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It was dark, the temperature dropped again, and the area in the base where fires were allowed was full of bonfires, and this was the second night that the traveler came to this time and space. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Today, a lot of rice and flour from Japanese soldiers were captured, as well as a small amount of condiments, such as soy sauce, vinegar, and chili peppers. These things should be supplied to senior officers, after all, Zhao Yi copied a military station today to provide supplies for the headquarters of the first division.

The soldiers seemed to have forgotten the toil of the day's battle, roasting horse meat, cooking rice porridge, and even rolling noodles. Foodies, even after more than 120 years, can't change their nature. Simple Western-style ready-to-eat food is a punishment for foodies.

In today's battle, the Rising Sun Banner of the traversers, the senior generals' command knives, and the famous generals of the Japanese army did not appear, of course, this was also caused by Zhao Yi's deliberate release of water.

However, even if you are prepared, in the end, you can't catch any big fish, and everyone is inevitably a little disappointed. But the disappointment is also before the barbecued horse meat, rice porridge and noodles are gone, and the food is now sad to the side.

Everyone was originally an ordinary person, but now they have left the dome light curtain, and they are free, and they no longer have the fear of infinite reincarnation. It only needs to deal with the scum opponent of the Japanese army in the First Sino-Japanese War, what luxury is there to ask for?

I didn't get the Rising Sun Flag, and the menstrual cloth-like Sun Banner was all over the ground, but everyone didn't feel anything about it. However, An Yanxin fished out a few Japanese flags, and also picked out a suitable Japanese military uniform for each SEAL.

It's a struggle to choose a well-fitting uniform for a Navy SEALer in a bunch of foot pot chicken uniforms. At this time, the average height of the Japanese army was less than 1.6 meters.

An Yanxin has already set his sights on the future of special operations and is fully prepared to infiltrate the Japanese army.

In the command center, Zhao Yi and the officer were in a meeting again. After summing up today's combat situation, they were reading a handwritten letter brought back by Li Sahu and sent by Corman reporters to Zhao Yi.

To His Royal Highness Prince Zhao Yi, Commander of the 1st Volunteer Brigade of the Royal Marines.

Reading this, everyone was confused. What the hell is the Royal Marines 1st Volunteer Brigade?

Soon the culprit was found, and it was Li Sahu's doing.

What else can we do about criticism and education? Who doesn't have a bear or two children, you can still beat him to death for that little, and the bear is also your own child.

In the letter, Koeman expressed his deep apologies for his rude behavior today and hoped to be forgiven by His Royal Highness the Prince. and earnestly implore His Royal Highness the Prince to allow him to follow the actions of the 1st Volunteer Brigade of the Royal Marines in due course.

What to do? If you don't recognize it, you have to admit it, and if you get into trouble with your bear broken child, can parents still deny it? It's just that whose royal family is this royal?

"Look at our military uniforms, there are no markings, isn't it just like when the volunteers entered the DPRK." Lu Xiangyang spoke first to break the awkward atmosphere.

"You have it, you, if the volunteer army is our equipment, Za Nima drove Mi Di into the sea, and we are embarrassed to compare with the volunteer army with this equipment." Hao Dajian complained.

"It seems that we have to say our number to the outside world like this, we can't change it, I guess the Japanese have registered their numbers. It's just that what kind of royal are we? Zhao Yi said helplessly, just a nickname casually shouted by the soldiers, and gave him the identity of a prince, where can he be reasonable.

"It can't be Aixin Jueluo's family, we don't have braids." Xiao Fei said.

"What's there to worry about, Da Song, the prince is surnamed Zhao, do you need to talk about it?" Hao Dajian said. 、

"Great Song? This is a bit far, how many years has the Great Song Dynasty been dead, are you playing with the corpse or the flow of the undead. Xiao Fei had a relationship with Hao Dajian at the first meeting on the first day, and now the war is still continuing on the first day.

"You don't understand this, the descendants of the royal family who fled overseas in Yashan, anyway, we just want an orthodox name, and the total Nima's love for the Xinjue Luo family has the legal right to inherit the Huaxia country." Hao Dajian expressed his high opinion again.

"If you want to say, Li Sahu's kid's nonsense is okay. Royal Marines, hehe, to put it bluntly, we also have a navy, the first volunteer brigade, hehe, there is a first, there is a second, and there is also a brigade formation, and the Japanese army has no aerial reconnaissance, we can fool them for a long time. Lu Xiangyang said.

What Lu Xiangyang said is not unreasonable, with the current level of science and technology of the Japanese army, the entire battlefield is transparent to the traversers. They want to ask for a certificate, but it takes a lot of effort.

There was no result for a while, and everyone had combat missions during the day today, so Zhao Yi announced that they were all dispersed and went to rest early.

The people in the conference room were already absent-minded, and the smell of hot rice porridge and roast horse meat had already hooked the stomachs of the people here.

Zhao Yi and Lu Xiangyang stood in front of the door of the tent in the command center, quietly watching the people eating by the campfire over there.

Both of them are almost forty years old, and their concentration is better than that of those young monkey cubs, and they think much more than young people.

There the young people boasted about today's achievements and laughed at the incompetence of the Japanese army. But Zhao Yi and Lu Xiangyang knew that this battle would not be so simple in the future.

Today's two mortar squads have used up two-fifths of their shell reserves, and the ammunition for the machine guns of the infantry chariots has been used even more. Machine gun and rifle ammunition are plentiful.

The Japanese army has suffered such a big loss today, and it will certainly not risk attacking again. If the Japanese army who came back to their senses took advantage of the defect that the chariot was too heavy, the traverser would encounter a lot of trouble. Many bridges on the Liaodong Peninsula could not withstand the weight of the body of the "Piranha" infantry chariot. Not to mention the nearly seventy-ton main battle tank of the "Little Prince No. 1".

"Let's see the move." Lu Xiangyang patted Zhao Yi's back, obviously knowing what he was worried about.

Lu Xiangyang also resisted the temptation of food, left Zhao Yi alone in a daze, and walked towards the bonfire.

Zhao Yi threw away the burned cigarette butt in his hand and lit another cigarette for himself.

Lu Xiangyang didn't fully guess his worries, the crown of the prince brought to him by the nickname was indirectly confirmed by Li Sahu, the broken child's mouth.

He felt that this thing was a thunderbolt that would explode one day.

It's just that there doesn't seem to be a good way to deal with this matter other than by default.

In China, we pay attention to orthodoxy, and we must be famous in war. Even devils know how to make a "Book of Heroes to the Eighteen Provinces" to whitewash their crimes of aggression. What is terrible is that some Chinese people actually believe the nonsense of the Japanese with ulterior motives.

The Great Song Dynasty can also be regarded as orthodox. At least more reliable than a foreign clan of devils in the name of revenge for the former Ming.

As for this, this argument does not stand up to scrutiny. History is written by the victors, and the entry of barbarians like the Manchus into the Central Plains has been whitewashed. What are they that they can't wash?

It's just that a nickname and a joke from Li Sahu pushed him to the position of this prince to be roasted by fire, which made him feel very uneasy.

Zhao Yi is not obsessed with power, and from the moment the crossing begins, he expects someone of a higher rank than him to appear. With power comes responsibility, and he has never held any leadership position since he was a child, and he is afraid that it will affect the team.

Although he can hand over the so-called princely powers, the whole team will drive. But it's hard to guarantee that someone even has a false name for the prince, which will cause disunity within the team.

After all, this false name fell on his head with a nickname and a joke, so why can't others have it?

People's hearts are separated from their stomachs, who can say that this is not a thunder?