Lei Zhen raised his right fist high and shouted: "The first battalion of the 524th Regiment, all assemble!" More than 300 officers and soldiers of the lone battalion looked at each other, to be honest, Lei Zhen was not their commander, he was not even a soldier, and he was not qualified to give the order for the whole battalion to assemble. But looking at Lei Zhen, who was still standing under the eyes of a thousand people, even those fierce White Russian soldiers, no one was willing or dared not approach him at all, and the eyes of all the Chinese present lit up.

Battalion Commander Yang Ruifu was the first to silently walk in front of Lei Zhen, as if he was going to be reviewed by the Führer, and tried to straighten his body that had been scarred in the nearly two-hour fierce battle against Lei Zhen, a fledgling nobody. It was under the example made by Battalion Commander Yang Ruifu that more and more soldiers in the lone army battalion continued to assemble in front of Lei Zhen with the goal of Lei Zhen's raised fist.

The White Russian soldiers did not stop these Chinese people from gathering and fighting fiercely for an hour and 45 minutes, and these soldiers, whose average height was less than 1.7 meters, had already taught the Belarusian soldiers the most terrible combat effectiveness that broke out when China, a nation that believes in modesty and forbearance, really went crazy, really went crazy.

In a strange silence, the more than 370 people in the battalion, except for the soldiers who were seriously injured and could no longer support their bodies on their own, all gathered in front of Lei Zhen.

I hate soldiers, and the first time I saw them was when I was fourteen. It was the same group of soldiers who were more like beasts than beasts, who broke into the village and killed my mother and eldest sister. ''I hate soldiers, and it was my eldest brother who saved me, took me out of the mountains, and gave me a hot meal and clean clothes. We fought against the Yue himself and kept robbing their transports, but when we were chased and cornered by the Yue Ben soldiers, those [***] people, who usually looked more like bandits than bandits, gave us the final blow! Speaking of this, Lei Zhen's voice suddenly stopped, and he remembered the 'small gun' made of corn stalks by his second sister, which was one day nineteen years ago, he caught such a toy with his own hands, so that his life and the profession of 'soldier' could no longer be separated.

Perhaps in this world, there is really a god who is looking down on the earth, using his supreme supernatural power to turn his hands into clouds and hands to rain, guiding Lei Zhen to finally find the ...... of his life Road?!

Lei Zhen really doesn't know!

He only knew that at this time, the more than 300 scarred men in front of him, but in front of the enemy, holding their bodies like javelins, had used their actual actions to finally understand what the real military soul was!

It was with such muttering that Lei Zhen Huo Ran turned his head and strode towards the national flag that was still fluttering in the wind on the field of the lonely military camp at twelve o'clock in the afternoon. Under everyone's gaze, Lei Zhen slowly lowered the national flag, which was really soaked in too much blood, dazzlingly red, and gorgeously red.

We are scheduled to raise the flag at six o'clock in the morning and lower it at twelve o'clock at noon. We succeeded in raising the national flag in the barracks, successfully flying it until 12 o'clock in the afternoon, and now we have successfully lowered our own national flag with our own hands. We, victorious! Everyone standing here is ...... Good soldiers! After a brief silence, stormy applause and cheers suddenly rang out in the lonely barracks' field, tearing through the lonely sky.

At this time, in the face of the British, Italian, and White Russian soldiers who surrounded the lonely army camp, the Chinese soldiers in these lonely army camps, everyone was yelling hard, they were shouting loudly, and they seemed to be using this method to completely pour out the too much and too heavy depression that had accumulated in their hearts for a year.

Facing this cheer that came like a tide, Lei Zhen took a deep breath, he tried his best to straighten his chest, slowly raised his right hand, and saluted the first military salute in his life to the more than 300 Chinese [***] people in front of him.

'Brush! More than three hundred right hands raised fiercely almost at the same time, and returned a military salute from Lei Zhen.

Glancing at everyone again, Lei Zhen held the national flag and walked in front of Major Ma Fei, who commanded the suppression, he raised the national flag, cherished it and put it in Major Ma Fei's hand, and said: "The national flag was sent by you, we have completed the commemorative ceremony, according to the prior agreement, now I will return it to you." In the meantime, I have a few more words for you, and I hope you will remember it. Major Ma Fei was listening, he was listening carefully.

We're not stupid, no one is stupid here, and no one is stupid enough to want to die. However, in this world, there is something more important than life, and that is the personality of man! Major Ma Fei held the Chinese flag, and he slowly savored the words spoken by the young man in front of him, who was only twenty years old. When he withdrew from the encirclement of the lone army camp with his troops, Major Ma Fei suddenly turned around, stretched out a thumbs up to Lei Zhen, and said sincerely: "You are a hero, and everyone here is a hero!" If I had a choice, I would prefer to be your friends rather than on the opposite side. In the face of Lei Zhen and the [***] people in the entire lonely army camp, Ma Fei was not even willing to say the word 'enemy', after saying these words, Ma Fei took all the troops, holding the national flag that was really soaked in too much blood and life, and left the lonely army camp.

Looking at Major Ma Fei and the three troops belonging to different countries, but they could surround the lone army camp together, at this time, everyone was laughing, even Xie Jinyuan, who was watching the development of the incident through the window, was also laughing, he was watching with his own eyes an eagle that will spread its wings and soar thousands of miles in the future, is breaking out of its shell!

But I don't know when, faint tears slowly seeped out of Xie Jinyuan's eyes. At this time, Xie Jinyuan was really crying and laughing, even Xie Jinyuan himself didn't know why he was so contradictory when he had great wisdom and had already learned to face all the ups and downs with a calm and calm attitude.

Only Xie Jinyuan's wife, Ling Weicheng, knows how much effort Xie Jinyuan has put in in order to train Lei Zhen and let him grow up quickly! He needs to teach Lei Zhen to read and write, he needs to teach Lei Zhen to use his own eyes to distinguish the truth, goodness and beauty of this world, and help Lei Zhen establish a correct outlook on life!

Xie Jinyuan also needs to teach Lei Zhen, a person who can't even write his own name, to study Sun Tzu's Art of War, to study Chinese humanities history, and to analyze various classic war cases. Xie Jinyuan wants to reverse Lei Zhen's prejudice against the profession of soldiers, so that he can truly accept soldiers and be willing to become an excellent soldier.

If it is said that with today's achievements, Lei Zhen is the result of very hard work, then Xie Jinyuan is behind the 20 years of hard work!

Seeing that Lei Zhen, who he personally taught, continued to thrive in his tailor-made counseling, absorbing all knowledge and wisdom at an astonishing speed, and finally burst out with such a brilliant and confident light in the face of adversity, leading everyone in the lonely army camp to fight a rare and valuable victory, Xie Jinyuan couldn't help but laugh!

He Xie Jinyuan was also once as strong as Lei Zhen, he had a chivalrous feeling of sacrificing his life for the country and the people, and in his heart, he had the ambition to rely on his own efforts to glorify his ancestors and finally return to his hometown. But it is the reality, which slowly grinds away Xie Jinyuan's edges and corners, and it is the cold reality that hits the wall again and again, which makes Xie Jinyuan understand the insignificance of personal power in the historical background of this great era.

Seeing Lei Zhen standing proudly on the lonely barracks, feeling the surging enthusiasm in him, imagining the brilliant strokes that this person may draw in the future history, he has pinned all his hopes, even the future of the profession as a soldier, on Lei Zhen, and he only left Xie Jinyuan who was waiting endlessly, he couldn't help crying!

If their country is really strong enough, and they can really respect the soldiers who fought bloodily for this country and this nation, he Xie Jinyuan is not yet forty years old, which is the best age for a man to make meritorious contributions, he can use to pin his hopes and dreams on another person, but he must be imprisoned here and endure the white eyes of others? !

Ling Weicheng stood behind Xie Jinyuan, she reached out and gently hugged Xie Jinyuan's waist, and gently put her face on Xie Jinyuan's shoulder, which was not generous, but could make her obsessed with it all her life, and poured her support and the girl's hero-like worship into the man's heart without reservation, until Xie Jinyuan's breathing returned to calm, until she used the gentleness that belonged to the female surname to soothe the hurt and pain in her husband's heart a little bit.

The two of them stood there quietly, feeling each other's body temperatures, listening to the familiar sound of breathing, and enjoying a wonderful tenderness that was better than sound at this time.

In the afternoon of the same day, Xie Jinyuan led the officers and soldiers of the battalion to bury the bodies of the four martyrs who died to protect the national flag in a spacious place on the north side of the lonely army camp. Seeing the dirt burying the coffin little by little, tears once again flowed from everyone's eyes. At this time, Xie Jinyuan saw Ma Lan.

Ma Lan still had a calm face, looking at her, as if she had just sneaked out of the barracks to relax, but she nodded at Xie Jinyuan and Lei Zhen with inaudible movements.

Xie Jinyuan exhaled lightly, he understood that Ma Lan was a war machine that had been strictly trained, proficient in special operations, and at the same time had a considerable understanding of intelligence warfare, and hated the soldiers to the core.

On the second day, Xie Jinyuan, as usual, led everyone in the lonely military camp to face the east again and carry out their spiritual flag-raising ceremony after a morning run and a morning run. And it was on the evening of this day that the lone camp was again surrounded. The leader of the group to surround the lone military camp was Major Ma Fei, a British [***] officer who had risked his life to enter the Sixing warehouse alone and persuade Xie Jinyuan to withdraw into the concession, leaving the troops outside and walking into the barracks alone.

'I received an order from the Ministry of Industry. Facing Xie Jinyuan, Major Ma Fei had a helpless wry smile on his face, "The superiors asked me to take you and the officers in the more than a dozen military camps to another place, and they said that the environment there was better, and it was more suitable for you officers with status to live." And it was on the evening of that day that Major Ma Fei came to the lone camp again, and he came to 'visit' with more than 300 fully armed White Russian soldiers.

Xie Jinyuan smiled, it seems that Ma Lan is ruthless enough, and it is very likely that he has carried out a devastating blow to the intelligence station set up by the 'Mei' agency near the lonely military camp. Otherwise, the military would never have pounced on them like a mad dog that had been kicked and hurt, trying to bite them back.

Taking Xie Jinyuan and a dozen officers away and detaining them separately from ordinary soldiers is likely to be a suggestion put forward by the military.

Xie Jinyuan must admit that this is indeed a ruthless move!

Think about it, what will become of a force, the chain of command if someone uproots it? Even the platoon commanders were pulled away, and there were only a few squad leaders left who only knew how to charge into battle, and they didn't even know a few big characters, without the command and suppression of their superiors, these squad leaders were some veterans who had experienced a hundred battles, who would be convinced by whom? No matter how elite the soldiers under their command are, they will only become a plate of sand when the dragons are leaderless and go their own way.

But Xie Jinyuan sat in front of Major Ma Fei, but he still maintained a calm smile on his face, because in this plan of the military, they still missed two people.

The first person, of course, is Lei Zhen.

Lei Zhen is not a soldier, and of course he does not need to be invited by Major Ma Fei to another place with a 'better environment' and 'more suitable for officers to live'. Although Lei Zhen is only a big child who is not yet twenty years old, but the strong are respected in the military camp, after experiencing yesterday's flag protection incident, Lei Zhen has won the recognition of those soldiers with practical actions, plus he is Xie Jinyuan's apprentice, he can barely command the overall situation.

And there is Ma Lan, of course, she is a soldier, and she is also the company commander of the special service battalion directly under the Central Military Academy Teaching Corps, in the defense of Nanjing, the Central Military Academy Teaching Corps was completely wiped out, and since then, Ma Lan has never worn a military uniform. The people who knew her true identity were only Xie Jinyuan, Lei Zhen, Yang Ruifu, and Ling Weicheng in the entire lonely army camp.

When more than a dozen officers from the lone battalion were brought into Xie Jinyuan's room by the White Russian soldiers, they secretly counted the number of people, and Xie Jinyuan smiled again. These White Russian soldiers are tall and strong, and they look like polar bears, and their brains probably inherit the 'advantages' of polar bears. In the barracks, the soldiers all shaved their hair, and only officers above the company commander would keep their hair, so those White Russian soldiers who did not even have a list in their hands only caught those who had hair.

Such a method seems simple and effective, but what if there are officers who like to shave their heads and make their heads a little cooler in this harsh summer day?

(To be continued)