Yan Zhi's legs were a little weak, and he was the last to step off the plane.

Seeing Zhao Fugui wearing a stained steel helmet in front of him, Yan Zhi almost squirted out of the two mouthfuls of water he had just drunk, if he hadn't gotten off the plane, Yan Zhi really wanted to kick Zhao Lao to death.

Whenever he thought of the dangling thing in Zhao Lao's steel helmet, Yan Zhi couldn't help but want to vomit.

It's so crazy.

As soon as he stepped out of the cabin, Yan Zhi heard ridicule coming from all directions.

Military, media and newspapers from all over the world are taking pictures.

Everywhere there are magnesium powder flashers taking pictures in flash.

Reporters from all over the world rushed to take pictures of the group of Chinese soldiers walking down from the C-47. Compared with the high-spirited soldiers of other countries, the scruffy and decadent mental outlook of Chinese soldiers is sure to make headlines.

They are accustomed to the weakness of the sleeping lion in the East and the backwardness of East Asia, an ancient civilization. From this group of Chinese soldiers who stepped off the plane, they could see that this ancient nation was still backward, still languishing, and still a complete weakling.

Seeing the expected Chinese soldiers looking decadent, sloppy, and with yellow muscles and thin muscles, all the Chinese students and overseas Chinese present wept sadly.

All the foreign correspondents adjusted the background of the camera – around the Brothers of Brothers, the soldiers of other countries stood tall and strong.

Chinese journalists don't know what to do for a while. A few days ago, they began to make preparations to take pictures of the most high-spirited spirit of China's lion dance, send it back to China, and make the headlines of major domestic newspapers, so as to boost the morale of the army and the people. And the group of soldiers who appeared in front of them was obviously far from their expectations. In the face of the enthusiasm of their peers, the Chinese journalists seemed a little overwhelmed.

Suddenly, in the crowd that came to pick up the plane, a Chinese female student shouted: "The warriors who stepped off the plane are our Chinese soldiers who fought bloody battles with the Japanese, they defend our homeland, they defend our homeland, they swear to fight to the death, although they are defeated and retreated, they never give in, they are the awakening lion of the Chinese nation." ”

With tears in her eyes, the girl waved the national flag and shouted, "Welcome, welcome, warm welcome......"

"Yes."

"They are warriors, and they hold us up with their thin backbones......"

"Welcome, welcome ......"

All Chinese expatriates and students are waving the national flag together, and others look down on us.

Yan Zhi knew that no matter what he said or did at this time, he could not change the bad impression of other countries on the Chinese Brotherhood. The soldiers of the Brothers of Brothers had never been on an airplane, and airsickness was inevitable, and after a few weeks of twisting and turning, it was good for the soldiers to be in this state as they are now.

It is normal for the soldiers to have collapsed uniforms, and they have no spirit when they look at them, giving people a feeling of sickness and listlessness. But the eyes of the soldiers did not collapse, and under the illumination of countless flashing lights, although the soldiers were a little overwhelmed, they did not flinch, and their courage did not collapse.

That's enough.

This is just the beginning, Yan Zhi silently said to himself, the one who laughs last is the winner.

Under the diligent guidance of several reception staff from the U.S. military, the Brothers of Brothers walked to their temporary barracks.

Camp McCall, North Carolina is an impressive wartime structure, and on November 7, 1942, it was still a 6,200-acre wasteland, and four months later it became a wartime camp with sixty-five miles of paved roads, a fully equipped hospital, a movie theater, and a huge beer garden, and a full-fledged, three-runway, all-weather military airfield, and more than 1,700 barracks with electric fans in the summer. There is heating in winter.

Camp McCall.

She was named in honor of an American paratrooper who died in World War II, Private John T. Michael of the 82nd Airborne Division.

On November 8, McCall died on the battlefield in North Africa. The camp broke ground on November 8 of the following year.

Camp Michael is the base camp of the Airborne Forces, and at the same time, it is also a training base for many soldiers and officers.

This time, the soldiers of each of the allied countries of the United Nations had their own separate barracks.

On the side of the road, two officers in handsome and tall lieutenant uniforms stopped when they saw Yan Zhi and them.

They wore light blue berets, decent military uniforms with silver wing badges on their chests, 506 regimental armbands on their arms, shiny military boots, trouser cuffs tucked into boots, and looked very energetic, so that the Chinese soldiers who just glanced at them were ashamed of themselves.

The tall, slender, dark-haired American captain asked a receiving noncommissioned officer, "Sergeant James Lee, what country is this unit from?" ”

"Lieutenant Mark Sobel!" Sergeant James Lee gave a handsome military salute, "They are the Oriental Lion Awakening Independent Company from China. ”

"Second Lieutenant Winters, these are the Chinese warriors that Hoel Robles and Ava are talking about? Judging by their height, they are not as tall as the girl you like. The American captain named Mark Sobel looked at the group of Chinese soldiers with a proud face and said to a second lieutenant beside him.

His eyes were thin and long, his face was long, his chin was sunken, he had a big hooked nose, and he was full of pride, and he looked down and squinted at this group of scruffy Chinese soldiers with disdain.

"Yes. It's them. Sir! The second lieutenant, known as Winters, blushed and whispered, "These soldiers are obviously mentally ill from a long flight. When I first joined the 101E Airborne Division, I also threw up on the plane. E-Company vomited most of the soldiers. Speaking of this, Second Lieutenant Winters smiled, and he smiled shyly, "The clothes of these Chinese soldiers are broken, but their eyes are not broken, just like the eyes of the awakening lion on their armbands." ”

E101 Airborne Division?

E Link?

Captain Sobel?

Second Lieutenant Winters?

So familiar company. Yan Zhi shook his drowsy head, the names of these two people are so familiar.

Where have you heard of it?

The brothers were placed in a room they had never lived in in their lives.

The whole room is spotless, the ventilation is very good, there are no smelly shoes and smelly socks that are not washed all year round, there are no shirts soaked in dark yellow by sweat, there is no smell of sweat.

The soldiers each had their own bed, a brand new quilt with the fragrance of washed water, and the whole room looked comfortable and tidy.

After everyone had found their beds and put away their luggage, the first thing the American receptionists took them to do was to take a shower.