At lunchtime, Han Lihong didn't come back, just a few of them ate together.

After the meal, they went to find Han Lihong.

The school, in the era of war, more or less, must have the characteristics of the era of war, and Ranzhuang, the characteristics of this aspect are even more obvious.

In a word, the education of the Ranzhuang system existed for the war, as long as the students in school, regardless of age, whether male or female, should receive military training while learning cultural classes.

Here, both boys and girls, under the guidance of adults, the favorite toy of the children's door is the gun.

Before the age of six, children play with fake guns, wood, and after the age of six, that is, after entering school, they begin to touch real guns and shoot live ammunition.

In this regard, Han Lihong spared no bullets, and now, all children who enter school shoot at least once a day, at least three rounds each time.

This consumption is staggering, but worth it because it will lay a solid foundation for building an invincible lion in the future.

What's more, most of the bullets can be made homemade, and the cartridge casings can be recycled and reused, and only explosives, projectiles and labor are consumed.

Here, in addition to the normal school, there is also a special school. Most of the students in this special school are between the ages of ten and fifteen, and they are all the best.

The school is located in Chenjiatai, seven miles southwest of Ranzhuang.

Seven miles away, Ma Sahuan arrived, but as soon as they entered the school, they were dumbfounded.

The students all gathered on the field, and at the other end of the field, there were five people tied to the rootless stakes, the five agents and Han Jian.

They were all dead, scarred, but the bullets kept coming into their bodies.

Some of the students were crying, some were vomiting, but many more were still holding their guns and shooting.

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The swallow was furious, she was angry for the first time, and in the wilderness, her eyes breathed fire, and she asked loudly, "What are you doing here?" They're all just teenagers! ”

The wind is up, and the snow is falling.

With a solemn face, standing in the wind and snow, Han Lihong squinted his eyes and stared at the lead-colored sky in the distance. There, his gaze seemed to penetrate the barrier of time and space, and saw the endless misery on the land of China.

In the northwest direction, eight years later, in the battle of Zhongtiao Mountain, the [***] team was captured 32,000 and 42,000 corpses were abandoned, and he himself was killed 673 people and 2,292 wounded.

In the southeast, four years later, in Nanjing, 300,000 people were slaughtered, and a squad of devils chased the wolves of a regiment and beat them to the ground......

Hundreds of men who were five feet tall knelt there in groups, like sheep and let the devils kill......

Looking at Han Lihong, the anger in Yanzi's eyes gradually disappeared, and there was a trace of confusion in her eyes.

After a long time, Han Lihong said slowly: "The people of an era have a mission of an era, and when their generation grows up, our country and our nation will reach the most dangerous juncture." Saving our country, saving our nation, this is their unshirkable mission, and this requires sacrifice, any sacrifice. I don't care what they are now, and I don't care what they will do in the future, as long as they can kill devils, they will kill devils, that's enough. ”

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It's the New Year, and everyone feels happy here.

On the evening of the thirtieth day, this is the time of family reunion, except for those who are guarding their respective posts, everyone stays at home, is with their families, eats Chinese New Year's Eve, sets off firecrackers, and keeps the New Year.

The Han family's house is still the old house, but the house is different, it has become cleaner, more spacious, and brighter.

After letting go of firecrackers and eating dumplings on Chinese New Year's Eve, Han Mu, Han Lihong, Sister and Yanzi, Liang Guiying, Fairy, Shen Juan, Bai Yan, eight people sat around the big kang, knocking melon seeds, eating peanuts, talking and laughing.

There is something called happiness that flows in everyone's heart.

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In the second year of junior high school, Han Lihong returned to Tianjin.

As he returned to Tianjin, the whole machine was running at high speed again.

Others were busy, but Han Lihong was not, and when he came back, he was fine except after visiting Wang Tianmu and Liu Daren, the two top bosses.

When I came back, my mother and my sister were busy, and they were busy meeting friends and attending parties. In this way, Han Lihong was relaxed, and he could rely on the big kang of the swallows and goblins without any psychological burden.

Outside the house, the snow is fluttering, and the wind is calling; Inside, the house is warm, quiet and warm.

The goblin was plucking Han Lihong's ears.

When the swallow was not there, Han Lihong's hand was not honest, and he kept drilling into the goblin's cotton jacket.

"Be honest!" Knocking that hand off, the goblin rebuked with a straight face, and then plucked his ears intently.

Indomitable, Han Lihong wanted to start working again, but his hand was just raised and put down.

The swallow came up from the basement, and after taking off her shoes and getting on the kang, she said, "They asked me over." ”

Han Lihong said: "Before fifteen, you must get the list. ”

The swallow didn't squeak.

The goblin said, "What are you doing in such a hurry?" ”

Han Lihong not only didn't answer, but closed his eyes, and the angry goblin pinched the kid's earlobe fiercely.

Han Lihong bared his teeth in pain, but [***] member, if he didn't say it, he didn't say it.

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