Praise and praise –

A neat pace appeared on the battlefield filled with gunpowder, accompanied by the sound of the engines of the armored troops.

At this moment, it doesn't matter whether the front line is there or not, in the face of hundreds of gluttonous fireships, the weak fortifications are not much different from a piece of paper.

With the city behind them and the ruins in front of them, every step they take is equivalent to expanding the scorched earth on the map of China, which means that countless people are displaced and lose their hometowns.

All they can do now is push the front, advance, push again!

Focus your enemy's firepower in a manageable area and buy a little more time for the people fleeing behind you!

The gluttony was blinded by the abnormality of the Chinese soldiers, and at the moment the boss was not there, and everyone was hesitating whether to clean each other according to the plan?

"Wait!"

One of the highest-ranking fireship captains spoke, and everyone's guns were temporarily extinguished.

"The other party has a strong will to die, and he deserves the title of a gluttonous opponent, but it has not yet reached the highest, give them some time to brew, my god Karl will definitely like it!"

After hearing this, the other captains of the same rank instantly calmed down their originally angry hearts, and even thought if there was any way to mobilize them all to make these guys' emotions a little stronger!

What are they doing on Earth? Do you want to buy souvenirs?

Joke!

Of course, it is to carry out the oracle, harvest high-quality souls, and please Karl, the god of death!

At this moment, the Chinese warrior's will to die is strong, it is enough to harvest the perfect soul, I thought that such a soul could only be seen in the more ancient era of cold weapons, and it was not easy to encounter it in the pre-nuclear civilization!

Gluttonies often carry out interstellar invasions, and the harvest of high-quality souls can only be seen in the super soldiers of post-nuclear civilizations except in the era of cold weapons.

The pre-nuclear civilization in the transitional period relied excessively on long-distance firearms combat, lacked the life-and-death stimulation brought by close combat, and it was difficult to sublimate the soul after experiencing the transformation of life and death.

After all, under a cannonball, it can survive very well, and there is no time for sublimation at all.

Therefore, the gluttons don't mind waiting patiently to see how far these guys can go.

Ge Xiaolun struggled to get up, or was picked up by several soldiers, ready to be carried to the rear.

It is no secret that the special operations forces of the Xiongbing Company are in the army, these guys can fight and resist, and Ge Xiaolun's ramming of the fireship just now is also seen by most people.

Not to mention how many great results have been achieved, they can't understand it, but with this courage alone, there are still many people who praise and admire it.

"Don't.... Don't help me, I'm okay.... It's ok...."

Ge Xiaolun was in a trance, refused everyone's escort, and stood up tremblingly.

"Where am I? Oh... By the way, I was just gluttonous, gluttonous.... Gourmand.... What about roses? ”

Under the effect of the invincible body, he finally sobered up a little, and following the eyes of the people around him, he saw the rose hovering in mid-air, and found that the other party was smiling at him.

"Rose, Rose be careful, run!!"

His gaze gradually focused, and the situation of hundreds of fireships lined up finally came into his eyes, and without the slightest hesitation, he shouted loudly.

"And you, what are you doing here, retreat.... Retreat, retreat! ”398

He kept pushing and shoving the soldiers around him, scolding, pleading, and crying, hoping that these people would quickly get out of the opponent's fire coverage area and not make sacrifices in vain.

Finally, he saw a female soldier, and the red cross armband on the white background on his shoulder reminded him that this was a medical soldier, Ge Xiaolun rushed to the other party's side in a hurry, wrapped his hands around the other party's shoulders, and kept shaking the other party's body.

This is a medical soldier, they speak the most weighty on the battlefield, as long as this young lady speaks, someone will be obedient and give up to die in vain.

"Okay, you're still injured, and I don't have any surgical equipment here, so I'll sing you a song!"

"When is it? You're still in the mood to sing!! ”

This time, Ge Xiaolun finally couldn't bear the pressure in his heart, and cried hysterically, more than 5,000 lives here may be completely turned into ashes in the enemy's artillery fire in the next moment, and there is no scum left.

Suddenly, the young lady's light voice sounded, like a clear spring, extinguishing the fire in his anxious heart.

The familiar melody echoed in my ears, as if my mother had sung it when she was a child, and it seemed to appear in the black and white TV screen, I don't know why, the other party's voice together, there is an urge to make people cry.

The lyrics were repeated over and over again, until the third time, Ge Xiaolun couldn't help but hum along, just like sitting in his mother's arms on a breezy summer night, watching the pu fan swaying gently, while babbling and humming along with his mother's melody.....

"A big river with wide waves

The wind blows the rice and flowers on both sides

My family lives right on the shore

I'm used to hearing the captain's horn

I'm used to seeing the white sails on the ship

............”

The young lady knew these words, but it resonated with everyone, and a unique taste lingered in the hearts of every warrior.

It does not have the enthusiasm and brightness of other military songs, but just a bland narration of harmonious pictures, so that the people who listen to it do not have any blood boiling and blood gushing, only a faint serenity.

"What's this song called?" Ge Xiaolun asked blankly.

"This song is called my ancestral ......."

A beam of light passed through Ge Xiaolun's kneeling head, with a little bit of hair burning, and in front of him, the girl whose voice was like a light lark, along with the soldiers along the way, all turned into scorched black smoke and dissipated in front of him.

Bang –

A heavy punch slammed into Ge Xiaolun's face, knocking him to the ground.

"This song is called my motherland! What the are you a male company, what kind of heroic soldier are you? Give me a look! ”

As he spoke, a burly man beside him picked up Ge Xiaolun and pressed his head to look at Tianhe City, which was sunk in a sea of fire.

"There! No. 03, 18th Floor, Block B, Unit 2, Splendid Garden! My home! I took out a loan to buy a house! My wife and I have only been married for two years, our children are only one year old, my home is gone, you let me retreat, where the can I retreat? ”

Mori Bai's eyes are covered with cobweb-like red bloodshots, and the crystal tears are shining with the luster of iron and fire, this rough man is so real that it makes people feel distressed.

"Get out, you get out now, Lao Tzu is dead today, and he will die on the battlefield, and he will be buried under my house!"

After saying that, he grabbed Ge Xiaolun's arm and shook him fiercely, pushing him to the ground.

"This is not Shangganling, and we are not volunteers, but the blood of our ancestors flows in my heart, today! The No. 1 line of defense is the 38th line of these turtle grandsons, and we have to use guns and blood to tell them what it means to 'don't say anything unpredictable'! ”