Countless rookies stand in front of the gates of hell, fantasizing about what it is like inside - although most rookies never get into it for the rest of their lives, leaving only a legendary memory and countless memories woven by blood and tears. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

When the gate of hell was slowly opened, Ye Zhan only thought of those rookies who were unwilling to leave!

Ye Zhan stared at this mythical base in the hearts of countless rookies with a critical gaze - just like he imagined, there were familiar military green camouflage colors everywhere, ordinary buildings, there was not much worth paying special attention to, the only difference was that next to the fluttering military flag, there was a black military flag fluttering in the wind.

Black military flags?

Ye Zhan's puzzled gaze didn't meet the guide's answer—but Ye Zhan noticed the demonic guide's frenzy when he looked at the black flag.

This is hell, and there are always a lot of inexplicable things-Ye Zhan told himself.

The guide took Ye Zhan straight to the conspicuous office building, during which he encountered a lot of teams leaving or returning to the camp, the kind of combat uniforms that were different from the imperial army's standard equipment, looked a little different, but there was nothing else.

Although Ye Zhan understood that he was constrained by the experience of his previous life, and it was always difficult to understand all kinds of weirdness in the magical civilization when looking at equipment, Ye Zhan could hardly feel any special honor - this was probably the sequelae of this time.

The exterior of the office building is still a cheap and common green, but when you walk in, it looks exceptionally clean, even spotless.

The sickly cleanliness made Ye Zhan pout, and he could only slander secretly, this is probably what makes the Hell Force different.

Surprisingly, the guide actually took Ye Zhan directly to the underground floor.

The solemn arrangement gave people a sense of heaviness - this should be what the builder wanted to achieve, but no matter how Ye Zhan observed, he couldn't see why there was such a sudden sense of heaviness.

The guide slowly pushed open a door.

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One day after the time flies, an old man lies in a rocking chair and recalls his voice more than once.

Children and grandchildren, I will always hear the old man say: It is a door, he pushed open a door, but he also pushed my whole life into the inside of that door.

The back door listened to the old man's story in a daze, but it was still difficult to understand what kind of door made the ancestors remember for countless years.

It wasn't until they grew up that some people finally stepped through a door, and in their old age, they finally understood the murmur of their ancestors.

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"This is hell!" The Demon King turned his back to Ye Zhan and said without looking back.

Ye Zhan tilted his head and said, "I can't see where this place looks like hell!" ”

The demon king turned around, calmly looked at the rookie in front of him who made him very fond of it, and gave a rare explanation: "Because of those military flags!" Black military flag! ”

Ye Zhan looked at the black flags in the huge underground building in puzzlement, and countless black flags were like dark waves.

These black flags, like the baptism of countless years, are solemn and silent, thick and old......

"Black Flag Army!" Ye Zhan suddenly screamed in disbelief.

The Demon King nodded slowly, with an unknown taste, looking at the boundless black wave, "This is the final destination of the Black Flag Army, and it is the grave of the honor of the Black Flag Army." ”

Ye Zhan's thoughts wandered, and the bits and pieces of memories of the mysterious legion in his memory kept emerging.

From the moment he opened his eyes in this world, Ye Zhan was shrouded in an inexplicable desire for knowledge, and countless curiosities surrounded him—which also prompted him to absorb all the knowledge he could know like a sponge.

The memories of the Black Flag Army come from childhood curiosity about the Empire.

In the fog of history, the Black Flag Army has always run through the empire's founding war, and even the first Sino-Japanese war.

The submerged historical truth is unknown, but the few wisps of the Black Flag Army still left countless legends in history.

Although there is one of the most detailed records of the Black Flag Army in the history of the Imperial Army, this detail is only a bits and pieces.

The military reform in the 17th year of the imperial calendar buried too many unknown truths and drowned out all the glory of the Black Flag Army.

Since that military reform, the Black Flag Army, the Yulin Army, the God of War Legion, etc. have been unified and reorganized into the Yulin Army, and various independent armies have been combined into the Wehrmacht, the Imperial Army has become the cornerstone of the Wehrmacht, and the Yulin Army is the sharp structure.

Since then, the Black Flag Army has vanished.

Ye Zhan looked at the Demon King incredulously, "Is the black military flag here the black flag military flag that has been cancelled after the 17-year military reform?" ”

Without waiting for the Demon King to answer, Ye Zhan took a big stride and examined the black military flags of the observers one after another.

"7th Brigade of the Black Flag Army."

"The 18th Brigade of the Black Flag Army."

"The 1st Infantry Brigade of the Black Flag Army!"

……

In the right corner of the black military flag, one after another, the army number to which the military flag belongs is engraved.

Ye Zhan looked at it and looked at it, but there was an inexplicable pain in his heart.

Black Flag Army!

The invincible army that is crazy when the flag is broken, the flag will be angry, and the flag will be rushed!

Countless years later, the group of martyrs dressed in black war Kai fought for it bloodily, and the blood-stained flags were buried one after another in the basement where there was no light of day.

"The military flag is broken, I am invincible!"

I still remember the decisiveness of the general after cutting the military flag with his own hands in the old documentary.

"The army flag is ambushed, and the whole army is fighting bloody!"

I still remember the bloody murder of the flag-bearer waving a knife after abandoning the flag in the old documentary.

It was an ancient record that he turned out when he was in Ye Village, and it was also the endless yearning that Ye Zhan engraved in his heart.

Black flags appeared from the end of heaven and earth, and countless enemies looked desperately at the black waves, losing all will to resist.

Even the most resolute will is only the cold ice that dissipates under the scorching sun in the face of the black wave.

In the evaluation of history, how highly respected!

However, the once invincible honor is now only buried here, miserable......

"You know them?" The Demon King looked at Ye Zhan's performance, looked at Ye Zhan's heavy worship steps, and couldn't help but speak.

With boundless respect, Ye Zhan pushed behind the Demon King and nodded slowly, "I have followed the footsteps of the Black Flag Army. ”

"What was once an honor is now only sunk in the dark basement. The invincible army has vanished. The Demon King looked at Ye Zhan seriously, "This is the last mark of the Black Flag Army, and it is also one of the last two Black Flag Army." ”

"Because I have too much on my back, I can only choose the most elite seeds and continue to defend the immortal glory!"

"This is the Empire's sharpest army of hell! It's the sharpest black saber in the empire, Ye Zhan, are you willing to join? ”

The Demon King looked at Ye Zhan solemnly and asked word by word.