When Feng Tiankui heard Luo Jialie talk about Zheng Chong, he felt very relieved. He felt that his son had become much more mature after these battles.

Zhou Xiaoshan personally sent a report to Chen Hu, deploying the Wuxing battlefield, and asked him to support a regiment. He simply supported a brigade of the 124th Brigade to obey the dispatch of the engineering battalion.

Originally, he only arranged for Tan Wangsong to go alone.

Who knew there was no war? Zheng Chong brought Feng Ping and the General Staff and a group of staff officers.

"My brothers from Sichuan Army are all raised by our parents and given to us, and my son is not special."

"It's best not to let Mrs. Zheng hear your words. Otherwise, the eldest lady will definitely think too much. Is the second lady pregnant with Liujia and the eldest son falls out of favor!"

Luo Jialie has come out of his worries, and he is still having fun and joking, and Feng Tiankui smiles even brighter.

"Xiaoshan said that fighting against Japan is a long-term war of resistance. The battlefield requires passionate young people like Zheng Chong. When they mature, they can definitely drive the Japanese back to their hometown!"

"So, military throne, please be more at ease and don't break them!"

"The general has fought, and he did not repeatedly grind in the war, but only talked about war on paper. Calculation, since the Sino-Japanese War of 1894-1895, we fought with the Japanese for more than 40 years. Sichuan people have perseverance and can persist. We Sichuan people have spent ninety years to build a Leshan Giant Buddha. We Sichuan people have spent decades to fight the Japanese and will win!"

"Zhou Xiaoshan is also talking about war on paper? If you want him to spend decades to fight the Japanese, he will be so scared that he will go crazy."

"That evil boy is exception!"

This kid is not in the military headquarters, but he can hear this name from the generals and staff every day. Many people make fun of his love for his children. Only with the chance, this kid sends a telegram to his wife every day, even if it is just a few words, it is enviable.

He also missed homesickly, thinking about the place in Yongzhou that was like a paradise.

It's all this damn war.

Feng Tiankui thought of Yongzhou and his lips were involuntarily raised. He was still nervous when he saw Luo Jialie.

Luo Jialie was still staring at the sand table and immersed in the upcoming war.

"I didn't expect that the Japanese could actually come back. He thought of it when he asked Chen Hu to bury the landmines!"

"Chen Hu is personally staring at the Japanese camp?" Liu Xing read for a long time

"Yes? Tan Wangsong brought back all the people from the Engineering Battalion. The Japanese camp was too big and there were too many explosion sites. People had to be kept. Chen Hu was really worried. The troops of the 124th Brigade Brigade were drawn with the Engineering Battalion. Although the Engineering Battalion came out, Chen Hu, as the person in charge of blasting, was in the 124th Brigade, was in the 124th Brigade. This kid didn't like to speak, but he was really a good soldier. When I was in the guard battalion, I always felt relieved when I saw this kid!"

Luo Jialie looked at Feng Tiankui staring at the crescent moon in the sky, and he was also very moved. Who would have expected that the outcome of the entire battle today would depend on the honest-looking veteran in the guard camp at that time.

"Thinking about the time when we selected the Soldier King, we never thought that the soldiers we trained were so powerful, and there were so many good soldiers from the old spy battalion. Li Shaoan is now acting brigade commander!"

"Yes, a masterpiece, a wise and wise man, he immediately saw the value of Zhou Xiaoshan's suggestion. Whether this group of veterans or the college student soldiers recruited by Zhou Xiaoshan, they are all good things and grow very fast in battle!"

Whether it is Luo Jialie or Feng Tiankui, he is still very proud of the soldiers he trained and looked at his watch.

"Let's go to the front line. Calculate the time. We're at the front line and it's time to start fighting!"

Feng Tiankui led the 66th Division, composed of two main brigades of the 123.124th Brigade, tonight's goal was to attack the Japanese position from the west.

Therefore, a small number of mines were buried on the highway west of Wuxing, and there was an explosion point.

Tan Wangsong, Zheng Chong, Feng Ping, and a group of staff from the 66th Army were commanding the withdrawn troops at the forefront, setting up guards and open posts, so that they would not blow up their own people, and they would die unjustly.

"Old Tan, it's been so long since the 66th Army. What do you feel? Do you still want to go back to the Central Army?"

Zheng Chong patted the old classmate on the shoulder and asked him proudly.

In his opinion, the 66th Army was the best unit in the Republic of China, and was established by his own biological father. It was not only the army, but also the guns and ammunition, but also the mother organized the production. It was very proud.

"How to say, our Sichuan Army regards death as returning home, returning to his hometown, and his ideas are simple. It is rare for brothers to kill the Japanese back to back!"

"You are like you are not thinking about fighting!"

"I'm not talking about this. The Republic of China has beautiful mountains and rivers, infinite scenery, and it's good everywhere, but people's hearts are not right! I hate you, laugh at you without you, I think you are poor, I'm afraid you are rich, I'm two-faced, three or five, I'm talking nonsense, I'm not very capable, and I have a lot of thoughts!"

The war is imminent, and although Tan Wangsong's words are unfathomable, the college students present understand that they are satirizing the corrupt and incompetent National Government and mourning for our Chinese nation.

Not to mention Feng Ping, even Wang Zhaokai and his staff looked at each other.

"A few days ago, I sent a telegram to my father, and he also asked me what I felt when I was in the Sichuan Army. I said that it was just a simple fight against the Japanese. The brothers were united and handed over their backs to their brothers, sharing life and death, fighting with the Japanese with blood, heroic and happy. He told me that the reason why we can have such a simple and passionate environment is that someone helped us carry the burden. Liu Dashen and Commander Feng are amazing!"

"I tell you that the military throne is not here, nor is the Grand Marshal. It's useless to learn to flatter Zhou Xiaoshan!"

The battle is imminent, and Feng Ping, who has been by the side, has been talking nonsense, also interrupts and teases Tan Wangsong.

"No, I really admire the military commander and the commander, who have made plans and prepared well. We have many classmates on the battlefield in Songhu. Even the most elite Central Army has no food and bullet supply, and even when there is a mistake in intelligence or command errors. But these things have never happened to our 66th Army. Don't you admire them?"

Now, the group of people were speechless.

When leaving Sichuan to fight against the war, today, compared with the Central Army, the military achievements of other local troops and the survival rate of soldiers on the battlefield, the 66th Army is the only one.

"Not to mention the commander-in-chief, military captain, I even admire Zhou Xiaoshan. He is full of passion and talent. This is the role model for our generation!"

Today's Tan Wangsong is a little different from usual. He was moved by Chen Hu, Tang Jiasheng, and a group of brothers who took the initiative to stay in the dead. Just like the brothers who grew up with him, he would die with the Japanese and have to ensure victory.

After saying that, he jumped out of the trench and sang heroically.

Fighting is like a ruthless carving knife

Change our appearance

Will life wither when it blooms

I've had a dream

Youth is like a rushing river

Don't come back and say goodbye

Only the brave me left

It ignited the blood in the chest.

Look at the flowers floating all over the sky

Withering in the most beautiful moment

Who will remember

I've been to this world once

There is still half an hour left to Zhou Xiaoshan's reservation.

These damn bastards sang happily, ignited the emotions of the soldiers around them, and sang together. The more they sang, the happier they were, the more people they sang, one song after another.

On the east side of Wuxing, the singing sounds were heard all over the sky.
Chapter completed!