Qin Huan told Han Dong.

The Beimang Army has the highest salary, the most sophisticated equipment, and the largest military expenditure approved every year.

Therefore, in the war, Beimang had to be the vanguard and rush to the forefront.

This is an honor, an obligation, and a responsibility.

In this final decisive battle, Beimang is also far ahead, unwilling to be left behind.

In a secluded halfway up the mountain, Gan Daolin and several returning veteran gods of war escaped, but were caught up by Zhang Xiangbei.

Facing Zhang Xiangbei, who came alone, Gan Daolin roared angrily: "You are really ghostly!" ”

Several other veteran gods of war have also fought with Beimang on the battlefield in the outer regions, and their relationship is very bad.

This group of embarrassed veteran war gods are all people from all over the world, and it can even be said that it is Zhang Xiangbei of their country!

But today, like a group of bereaved dogs, they were forced to a dead end by Bei Mangzhang to the north.

Seeing Zhang Xiangbei approaching alone, he was full of anger.

Several veteran gods of war once again lost their weapons.

Even Gan Daolin didn't stiffen his mouth anymore, and dropped the rifle in his hand: "It's okay for me to surrender!?" ”

Zhang Xiangbei paced forward and pulled out Beimang's knife: "Pick up the gun, Beimang will not kill prisoners of war." ”

"It's a military exercise!"

Gan Daolin roared angrily: "Do you know what a military exercise is? ”

"I've counted it." Zhang Xiangbei walked towards the group of veteran war gods who had been retired by him. "Counting you, it's just the upper limit of the casualty rate."

Gan Daolin was furious, re-activated his rifle, and roared: "Brothers, fight with him!" ”

Although those veteran war gods also picked up their guns, their fighting spirit was obviously broken, and their eyes were terrified.

These veteran gods of war are all legends of the military department of their respective countries, which one retired that year, and the country did not hold a luxurious retirement ceremony?

But today, this gang has gone through a lot of hardships and finally soared to become the legendary bosses of the superiors.

After all, he only became one of the 100,000 heavenly soldiers who surrounded and suppressed Sun Wukong.

The bad things they did before they ascended couldn't escape Sun Wukong's fiery eyes.

A majestic and domineering figure.

A sharp and cold Beimang knife instantly pierced into the eyes of the gods of war.

……

After the military exercise, the battlefield was filled with gunsmoke, and there were no corpses everywhere.

But it is true that some people have lost their best comrades, some have experienced the battle of life and death, and some people have lost their lives.

How enthusiastic the pre-war mobilization was.

The post-war mood is as pessimistic as it gets.

The Beimang Army cleaned up the battlefield, embraced the comrades who survived the catastrophe, and provided emotional value for some of the brother troops who stood on the field for the first time.

In the war, Beimang has experienced it more than once in the foreign battlefield.

They are better at fighting than anyone else.

They are also more afraid of war than anyone else.

But they had to convince everyone.

The fight made that the group of aliens dare not start a war against Huaxia, and they dare not think about it.

Prayer does not bring peace.

True peace is never groveling, not pity, and even less begging.

It's fear.

Penetrate the heart, and the fear that seeps into the bones.

Beimang has been challenging the bottom line of those colleagues who love peace, are polite and quality, and even boast of being a state of etiquette.

It has not been easy along the way, there have been misunderstandings, there have been slanders, and there have been hostilities.

But when Beimang exchanged his fresh lives for decency and dignity, his colleagues finally understood.

The real state of etiquette is not that you beat me, I talk about etiquette, and I only condemn it.

But you don't dare to hit me.

You look at me and you are afraid, and I tremble when I stare at you.

But I smiled kindly at you, looking like a kind elder.

Han Dong felt the fear and awe of the prisoners of war from all over the world for the Beimang Army.

The armies of all fronts also felt it, and it became more intense.

……

Ding Ding Ding.

A shrill phone rang at the command headquarters.

When all the military bigwigs had all the news of the military exercise, some of them did not dare to answer the call.

The military exercise was a complete victory.

The coalition army was defeated and defeated.

As the victors, these old men don't have much joy, or rather, they don't quite adapt to such joy.

Don't dare to put on the posture of a winner.

Even Zhao Changying was thinking about the follow-up of this military exercise.

Killed so many gods of war of various countries, and the casualty rate was so bloody.

Every big guy present has annoyance in the follow-up.

Maybe, you'll have to find someone to take the blame.

Han Jiangxue was the only one after making sure that Brother Zhang was fine.

After staying up for a day and a night, she was in good spirits, paced forward, and glanced at Long Fei: "Ah Fei, why didn't anyone answer the phone?" ”

Then, she reached out and picked up the phone and put it to her ear.

He spoke fluent English on the other end of the phone.

Very emotional and irritable.

From time to time, it is also mixed with the quintessence of the country.

As a traditional iceberg president, Mr. Han not only speaks more Chinese, but is also proficient in qinqi calligraphy and painting.

It's just that these skills run counter to General Zhang's interests and hobbies, and there is little room for them to play in ordinary times.

"Who killed General Gandalin? The Huaxia Military Department must severely punish and give us a satisfactory answer! We also reserve the right to take tough measures! ”

At this moment, she quietly listened to the strong condemnation of the military representatives of Perfect Lee, and wanted to hold her accountable for it.

Han Jiangxue looked around and glanced at these military bigwigs, and on her beautiful face, there was a touch of solemnity and pride that was different from the private feelings of her children, and it was all patriotic sentiments: "Beimang, Zhang Xiangbei." ”

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Tomorrow 3.