Luo Zhuoying was so angry that his eyes were red, but he was still calm and proud, and he was not afraid at all, his killing intent spread and grew in his heart, ignoring the threat of being sniped, and a sinister aura swayed around his body, and his face was hideous and confused. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Military seat, go, while talking..."The two Gao Jian acted on the occasion, worried that they would not be able to clean up the big basket, Luo Zhuoying did not see the recent situation of the soldiers, but Gao Shen could see it clearly.

"Mutiny!" It is a taboo in the army, once the consequences of the outbreak are unimaginable, the unstable morale of the army will fall apart, and the iron army will also prevent the people from scattering.

The soldiers have been confused, Yangguan has been mythologized, and it is not an exaggeration to take root in the hearts of the people, and many people are not satisfied with the wait-and-see attitude, and even sneer, which is the case within the 18th Army.

However, Yangguan performed a sniper plane on the spot, and the live drill was amazing, and it instantly became the object of admiration, especially for people without background, so that they had a goal in their struggle and gathered a morale.

It is precisely because the battlefield needs heroes to inspire morale that Yangguan has been publicized and beautified by all walks of life, setting off a storm of anti-Japanese war, with far-reaching impact and immeasurable significance.

Therefore, the shock and speechlessness of witnessing it with one's own eyes, worship, ideals, sustenance, and even the incarnation of God, the status is unattainable, and at the same time cannot be trampled on.

Because it has become a dream of troubled times, after being broken, it will be reduced to a soulless person and a walking corpse, so it invisibly gives birth to a heart of maintenance.

Obviously, Luo Zhuoying is stubborn, self-oriented, and thinks that the interests of the party and the state are above everything else, and his subordinates must take this as his goal, but he ignores the dream, a sustenance for survival, and a hope for the future!

Survival in the midst of war, everyone knows that the day is precarious, so it is not uncommon to be scared to death and stupid people, fear spreads in the heart, and then grows and sprouts and multiplies, and in the long run, life is better than death, how to say that the morale of combat strength is a word?

Dreams are too ethereal and illusory, faith, sustenance and heroic cameras are born, and the national * army is also a way to motivate and boost morale, give and create a hope, so as to create a force that can win battles.

Soldiers may only enter the barracks family for a ration, a promise, a helplessness, a glimmer of hope, a grudge, and an ambition, but they still have dreams, ideals and pursuits, and the facts cannot be erased!

"Let go, kill me, he deserves it!" Luo Zhuoying was furious, constantly struggling, trying to regret the people who didn't know how to advance or retreat, how could the head of a dignified army bow his head to a hairy child?!

He can't accept it anyway, as for what skills to hell with, Lao Tzu has not seen anything for many years of birth and death, bleeding blood and corpses all the way, rather fighting to the death than admitting defeat, this is the essence of the party-state, it must not be trampled on, no one can!

In Luo Zhuoying's mind, if you are unconventional, you have to die, and you will not hesitate to eat it alive, and it is not too much to let the communists who get rid of it alive, Ling Chi and light the sky lantern, and the enemies of the party-state will not die well!

"Bang!" Yangguan took off Luo Zhuoying's military hat with one shot, and the bullet slashed through his scalp, bringing up a splash of blood: "Nima, why did you miss the target, maybe the dry day machine is too excited, do you want to try it again?!" ”

He really moved to kill, people like this kind of heartless and crazy selfish desires are a scourge, there is only a little profit in his eyes, and everything that remains is dung and the nourishment of the party-state moth.

As the saying goes, if you move the whole body, the length of an army cannot be killed, which really annoys Jiang and someone who will have no place to stand, mainly because the War of Resistance is imminent.

Yang Guan thought very clearly, it is not a pity to kill a few little minions, and it is not a pity to die if someone is not taken seriously, Jiang is more ruthless than anyone else, so the scale of proportion must be mastered.

Luo Zhuoying was awakened by the pain, and glanced blankly, there was no one to maintain, how many meanings? The soldiers have changed their minds, no, the influence of the little cub is so great, it will definitely become the foundation of the party-state.

He was even more jealous in his heart, and his hatred had exceeded the limit, so he quickly calmed down, shook off the shackles of the two stunned staff officers, and walked into the middle of the street again: "Very good, bold, boy, there is a kind of fight here!" Pointing to his forehead and saying something, he sneered and saw through it.

"Do you really think Lao Tzu doesn't dare? Try to refute it again! Yangguan was completely furious, the sound was like thunder, shocking people's hearts, and his deep eyes were like knives and arrows, piercing people's hearts.

Luo Zhuoying was cold, cold sweat burst out of her pores, and she trembled all over, this time she was really scared, she completely angered the killing god, and she would also kill the killer if she put herself in her shoes, anyway, there was no threat, and she was stunned in an instant.

He crawled and rolled for half his life to be like a dog, pointing fingers all day long, not afraid of death and limits, without backing and a trace of maintenance, how to give up the glory and wealth obtained by fighting for half his life?

"Okay, you're ruthless, but you have to answer a few questions truthfully, otherwise you won't be good!" Luo Zhuoying was scared, and gave in again to seek accurate information, and it was impossible to defeat it.

"Speak, Lao Tzu said one thing, sit upright, there is nothing unseemly!" Yang Guan was calm, gradually eliminating his anger, and at the same time retracted the Mauser sniper step, standing on the top of the tank to look down on the commander of the army.

Luo Zhuoying took a few deep breaths in a row, raised her head and looked squarely: "Are you a Communist Party, or are you actively moving closer to the Communist Party?" "Sharp and sharp, leaving no room for words, following Yangguan's unreserved words.

"Lao Tzu is not, Nima is an idiot, stop asking brainless questions, mentally retarded!" Yang Guan immediately replied, angry, and had another account in his heart, Lao Tzu is an international Communist Party, which is essentially the same, but the surname is different, and it must not be confused.

"The first tank was handed over to the Communists, and you don't deny the order you gave yourself, right?" Luo Zhuoying's face was gloomy and did not give up, and her eyes looked up at the change in Yang Guan's expression from beginning to end.

"Split the wood, drive the tank away, dispose of the inner things, and find me within three days, otherwise Lao Tzu will castrate you, is that what he said?" Yang Guan asked disdainfully, Luo Zhuoying nodded in confirmation, and was about to argue but was interrupted.

"The national * army controls the entire Songhu area, what is wrong with explaining that it handles 3,000 taels of gold and teaches special personnel to control tanks within three days? Will anyone in the 18th Army will? Idiot, Lao Tzu still has nowhere to vent his anger! Yang Guan roared loudly, full of anger.

Everyone gasped, Nima, three thousand taels of gold, just gave it to people, it seems that the four no-declarations are really true!

"None of the people sent to Shuangshan Sha are alive, so doesn't this matter have anything to do with you?" Luo Zhuoying's eyes were red, and she believed seven or eight points, but it was not enough to clear her doubts.

"Pay attention to your rhetoric and attitude, Lao Tzu is not a prisoner,, Lao Tzu did not slaughter a single Chinese on the sand of Shuangshan, do you believe it?" Yangguan scoffed, more than 100 subordinates were armed, mosquitoes and flies could not escape, and a few small thieves were counted as a ball.

"Okay, I believe it's all true, the personnel don't seem to be even, right?" Luo Zhuoying did not relent.

"Shuangshan Sha is a strategic place, and the length of your army is no more than that!" Yang Guan despised him to death.

"This tank ......"

", steel quality, machinery, mechanics... Do you have one? Can anyone play in the 18th Army? Move! (To be continued.) )