The sudden intruders attracted the attention of the security regiment and the defeated soldiers.

And the next moment, both the twenty or thirty guns of the security regiment and the defeated soldiers felt ashamed.

That's a soldier!

None of these people wore beanie hats. The steel helmet on their heads was either a German M35 or an English M1917 helmet. The weapons they held were even more drooling ZB26 machine guns, Thomson submachine guns or American beaded rifles. The old sleeves made in Hanyang are common on the Chinese army, and they are not visible in Zhongzheng rifles. The common large blades in the army are carried by some people, but they are carrying machetes and are also installed in leather scabbards.

This is the soldier!

The defeated soldiers drooled and stood up unconsciously. The soldiers of the security regiment subconsciously took a few steps back. Compared to these suddenly appearing intruders, they were like bandits.

Someone from the visitors shouted out the webmaster's name with a contemptuous tone: "Diao Degui!"

Diao Degui, who had a dark face, instantly tore off his anger, frustrated and angry, changed into a pug-like look and rushed over, nodding and bowing, "I am Diao Degui, Chief Li, I'll be lucky, I'll be lucky."

"This is Zhang Lixian. We are here to convey military orders under the orders of Yu Xiaoqing's regiment!" Li Bing did not get close to Diao Degui. Like many people who abandoned the pen and joined the army, he looked down on the roles of those ground rats, because compared with these ground rats, their group of soldiers who responded to the call to abandon the pen and joined the army were the phoenixes in the sky.

"Our regiment commander wants to rebuild the Sichuan Army to go to Myanmar to fight," Zhang Lixian said his purpose without expression: "Three days later, he will come here to mobilize and recruit soldiers in person. Before that, I hope you will cooperate well and investigate the physical condition of the defeated soldiers here."

"Yes, yes, yes, must cooperate well, must cooperate well." Diao Degui nodded and bowed.

Zhang Lixian's voice was not loud, and he was spread far away from the scene where he was deliberately calming down. After his words were passed, the defeated soldiers seemed to have exploded.

Are you going to reorganize and fight again?

Going to Myanmar to fight?

hiss!

They remembered the expeditionary force that represented absolute honor, and the atmosphere suddenly became hot!

Can they follow them and fight the Japanese?

[Most of my historical knowledge was returned to the teacher. After hearing the expeditionary army, the only thing I could think of was the Wild Man Mountain. Suddenly I became frightened. Compared to those eager defeated soldiers, I became the only alternative.]

...

Diao Degui's pursuit came to an end because of the appearance of the intruder, but the bigger news replaced the looting of the webmaster Diao who killed thousands of swords - they were about to be recruited!

And he went to Myanmar to fight!

After the defeated soldiers returned to the yard, the defeated soldiers were discussing the reorganization fiercely. Ayi was also excited to promote it. However, there will always be people who disbelief. The person who raised the question was the deputy leader of the food hunting group, Meng Fanle, who said:

"I feel like I'm lying to us to die again. What kind of army is going to Myanmar? Do you have any idea? What are we? A group of defeated soldiers who are disgusted by heaven and hated by earth. Who will arm us like a person when we get into the mind and send us to enjoy the happiness?"

The word "Enjoy happiness" is extremely harsh, but for the defeated soldiers, it is really a blessing to go wherever they go.

The army going to Myanmar uses weapons supported by Americans, there are field hospitals, and American doctors when they are sick and injured. At this time when the whole country overcomes the national crisis, the army going to Myanmar still has military pay. In the eyes of these defeated soldiers, isn’t it a blessing?

And do they... really have such a life of enjoying happiness?

"I'm still annoyed, so I can see it right!" Milong shouted: "You group of idiots who have been kicked by donkeys, can you enjoy your blessings when fooled? Ha, enjoy your blessings? Are you just a bunch of bad lives, do you have the life to enjoy your blessings? Just lie there and be a corpse, enjoy your blessings? Do you think they are recruiting soldiers? They are just a whole bunch of cannon fodder!"

The hot atmosphere instantly cooled down by Milong and Fanla's words.

"The expeditionary army won the battle, and the British there were all convinced." At this time, Ayi said weakly.

"After such a big victory, of course, it has nothing to do with our group of miscellaneous soldiers, right?" Fanla translated Ayi's words. Ayi wanted to defend himself, but he didn't know how to argue with Lieutenant Meng Fan's sharp-mouthed Lieutenant, while Milong, who was not far away, had already agreed:

"Yes, I don't have a single relationship with you, a bunch of miscellaneous soldiers. That's the only one who can only go there. If you are a good person, you will be the one who is a stepmother?"

Two large buckets of cold water made the hot atmosphere here suddenly cold.

"Lying on the corpse, living one day is counted as one day."

The calm voice of acceptance covered the last basin of cold water for the last trace of heat.

The defeated soldiers accepted their fate and continued to lie on their bodies, but Xia Tian was in a daze.

He has branch missions.

[I don't want to go to the Expeditionary Force. I really don't want to be the bones of the Wild Man Mountain, and I don't want to be the victim of the principal's micro-work. But... Who would have thought that the system threw me a task: selected for the Sichuan Army. Reward: Primary auxiliary aiming, the kind of auxiliary aiming skill with aiming within 50 meters.]

Xia Tian was confused at that time. As a genius with no military skills, he understood that the only way out for him to survive was to find a group of trustworthy people, in short, he could hold on to his thighs.

So he proposed the food search team, so after he and Milong had a vote, he chose not to pay for the food search team, Ayi, I'm annoyed, Milong, is the thigh he thought of.

but……

Sudden system tasks made him confused. He was given skills when he was selected, especially the auxiliary aiming, which sounded tall and dignified. But when he thought he would be sent to Myanmar, he hesitated again.

Wild man mountain!

When he thought of this word, he felt extremely heavy. He wanted to go home and leave this world where life was worse than dogs. But the only way to leave was to be dominated by the system. If he was dominated by the system, he would eventually be defeated by the Wild Man Mountain!

"what to do?"

Xia Tian was worried, and he had always been forced to confess his luck to the goddess, but suddenly he was thrown into this world where life was like grass. Can he have good luck? Without good luck, can the Wild Man Mountain come out alive?

...

Three days passed in a flash.

Diao Degui still did not find the murderer, and the two dirty military uniforms found by the lake that day made things very clear. Diao Degui accepted his fate and began to learn from the defeated soldiers to lift the corpses, waiting for Qi Mazi to slowly, slowly, slowly, slowly accumulate wealth for him, but Diao Degui knew very well that the defeated soldiers who had been squeezed out could no longer squeeze out oil.

Therefore, for Diao Degui, the world is dark and boring. The only thing that makes him nostalgic is the woman-so he took the woman from the city without hesitation and lived a life of drunkenness.

The sun just hangs up in the morning, which is still very early for the Zenda Military Control District. The uninvited guests came three days later, just as they said before, but they came extremely early. While everyone was still raising their bodies, Yu Xiaoqing appeared on the periphery of the Military Control District with his people.

There was no scene where the webmaster was waiting as imagined, but there was a faint sound coming from the yard not far away. Yu Xiaoqing frowned instantly. This is called the business woman who doesn’t know the hatred of the country, and she still sang the back garden flower across the river?

"He Shuguang!" Yu Xiaoqing's mouth moved. He Shuguang, who was called to his name, jumped out of the car, pulled out the machete on his back, and rushed into the yard where the source of the Mimi sound. A sound of smashing sound rang out, and the cursing sound ended. The cursing sound immediately sounded. When the disheveled webmaster and the soldiers of the security team saw the people in the yard, the cursing sound stopped immediately, followed by panic steps.

So, Yu Xiaoqing saw a scene of such a group of people wearing clothes with bare butts and naked bodies wearing clothes in a mess in front of him.

Turning his head and ignoring these scums, Yu Xiaoqing continued to whine: "Li Bing! Zhang Lixian! Yu Zhi!" He shouted one confidant's name after another. These people jumped out of the car according to the name, and then rushed into the entire officer's street, kicked open one door after another with a savage and violent yelling:

"Collection!Collection!Collection!"

Just like the group of soldiers from the security team shouted three days ago, the only difference is that when these people shouted, people knew that this was the sound of military orders when they heard it, while the people from the security team shouted, it was like gangsters shouting in groups to fight.

Like all the defeated soldiers, Xia Tian was called to wake up in a daze, and many of the defeated soldiers were even muttering:

"I'm so kind, is Diao Degui robbed again?"

"Bad! That grandson has already accepted his fate. Who is stupid to rob him?"

"It would have been three days ago..."

This sentence reminded everyone, including Xia Tian. In awe, Xia Tian followed the team of defeated soldiers out of the yard and gathered on the street with countless gathering defeated soldiers, facing the person standing in the car.

Colonel!

For the soldiers and the cannon fodder of the lower layer, a high-ranking officer with a huge object of swallowing the sky.

The officer who called for someone stood behind the colonel. At that moment, the colonel felt ashamed and made the defeated soldiers dare not look at him.

"I, Yu Xiaoqing! Military position: regiment commander! My upsurge told me that when I went to Myanmar to fight, he gave me a fully equipped reinforced regiment, but I didn't want it. I said I appreciate it, I want one of my regiments!"

After everyone gathered, Yu Xiaoqing began his speech. The first short passage came out of his mouth and everyone rushed to the face with infinite hot momentum.

"The group I want is my brothers in robe. When you mention the three words Yu Xiaoqing, you can think of it as the group leader's group! It is my group that I and my brothers in robe!"

"My Shangfeng said, OK, then I'll give you a Sichuan Army. I'll say OK, I want it!"

"I know, the Sichuan Army has been beaten away! But why do I want the Sichuan Army?"

"Because the Sichuan Army fought very bravely! With their extremely simple weapons, they still dared to fight with the Japanese in extreme lack of supplies and could fight to the death! Because the Sichuan Army said: As long as there is a Sichuan man, the Sichuan Army will not die!"

"I am a Hunanese, but a dead Hunanese like me is so impressed by the Sichuan Army!"

"So, I want the Sichuan Army!"

After this passage came out of Yu Xiaoqing's mouth, Xia Tian felt that the atmosphere around him changed, and the breathing of Sichuan people closest to him became extremely intense. There were many Sichuan people among the defeated soldiers, and their breathing changed at this moment. It was a kind of enthusiasm for a soldier to die for a confidant after being recognized, and an impulse that was almost crazy after being affirmed.

Xia Tian could not understand the mentality of the Sichuan Army, but Yu Xiaoqing's words made him still feel hot. He thought: Such an officer should be the backbone of the country that people in later generations often talked about?

At that moment, he had a tendency to transform into Yu Xiaoqing's fans.

[To be honest, I was really impressed by Yu Xiaoqing at that time. I think it was because of an officer like Yu Xiaoqing that the Kuomintang army could have been defeated and fought repeatedly under the command of the principal Weicao, and finally fought the fourteen years of the War of Resistance!]

After Yu Xiaoqing's eyes swept through the hot crowd, he suddenly pulled out the knife that He Shuguang was carrying, waved it, and said, "This is the knife I cast when I was 20 years old. I kept chopping people with him. The Japanese stabbed me with bayonets, and I would use the knife to cut them!"

Xia Tian didn't understand martial arts, and even like most people, he thought that the so-called martial arts were just a flower-like pose and a flower-like pose for performance. But looking at Yu Xiaoqing's move of the knife, he suddenly thought he was wrong. He really had martial arts. The colonel of the National Army in front of him really cut off the Japanese with a knife.

Yu Xiaoqing continued to say: "We used to use knives to cut off the Japanese because we lacked everything, lacked artillery, shells, and guns and ammunition, so we had to use knives to cut off the Japanese! But now, we don't lack it!"

"Thomson's portable machine gun, even a horse can kill four or five bullets! Yours!"

Bang bang bang

The submachine gun roared in his hands, and the continuous sounds made countless bolt-moving rifles become gray grandsons.

"The 79th rifle is much more accurate than the Japanese 38th big block! Yours!"

Bang, bang, bang

A few quick single shots, the tiles hit in the distance, proved the accuracy of the gun, and also proved to these people that your regiment commander, I am not a girl who will run away as soon as possible while sitting in the command center!

"Compared with the Czech light machine gun, the Japanese crooked handgun, is a weak grandson! Yours!"

The roar of the light machine gun proves that its current owner has no nonsense.

"There are also Browning heavy machine guns, air-cooled, too heavy to get them, but they are also yours! There are also tanks, anti-aircraft machine guns, war defense cannons, heavy mortars, field cannons, mountain cannons, all of them are yours!"

Every time Yu Xiaoqing said, the defeated soldiers' breathing was heavy. They had heard, seen, and experienced these things, but they had never seen anyone use them, many of them were dealt with by the Japanese.

At this time, Yu Xiaoqing even took out a mortar shell: "Is it hit hard by the little Japanese hand cannon (grenade launcher)? The American 60mm mortar is more cruel than it, more accurate than it, farther than it, and you are the ones!"

"I've gone, there's enough guns and guns! Enough food and clothing! I can eat three meals a day! There are field hospitals! There are American doctors and American medicines, American planes pick up and drop off, military pay, and if I die, I'll get money. I'll get military pay every month. The most important thing is to kill the Japanese!"

Yu Xiaoqing is like a devil. He is familiar with all the weaknesses of the defeated soldiers. No, this is not only the weakness of the defeated soldiers, but the common weakness of all Chinese soldiers in this era. He put a beautiful picture in front of all the defeated soldiers.

Go! It's yours!

After Yu Xiaoqing finished speaking, the defeated soldiers completely turned into a pile of flames, burning themselves, burning all the flames of the enemy, and burning everything so hotly.

This passion has also swallowed the mysterious dragon, and there is still summer.
Chapter completed!