A bowl of old wine to pay tribute to the martyrs, the bowl is over the top, the tilt sways the wine flying flowers, the jade beads are soaked in the scorched earth, and the green smoke is full of wine. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Kuizi, good brother, you can go in peace! Our mother will not be lonely, proud of you, brother will support you for the elderly, kill devils!

Giving up the homeland to fight in a foreign land, dying the frontier with blood, passion accompanied by wine, a handful of scorched earth to make clothes, emotional medals with tears, brothers go all the way!

Black egg, turtle son, you are at ease now, look at Lao Tzu in the sky, and protect Lao Tzu to avenge you!

The scorching sun and east wind, thousands of people stand among them, the military salute is facing the wind, "da-da-da, bang-bang......" 10,000 bullets are accompanied by the old wine to the end, love tears and wine overflow in the air, and be brothers again in the next life!

Brothers go all the way, a glass of wine on Huangquan Road, you can't hold hands in this life, and kill the enemy side by side in the next life!

The blood is rushing, the love is sour, a handful of loess covers up the sorrow, the heroic soul laughs in heaven, and the brothers fight on the battlefield!

"Life and death go hand in hand, follow the will to resist the war, and start eating!"

Yang Guan turned around and gave an order, his left hand was suspened on his chest, and his right hand was turned around with a bowl, his solemn cheeks were not dry, and his resolute eyes looked around the audience.

As far as the eye could see, everyone stood solemnly, sitting cross-legged on the ground one after another, setting up the dishes and chopsticks to start the meal, clanging, chirping, and chopping, and swallowing tears.

The bowl is a helmet, a canned box, the chopsticks are a twig, and there is no finger to sink, and a spoonful of green vegetable soup is chewed slowly and carefully in the sound of tears.

The sacrificial banquet is also a celebration banquet, this is the War of Resistance? Yang Guan raised his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes, turned around and walked to the wooden table and sat down.

He didn't care about the diaphragm of the stool held up by the sandbag, and he put up his chopsticks to eat, and his mouth was full of sourness, covering up the taste of the food.

Qi Zhenbang, Li Tao, Pan Yunfeng, Du Juan, Monk Wei and No. 18 and other ten people accompanied each other, all immersed in sadness and eating, not knowing the taste.

Directly opposite, Zhang Zizhong sat in the middle, with a sad face, eating naturally, and said while eating: "The deceased is gone, and the living are fighting to the end, what are you going to do?"

The commissioner called continuously to inquire about the placement and seizure of the advance team, how will this kid be handled?

Yang Guan raised his head slightly, and looked around at a group of big people who were sitting in danger and vomiting very unkindly, why, the brothers ate blood and mud during the Anti-Japanese War, and you are not worthy of being a soldier with this kind of performance.

The bureaucrats, who were dressed brightly, whose rank badges shone in the hot sun, who pretended to be generous and put on an official stand, and who had dozens of guards standing quietly behind him, were very annoyed.

To tell the truth, the olive-yellow Nizi military uniform is very handsome on the body, and the police badge on the big cap is shiny, showing a heroic atmosphere, which is very eye-catching and spicy.

This outfit is the dream pursued by countless lower-class soldiers, looking forward to wearing an official uniform and shining their ancestors, avoiding the bloody battlefield, a kind of life rush, and spiritual comfort.

As everyone knows, only by sharing weal and woe can we unite the spirit of war and the soul of the army, and the country is still chasing fame and fortune, and this kind of behavior will have a great negative impact on the soldiers, which is chilling.

Fourteen people sit in a row, and there are only a handful of people who eat with chopsticks, or are they barely perfunctory, is it very faceless?

Yes, the flesh is blurred, the stench is terrible, and the body is full of stumps and broken bones, but what can it be?

Regardless of the bad impact of this behavior on the soldiers, if you can't eat on the battlefield, you are not a part of the anti-war team, and you will be the first to flee when you encounter a battle in a harsh environment, sad!

Yang Guan's deliberate test was not satisfactory, and he knew that those who were on the battlefield could eat, but the situation was too bad.

But this harsh environment can better reflect a person's feelings, if you empathize with it, sincerely grieve for the sacrificial brother, the harsh environment will be directly forgotten.

It can be seen from this that the crux of the problem is very serious, the officers and men are separated, their hearts cannot be harmonious with each other, and they only care about their own interests and play with the soldiers, so it is no wonder that they have been defeated in many battles.

Thinking a lot, Yang Guan stared at General Zhang Zizhong, who was calm and calm, without joy or sorrow, and said lightly: "In response to the call, the advance team will return to the advance team and fight to the end!"

Shut up and sit down, dedicated to the war of resistance, he still hasn't changed, it's really a stubborn stone, how long can he hold on?

Zhang Zizhong secretly pondered, staring at the little general hanging on his left arm, dressed plainly and wrinkled, the left side of his face was covered by gauze, and a small piece of hair stubble exposed outside the gauze was messy.

The right side of his face is sallow, there is a killing pattern between his eyebrows, and a pair of deep and bright eyes are majestic and unimmersed, and he looks more and more domineering.

No wonder he was called the devil by the Japanese army, and ordinary people did not dare to get close to him like this, and he was murderous and powerful.

Informal, integrated into the army, and doing what he does, no wonder he has won the desperate support of the soldiers, how many people can do it like him?

Thinking about it, Zhang Zizhong frowned slightly, and deliberately reminded loudly: "It is imperative for the advance regiment to reorganize its armament and fight, and it is imperative to fight the situation in the south and the north, and ...... the commission."

"What does it have to do with me?" Yang Guan stopped his chopsticks and looked up at him, and the officer of the national army in the afterglow looked surprised, and said without being salty or light: "The advance team is dedicated to resisting the war, and it is the same on any battlefield, and some people have a small belly and chicken intestines!"

The words are amazing, and the feeling of slapping people in the face makes people angry.

A sheep herding baby also dares to be presumptuous, just using a little cleverness to exploit loopholes, and real talent is a fart.

Bastard, everything is based on the commission, why is he a little deflated, he is so special, he shoots it neatly, and he shouldn't be indecisive when dealing with heretics, what does the commission think?

Isn't it just a few wins? The soldiers of the national army fought bloodily, who is worse than him?

When Lao Tzu was fighting, he was still breastfeeding, and he was playing music in front of Lao Tzu to die?

It is the unreasonable, stubborn and unrelenting Tu Yan, who vainly wants to use the advance team to infiltrate the national army, his plan is not small!

Nima is a bastard, this little beast must have bad intentions, and he will become a big trouble for the national army in the future, take a shot to him early, he deserves to die!

Zhang Zizhong glanced sideways left and right, snorted and stared at Yang Guan and said: "The commission called to praise the advance team, each has a promotion, and you are awarded a one-star ......"

"Eat, eat, the victory is made by the brothers with flesh and blood, it is essential to pay tribute to the martyrs, it is reasonable to reward the brothers, I will be exempted!"

Yang Guan raised his chopsticks and shook them in front of his eyes, firmly vetoing the reward, ignoring a group of bureaucrats with disdain on their faces.

Zhang Zizhong was surprised, could it be that this kid really has no desires and no desires? There is no selfishness in fighting the war and revenge, but who can believe it, and I don't believe it myself!

"You fought this battle beautifully, the loot is piling up, what are you going to do with these war materials?"

A group of bureaucrats came to their senses, and they all threw off their mixed thoughts and stared at Yang Guan, their eyes flickered, and they almost wanted to spew fire, and the sound of squirming and swallowing suddenly rose from the Adam's apple.

"You're going to make a big fuss about it?" Yang Guan smiled disdainfully, looked around at everyone's still blazing eyes, turned back sideways and asked, "Do we have a lot of seizures?" People don't know how to hide it, let's talk about it? ”

The herald stood proudly, trembling all over his body and solemnly reported: "Report Zero, the trophies captured by our department are average, and they can barely equip three army ......."

"Sizzle......