When all the recruits of the reconnaissance brigade came out of the col again, everyone's temperament seemed to have some subtle changes.

This change can probably be described in one sentence: they have the smell of battlefield blood, and they have a kind of pride and pride that they don't say but can feel.

Although many of them still looked pale, and some of them even had white bandages on their bodies, and there were faint traces of blood oozing from them, they were smiling because their lives had undergone a major transformation just now.

In fact, many times, metamorphosis is as simple as that. They were born in this era, and they don't know what the virgin is, what white left, what emperor and the like, let alone what racial equality, what freedom and power.

All they know is that they have been living to survive before, and now they have one more thing to defend in addition to survival - dignity.

One is the dignity of a soldier of the Qin Army as a real soldier of the New First Army.

And this dignity needs to be obtained with courage and fearlessness, and then defended with life and blood in the days to come.

The veterans of the reconnaissance brigade stood in line at the exit of the mountain col and raised their hands to every recruit who walked by—a solemn military salute, which was the veteran's recognition of the brave and the true acceptance of the recruits.

The recruits raised their chests high, their faces flushed, and they raised their hands seriously to return the salute.

When everyone regrouped outside the col and looked at the lieutenant captain at the front, their faces were full of excitement and anticipation.

"Congratulations, you are now a qualified soldier of the New First Army!"

The whole team was silent for a moment, and then there was a warm applause, and every recruit slapped desperately, everyone's palms were red, and some people were excited to tears.

The scene I just experienced was really a life-and-death struggle.

The bandit captives who had been promised and had hope of survival went from being a lamb waiting to be killed to a dying beast in an instant.

The captives were given weapons, weapons that they had previously lost.

One-on-one, if the bandits are defeated, they lose their lives.

When a recruit is defeated, he loses not only his life, but also the honor of being a soldier, as well as the face and interests of the family behind them.

The resonance of gold and iron, fighting for life, is the will to survive and the courage to fearless.

Blood splattered, muffled snorts, fell one by one, pounced on one by one.

There was only a patch of red in the eyes of both sides of the fight, which was the color of blood.

When one side fell and turned into corpses, the other side's eyes gradually regained their clarity, and they saw green mountains, green trees, and gray military uniforms.

Although some were pierced in the arm, others were stabbed in the thigh, they all survived, won their lives, and earned their honor as soldiers of the New First Army.

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Looking at the team brought back, although the people of Chenjiazhuang didn't know what was happening, they could also realize something from the eyes of those soldiers who began to become fierce, and the bloody bandages on their bodies, and looked at them with even more awe.

Chen Jiaying stood at the front of the chaotic crowd, looking slender like a green bamboo standing among the dead branches and leaves, but it was impossible to ignore its strength and nobility.

"The general is eliminating harm for the people today, and he is worshiped by the little woman!"

Looking at the lieutenant who came over, Chen Jiaying bowed, and the people behind him also knelt down and fell to the ground.

A battle that was just an assessment for the soldiers of the New First Army, but for these Zhuang families who had never seen the world, it was thrilling and unforgettable.

The super combat effectiveness displayed by the reconnaissance brigade made them completely awe and convinced.

"Miss Chen, please get up. I don't dare to call myself a girl general, just a little lieutenant. If you want to become a general, you need to sharpen on the battlefield. ”

The lieutenant leaned back and said in a deep voice.

Chen Jiaying got up again and said curiously, "Lieutenant? The folk girl has only heard that from ancient times to the present, there have been military lords such as Zhaowu Lieutenant, Zhaowu Lieutenant, Zhenwei Lieutenant, Zhiguo Lieutenant, Zhiguo Lieutenant, etc., but she has never heard of a lieutenant, and please ask the adults to solve their doubts? ”

The lieutenant was even more curious in his heart, and said in a deep voice: "I can't imagine that Miss Chen lives in a mountain village, but she also knows about the ancient military lords, which is really commendable. ”

Chen Jiaying did not shy away from it, and said generously: "When my brother was here in the past, he told the people about this for a long time, and he also knew something about it, which made the lieutenant laugh." ”

"Oh? But I don't know where Brother Ling is now, he must also be a hot-blooded man, I wonder if I can be lucky enough to meet? The lieutenant was even more puzzled in his heart, and after inquiring in the village, he didn't hear that Chen Laocai had a son.

Chen Jiaying sighed lightly, her expression directly appeared sad, and she said in a low voice: "My brother went out to study three years ago, and he has not returned so far, and he does not know life and death. ”

"It's no wonder that the girl is sad about the past. Presumably, Brother Ling will definitely be auspicious. The lieutenant casually comforted.

Chen Jiaying smiled and said, "Thank you, for your relief." In troubled times, human life is like grass. Although the people still have expectations in their hearts, they have already planned for the worst. ”

The lieutenant was silent, but Chen Jiaying glanced at the lieutenant and said, "Actually, the folk girl knows that the lieutenant has many doubts about the identity of the lieutenant, but she has never made any trouble. ”

The lieutenant was a little surprised, but his face remained calm and said, "I do have some doubts." With the demeanor and temperament of a girl, it is not something that can be raised in this poor country. ”

"Please forgive your sins. The folk girl did not intend to deceive the adults, but she was a little inconvenient to tell her. The village has prepared a meal, please the adults and all the soldiers will have a while, which can be regarded as the people's daughter, father and the villagers to thank the adults and all the soldiers to eliminate the evil. ”

Chen Jiaying's expression was still very calm, but he could see that there was obviously some melancholy in his expression.

The lieutenant stopped asking, these things were not necessarily known. As long as Chen Jiaying has no ill intentions, she doesn't care what her identity is.

After arranging for all the soldiers to have dinner, arranging for sentries to be on guard, and inspecting the camping conditions of each squad, the lieutenant returned to Chen Jiaying's small courtyard arranged for him.

It's just that when he just walked to the gate of the courtyard, he saw Chen Jiaying standing at the gate of the courtyard.

"The folk girl took the liberty to come, and I ask the adults to bear with me if there is anything abrupt." Chen Jiaying saw the lieutenant, greeted him and said softly, and saluted.

The lieutenant said in a deep voice: "Miss Chen has been visiting all night, and she must have something to say to me, and please speak in the house." ”

After speaking, she made a gesture of please, Chen Jiaying was not pretentious, and followed the lieutenant into the small courtyard.