The wind is sluggish and the water is cold, and the strong man will never return...... When the last Operator fell to his knees on the battlefield, the Dragon Soul Sword in his hand pierced through the enemy's heart.

At this moment, the dragon soul sword in Long Xing's hand suddenly pierced into the void, a ninja was penetrated through his body, and with a bang, Long Xing fell to his knees, and dozens of enemies slowly surrounded Long Xing, and the Dragon Soul Sword supported Long Xing's body, trembling violently. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

At this time, Long Zhongtian's sword penetrated the throat of the Phantom Moon Shadow, and the Phantom Moon Shadow knelt at Long Zhongtian's feet in disbelief.

The death of the phantom moon shadow was like a thunderbolt striking the Japanese powerhouse, and the dozens of Japanese powerhouses besieging Longxing began to slowly retreat, and suddenly one after another afterimages flashed and disappeared on the battlefield.

Long Zhongtian stared at the battlefield, gunsmoke, corpses, blood: "Ah......" touch! Falling heavily on the battlefield, the Dragon Soul Sword supported Long Xing's body and slowly stood up, walked to Long Zhongtian's side step by step, and picked Long Zhongtian up: "Go home, young marshal!" ”

The battlefield was very quiet, Yang Du, Li Dazhu, Wang Xiaomo, and Hong Tiehammer struggled with their tired bodies, picked up a dragon soul sword one by one, and followed Long Xing's back to leave the battlefield step by step.

Long Xing hugged Long Zhongtian, feeling Long Zhongtian's faint breath, Long Zhongtian's abdomen was pierced by the treasure knife of the phantom moon shadow, Long Xing's face was dead, his body was submerged in the sea water deeper and deeper, not far away was the sea ship of the Dragon Soul Special Combat Team.

Long Xing put Long Zhongtian on the sea boat, climbed the sea boat and turned around slowly, and suddenly his eyes lit up: "Yang Du, big pig, small end, iron hammer." ”

With a bang, Long Xing fell to his knees, but in Long Xing's sight, the four people in his eyes slowly knelt down against the battlefield and roared angrily, before they came towards Long Xing.

Yang Du supported each other to board the ship, and with a pop Yang Du knelt down in front of Long Zhongtian, holding his head and crying, his body trembling very violently.

Crying, crying silently, Li Dazhu, Wang Xiaomo, and Hong Tiehammer fell to their knees one after another, and familiar faces echoed in their minds.

Long Zhongtian slowly opened his eyes, tears dripped from the corners of his eyes, and a weak voice came into everyone's ears: "You guys, still alive." ”

Long Xing nodded, and the four of Yang Du raised their heads and stared at Long Zhongtian, their eyes were like a thousand words, revealing confusion and doubt.

Long Zhongtian showed a bitter smile, his eyes looked at the endless void: "Pull out this knife, I will use it to enter the hearts of the Japanese and wash away the shame of the Chinese, the shame of the **** people, and the hatred of my dragon soul." ”

"No, young marshal, I can't pull it out, pull it out of you." Long Xing said worriedly.

"This knife can't kill me, remember that we are soldiers, Chinese, and a Chinese ** person, we don't have any confusion, what we do is just what the descendants of China should do." Heavenly Dao in the Dragon.

However, Long Xing's hands trembled, staring at the Japanese katana inserted in Long Zhongtian's abdomen, the handle of this knife was inlaid with precious stones, and a red gem was very conspicuous.

Long Xing's eyes swept over Long Zhongtian's body, and there were knife marks all over his body, dozens of large and small, overflowing with blood, pulling out this knife, he Long Xing was not sure if Long Zhongtian was still alive.

"Pull it out, this feeling of not being able to move makes me feel bad, I don't like this feeling, we have to continue to fight, as long as I am alive, I have to fight for the motherland." Long Zhongtian shook it, and his eyes suddenly exploded.

The bewildered eyes of the four Yang Du slowly cleared, and they recalled in their minds the battles and wars with the Japanese again and again, and they suddenly found that their blood was not shed for themselves, let alone for the benefit of a dragon soul, they were preventing Japan's wars against the motherland again and again.

What Long Zhongtian did was very clear, telling them a clear message, he was using his own strength to save the ruined motherland, caring for the people, and caring for hundreds of millions of compatriots in the motherland, all because Long Zhongtian was a soldier.

And Yang Du, Li Dazhu, Hong Tiehammer, Wang Xiaomo, they are also a soldier, a Chinese, and a Chinese ** person.

"The death of a person, heavier than Mount Tai can be as light as a feather, what is the joy of life, what is the meaning of death, people can be born colorful, but can not die peacefully, the living are animals, the dead must not be like a person, even if we are just a legend." Long Zhongtian stared at Long Xingdao.

He seems to be telling himself, and he seems to be telling everyone, death is not terrible, what is terrible is that you can't die where you want, that death has no meaning, that people live without knowing why they live, that they can diffuse, that they can have no goals, and that they can't not know why they die.

Long Xing's heart trembled, his teeth clenched, and with a snort, he pulled out the katana inserted in Long Zhongtian's abdomen, and Long Zhongtian let out a muffled snort, and blood flowed out from the knife like a pillar.

"Dog's day, hurry up and stop the bleeding for Lao Tzu." Long Zhongtian roared.

Hong Tiehammer hurriedly took out a bullet from his body, twisted the eggshell and poured the gunpowder into the knife edge, one, two, three, and finally snorted, and was lit by Wang Xiaomo, and the wound stopped.

Long Zhongtian took a deep breath: "Damn, you pulled out your sword without preparing anything, you really let Lao Tzu die here." Long Zhongtian gritted his teeth and roared, controlling his brain to prevent himself from passing out.

Long Zhongtian knew very well that once he closed his eyes, it would be impossible for him to wake up again.

None of the people had the heart to joke with Long Zhongtian, and Long Xing knew Long Zhongtian's situation even more, and scolded Long Zhongtian loudly: "Damn, you are dead, and the soldiers of the Netherworld will also send you back, and the dog has not yet taken revenge on who let you die." ”

Yang Du struggled to stand up and crawled to the cabin step by step: "I remember that there are anti-inflammatory drugs there, just to treat the wound, I'll take them out." ”

The sea boat slowly left the island of Taiwan, moving quickly along the sea breeze, as if the Japanese were really timid, and did not pursue, six people cultivated their bodies on the sea boat, and the sea boat swept over the islands in the direction of the sea breeze, and approached the border of Zhejiang little by little.

In the waters of China, an isolated island came into everyone's sight, and the sea ship had been floating in the sea for more than a month, and everyone's injuries had recovered, but at this moment, everyone had nothing except a dragon soul sword, a telescope left in the cabin, a sniper rifle, and five hundred rounds of ammunition.

The freshwater food in the cabin had been consumed a day ago, and Long Zhongtian's upper body was tightly wrapped in sandbags, and he raised his arm and held a telescope to look at the isolated island in front of him.

A dragon soul sword hung on the highest peak of the isolated island, and Long Zhongtian's heart was shocked: "The sacrifice place of the three brigades." The next tombstone under the peak fell into Long Zhongtian's eyes: "The tomb of the third brigade of the Dragon Soul Special Army." ”

On the top of the mountain was the battle flag of the third brigade of the Dragon Soul Special Army, and Long Zhongtian looked down the mountain peak along the dragon soul battle flag, a large grave pit, piled up with corpses.