ps:I was going to prepare three more today.,But,It's too late.,I had to send out the third chapter first.,Most of it is repetitive content.,But,It's changing.,Will change it as soon as possible!

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In the depths of every man's heart, there is a strength not to admit defeat, which is the innate attribute of male Hormon!

A man can admire, admire, surrender, be grateful, and hide the momentum of not admitting defeat, but the momentum of not admitting defeat must not be completely lost!

Because, the true meaning of a man's existence is to transcend, to surpass the people he admires, admires, and appreciates...... And those who once made themselves subjugated!

At noon, the sun was blazing, and a fierce basketball match was being staged on the corner basketball court of the 66th Regiment.

Captain Wren and Lieutenant Miller and others were replaced, Luo Quanyou, Luo Ping'an and others were also replaced, and Li Siwei and Liao Heiniu went up, as well as their selected teammates: Huang Hua, Fucha Morgen, Sun Dali, Hou Weihua, Gao Xianwu...... All of them are brothers with excellent skills.

Because, Li Siwei also wants to tell his brother: Actually, I am the same as you, I am just an ordinary person, I may also be surrounded and intercepted on the court, and I may also be angry because of a ball......

"Good ......"

Li Siwei and others were on the basketball court, sweating like rain, and the onlookers would cheer loudly from time to time for a beautiful goal.

"Hurry up ......"

Sometimes I will be anxious because of a fierce small confrontation, "pass the ball quickly......"

"Alas......"

Sometimes I sigh in disappointment because of a mistake, "It's a pity! It's a pity ......."

Hearing the shouts one after another outside the field, Li Siwei, who was rushing left and right on the field, suddenly felt a little relaxed - this is the truth!

Maybe before Liao Heiniu said that, he had been holding it and pretending.

But the moment he stepped onto the basketball court, he was already real.

Unabashedly embarrassed by oneself, unabashedly unabashed in one's own powerlessness...... put his most ordinary and ordinary side in front of his brothers.

"Shh......h

When the whistle sounded, Li Siwei sat on the ground with a "poof", panting for breath "...... snort".

"Puff ......"

Liao Heiniu also sat beside Li Siwei and looked at him with a bright smile, "Turtle ...... Turtle's, good...... It's been a long time...... It doesn't hurt so much...... It's a pleasure......"

"Right...... Enemies! ”

Looking at Liao Heiniu, Li Siwei also smiled, smiling very loudly, "Pain...... Happy, really...... It's a fucking pleasure! ”

"Hahaha......"

After that, the two laughed loudly, and the soldiers looked stunned...... Isn't it just a game of basketball? Is it so exciting?

"Commander,"

Liu Tianfu, who acted as the referee, hurriedly ran over and leaned over to pull Li Siwei, "Are you okay?" ”

"It's okay,"

Li Siwei waved his hand with a smile and got up by himself, "I just feel happy!" ”

Li Siwei was happy, but Captain Wren was a little unhappy, walked in front of Li Siwei, and burst out in English, "Li, where are you playing basketball, this is clearly engaging in physical confrontation!" ”

"Yes!"

Li Siwei nodded, his smile undiminished, "However, it's just as happy!" ”

"Uh......"

Captain Wren froze for a moment and shook his head helplessly, "That's not how basketball is played!" ”

With that, Captain Wren ran over to pick up the basketball, apparently being kicked off in the middle of the game and keeping him entertained.

"Cannon,"

Liao Heiniu also stood up, looked at Captain Wren's back, and asked in a low voice, "What did the foreign devil say?" ”

"Oh,"

Li Siwei smiled, "He thinks the old boys don't play basketball well!" ”

"Turtle's!"

Liao Heiniu stopped doing it as soon as he heard it, and he was about to go over as soon as he rolled up his sleeves, "I want to see how well he plays!" ”

"Black Bull, forget it!"

Li Siwei didn't want Liao Heiniu to have a physical confrontation with Captain Ren again, so he hurriedly grabbed Liao Heiniu, "Let's go, go around with Lao Tzu...... Didn't Sanyang start a drama troupe? It should be very interesting! ”

Peking Opera requires a certain amount of skills, while the Repertory Troupe is simpler, after all, it is only performed for the brothers, and the form of dialogue is easier to understand!

There are not many literate people in the army, and the simpler the situation, the easier it is to be accepted.

Under the shade of a tree in a corner of the school field, Zheng Sanyang was rehearsing with several brothers.

"Three sheep,"

Li Siwei and Liao Heiniu walked over with a smile, "What kind of drama are you doing?" ”

"Hehe......"

Zheng Sanyang greeted him with a smile, "Blood of Congress...... I used to watch a show when I was in the military school, and I felt that it was very good, so I came out, and I showed it to my brothers when it was arranged! ”

"Good!"

Li Siwei smiled, "You go on, let's take a look on the side!" ”

As he spoke, Li Siwei walked to a big banyan tree and sat down, took out a cigarette and smoked it.

"Cannon,"

Liao Heiniu hurriedly followed, sat down beside Li Siwei, and stretched out his hand to Li Siwei, "Give Lao Tzu one too!" ”

Li Siwei smiled again, took out a cigarette and handed it to Liao Heiniu, then sat under the root of the tree, closed his eyes, listened to the laughter in the camp, and slowly, only felt a quiet and peaceful feeling in his heart!

The brother who was lying in the cooking class shouted that he had eaten, and Li Siwei got up, but he didn't read what "Blood of Congress" was about.

The days off were easy and pleasant, but they also passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, the intense training began again.

Time slipped away in the intense training.

On October 15, a new holiday is coming, and the new Chief Du is coming faster.

A new order also arrived: the Army Garrison in India was renamed the First Army of the National Revolutionary Army, with Chief Zheng as the commander and Division Commander Sun promoted to deputy commander.

Of course, this is only a change in the number, and there is not much change in the establishment at all levels.

However, the situation in the troops has changed somewhat, and it is obvious that a "New First Army Military Song" has begun to become popular among the troops.

Having your own military song is the glory of a force.

In the past, the Fourth Army fought in the foothills of Dabie Mountain, performed bravely, and finally had its own military song.