It's Qin Feng!

Zheng Yingqi couldn't have imagined that among the teammates that Wang Bin was going to give him, Qin Feng, this kid was impressively listed.

But then Zheng Yingqi was a little embarrassed.

I thought that at the beginning, Qin Feng, this kid was a rookie under his command, but in a blink of an eye, he became a rookie with this kid, although this blink of an eye has actually passed more than 300 chapters and ten years......

Qin Feng didn't expect to meet Zheng Yingqi here, he greeted him in surprise and opened his arms towards Zheng Yingqi:

"Instructor, long time no see!"

It's not a long time, both of them have each other's existence in their memories, but the two know that the other party in this "memory" is not the other party's person, the other party is the same as themselves, and he is actually not there - a little tongue-twisting, but this is a fact.

"Well, it's been a long time, I didn't meet you last time."

"When you go back, I'm still squatting there—when I heard about your death, I went to pay my respects to you." Qin Feng said with a smile, looking at Zheng Yingqi's dark face, he was more interesting, and laughed twice before introducing Zheng Yingqi to the two people he was just familiar with:

"This is summer, this is Dong Liang, Lao Dong is in the wolf's teeth," and then introduced to the two of them: "My instructor, listen to a thick thigh, Zheng Yingqi - Lao Dong, you should have heard of him." ”

Dong Liang on the side stretched out his hand a little excitedly, and after holding Zheng Yingqi's hand tightly, he said excitedly: "I've heard, of course I've heard of idols, when those rookies in our wolf's teeth don't know how thick the sky is, veterans like to tell us about Instructor Zheng's deeds," he laughed embarrassedly and said:

"Fighting against Lao A again, I was captured alive by Instructor Zheng."

Zheng Yingqi looked confused, he didn't seem to have this impression.

"Well, it looks like you haven't been back yet." After Qin Feng saw Zheng Yingqi confused, he smiled and said, "He should be talking about the time of your reincarnation." ”

Zheng Yingqi glanced at Qin Feng, reincarnation of your sister, what you said is the same as Lao Tzu going to the underworld - although this mission is not much different from going to hell.

The four of them sat down, Qin Feng, as a middle-aged person, introduced the identities of the three of them to each other, Dong Liang said before that it was in the wolf's tooth, and in the summer he was a nomad.

"Wanderers? You're not in the army? Zheng Yingqi asked curiously.

Summer shrugged innocently, "My experience is different from yours, I was studying in college at the time, but in the blink of an eye, I inexplicably appeared in the plot world of film and television dramas, compared to Brother Qin, Brother Dong and Brother Zheng, I have fallen into blood mold for eight lifetimes!" ”

Speaking of this, Xia Xia looked depressed, and he continued to pick up the topic that the three of them talked about before, and said: "You are so happy, once you enter the world of the plot, at least you are a soldier in peacetime, do you know how hard I am?" ”

"Is it hard?" Qin Feng asked with a smile.

"I'm a college student, I'm working hard for a confession plan, but in the blink of an eye, I was in a groove," Summer said indignantly, "I just appeared in the expeditionary force!" My captain, the plot world of my regiment! I peed straight away! ”

Dong Liang, Zheng Yingqi and Qin Feng looked at each other, and then looked at Xia incredulously, Dong Liang said, "Brother, it's not so miserable, right?" You didn't know anything, so they threw you into the expeditionary force? ”

"yes, so when I heard you two talk about the experience just now, I wanted to complain about the damn system, it's so bad!" Summer is indignant, as soon as others appear, they are all in the military camp in peacetime step by step, how can I be thrown into the expeditionary force all at once!

It scares people to death just thinking about it.

Qin Feng became interested and said: "You tell me about the experience of the expeditionary force, to be honest, I especially wanted to go to the expeditionary force when I was in the plot world, but I can make people." He glared at Zheng Yingqi indignantly, and when Zheng Yingqi was inexplicable, he said with a grudge:

"It was also into the Bright Sword World, he followed Captain Li to eat and drink spicy food, and I followed Chu Tuanzuo - in the end, I had to pit Chu Tuanza, so that Duan Peng and the monk two birdmen picked up the cheap."

"Duan Peng and the monk?" Dong Liang became curious: "You followed Chu Yunfei, how did you let Duan Peng and the monk pick up the cheap?" ”

Zheng Yingqi smiled and said nothing, while Qin Feng said:

"Don't mention it, I've been tied up since I joined the national army, and I don't know what to do, after all, we are a red star towards the party, and we are the successors of the alcohol test, and we can't contribute to the party-state, right? Later, when he followed Chu Tuanzuo to the independent regiment, he met Lao Zheng. ”

Qin Feng said resentfully: "Lao Zheng gave me an idea, tell me who in the world is not in the Communist Party, I raised a special combat team in the 358th regiment, and after the victory of the Anti-Japanese War, I left the plot world, but my special combat team was also dyed, when the Central Plains broke through, the special combat team teamed up with the monk and Duan Peng, and handed over the Chu regimental seat directly to Commander Li." ”

"Wonderful!" Summer couldn't help but clap his hands, but as a result, the eyes of the people in the tavern gathered, he hurriedly smiled at the people, and then whispered: "Lao Li has made a fortune!" You guys are as tall as I am! ”

"As tall as you?" Qin Feng looked at Xia with a smile and said with a smile: "Why do I think you are praising you!" ”

Zheng Yingqi was also curious and asked, "What did you do in the plot world?" ”

Summer Hey laughed and talked about his own affairs in the plot world......

……

What should an army look like?

What kind of people should be handed over to the army?

Summer had been pondering the question - with the little knowledge he hadn't wasted in online games and the insights he had cramped into his mind in the age of the information explosion, he had an impression of what the army should look like:

Majestic, high-spirited, indomitable under an order, knowing the sword mountain and the sea of fire but the order is issued, he can still rush forward without hesitation.

Knowing that there is a roar of nature ahead, you can still use the sea of people to defeat it!

If there is a provocation, they can roar back with the rhetoric of "they dare to shoot at us" - they will stand in front of the people, and they will defend the people they need to defend without fear of life and death.

This is the army that Summer imagines and perceives.

And what about the military?

Soldiers, they should have a deep relationship with the people, they should not take a stitch from the masses, and they should stand up when the people are in trouble - just like finding the police when they are in difficulty, this is the simplest and most intuitive understanding in summer.

But......

That's what he knew.

And now, Summer huddles in the shallow pit dug out, and in the sound of gunfire, she looks at everyone around her.

This is an army.

However, they are no different from beggars.

Thinking back to the homeless people he met on the street, the kind of "crazy people" he met looking for food in the garbage cans, he thought:

Those "crazy people" are cleaner dressed and eat more than these people...... Probably fuller than they are.

By the way, soldiers should wear upright, neat, clean, majestic and handsome, put on a military uniform, from head to toe with one word: handsome, two words: handsome, three words: handsome.

But what about these people?

They dressed scruffier than the "madmen" on the street, and there were only three words to describe them: dirty, smelly, smelly.

And also......

Hungry!

In the explosion not far away, Summer hugged the hungry croaking belly.

Since three days ago, everything he has seen has subverted all his cognitions in the past twenty years, and everything he has experienced is also something he could never have dreamed of.

Where is this?

On the battlefield of the War of Resistance!

The roar of guns and cannons and the bloody bloom of life are a battlefield of formation.

On one side, there is a group of national troops with a variety of weapons, and on the other side, there are devils who are like fools in film and television dramas with three big covers, and the devils in film and television dramas are only ugly, brutal, barbaric, and bloody, and here, devils not only have these negative adjectives, they are also extremely brave and good at fighting.

"What the hell are you doing in the summer? Get a gun! Little Toyo is here! ”

The roar of the horses and donkeys brought Summer back to reality, and the vulnerability of the devil in the illusion was just a joke, but the reality was: the devil, led by a Type 97 medium tank, was attacking the company's position.

A squad of devils, with only twenty people, was attacking a defensive infantry position with one hundred and eight men.

And the devil's tank, remember to call it tin cans in summer, a very fragile thing.

But the reality is that the entire defense line of one hundred and eight people in the company is as fragile as paper paste under the attack of the devils.

Summer faces reality with the roar of horses and donkeys, but the idea is born: Run?

But he couldn't run, fear dominated all the motor nerves of summer, and he wanted to run, but he cowered in this shallow pit, his hands and feet, and he lost the ability to run—he was terrified, and the battlefield of hideous devils, explosions and gunshots, and screams and screams completely scared him.

"If you fight the Philippines, we just need to applaud, if you fight India, I am willing to donate a month's salary, if you fight the United States, I am willing to donate a year's salary, and if you fight Japan, I will donate a life!"

Suddenly, the image of bragging with his brothers in the dormitory flashed in Summer's mind, when he drank beer and said this sentence proudly.

But now, he has only one thought that his body does not allow him to achieve: to run.

After the horse and donkey looked at the devil and wasted the bullets in the magazine, he looked at the summer not far away while reloading the bullets, and saw the same picture as before:

The grandson cowered in the shallow pit, not even daring to move, as if he had been killed by a devil - but the trembling body was announcing a fact, not only was he not dead, but he was still alive, and he was really alive!

"Holy!"

The donkey's heart-rending curse, as if cursing all his unreliable comrades, he refilled the last bullets and began to shoot at the rumbling devils.

"Brothers, come with me!"

The company commander, who had never won the hearts of the people, held a knife and roared out of the position, and the horse and donkey knew that it was not his own company commander who had the courage to do it, but ...... He had to do this, the overseer team behind him is now red-eyed, lost his position to kill, kill if he flees, kill for no reason, here, either be killed by the devil, or, be killed by his own people, never want to die Lianza, now can only fight.

"Kill!"

The soldiers, who lacked ammunition, rushed out and, under the leadership of the company, rushed up against the devils.

rumble

The devil's tank shuddered, a cannon popped out of the chamber, and then it exploded, shouting the fiercest company commander flew up, and the flesh and blood fell into a pile of burning fire.

The soldiers did not see the picture of the company commander being blown away, because the company commander, who was rushing with them, fell behind at this time, and the back ......

Who can see it?

Only the remaining fifty or so soldiers rushed to the middle of the devils.

Killing, killing, killing, and then, repeating.

The shouting of killing made Summer slowly raise his head, and at this time, there was no terrifying sound of bullets flying overhead, and only dozens of Chinese soldiers who were still dirty, smelly, and ugly than the "madmen" but more brave than countless people were fighting back in the Jedi.

Summer turned over again, lying on his stomach in the shallow pit to prop up his head, and saw a familiar human head not far away.

Meng was annoyed.

Oh, it should be called Meng Lianzao, that is the deputy company commander of this company - but Meng is tired of being like him now, huddled in the shallow trenches, watching his brother fight with the devil.

Win!

Dozens of soldiers surrounded and killed the devils who followed the tank.

But it was not yet a complete victory, because there was still a tank rumbling forward without infantry cover.

"Brothers, get rid of this son of a bitch!" Ma Donkey, who had just killed several devils, screamed, yes, Ma Donkey thought that he had just killed several devils with the Hanyang Sho like a burning stick in his hand, so his waist was straight at this moment.

"Kill this son of a bitch!" The victorious soldiers scolded and shouted, yes, they killed so many devils just now, what else in this world can be difficult to stop them?

Isn't it just a tank?

it!

The soldiers rushed forward, trapping the still moving tank.

Get him!

The horse and donkey copied the burning stick in his hand, just like the devil and kept smashing, the old man who claimed to be able to cut the door knife with the blade kept chopping the tank, and Pang Shazi, who was known as infinitely powerful, blocked the front of the tank with a gun, wanting to stop the rumbling tank.

A lot of people were banging around the tank in what they thought they could.

Seeing this scene, Summer smiled, it's an iron-clad meat, can you meat lattes open it like this?

The reality of the tank being abused by the infantry suddenly made Summer happy, and also made his fear fade without a trace in an instant, he shouted: "Find a way to blow up the tracks, and the tank will stop!" ”

"You donkey boy crooked, get up and help Lao Tzu, get rid of this big guy!" After hearing the shouts of Xia Zhuge Liang, the horse and donkey roared rudely.

Summer decided to teach this group of uneducated men, and although he didn't know how to get a tank, he felt that he should be able to.

The horse and donkey made by Hanyang on the top of the tank and the butt of the gun could not be found, finally found a crack: "Huh? Is there a crack here? ”

He decided to look through the crack to see what it was like, how could this thing not be smashed......

That's not a slit, that's the firing hole of the course machine gun......

While the horses and donkeys pondered, the heading machine guns inside were finally able to roar again.

The machine guns roared, and the horses and donkeys flew.

The roar of the machine gun became the howl of the tank's counterattack, and it began to move left and right, in place, back and forth, and the soldiers attached to the ants began to be thrown out or shot down by the machine guns, and then, in the terrifying crushing sound, one by one, the soldiers who were alive and well a second ago turned into terrible flesh.

Summer, who was suddenly cured of paralysis, was also stunned.

At this time, he suddenly figured out one thing:

It was a tank, the king of land warfare with a cannon embedded in an iron box, not a toy that could be used by himself.

The horses and donkeys died, Pang Fatzi was crushed into pulp, Lao Sao was gone, and all the soldiers besieging the tank disappeared as if by magic.

In the distance, some more devils rushed up, wanting to continue to cover their tanks, and not far away, Deputy Meng was striking a match, as if to ignite a glass bottle beside him.

Summer suddenly went crazy and threw himself into the shallow pit of Meng Vice-Company, and dodged the bottle from Meng's hand - the dirty bottle was filled with liquid, and the mouth of the bottle was stuffed with a dirty cloth.

"Don't move, you donkey! Lao Tzu lit it! ”

Meng Weilian roared at Summer, who had taken the Molotov cocktail, forgetting that there were several discarded matches at his feet—he had always wanted to light the bottle, but he was holding the match and scratching it, and he was stunned that he didn't have a match.

Ignoring him in the summer, he snatched the bottle and threw himself into the fire two meters away, where there was still a man lying in the fire, making a sizzling sound of oil refining, and by the way, adding to the fire.

The strip of cloth stuffed on the mouth of the Molotov cocktail instantly ignited in the fire.

boom

The bottle flew out of Summer's hand and landed on the tank that was squirming back and forth on a large pool of blood and mud more than ten meters away, making a crisp breaking sound, and the next second, the fire engulfed the entire tank, the tank stubbornly turned its muzzle, and lay down at the moment of aiming at Summer, and the hatch that the soldiers who had turned into meat sludge desperately did not open it opened, and a fire man screamed and tried to climb out but then retracted, leaving only a screaming scream, which kept coming from the tank.

Meng Vice-Lian was stunned,

I stayed in the summer, too,

But the devils approaching in the distance did not stay, they were stepping up their pace to rush back and forth.

rumble

An explosion came, and the shock wave lifted Xia off and threw it on the ground, rolling and falling into the foxhole where Meng Lian was staying.

"Donkey's ......" Meng Lian said dumbfoundedly, probably because the bravery of his subordinates gave him unparalleled courage, he picked up the rifle thrown in the foxhole, wanting to block the devil who was slowly approaching in the distance.

He looked and looked, but found that there were too many devils who had opened up a long distance.

So, he died, he didn't move, and the whole person threw himself on the body of Summer, who had been blown unconscious, and never moved again.

The Japanese troops pulled the stragglers, stepped through the scorched earth, carefully searched for the advancing devils, and from time to time inserted bayonets into corpses to test life and death - this is why these devils like to stick bayonets in the muzzle of their guns.

A devil walked in front of the foxhole and mechanically inserted the bayonet, probably because of inattentiveness, the bayonet did not go through the corpse, but into the leg, and with the action of drawing, the blood flowed.

There is no movement,

It's a dead body.

The devil habitually judges, and then continues to move forward.

It's empty here, and it's time for them to move on......