This is not the first time these captive Chinese officers and soldiers have faced the commander who has been scolded. The last time was an army colonel, and the last time was a lieutenant general division commander.

However, this person stood before them, standing as straight as a green pine, and the Eagle Gulang looked at their Army Colonel Commander, obviously completely different from what they imagined.

When he came, he had no intention of comforting him. He was completely tough. Not only his words, but the infantry platoon behind him actually pointed his gun into the valley.

They are all soldiers who have experienced the battlefield, and they can clearly perceive whether they have murderous intent or not. At this moment, with the tough attitude of the colonel leader in front of him, the murderous intent in the field is also very fierce.

They believed that as long as the person in front of them gave the order, those rifles, light machine guns and two heavy machine guns would definitely fire at them.

But the captured soldiers are also soldiers. How can they tolerate being humiliated like this?

Therefore, although no one still spoke, more than two thousand pairs of eyes were filled with anger.

Tang Dao was looking at them, and they were also staring at Tang Dao.

"No one speaks, right! Then I'll wait!"

One person vs 2,000 people, Tang Dao had no expression on his face and did not speak anymore, and he stood upright in an extremely standard military posture.

Perhaps Tang Dao was too imposing, and the prisoners of war who were once a little lazy at the beginning to finally responded with the military posture they thought were the most standard.

Whether he was a soldier or a model soldier, once an officer or a new recruit, in the provocation of Tang Dao's cold but standard military posture, almost all prisoners of war gave their own answers with their actions. It was a language from the soldiers, even if you just stayed in the military camp for a day.

a long time......

In such a huge valley, there were more than 2,000 people standing, but the air was silent and almost stagnant.

Even you can hear the fierce heartbeat in the chest of the soldier at the end of the queue and his heavier breathing.

This stop lasted for an entire hour.

Even though Ye Chenghuan was worried that Tang Dao would have something to do when he was too tough, he specially brought Dan Tai Mingyue, Zhao Daqiang, Qian Dazhu and a guard platoon to come, Tang Dao never turned around.

He and more than 2,000 special training camp officers and soldiers stood up like yelling eagles, staring at each other with big eyes to see who surrendered first.

Standing in a military posture is not only a technical job, but also a physical job. It is also a huge burden for the officers and soldiers who have just walked out of the prisoner-of-war camp and have not fully recovered their training intensity.

In fact, even Shangguan Yun, who was standing behind Tang Dao, felt a little unbearable. He had no problem before, but during the long nine months of being "incarnated" in the Western military camp, he was confused and had to feel slack in his psychological state, which naturally led to some lack of daily training. It was really uncomfortable to stand up for more than an hour.

Even Shangguan Yun was not successful. Needless to say, the prisoners who could not even drink a few sips of porridge in the prison camp every day. If they had not been well-nutritious in the special training camp for a month, almost no one would have been able to stand in full for more than an hour.

Finally, someone on the opposite side couldn't help but move his legs and ankles quietly.

Tang Dao's lips, which were pursed tightly, raised slightly, and the metallic sound spread throughout the audience: "Very good, it seems that the last bit of fucking is almost gone, so why don't you hurry up and come up and beat me up!"

The row of school officials standing behind Tang Dao couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth. Sir, what are you going to do? Why? I want to be 1VS2000! I'm standing in a military posture, but it's really not good to be fist-fed, even if we add them all.

Dan Tai Mingyue lowered her head and sighed slightly. Her future husband is good at everything, but she is a bit too straight man. No matter men and women, she wants to use her fists to solve the problem.

But this is also good. At least there are few silly women like her who like him. Let’s continue to keep this characteristic!

Women in the new era focus on one exclusive!

Unfortunately, there are very few, which does not mean that there is no. The reporter from Tan Tai University is destined to miscalculate. A straight man in steel won’t say too many love words, but the main focus of “Steel” is a tough guy. How many women can reject a man who will always be “Shi Geng”?

"Yes, although no one of you guys said anything, your eyes tell me, no matter whether I am the supreme commander here or not, at the moment I scold you, I am the bastard in your eyes and in your heart.

If possible, you have already started thinking about how to swell my face and even kill me on the battlefield. Because, since you arrived here, although you think there are many strange eyes to look at you in your eyes, you can say that you are soft or cowards, and I am the first one!" Tang Dao continued to roar.

"So, when I stand here, even if your legs are sore and weak, you can't wait to lie down and not sit down, but you still stand like me. It's nothing more than just trying to tell me, bastard, you wait for me, one day I will repay this hatred."

The officers and soldiers of the special training camp continued to be silent.

I have to say that although this guy who calls himself a bastard in front of me speaks very annoyingly, he really understands people's hearts very well.

That's what they think!

"Then I might as well slap your heart again. I regret it very much. If I had come back for more than ten days earlier, I wouldn't have had to waste so much food." Tang Dao's voice suddenly increased by at least twice, in everyone's astonished eyes.

"I shouldn't have allowed Director Ye and his friends to set up this so-called special training camp for bitch. What qualifications do you have to be the four-line group of garbage? The most suitable place for you should be women's quilts. Listen to them calling you great men!"

With a "boom", the prisoners of war were in an uproar.

This bastard is really beyond their imagination.

Not only do they say they are garbage and waste food, but they also say they are only worthy of being called the master of the woman.

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Tang Dao did not continue to speak, but looked coldly at the prisoners of war who were excited until their voices were slightly lower.

A sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, "What? You said you are trash, are you not convinced?"

"Sir, we are not trash." Some prisoners of war responded with equal roaring in the queue.

"Sir, I don't accept it. I have participated in the Great Wall War! The big knife in my hand cut off the heads of three Japanese people!" A prisoner of war who was quite burly at the sight of being a northern man separated the crowd, walked out in big strides, shouting loudly.

Moreover, he took off the dark green summer sweatshirt distributed by the special training camp, faced Tang Dao, exposed his thin chest, pointed to the layers of scars on his chest, and his face and eyes were full of pride:

"I'm not convinced. The Japanese used various means in the prisoner-of-war camp to make us become the second devils, but we did not surrender.

They stipulated that whenever I saw the guards not bowed actively, they would whip five first. I was given more than 100 whips in three months."

He pointed his hand at the queue and shouted: "The brothers from the 3rd Company of the Special Service Battalion of the 39th Independent Brigade of the 29th Army left the line and let me see if you are all trash as Chief Tang said."

With the roar of prisoners of war, about a hundred people walked out of the queues, looked at each other excitedly, and then lined up in neat rows and ran to the prisoners of war with their upper body exposed.

"Report to the company commander, there were 154 people in the 3rd Company of the Guard Battalion, but there were 127 people in fact!" A second lieutenant raised his hand to salute the big man.

Although this number was confirmed when it was exchanged back to the Second War Zone and 17 people died in the prisoner-of-war camp, the northern man still looked dim again. After a slight silence, he shouted: "Everyone turned back and took off his clothes."

The prisoners of war took off their tops.

They were all very thin, and under the raised high shoulder blades were almost clearly visible rib bone marks. Obviously, hunger alone had almost tortured these once-strong men.

Of course, in addition to the common characteristic of being thin, there are also various scars that cover the shoulders and almost no one can survive.

The burly man in his thirties reappeared in his sad eyes. He suddenly turned back to face Tang Dao, staring at Tang Dao fiercely, and shouted almost word by word: "Report to the commander, I don't know that my 3rd Company of the Guard Battalion, there are no cowards, they are all good, they are not trash. Those who have no chance to report to you here, nor are they greedy for life and fear of death and surrender. They were forced to death by the Japanese guards because of their conspicuous bayonet wounds and gunshot wounds."

Tang Dao's face turned cold and said, "Captain, you and your soldiers have fought to kill the enemy, and they are also persistent in difficult circumstances. These are all very good. The scars are the best proof, I admit it.

But, sorry, I can't take back my words. In my eyes, you are still rubbish."

The whole audience suddenly silenced.

Including a row of school officials behind Tang Dao.

The captain and his soldiers, with their thin bodies and scars, had shown their unyielding surrender in the prisoner-of-war camp, which was excellent enough.

Even, he is so outstanding that he cannot be more outstanding.

In an environment where the Japanese army was seized by life and death, they could die at any time. Even if they were themselves, they could not do anything better than these ordinary officers and soldiers.

The scapula that raised high due to extreme malnutrition, the only skinny ribs and layers of scars are the best medals for warriors to be indomitable.

The northern man's eyes were even more filled with anger, his thin chest was rising and falling violently, and even his fists were clenched.

Obviously, if Tang Dao could not give him a satisfactory answer, he would fight to the death. Even if Tang Dao was a colonel, he was the highest commander here, the legendary heroic regiment commander, and he was just an unknown captain, a prisoner of war who was once looked down upon, and there were guns around that could spit out deadly flames at any time.

But so what? The humiliation from the same clan and the comrades is definitely a shame that is more difficult to accept than death.

"Your performance of not surrendering in the prison camp is worthy of respect, but the medal of the warrior should not be just a whip mark.

The blood of the warrior should not just be left in the enemy's prisoner of war camp, but flowed on the land under your feet.

This land is the land left to us by our ancestors, it is you and us, letting the land groan under the iron hooves of the Japanese army. This is the shame of every Chinese soldier. Whether it is you or me!" Tang Dao roared coldly.

"If you want to wash away shame, there is only blood and sacrifice. But where should our sacrifice be? Tell me with scars that it is your unyielding medal. Then, I will let you take a good look at what is the real medal of the warrior."

"Shangguan Yun, Zhao Daqiang, Qian Dazhu, Cai Yongguan, Lao Abacus..." As Tang Dao named one by one, the officers and soldiers of the Four Corps, whether they were majors, captains or soldiers on the head, ran to Tang Dao and gathered together.

"Everyone has it, except for the top." Tang Dao roared.

Including himself, a group of officers and soldiers standing neatly took off their military uniforms and exposed their strong chests.

Everyone's eyes were frozen.

None of these middle- and low-level officers and soldiers who are the cornerstone of the army are intact.

The dark red scars that were as big as babies' fists were obviously gunshot wounds, and the red suture wounds that were like centipedes were naturally bayonet wounds. Such terrifying wounds were actually seen in these lieutenant and majors.

Dan Tai Mingyue's eyes were a little erratic.

She didn't want to see it, and didn't want to see it at all. After serving Tang Dao in a coma for so long, she wouldn't know how many scars there were on her future husband's strong body. No one here would know better than her.

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She was not proud at all, even if the man she loved deeply proved to everyone with the medal on his body that he was the best soldier of this era, and he deserved the medal on his chest.

She just felt distressed, irrepressible.

The glory that belonged to the warrior seemed to be cut into her heart with one knife.

Now, those terrifying scars came into her eyes again, and tears burst into her eyes again.

That's her husband!

At this moment, she was just an ordinary woman and an ordinary wife.

But her husband is also a Chinese army. From the moment he put on his military uniform, his life and body no longer belonged to that small family, but to this country.

The officers and soldiers of the special training camp were also stunned. The bastard colonel had scary scars on his body. The legendary military achievements and the genius iron-blooded commander were all obtained in exchange for these.
To be continued...