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Chapter 599 I look up at the starry sky you have seen

After hearing what Tang Dao said, the serious atmosphere just now suddenly became relaxed.

"Sir, since all the brothers have to go to the battlefield, do you think you will add a meal to your brothers before the Japanese come?" Li Jiujin continued to lick his big face and leaned forward with a cigarette attentively.

"Old fried dough stick, what's wrong? Chief Lei and the others are not going to slap!" Leng Feng grinned.

I'm afraid that except Tang Dao Lei Xiong, the only one who can call Li Jiujin is the only one who has the qualifications. The other two company commanders are not as qualified as him. Although Guo Shouzhi and Zhuang Shisan are above him, they are basically called Li.

"How can it be! How can it be? I'm the first to serve the superior!" Li Jiujin's face became bitter after being squeezed by Leng Feng.

Too much words will lead to mistakes! Before I could eat this meat, the cigarette was gone first.

The two young company commanders Qian Dazhu and Zhao Daqiang have increased a lot of life experience.

The officers of the independent battalion were asked to be issued. Out of courtesy, the battalion-level officers in the avenge regiment must not be missing. A pack of cigarettes was dispersed, just right.

Li Jiujin reluctantly held the last cigarette in his mouth. After thinking about it, he thought about it. In the midst of a sucking clouds and fog, he couldn't bear to light it, just put it under his nose and smell it.

That look, it looks so miserable.

Tobacco can relieve anxiety. In wartime, there are scarce supplies. Not to mention company commander-level officers like Li Jiujin, even Lei Xiong, who gets anxious and has no cigarettes on the battlefield. Don’t you have to pick up cigarette butts or something.

Several officers who were familiar with Li Jiujin were all happy, and Pang Dahai and Cheng Tiexou both had no morals and laughed and took out the small half of the cigarette left in their purse to show off to Li Jiujin.

"You have to eat meat when you have extra meals!" Tang Dao also smiled slightly. "However, I think your cigarettes and food seems to be broken. In this way, either each infantry company will send three packs of cigarettes, or one person will have three taels of meat! You, Captain Li, make your choice for everyone."

"Sir, I remember you said something." Li Jiujin blinked and said.

"What did I say?"

"Adults, don't make choices, they all need it!"

"Get out!" Tang Dao grinned.

This one is shameless and has a good memory.

"Haha!" The officers of the Independence Battalion burst into laughter.

Of course they knew what Chief Tang meant, and extra meals were necessary and cigarettes were also given.

Although there are not many packs of cigarettes, it is still OK to take two or three puffs in an infantry company. It is better than holding a tree stick in his mouth.

The officers on the Avenge Corps were infected by the extremely harmonious atmosphere of the Independent Battalion, and their nervousness was greatly relieved and they all laughed.

It turns out that superiors and subordinates can have such harmonious relationships in private, which is an experience they have never had before.

When a person relaxes, he will naturally say more.

Some people asked about Tang Dao’s tactics, and some people asked about how many observation posts are most suitable for Tang Dao to leave when the Japanese army was bombarded...

Tang Dao answered one by one.

It was not until someone asked, "Sir, Jinling, can you defend it?" that Tang Dao was slightly silent, and then answered him: "From a tactical perspective, Jinling cannot be defended, but from a strategic perspective, Jinling must be defended."

The atmosphere that had just become relaxed on the scene suddenly became a little heavy.

Tang Dao did not clearly state whether he could defend it or not. The only ones on the scene were the school officials and the lieutenants, and some low-level officers were placed in the army. They did not understand what strategy was, but they could hear Tang Dao's vague meaning.

Jinling is destined to be unable to defend.

So is their hard work here meaningful?

"Don't be depressed because of our temporary failure. Under the huge disadvantage of equipment, it is normal for us to fail in the early stage of the war. As long as the enemy and our army enter a stalemate stage, all our Chinese people will be soldiers, regardless of whether there is a battlefield in front of the enemy and behind the enemy, we will definitely win the final victory." Tang Dao glanced at the somewhat silent Sichuan Army officers and said calmly.

"Believe me, every battle between my Chinese soldiers is to fight for our descendants a piece of freedom and tranquility, and they will be happy."

"Sir, ask boldly, you said, if we don't have diarrhea, then our descendants really have a future? Will they know our existence?" Wei Donglai, who was also familiar with Tang Dao, asked boldly.

"This question is good!" Tang Dao suddenly smiled, stood up and looked at the mountains that were already covered with sunshine. "I have been dreaming every night these days. Although it is still a cruel battlefield after waking up, the things I saw in my dreams have been engraved in my mind and cannot be forgotten."

"Sir, what have you dreamed of? It's not that you have given birth to several babies!" Li Jiujin grinned and showed a mouthful of yellow teeth.

If it was really that kind of dream, then he and the superior were inexplicably closer, even dreaming was the same?

Although the wife at home is rough, she feels soft to the touch. I really want to dream of her for many nights in a row. The baby should have grown up now! I just don’t know if he is the tallest person as a father.

"What did I dream of? In my dream, I saw a bustling city with tall buildings, planes flying in the sky, traffic flowing on the ground, countless young men and women were wearing all kinds of clothes that we couldn't imagine, smiling sweetly.

In my dream, the countryside is quiet, with lush crops growing in the fields, the elderly are leisurely basking in the sun and waving homely, and the children are attending school in the university hall with clear windows and clean windows. Lang Lang's reading sound can be heard for several miles.

In my dream, I saw fighter planes, tanks, cannons, and giant ships parked in the military harbor by the sea. The giant ships that were hundreds of meters long were as thick as my waist.

They did not forget us. There were tall monuments standing on countless battlefields where we fought. Every Qingming Festival, people with flowers on their chests would come from all directions, stand there, bowing deeply!

I stared at the people in my dreams and heard them say: This prosperous age is as you wish!"

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! Tang Dao almost murmured at the time and space he had experienced. Who can understand this era as well as him!

The flowers are blooming and peaceful, which is the greatest symbol of that era.

But that, for this era of war, it is a prosperous era that cannot be dreamed of even dreams!

Everyone was immersed in the future described by Tang Dao, especially when they heard what Tang Dao said: "This prosperous era is as you wish!", these iron men who were torn apart by bullets and shells on the battlefield without a single tear flowing out of their flesh and blood.

If their descendants can really live like the dream described by Tang Dao, then what if they die a hundred times?

"If we had the equipment you mentioned by the commander, we would have driven the Japanese devils into the sea long ago!" Wei Donglai's eyes were red.

"It's not just about rushing into the sea, I have to go to that one, that little white flour steamed bun mountain and pee at the same time!" Li Jiujin laughed.

"We have those equipment. As long as we grandfathers don't give up, our sons and grandsons will make these equipment, tell the Japanese, and tell the foreigners that whoever dares to blow up the thorns will beat them!" Tang Dao looked at these soldiers with box cannons on their waists and shivering in the morning light of winter.

"That's good. If one day I would pat my grandson's little butt and tell him that your grandfather had nothing to do back then. If your baby dares to be timid, his butt will be swollen!" Cheng Tiexou's big black face was glowing red.

"Haha! Tietou, you, may have touched the old lady's dry face!" Li Jiujin smiled so hard that he leaned back and forth.

The officers laughed loudly.

Tang Dao’s description of the beautiful dream is very beautiful, but thinking about the picture of Cheng Tiexou, the black man touching the face of the little old woman, it feels more picturesque.

"In my dream, I heard our descendants sing a song, and this is how they sing..." Tang Dao hummed softly.

"You were the same age as me that year

Young as young as a song

But in order to create the new world in the dream

You turned around and hurriedly walked into the wind and rain

I saw millions of cute you

Run towards the depths of the smoke without looking back

How many youthful backs disappear in the night

For the morning light

I look up at the starry sky you have seen

Meet again after a hundred years of time and space

The smile you turned around

I understand everything

I look up at the starry sky you have seen

The earth under your feet has changed time and space

The red you left in the wind swaying

In the heart

Raise your hand and I say the same vow

How clear your smile is between black and white

You said you never regret spending your whole life

Dedicated to this vast land

I want to hug you tightly

Tell you that everything is settled

The new China you dreamed of a hundred years ago

How beautiful it is..."

Above the mountains, Dan Tai Mingyue and several female nurses were whispering softly.

That's the song that people in the dream sing to them!

They can be well, they can remember themselves, everything is worth it.

As the singing, officers saluted the commander who bowed their heads and whispered, and then turned and left resolutely!

Amid the singing, a group of soldiers were covered in warm sunshine, carrying guns and entering the trenches!

For that beautiful dream.

He Yanzi and his wife sacrificed their lives to the country and were treated as if they were homeless!
Chapter completed!
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