The ten Chinese players gathered in front of the captain Zhan Xia Ge.

Looking at the vice-captain Dong Da, who was soaked in blood all over his body, trembling slightly, and still able to stand tenaciously in front of him, Zhan Xia Ge gritted his teeth and walked over, and threw two slaps to Dong Da with his hand, and then kicked Dong Da four or five meters away with his big foot.

Dongda, who was extremely weak all over, was caught off guard, and was kicked by Zhan Xia Ge several times in a row, he lay in the middle of a pile of leaves and mud, struggling to get up, but he tried several times, his arms were propped up on the too soft soil, and he always barely supported his body halfway, and fell heavily to the ground.

"Warrior Song, are you crazy?!"

Shen Yuntong let out an exclamation of disbelief, she hadn't figured out what was going on, she had already opened her hands and stopped between Zhan Xia Ge and Dongda.

Zhan Xia Ge's gaze skipped over Shen Yuntong and fell directly on Dongda's body. "You decided that I was in danger and immediately took my brothers, but I beat you, you can't figure it out?"

Dongda shook off a trace of blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, and slowly got up with the help of Shen Yuntong, he met the gaze of Zhan Xia Ge and stubbornly raised his head.

"You're a hero and a jerk!"

It was not until this time that Zhan Xia Ge fully understood the psychological feelings when he dug up the remains of the two heroes from the iceberg, and Instructor Long Jianhui kicked him over a few times.

Zhan Xia Ge pointed to Dongda and said, "I handed over the entire team to you, hoping that you can lead them to continue fighting, not to save a person who is bound to die on the battlefield, and fight to annihilate the whole army!" ”

"Dongda, you remember to me, you are a commander, when you lead the team into the battlefield, you are no longer alone, let alone yourself! Because on your shoulders, carry the lives of all your brothers! The greatest success of a special forces captain is not to see how many enemies he can destroy on the battlefield, how majestic he is, and how invincible he is, but whether he can bring all the brothers who follow him out of that battlefield one by one on the premise of ensuring the completion of the task! If you want to be a hero, then do it yourself, don't drag all your brothers on board! ”

When Dongda heard this, his body couldn't help but tremble fiercely, and it was only at this time that Dongda understood why Zhan Xia Ge could become the best special forces captain in the world; It was only at this time that Todai knew why the Song of Warriors was like a barrel full of gunpowder, and he still obtained the qualification of captain, leading their temporary ragtag army, and on the world special forces stage, he created one extraordinary miracle after another!

The person who fights the heroes looks flamboyant and rebellious, with a wild aura like fire all over his body, but in the deepest part of his unruly soul, there is a deep and vast tender feeling for his comrades-in-arms, brothers, and soldiers.

It is because of this feeling that Zhan Xia Ge would rather leave himself alone in the quagmire that will completely engulf him at any time, and ask others to retreat; It is because of this strong and almost burning and boiling emotion that the warrior song will fight to the death in a game and hit such a brilliant and tragic attack!

Facing the eyes of the warrior song that were almost burning, Dongda was silent, he just nodded vigorously.

"And you!"

Zhan Xia Ge put aside Dongda and strode in front of the other Chinese team members, and in the light slap and suppressed moan, everyone was slapped twice by Zhan Xia Ge, and kicked to the ground again.

Faced with this absolutely unexpected scene, everyone was stunned.

"Remember what I told you?"

Zhan Xia Ge pointed at these brothers in front of him and shouted: "You bastards, you have run back without pulling them all!" If this were a real battlefield, you would all be heroic and all sacrificed! In the past two months or so, the actual combat experience, weapon knowledge, and tactical skills that we have accumulated little by little on the battlefield have all gone down to the 18th fucking hell with you! ”

All the Chinese team members bowed their heads in front of the battle song, and they once held their heads high on the stage of the world special forces competition. Although there is not much difference between them and Zhan Xia Ge, there is a special temperament in Zhan Xia Ge, which can make them happy and convinced.

Just when everyone was waiting for more angry roars and even punishments from Zhan Xia Ge, Zhan Xia Ge stared at the familiar comrades and brothers in front of him, looking at their bodies stained with mud leaves and gunsmoke, but on his face, a smile of glacial thawing slowly rose.

If you haven't seen this scene with your own eyes, and you haven't seen the smile that slowly rises from Zhan Xia Ge's face, you definitely can't imagine that the smile on a person's face will make his temperament change so drastically. "Alas, the so-called red and black near the ink are the so-called upper beams are not correct and the lower beams are crooked, I regard the captain as this, no wonder you have the same example. However, you guys, do you know what it means to keep the essence and remove the dross? ”

In a soft sigh, Zhan Xia Ge stretched out his arms and hugged the few team members who had just gotten up into his arms, Zhan Xia Ge slapped everyone in his arms hard, and shouted: "Thank you, thank you for coming back, thank you for coming back to save me!" ”

If the battle hero song just now is the best and most stern captain who leads the Chinese special forces to dominate the world and raise the prestige of our country, then at this time, he is an ordinary man, a big boy who suddenly gained the purest friendship without any impurities, and faces a group of brothers who can be so close to him that they can live and die together, and there is no estrangement, and there is a happy light in his eyes!

Zhan Xia Ge looked at his brothers' red and swollen faces beaten by him, and asked softly, "Does it hurt?" ”

Zhan Xia Ge faced these comrades-in-arms who fought side by side with him and ate in the same pot, and already had a closer relationship than blood, and lowered his waist that he would rather bend, "I'm sorry!" ”

The warrior song shouted loudly to every brother and comrade-in-arms: "Thank you! You may not know that when you came back to save me, my heart was angry, happy, disappointed, and satisfied! ”

Zhan Xia Ge kept hugging the brothers around him, he kept saying these words, and he patted each brother's shoulder hard. If you don't fight side by side with Zhan Xia Ge, face defeat together, work hard together, and slowly usher in victory, you will never really understand Zhan Xia Ge as a person, and you won't understand what he does!

At this time, all the members of the Chinese team were laughing, they hugged each other, they threw off the weapons and backpacks that had been pressed on them for two and a half months, they kicked off the leather boots that were of high quality but still became tattered for two and a half months, and they laughed and jumped and jumped on the ground barefoot. At this time, the demeanor of a great country, the dignity of a soldier, and the doctrines of Confucianism, Taoism, Legalism, and miscellaneous schools all threw them out of the clouds!

But no one looked at them with disdain, and that's the respect and privilege that the victor should enjoy!

As long as people learn to respect themselves, they are not afraid of being disrespected.

If you want to gain respect, you don't need to pretend, you don't need to slap your swollen face and become fat, and you don't need to put yourself on your lips every day, what are the four great inventions, and what is the Great Wall, you just need to show your heroism on the world stage, show your true strength, people can't and dare not underestimate it, and you will naturally find your own position on the international stage!

As a representative of China's special forces, Zhan Xia Ge slowly walked onto the podium with the highest gold content in the "Blue Shield" military sports competition, and watched the five-star red flag that had been hung on the flagpole, and rose upward again in the solemn national anthem of the People's Republic of China, Zhan Xia Ge took a deep breath and suddenly shouted: "Salute!" ”

"Brush!"

Twelve of the same powerful, equally stable right hands slashed at the brim of their hats in a uniform manner that had been rehearsed a thousand times. At the same time, the 12 members of the Chinese team were completely surrounded by the stormy flowers and applause. There were crazy cheers everywhere, and on the base of the "Blue Shield" military sports competition, 50 bright five-star red flags were fluttering in the wind, and under these flagpoles, I don't know how many people were holding small five-star red flags in their hands, shouting, jumping, laughing, and shouting there.

Zhan Xia Ge looked at the crowd of people who had the same yellow skin and black eyes, and danced the red flag in their hands desperately at him, and were already in a state of frenzy. In the eyes of these people, Zhan Xia Ge saw too many things that he didn't think about for the time being, and he couldn't understand for the time being.

Before the flag-raising ceremony ended, Zhan Xia Ge was completely surrounded by a group of world media reporters who rushed into the podium, and countless microphones stretched out in front of Zhan Xia Ge, I don't know how many cameras that broadcast live to audiences around the world through satellites were aimed at him, I don't know how many people sent signed pens and paper to him, and I don't know how many young girls' gentle, crazy kisses rained down on Zhan Xia Ge's face.

"Warrior Song, tell me how you feel!"

"As the captain of the Chinese special forces participating in the competition, what do you think about achieving such a result that may represent other special forces and can no longer cross the peak?"

"Warrior Song, can you tell military lovers all over the world about your battle in Russia three years ago?!"

"Warrior Song ......"

In the face of the crowded flow of people, and in the face of the microphones and cameras that almost completely filled him in all directions, front, back, left and right, Zhan Xia Ge turned his ears sideways.

Because he heard from afar that outside this layer of people, someone was shouting in blunt Chinese: "Chinese! Chinese! Chinese......"

At first, this kind of cheer was just a cry in a corner of this island, but gradually, this sound was like a roaring and turbulent angry wave, which became louder and louder in the continuous rushing, and in the end, this sound has become a torrent that has almost swept the entire island, swept the entire blue sky and earth, and can be engraved into the eternal torrent of history.

"Please give way...... All right? ”

Zhan Xia Ge used his own hands to separate the world media reporters who gathered in front of him, known as the "uncrowned king", and he slowly walked to the periphery of the arena, and in front of him stood a dense crowd that could barely see the head. These people are men and women, old and young. The oldest, who were gray-haired and had to be supported by their families to barely straighten their waists, and whose wrinkles on their faces had dried orange peels deeper; The youngest child is still hiding in his mother's arms to nurse...... No, the youngest should still be hiding in the warm belly of his mother!

Zhan Xia Ge really doesn't know why a pregnant woman who is pregnant at least seven or eight months is still interested in coming to this kind of island, where round-trip air tickets are expensive, living and eating conditions are average, and the fees are almost up to five-star standards, to watch a military competition that has almost no attraction for women; Zhan Xia Ge didn't understand why she would stiffen her belly, stay in the surging crowd under the protection of her husband, and could face the danger of being squeezed and miscarried at any time.

The pregnant woman's face flushed as she met the scrutinizing gaze of the warrior song, her left hand supporting her already high bulging lower abdomen, and her right hand waving a small flag. She must have thought that she was waving a Chinese flag, but she really didn't know that the reason why China's red flag was called the five-star red flag was because on its bright blood-red flag, there were four large and five yellow stars.

China's five-star red flag, red as the main color, represents the blood of revolutionary martyrs, the four small stars, on behalf of the working class, the peasant class, the petty bourgeoisie, the national bourgeoisie, they represent the symbol of the Ming boiled republic, they firmly surround the largest five-pointed star on behalf of China, symbolizing the great unity of the revolutionary people under the leadership of China.

The red flag in the pregnant woman's hand seemed to be made in a hurry, perhaps she made it herself with a piece of paper and a few colored pens, and the funniest thing is that she actually drew six stars on this red flag!

But, does it matter?

Importantly, she's coming! She hid in her husband's arms, she reached out to carefully protect the child in her womb, she shook the six-star red flag that was by no means standard, with a heavenly **ug, in the shouts that had gathered into a torrent of history, in her non-standard, stiff as if it was sand-soaked Chinese, shouting the same two words: "Chinese!" Hero! Chinese! Hero! Chinese......"

Looking at the yellow faces, looking at the pair of black eyes, looking at their glowing faces, the glowing eyes, looking at the strange flags in their hands, but all dyed bright red and bright red, I don't know when, tears, and finally couldn't help but gush out from the eyes of a hero like Zhanxia Ge, who shed blood and sweat on the battlefield and never shed tears.

Got it, got it, got it!

Instructor Alden walked up to the warrior song, and he stared at the man who was crying in public, he was just standing there at first and crying silently, but in the end, he was laughing heartily and crying hard.

"They all watched the performance of the Chinese special forces in the last game, and the Chinese who came here from all over the world." Alden said softly: "I really admire you Chinese, in you, there is a strong cohesion that I can't understand now." They come from all over the world, they have passports of different nationalities in their hands, but in order to celebrate you, to celebrate the motherland you represent, from a month ago, people have been rushing here one after another, until today it has become overcrowded, most of them have to live in marching tents, even if they are billionaires, but they can only eat individual rations with taste, but no one wants to disperse. ”

"The Chinese nation is really a strange and terrifying nation, no wonder you can have 5,000 years of history and civilization!" Alden said, "Do you see, everyone is cheering for you." Don't you want to say something to everyone? ”

Patting Warrior Song on the shoulder, Instructor Alden walked away. Such an honor, such a gathering, only the Chinese can truly understand the taste.

Facing the pair of glowing eyes in front of him, facing the same yellow skin and black eyes as himself, but the flowers bloomed and branched, scattered all over the world and lived tenaciously, with the unique simplicity and diligence of the Chinese, constantly changing the world and his Chinese compatriots, Zhan Xia Ge opened his mouth several times, but he found that at this time, he really didn't know what he should say. In fact, the current warrior song, deep in his heart, has already been completely stuffed with something called "moving".

Under the protection of her husband, the pregnant woman walked step by step in front of Zhan Xia Ge, and with the most respectful and intoxicated gaze, she looked at the man standing tall in front of her, with a sharp and domineering spirit all over her body. Only such a man who is not angry and arrogant, even if he is crying and laughing, still makes people dare not look at him, is qualified to dominate the world and become a hero standing on the roof of the world!

This pregnant woman, who was close to Yajie'er at this age, mustered up the courage to try to slowly approach Zhan Xia Ge, and when Zhan Xia Ge showed her a sunny smile like facing a relative, which greatly diluted the sharp murderous aura on his body, she finally had the courage to stand on her tiptoes, leaving a light kiss on Zhan Xia Ge's face.

"You are our hero," at this time, the woman who had the courage to be the first to approach the song of the warriors, whispered in her blunt, mixed with a strange but beautiful charm of Mandarin, "Can you tell us how you feel now?" ”

There was a sudden silence all around, and everyone present, whether they were yellow-skinned and black-eyed Chinese, turned up their headphones.

Zhan Xia Ge slowly exhaled a long breath in his chest, and he shouted loudly, "Pride! ”

A big young boy who looked to be only in his twenties, waving a red flag in his left hand, raised his right hand high, and shouted, "Is there anything else?" ”

"Proud!"

"I have a question!" A man standing in the corner, his expression and demeanor all revealed a unique temperament of a successful person, stretched out his right hand, and after getting the nod of Zhan Xia Ge, he introduced himself first, "I am from Indonesia, where we have 14.3 million Chinese brothers and sisters, but it is like a plate of loose sand, once something happens, we can only let others fish for meat." ”

The smile on Zhan Xia Ge's face slowly faded, and he knew what this compatriot from Indonesia was talking about.

"There is only one question I want to ask," said the Indonesian compatriot, "and I have heard some rumors through some channels. It is said that in a place called Shanghai in China, an expert applied to replace the 'dragon', a totem used by the Chinese nation for 5,000 years, and replace it with a three-headed golden dog in Western mythology? ”

Zhan Xia Ge's eyes widened, and he blurted out, ", isn't it?!" ”

Every day, he has to receive inhuman training on the training ground, or he performs various combat missions, and in some areas, Zhan Xia Ge is really the same as the people of Zhoukoudian, and there is a lot of disconnection with society. He really didn't know that there was a Chinese expert and scholar who believed that in Western culture, the dragon was a powerful and powerful animal, which did not conform to China's current strategic policy of "peaceful rise", so he proposed to abandon the "dragon" totem that the Chinese nation had used for 5,000 years, and replace it with a three-headed golden dog that represents gentleness and self-defense in Western mythology.

"It's impossible! What a golden dog, what a dog with three heads, to put it bluntly, isn't it still a dog! We are descendants of dragons, and I don't believe that anyone would want to point to their nose and go around saying to others, 'I am a descendant of dogs'! ”

"I only know that I am a Chinese, I am a descendant of the dragon, I was, is, and will be!" I believe that our Chinese dragon, which has begun to take off, will inevitably stand at the top of the world in the future, instead of groveling and turning itself into a barking pug with a so-called golden fur and three heads in order to cater to other people's culture and consciousness!! ”

Zhan Xia Ge waved his hand vigorously and shouted loudly: "Even if someone really makes such a suggestion, then let those who like to be dogs do it themselves!" A person who has discarded his beliefs and his national integrity, he has long since lost his motherland and home! ”

Speaking of this, Zhan Xia Ge suddenly understood why these Chinese compatriots from all over the world gathered here, and why the Chinese compatriots from Indonesia had their own careers and status in a foreign country, and still paid attention to the development of China.

Behind the pioneers who went to foreign countries and pioneered their careers, there must be a strong nation and a strong state apparatus to support the proud backbone for them, otherwise they are just a group of rootless wandering Ping!

Maybe these compatriots can't return to their roots, maybe they don't even know what the five-star red flag looks like, but at least ...... The imprint of the dragon is still deeply engraved in the deepest part of their lives, and they will still rejoice and cheer with the rise of China. Even just a victory for the Chinese special forces on the international stage can win them such a happy gathering and cheering.

(To be continued)