The deputy captain of the Führer's personal guard strode up to Zhan Xia Ge, and he suddenly shouted tentatively: "Zhan Xia Ge? ”

Zhan Xia Ge raised his eyebrows lightly and said, "Huh? ”

"I know you're a warrior song! You are the super combat hero known as the 'Tiger of the Jungle' and the 'Eagle of the Desert', who led the Chinese special forces to create military miracles again and again in the 'Blue Shield' military competition! ”

The deputy captain stared into the eyes of Zhan Xia Ge, and said loudly: "When the 'Blue Shield' military competition was held, I, as an ordinary tourist, watched one miracle after another that Mr. Zhan Xia Ge led the Chinese special forces, and I Clara Emer has never easily subdued anyone, but when I saw the Chinese troops under your leadership, my underwear was soaked in cold sweat. At that time, I only said one thing to myself, this kind of person can only be a friend, and definitely not an enemy! I'm sure I'm not the only one who thinks this way! ”

Zhan Xia Ge still didn't care about the light "um", in his life, he Zhan Xia Ge has played the most powerful weapons, faced the most terrible enemies, escaped from the sickle of death again and again, his life is picked up from the battlefield, where will he care about any false name or the meaningless respect and admiration of others?

The warrior song still sat there quietly, allowing the deputy captain of the Führer's personal guard, who claimed to be Kekra Aimer, to stand straight in front of him, facing the warrior song with a kind of rejection all over his body, but just betting his gentle gaze on Yajieer's face, Kekra Emmer could only close his mouth, and between the two people, he suddenly fell into an almost embarrassing calm.

But inside and outside the church, it was by no means peaceful.

More than 30 soldiers of the Führer's Guard, fully armed, quickly seized the commanding heights of this church. This is a stone building built by colonists in the Middle Ages, probably to prevent local aborigines from rioting, and the entire cathedral is simply a small stone castle that is sturdy and can withstand the repeated onslaught of heavy soldiers! Everywhere in this stone castle, you can see lookout holes and shooting holes for crossbowmen with good visibility and effective protection.

After hundreds of years of wind and rain, this stone castle is still as strong as ever, and the calm and heavy stone walls with a little green spots seem to silently tell everyone who passes by about its past and glory, and tell everyone who tries to capture it that must pay a terrible price.

It is a paramilitary structure with a historical representative surname, and it is impossible to destroy it in a short period of time, even with heavy weapons. If the largest church in Florida at that time supported a professional army privately formed by the church, this was an out-and-out military camp!

In the face of such a fortress of war, which must pay a huge price if it wants to be captured, the rebels and thugs, who have numbered more than 2,000 people, have surrounded the entire castle, but they did not attack easily. Anyway, the target is already their caged bird, anyway, the Führer has already disconnected from the army loyal to him, and the more time drags on, the more favorable it will be for these rebels.

As the clock passed, the Führer's Guardsmen, who had been stationed at various strategic positions in the castle, watched as more and more rebels and thugs gathered around the castle, and watched as the rebels built a simple but absolutely effective defensive position with overturned cars and some blankets found from the homes of the inhabitants and other things like mud and sand. After setting up a dozen light machine guns and two heavy machine guns, the possibility of them launching a surprise attack through the gate and winning was completely cut off.

In the face of the rebels and thugs who numbered more than 3,000 in just thirty minutes, the more than 30 soldiers of the Führer's Guards who were defending the castle looked at each other, and they couldn't help but cast their eyes on the body of the deputy captain Clara Emer. Kekra Emer didn't give them any instructions, he just stood straight in front of Warrior Song, but at this time, Warrior Song slowly closed his eyes, completely excluding Clara Emer from his sight.

"Bang!"

Clara Emmer actually bent on her knees, knelt down heavily in front of the warrior song, his eyes widened, and he shouted: "The Führer's Mansion was suddenly attacked by a large number of armed thugs, and before we could understand what was going on, we lost more than half of our brothers, and the captain has sacrificed his life for the country in order to get us out of the Führer smoothly. We are now a defeated army that has been crippled and does not know where we are losing! I'm not afraid of death, every brother of ours here is not afraid of death, but what we are most afraid of is that we have fought for this rotten life, and there is no way to complete the task and protect the safety of the Führer! ”

"I know that China does not want to get involved in the civil wars of other countries, but Mr. Zhan Xia Ge, please open your eyes and see clearly, where is this civil war, they are purely a pack of wolves, a group of demons whose surnames have been completely wiped out! How can we let our homeland fall into the hands of such people, and how can we let our favorite head of state fall into their hands?! ”

Clara Emer's head lowered, and slammed heavily on the hard stone slab in front of the warrior song, and in the sound of "dong dong", blood quickly seeped out from his forehead, and in a blink of an eye, it flowed all over Clara Emer's cheeks, at this time, Clara Emer looked like a powerful ghost who had just come out of the eighteen-story blood pool hell, the blood-stained muscles on his face kept trembling, he raised his face and hissed: "Please, for the sake of humanity, in the battle against this group of terrorists, Please help us! ”

Zhan Xia Ge still didn't open his eyes, looking at the Zhan Xia Ge sitting there with Ya Jie'er in his arms, the whole person was like a lifeless stone statue, without the slightest emotional fluctuation, Clara Emer only felt a little discouraged. But Clara Emer is very aware of the limits of her ability, in this situation of being cornered by the enemy on all sides, he, the deputy captain of the Führer's personal guard, is no longer able to come back, and the battle song is already their only hope!

All the soldiers of the Führer's personal guard stared at the vice-captain Clara Emmer, who knelt down to the warrior song in order to protect the Führer, and then looked at the warrior song who was sitting there like a dead man, ignoring the vice-captain's request and having an extremely unreasonable attitude, and everyone's breathing became heavy. In their blood-red eyes and heavy gasps, a suppressed and heavy breath slowly rose from the bodies of every soldier of the Führer's Guards present.

It was only at this time that Zhan Xia Ge slowly opened his eyes, he looked at Clara Emmer, who was kneeling in front of him, and said in a deep voice: "You and your brother, it's okay, get up." If you want to bleed, you will have a chance in a while! ”

Clara Emmer was surprised and delighted, he agreed, quickly got up from the ground, and rubbed the blood from her face with her sleeve. This deputy captain of the Führer's personal guard, who looked to be thirty-five or sixteen years old, a few centimeters taller than Zhan Xia Ge, and looked like a tiger's back, actually grinned and showed a big smile at Zhan Xia Ge, looking indescribably cute. It is clear that he is the kind of fierce general who is loyal, brave and good at fighting, but lacks strategy.

Zhan Xia Ge reached out and took the walkie-talkie in Clara Emer's hand, and said in English: "Everyone listen, my name is Zhan Xia Ge, from this moment on, I will take over the command of your group of boy scouts." I have only two simple requirements for you. First, follow orders; Second, don't be a deserter! Whoever violates these two points, I will shoot him with my own hands! Did you hear me clearly? ”

All the soldiers of the Führer's personal guard who knew the identity of the war hero song cheered loudly, and in this embattled and isolated environment, the morale of this group of loyal soldiers finally rebounded slightly because of the addition of the war hero song. Zhan Xia Ge, the temporary foreign aid captain, strode up to the Führer of Frogasia, saluted the Führer, and then directly faced several staff members in civilian clothes who were following the Führer, and said: "Now is an extraordinary period, except for the Führer himself, all of you have been temporarily recruited by me to be in the army, and you are ready to be dispatched by me at any time, and the two requirements I made just now will also be applied to you." Now I need a volunteer who is articulate, good at negotiation, and not afraid of danger, to carry out a dangerous but important task! ”

Several staff members who followed the Führer, who could be called confidants, looked at each other, and finally one of the staff members mustered up the courage to raise his right hand in front of the Führer.

"Very good, I like men who have courage and dare to take responsibility, I believe that as long as you and the Führer can resolve this crisis, you will definitely get a stage where you can develop your own strengths!"

Zhan Xia Ge first stuffed a few red dates into the pale staff member who took the initiative to sign up, and looked forward to a bright future for him that may not appear again at all, and then reached out to hug the staff member's shoulder, and said as he walked: "Your task is very simple, write a blank check and sign an unreasonable treaty for the Führer; kneeling down to the rebels and thugs outside and begging for mercy, pretending to be crazy and stupid; With the generosity of 'God loves the world', move the rebels and thugs outside, so that they can take the initiative to put down the butcher's knife in their hands, in short, you have to negotiate and buy us at least an hour's time! ”

The staff member's face became more and more pale, and even he didn't know when, Zhan Xia Ge had already stuffed a small wooden stick more than three feet long in his hand with a white cloth wrapped around it.

"Don't worry, rebels and thugs are also people, how can there be reasonable people among them, as long as you are modest, cautious, and pitiful, everything will pass...... Open the door! ”

When the staff member finally understood the true meaning of the last two words of the sentence of the Song of the Warriors, the two doors of the church, which could not necessarily be opened by shoulder-fired rocket launchers, were opened by two soldiers of the Führer's personal guard A gap more than a foot wide.

"Whoa......

Thousands of automatic rifles were aimed at the staff member who was ruthlessly pushed out of the door by Zhan Xia Ge, and the staff member was really stunned when he faced the muzzle of the gun in front of him, which was almost connected, and he was really stunned, he desperately shook the small white flag in his hand, and shouted with a trembling voice like a male duck's crowing: "Don't ...... Open...... Gun! I'm here to negotiate! ”

"Bang! Bang! ”

In the light of gunfire, two bullets hit the hard metal door of the church, splashing two sparks. The staff member who was still shaking the little white flag desperately in his hand suddenly showed his agility similar to that of a professional soldier at this time, and the whole person fell to the ground violently. But in this case, the staff member still instinctively put the small white flag in his hand above his head, kept shaking, looking at his appearance, it was really indescribably pitiful.

Standing behind the reclosed gate, he first shouted "Big Brother Satan bless" in his heart for the poor staff, and then shrugged his shoulders in the face of everyone's weird eyes: "Now we only need to withstand the fierce attack of the rebels for an hour, and we can survive until dark." Well...... I didn't even have lunch, and I'm still feeling a little hungry, but the volunteer can get us an hour anyway, so let's all have dinner together. ”

Whether it was the Führer, the staff around the Führer, or the soldiers of the Führer's personal guard, including Yajie'er, a group of people looked at each other.

The church has its own attached in-house dining room, of course, and the food is not bad, just a few minutes away, and the long table that can seat more than twenty people is filled with bread, fresh milk, grilled fish fillet, pickled cucumber and the most famous caviar of Flogascia. Probably considering that once the rebels and thugs stormed the church, everything here would be looted, and the priest even graciously took out a few bottles of red wine from his own treasure.

Zhan Xia Ge and the Führer each sat at one end of the long dining table, and in the middle of them, sat the Führer's personal guard soldiers who were divided into two groups and took turns to eat, Zhan Xia Ge grabbed the bread with the grilled fish fillet and chewed it, and while looking at the parchment roll that was hundreds of years old and mutilated on the table, with a picture of the castle architecture, he asked a personal guard soldier next to him in a muffled voice: "Are you nervous?" ”

The soldier of the personal guard was using a dinner knife, trying to cut the bread on the table. He had already made a dozen cuts on the poor loaf of bread over and over again, cutting a good piece of bread to pieces, but he had not cut a whole slice of bread, and when he heard the question of the warrior song, the soldier blushed, bit his lip and shook his head vigorously.

"This dinner is not to your taste?"

The soldier hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded.

"Also, the bread is cold, the cucumber is cold, the caviar is cold, and even the soup that our priest brings out is served by them at noon." Zhan Xia Ge stood up and said with a smile: "That's it, anyway, there is still time, why don't I stir-fry a few authentic Chinese dishes for you, please taste it together!" Come along, brothers, and be my helper. Don't underestimate my craft, before I joined the army, but in the food stalls, I worked as a temporary worker for others! ”

Nearly twenty people poured into the kitchen together, and the kitchen, which was originally quite spacious, immediately seemed cramped, and a group of soldiers from the Führer's personal guard, staring at Zhan Xia Ge with big eyes and small eyes, put on an apron, and took great pains to set up a unique flavor, using a whole piece of wood to make a chopping board, in the kitchen knife and the chopping board made the sound of "dang, dang", and after a while, the potato slices and diced beef on the chopping board were piled up into a small mountain, this kind of skilled knife work, even Yajieer had to bow down.

When the diced beef and potato slices were still stirring in the cauldron, those soldiers of the Führer's Guard, who were standing around stupidly, watching the war heroes cook, only to feel that the image of the hero idol in their hearts was shattered, began to suck their noses hard.

Under the casual instructions of the war hero song, a group of people peeled garlic peeling garlic, patting cucumbers and spicting cucumbers, and fried dried chili peppers, and the kitchen suddenly became lively for a while. In the sound of tinkling pots and pans, plates of steaming dishes flowed from the kitchen to the table. When Zhan Xia Ge wiped his hands with an apron and walked out of the kitchen, there were already many people secretly chewing something in their mouths.

When everyone sat back in their seats, although there was only a difference of less than thirty minutes, the atmosphere at the table was completely different from what it was just now. The tension and rejection brought by such a stranger as Zhan Xia Ge suddenly taking over the entire army was actually empty in a row with a few dishes. Clarat Mör looked at the warrior song with an indifferent smile and raised his glass with everyone, and thought to himself: "This is probably the real leadership charm, right?" ”

"Hey," Zhan Xia Ge gently shook the wine glass in his hand, looking at the soldier beside him who had just tried to cut the bread with a knife and cut a thousand knives, and now he had tied up a potato slice with a fork, and had been staring at it stupidly, but he didn't put it in his mouth, and asked, "The dish is not to your liking?" ”

"No, this is my first time eating Chinese food, and it tastes really good! I just suddenly noticed that every piece of potato chip you cut is amazingly the same thickness, almost as if you had cut it with a ruler. The soldier looked at Zhan Xia Song and said, "I know that if you are skilled, it will not be difficult to do this, but I really can't understand why your hands can be so stable in this situation, aren't you afraid at all?" ”

"Scared?"

Hearing this question, Zhan Xia Ge really laughed, and he said casually: "Of course I'm afraid!" I haven't lived enough, and of course I'm afraid of death, and maybe I'm more afraid of death than any of you. But the fear of death, the trembling of my hands, can I avoid the battle I am destined to face? Can I get a bullet and bleed less? What other benefits can there be other than allowing my muscles to do small and intense exercises that quickly deplete my energy and affect my shooting accuracy? So, five years ago, I learned how to confront my fears directly. ”

"Every time I am destined to face danger, I say to myself a hundred times, I am so fucking scared, so scared that my hands won't tremble, how my hands are more flexible than usual, my ears are sharper, my eyes are sharper......"

Facing the curious eyes of those young soldiers at the table, Zhan Xia Ge smiled: "As a result, I used this method of self-deception to deceive my body, and once I was sure that I began to be afraid, my hands were more stable than usual, and my reaction was more agile than Pingjin, I tell you the truth, my best shooting, fighting, and physical fitness records in the army were all left by me when I was afraid." ”

Zhan Xia Ge picked up a small piece of diced beef with chopsticks, put it in his mouth, and while tasting it with taste, he made a final summary of the topic he just said: "So I like to be afraid, because I know that fear is also a kind of power for me, a powerful oppressive force that can force me to break my limits and create miracles!" ”

There was silence in the restaurant, whether it was the soldiers of the Führer's personal guard, or the soldiers sent by the Chinese Embassy to rescue the war heroes, looking at the war heroes, in addition to respect, they were still respectful.

At the end of the meal, whether it was the soldiers of the Führer's personal guard sitting at the dinner table, or those soldiers who were stationed in various strategic positions and heard all the words of the war hero song through the walkie-talkie, they all accepted the sudden appearance of the temporary leader of the war hero song with great satisfaction. There is a soldier who said a sentence that expresses the hearts of most people, "To be able to fight behind such a hero, even if I am doomed to failure and destined to die, I can die vigorously!" ”

But the one who admires the warrior song the most is the vice-captain Claratmer. At the end of the dinner, Warrior Song took advantage of the five minutes left to leave him for a short military meeting. Watching the Song of Wars casually draw a topographical map of the castle on a blank piece of paper, Claratmer knew that Song of Wars could inspire their soldiers at the dinner table to read the map of the buildings on the parchment scroll while inspiring the soldiers of their army that had just suffered defeat and lost their team.

(To be continued)