"Let's go," Mo Tian said indifferently: "There are still a lot of things I want to show you, don't waste too much time here." ”

As they walked through the steel door that led to the next floor, the training was in full swing, and the shouts and roars were suddenly cut off.

There is no modern training equipment, no microcomputer-controlled internal monitoring system, no high-power central air conditioning, and in the long corridors, those walls made of reinforced concrete are not even painted with the most basic white ash, and the dull gray is directly exposed to the air.

Although there will be a lamp on the ceiling every twenty meters, those thick sealed lampshades have probably been used for a long time, and there is already a thin layer of black inside, and the light emitted by the incandescent bulbs shines through from the inside, no matter how you look at it, it can't pour enough light into the entire corridor.

Mo Tian pushed open a green door with a sign that read "Confidential War Room", and when he turned on the lights in this room, everyone's eyes widened.

It is believed that anyone who walks into this confidential war room will be instantly attracted by a huge sand table placed in the center of the room. It was a super giant sand table with a length of 18 meters and a width of 9 meters, and in terms of area alone, it had reached an eye-popping 162 square meters!

The makers have definitely put an astronomical amount of effort and time into this super giant sand table, and even the gardens and woods have used the most slender models to make them vivid. The buildings on the sand table are not only carefully made according to the original proportions, but even painted with the corresponding colors according to the prototype.

The complex on the sand table, with a distinctly Western style. They are surrounded by vermilion toothed courtyard walls forming one of the most stable triangles in physics, and next to these walls there is a note: red walls, 2,235 meters long, 5 to 19 meters high, and 3.5 to 6.5 meters thick.

In fact, on this wall of more than 2,000 meters long and jaw-droppingly thick, there are not only four gates, but also nineteen lighthouses that can provide absolute terrain advantage for the defenders. Once war comes, setting up heavy machine guns or ambushing snipers on these 19 lighthouses will definitely cost the enemy the worst.

The buildings that appear to be solid under the arch of the red city wall are even more colorful in terms of patterns and architectural styles. Among them is not only the white Great Hall, which looks rich and magnificent, but is made of marble and glass and is full of modern atmosphere; There are decent office buildings that seem to be featureless, but they sit firmly in the Chinese military tent and vaguely grasp the overall situation; There is a dignified and dignified appearance, with nine gold-shaped domes at the top, which looks beautiful and beautiful, and is full of royal dignity; There is also an exhibition hall of ancient weapons with orange painted walls.

Frankly speaking, what was displayed in front of them in Fengying Building was not so much a military strategy deduction tool as an almost perfect work of art. Without insane dedication and passion, extraordinary dedication and absolute knowledge of the goal, it would never have been in this world.

Lei Hongfei frowned, he was thinking. Although it was just a sand table in front of him, the nineteen lighthouses around the red wall, and the buildings of different styles all gave him a sense of déjà vu in his heart. But Lei Hongfei racked his brains, and his temples hurt when he thought about it, but he couldn't connect everything shown on the sand table with reality.

At this time, Fengyinglou suddenly gently tugged on Lei Hongfei's sleeve, he stretched out his hand and pointed to the words written in chalk on the wall of the confidential war room, and said, "Brother Lei Hongfei, can you help me read it, I can't read it." ”

The chalk words on the wall, after more than 20 years of wind and dust baptism, have become a little blurred, and the most important thing is that these words are unsimplified traditional characters, with the "cultural" level of the second grade of Fengyinglou Primary School, even with a guess, ten words may not be able to read one, no wonder he wants to ask Lei Hongfei for help.

In fact, Lei Hongfei also struggled to recognize, so he read very slowly.

"At the end of World War II, the Soviet army had already captured Berlin, and Italy had already announced its withdrawal from the war earlier, why was Ben still fighting desperately, and in order to suppress the naval offensive of the coalition forces, he even formed the world-famous 'kamikaze' special attack team?"

"After the surrender of Ben, when the expatriates were withdrawn from China, why did those teachers insist on teaching their children while waiting for the boat on the dock?"

Reading, reading, inadvertently, the words written on the wall have attracted the attention of the vast majority of their students.

"Because they want to use this method to let the world see clearly what kind of country they are and what kind of nation they are! It is because of such a ruin, such perseverance, that he said that he lost the war, but he did not lose his dignity! ”

"And now...... It's our turn! ”

Reading this, Lei Hongfei's body suddenly trembled involuntarily, and a flame-like heat suddenly rose in his eyes. Really, after experiencing the great joys and sorrows of life, and struggling at the bottom of society for so long with his body, Lei Hongfei really thought that he was already invulnerable, and he could face everything in front of him with a cold and onlooker attitude.

But at this time, looking at the words on the wall, Lei Hongfei's voice trembled slightly. But he still read it word by word in a strange tone: "If one day, the Soviet Union really hits our homeland with a nuclear bomb, I will personally lead the fifth special unit, incarnated as a sharp knife, to launch a surprise attack on the Klimton, the heart of the enemy!" ”

Raid the Kremlin!

No wonder Lei Hongfei felt that the giant sand table was familiar, and the buildings built on it were actually the political core of the Soviet Union, the Klimt Palace!!

Not to mention how difficult it is to infiltrate a belligerent country in batches and then regroup the special forces; Not to mention how much risk you have to face along the way in the absence of logistical supply lines, running thousands of miles in the enemy's rear to intersperse with a large penetration; Just on the periphery of the Klimt Palace, the weakest position is also 3.5 meters thick, and the whole is more than 2,000 meters long, like the Great Wall, and the red wall that protects the entire building is enough to form a trench that is almost insurmountable for special forces!

If it was before, hearing such a story, Lei Hongfei would really laugh dumbly. From the perspective of modern people, this is obviously a military operation that will die, defeat, and die, and will only consume China's most elite soldiers in vain.

But looking at the declaration on the wall that has gone through more than 20 springs, summers, autumns and winters, in the dragon and phoenix dancing like swords, faintly revealing bursts of horns and clanging declarations, quietly feeling the era in which iron and fire, blood and tears blend with each other, Lei Hongfei finally understood.

That's right......

They just want to use the mantis arm as a car!

They just want moths to the fire!

They just want to use their corpses to pave the way to the Klimt Palace!

They are going to fight to the death and spray their own blood on the land of the Kremlint Palace. In the bright red and rain of bullets, let the people hiding behind the red wall open their eyes clearly, what kind of country and what kind of people they are trying to invade and conquer!

"Whenever a new cadet steps into the school, we, the instructors, take them to visit this confidential war room. Let them take a look at the declaration left by Principal Lei Zhen with his own hands! ”

Mo Tian was also looking at the declaration on the wall, in the eyes of the best soldier who was impeccable and killed countless people, the flashing light was clearly hopeless respect and worship!

"The blade has to fight, and if you can't win, you will die! This is the spiritual beacon left for us by the founder of the Fifth Special Force, Principal Lei Zhen! Our troops, without a number, do not even appear in the archives, in a sense, we are a 'shadow army' in a vacuum. However, I prefer Principal Lei Zhen, a nickname given to us...... Pawn! ”

"You can't retreat, you can't look left and right, you can either be wiped out by the enemy on the battlefield, or you can use all your strength to charge forward!"

Mo Tian turned around suddenly, he looked at the audience, and said word by word: "Remember, the pawn who crosses the river, be a car messenger!" ”

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