has hatred and a trace of self awakening in his heart, all revived by remorse and ignorance, like ten thousand arrows piercing his heart, overflowing all over his body, penetrating every cell, hate!

has been living in the shadow of Wang Hongjie, playing a little clever, that is the fun experience of the shepherding years, everything is the imprint of the past, sinking in it and unwilling to wake up, so that short-sightedness causes today's regret!

Sober, although he did not completely get out of the circle planned by Wang Hongjie, he woke up a heartache and a bloody lesson because of remorse!

To tell the truth, he didn't think about the future, the pretty woman made her mind trance-like for a moment, but the war continued, disturbed everything, and returned triumphantly, but because of the four non-declarations, he lost the opportunity to wake up, the soulless man!

Because the soul was created by Wang Hongjie himself, an alternative deprivation, he has been living in the mode of memory, and he has come to this point, which can only be described as lucky.

The pursuit of Han Qiming was fruitless, and he was lonely and asked for help, and inadvertently stepped into the conspiracy, if it weren't for his great strength and the help of Zi Ling, he would have been forced to die by being torn apart.

Entering the Japanese camp alone is driven by blood courage and guilt retribution, and the newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, but fortunately the timing of entering is just right, and he survives by luck.

Returning triumphantly but being unconventional makes the world look sideways, being imprisoned is a matter of course, and it is a great miracle that he was not secretly executed, Jiang never eats fasting and recites Buddha, even if there are one or two times, it is forced by politics to make a show.

At that moment, the consequences of Yangguan not slipping away are unpredictable, it can be said that he escaped the catastrophe again, but killed a regiment leader, how much of a sin? How could someone Jiang give up?

However, the telegram was never reported to Jiang someone, and Yangguan knocked down a Japanese plane with one shot, so the two telegrams arrived in Jiang someone's hands at the same time.

Kill the heroes of the unusual? No, the voice of the people, the civil administration, and the morale of the military are not allowed, and Jiang also hates it in his heart, but he has a bigger plan, and he reluctantly approves the training plan, and the intention of monitoring and suppressing it is clearly exposed.

Yangguan has been in the course of just three or five days, and has gone through countless deaths, why, no one knows, luck and luck are not enough to describe, only foolish people have foolish fortune to metaphorize, it is the most appropriate!

A truly rational person will not take risks, not to mention carrying Wang Hongjie's last life, how can he lose a big one because of a small one? Yangguan embarked on the road of revenge in a daze, and felt that the hatred was recent and the fate was ethereal, so he sank into the memories of the past, hatred and then blinded it, and gradually fell into the thirst for killing.

If it weren't for the unexpected appearance of Murong Yan and Xiaodao's father and son, Yangguan might have become a bloodthirsty person, and he was influenced by Wang Hongjie's theory, hated the little devil, and it was reasonable to add a deep hatred and loss to the sea of blood.

After Yangguan Nirvana woke up, he was almost assimilated into one by hatred, without foresight or a trace of self, Murong Yan's shadow still exists, but he is rejected by hatred in the corner.

To put it mildly, he has been brainwashed since he was a child, perhaps because of his ambitions, maybe because he cares for a stupid nephew, or because of the relationship between him and his son-in-law......

Yangguan's self-thinking is locked in a cage, and it is not until this moment that it really cracks and loosens, opened by hatred and remorse, but it is almost on the verge of collapse, and it is not uncommon for him to die and become a fool.

Scenes bloomed in my mind, but the speed was too fast, and they tumbled back and forth, making the thoughts in my mind chaotic and painful, and hideous to the point of not being human.

Yangguan's awakening is a great blessing, but he is different from ordinary people, he is willing to be a fool for the rest of his life, and he will always live under the warmth, even if he is hungry, he has no complaints, just because he woke up too cruelly!

The remains of relatives are about to be buried under the fire, it is a handful of soil, a line of tears, a warm burial, a harbor of blood and tears and home, the only sustenance of the soul, how can it be reduced to ashes? !

Yang Guan couldn't bear it, because he didn't give birth to bird-like wings, and he couldn't fly to the idea of helping and supporting his body, so he was so violent that he couldn't bear it.

He is about to fall into emotional self-destruction, his clothes are torn inch by inch, and the situation is precarious.

"No, don't, please don't, woo woo......" A touch of incense came to the nose, stirring people's hearts...... (To be continued.) )