In Liu Jianliang's heart, there is nothing to be glorious about being a soldier. Even if you are a horse bandit, you are better than being a soldier!

As the saying goes, good iron does not make nails, good men do not join the army. Most of the people who go to the military registration office are second-rate people who are idle all day long and do not do their jobs, or they will cause a big disaster and can only hide in the army, or they may even beggars who have never had a few full meals in their lifetime and are about to starve to death!

When these second-rate men, hooligans and beggars register as soldiers, they can receive ten dollars on the spot. Next to the clerk, there will be a kiln sister with an ordinary appearance and an indifferent expression on her face.

Those who received ten dollars and were not even their own cannon fodders after receiving the money to buy their lives, took turns to reach their hands on the chest of the knives and touched them hard, which could be considered as tickling the woman's body through the boots. Then each of them fired a rifle and received fifty bullets. At most, there was no training for a few weeks at all. They were soldiers, and they could be transported by train, and were thrown on the battlefield by the commanders sitting in the spacious room to act as thugs. Even if they died, they would not know what the meaning of their death was!

"Because at that time, we soldiers were holding weapons and ate the military pay we received from the people, and finally we didn't have to retreat again and again because of the strict orders from the top! We finally no longer have to be pointed at the back and scolded by the people. We can finally stand up like a person and fight back with the weapons in our hands. We can finally let go and fight the enemy... and fight to the death!"

Liu Jianliang was stunned!

Malan stretched out his hand and looked at the direction of the fiercest war in the distance. I don’t know how many Chinese soldiers were fighting bloody battles with the Japanese army under repeated bombings by Japanese bombers and heavy artillery.

Smelling the strong smell of blood in the earth and listening to the moans and roars from the wind in the distance, Malan's eyes already had a faint horny aura of fighting on the battlefield with all the battles on the battlefield. At this time, she stood up with her hands behind her back, and really had a kind of open and honest male domineering aura.

"As the saying goes, raising troops for a thousand days is used for a moment. As soldiers, especially those in the special service battalion of our Central Training Corps, are the model and standard of the entire army! At this moment of national security and danger, other troops receive half a salary, only we receive full salary, other troops use weapons that are pieced together, only we receive the most advanced weapons purchased from Germany in a limited quantity. The country uses several times or even dozens of times the price to train a unit like ours. It is definitely not the hope that we will reach the most critical moment and use 'doing enough and doing well enough' as ​​an excuse to become the most shameful deserter!"

Liu Jianliang, who was standing beside Malan, let out an inaudible sigh. He understood that the little girl who cried when she fell down when she was a child had really grown up. She already had the idea of ​​being independent and never allowing others to interfere, and also had the dignity and mission of being willing to give everything to defend her!

Three days later, Malan, who was seriously injured and recovered, stood in front of his company wearing a brand new military uniform.

More than 100 soldiers and low-level officers in the entire company lined up neatly, and with respectful eyes, they quietly looked at the company commander who had arrived on this battlefield two months earlier than them. A heavy, depressing, but faintly contained the most terrifying destructive aura, flowing on everyone's body. Only those veterans who have experienced many battles can understand that this is the murderous aura belonging to the army!

As long as Malan gave the order, this murderous unit would pounce on the forefront of the war without hesitation!

Looking at such a team, Malan showed a proud smile on her face. The soldiers of the Central Training Corps Special Service Battalion were of course strong, but it was not until she participated in 97 battles in Shanghai and cooperated with troops of different numbers in different regions of China that Malan truly understood what those serious and rigid German special forces instructors brought to their troops. It is no exaggeration to say that the Central Training Corps Special Service Battalion represents the strongest special forces in Asia in this era!

Malan opened her mouth, but before she could speak, she suddenly heard a sound of crutches from behind her, and heard a roar that was so angry that it was: "Girl!"

Malan turned his head suddenly, and when she finally saw a very angry face, even a soldier like Malan, who had experienced the most cruel battle, couldn't help but widen his eyes. Brother Liu Jianliang showed a sorry expression to Malan in the distance.

Standing behind Malan is a man in his fifties. Anyone who sees this man will involuntarily respect him because his eyes are full of wisdom and enlightenment of life; is it because his body is not burly, but as long as he stands there, he will naturally bring out a body that looks down on the world; or is it because the marks on his forehead that witnessed his extraordinary life?

In short, when he stood there, he did not need gorgeous clothes or slaves to hang out. Anyone could clearly feel that he was a very powerful person!

Malan looked at the face that was exposed because of the angry blue veins. This was the first time in her life that this man was so angry. The magnificent flame of anger in his eyes burned Malan's whole body trembled slightly. She said in a strange voice: "Dad, why are you here?!"

...

The whole audience was silent.

It was not until this time that the soldiers of the company realized that the man who walked over quickly and his fingers were almost pressing against Malan's nose was the father of their company commander! Several experienced platoon leaders even widened their eyes together. They really didn't know that Malan, a company commander who was stronger than men and had the perfect characteristics of a soldier, actually had such a prominent family background!

As long as you like to drink tea, you will know that you monopolize the entire Chinese tea and fine porcelain foreign trade market for 20 years, have established solid relations with consulates in various countries, and even have close ties with the Shanghai Qing Gang. When it comes to the Ma family, who doesn’t know that Ma Yuanzhai, the current helm of the Ma family?!

"Can I not come?"

Ma Yuanzhai, who has always been famous for his emotions in the mall, pointed his hand straight at Malan's nose and shouted angrily: "I'll come a few hours later. I'm afraid that the old man, I will have to go to the battlefield to pick up the bones of your unfilial daughter who was blown into pieces by shells!"

Malan looked at her father with dusty faces blankly. She really didn't want to imagine how much hardship her father suffered for her. He would have been in such a messy situation that he could be bombed by planes at any time, and in just three days, he was facing the fleeing crowd and rushed from Chongqing to Shanghai!

"You have really grown up! Liu Jianliang can't persuade you anymore. You have to take my old bone and come over to invite you in person. Only then can you think of your own home and your surname is Ma?"

Mr. Ma reached out and grabbed Malan's arm and shouted, "Your boss is Qiu Qilou, right? I have already greeted him. Don't you have a three-month holiday? You will follow me now!"

"Walk?"

Malan did not move her steps. She bit her lips and was tightly there. After a long time, she whispered: "Where to go? Where to go? Our country is about to be destroyed, our family is about to be destroyed. Dad, where do you want to take me?!"

"My father is not dead yet!"
Chapter completed!