Similar to the story of Baiyang Village, it is being staged in various parts of Jishi County. Around Jishi City, there are a large number of villages of retired disabled soldiers and immigrants who grew up with Jishi City. They built Jishi City bit by bit, built their homes bit by bit, turned wasteland into today's fertile fields, turned sewage ditches into fishing fishing, and once deserted land, becoming a prosperous hometown, a paradise. Now they live in Mingtang, have surplus grains and surplus money in their bags. This kind of life is something they have never thought of and dared not imagine before, and what brings them all is naturally the expedition of the East Prefecture and the East Army.

Baiyang Village is just the largest among them.

Defending the East Envoy and the East Envoy are to defend their homeland and protect their happy life from hard work over the years. For a moment, their parents repeatedly told them to bid farewell to their son. Although the newlywed wife was tearful, she still looked proudly at her husband wearing the dazzling red battle jacket.

Teams of red are opened from the surrounding area of ​​Jishi County to Jishi City.

At the headquarters of the First Company of the Red Uniform Guard, Yang Dasha sat in the company, stroking a big flag in his hand. It was the flag of the First Company. This flag once accompanied the First Company to travel all areas of the East Prefecture. From the beginning to the present, the First Company has a total of 252 soldiers. After several years of war, there are still fifty-eight people left under his command, especially in the final battle with the Gong Guards led by Yan Qi in Hetao. The First Company suffered most of the first series. In addition, the first company was seriously injured and retired. Now there are only fifty-eight men left.

The four platoon leaders were only Meng Songhai left. Are the brothers who followed him and charged forward in an endless manner. Are they doing well in heaven now? Touching the banner of countless blood, Yang Dasha, a man with iron sturdyness, actually shed tears.

The door was pushed open suddenly, Meng Songhai strode in. Just as he was about to speak, he saw Yang Dasha with tears on his face, and couldn't help but open his mouth and stayed there. In his heart, the company commander Dasha had always been a strong man with a strong nerve, but his body was cut to pieces of blood. When the military doctor was worried that he would be infected and poured the strong wine on him like water, his muscles were pounding. They were frightened by the side, but the company commander Dasha didn't hum, why did he cry now?

"Company Commander, the banquet outside has been set up, everyone is waiting for you!" He said authentically.

Yang Dasha nodded, stood up, raised the bright red flag, raised her hand to wipe away the tears from her face, "Let's go!"

There were three rows of long tables in the yard of the company, and fifty-six men were wearing new battle robes and sat upright. There were many empty seats in the middle, but there were also bowls and chopsticks on each seat. If someone was interested in counting it carefully, he would count all of them, which was exactly 252 people.

Seeing Yang Dasha strode out of the company's headquarters, fifty-six people all stood up with a thud. Yang Dasha nodded to everyone, walked straight to the flagpole on the side, reached out to hang the flag, and personally raised the flag to the top of the pole. The flag fluttered in the air in the wind, Yang Dasha took a step back and shouted loudly: "Salute!"

Everyone's right hands were stroked on their left chest at the same time, fifty-eight pairs of eyes, staring at the flag waving in the air.

"Strike the Eastern Army!" Yang Dasha yelled.

"Wansheng!" The soldiers roared out with almost all their strength.

Yang Dasha's eyes slowly turned, swept across every soldier's face, and swept over every empty seat, "Brothers, since three years ago, the governor started to form a personal guard camp, I was in the First Company, starting from a small soldier, step by step, and working to the company commander. So far, there are 252 brothers in our First Company, but there are only 58 brothers who can sit here today, and the rest are all ahead of us."

When all the soldiers heard this, their eyes were blurred. Among these people who left, they were once familiar with their friends, but now they are separated by heaven and man forever.

"Everyone knows that the governor has abolished the establishment of the personal guard camp and expanded it into the Young Guards based on the personal guard camp. You will all be officers of the Young Guards. After drinking this wine, everyone will disperse. The Young Guards have four divisions. I don't know which army you will be transferred to, but I ask all of you to remember that no matter where you go, no matter how big the officer you have become and how many soldiers you have brought, please remember the First Company of the Personal Guards. Remember that this side is stained with the blood of your brothers, the blood of your enemies, and the flag of your own blood. Please remember these departed brothers who have fought with you."

"I will never forget it." A thunderous roar rang out.

Yang Dasha's eyes couldn't help but turn red again when she heard the tsunami of mountains and seas. A few old tears fell down again without any of them, but none of the fifty-seven men standing around him laughed at him, because at this time, they were like Yang Dasha, especially the new recruits Mei Hua and Wu Ya in the eyes of the two old birds, their tears fell down like broken beads.

But no one reached out to wipe it.

"Men don't cry easily, but they are not sad!" Yang Dasha shouted loudly, "There is nothing shameful. Meng Songhai pours wine and fills every brother with wine. Mei Hua and Wu Ya, you two fools, don't come out to help."

"Yes." Two guys who were crying and crying ran out, picked up two jars of wine from one side, and filled all the wine bowls with Meng Songhai.

"Pick up the wine bowl!" Yang Dasha shouted loudly. "We to the governor for the first bowl of wine. If the governor hadn't brought us out and fought with great power, I'm afraid we would still be alive like a dog now. The Red Guards, following the governor, went to fight a Lang Lang Qianhan, and a prosperous world. Come on, do it!"

"Word to the Governor!" Fifty-eight people turned to the direction of the Governor's Office in Jishi City, raised the wine bowl high, bowed, raised the wine bowl to their lips, and drank it all in one go.

"The second bowl, I wish our departed brothers!" Yang Dasha said: "For one hundred and ninety-four brothers, we have only found the families of eighty-three brothers. The rest are either orphans or relatives. Today, in front of all the brothers, we promised that even if our first company is no longer there, we will still support the families of these eighty-three brothers. Do you agree?"

"This is our obligation!" Another neat thunderous roar.

"Okay, I've had this bowl."

It was all over again.

"The third bowl is my respect for you. In the past few years, I am afraid that no one of the brothers in the First Company has not been beaten by me or scolded by me, but you still regard me as your best brother and best comrade-in-arms. I thank you. Without you, there would be no such great reputation as the First Company. Yang Dasha will be respected first."

"Company Commander, you are the best company commander, you are our best brother." Meng Songhai shouted, raised his wine bowl and looked around, "Brothers, aren't you?"

"yes."

"No matter where we go in the future, the company commander will be our company commander and will never change."

“Unchanged forever.”

"Okay, okay!" Yang Dasha couldn't help but shed tears again, "Babys, I'm crying again. Come on, drink, everyone can get drunk today, don't worry about whether they are on duty or not, because from today on, our first company has been disbanded, and the responsibilities we assume have been taken over by the garrison of Jishi County. Everyone, we will stop drunk."

In the company, the fun immediately became lively. Countless veterans brought wine bowls and walked straight towards Yang Dasha.

Looking at the company commander who was surrounded by veterans, Mei Hua and Wu Ya looked at each other with a wry smile. Among the army, the most important place to be qualified. Even if they toast the company commander, they were afraid that they would have to wait until the end.

Wu Ya took the wine and walked towards the platoon commander Meng Songhai, who had been drunk with Dasha Company Commander, who was squeezed out by the veterans. Mei Hua sat down, picked up the wine bowl, and raised it to an empty seat next to him. In addition to the wine bowl, there was also a wooden sign with Shang Jing's name engraved on it.

"Fatty man,"

He cried, and drank the wine while crying, then picked up the wine in front of him and spilled it on the ground. "Fatty, drink Haoluo, there, I don't know if there is such a good wine to drink, don't spill it."

He picked up the jar of wine and poured two more bowls, "Fatty, I saw the suicide note you left in the company. It turned out that you are from Hejian and my fellow villager. I told the company commander that you are raised by me by your relatives who are left in your hometown, but I don't know where you will be assigned. When everything is stopped, I will go to your home. Don't worry about everything where you are. I told Wu Ya that if one day I will chase you, he will take over. Anyway, his family has also divided the fields and life is much better. He will take half of his military sanitation to support your family for you, and he won't be hungry, right?"

After drinking two bowls of wine, Mei Hua's face turned red and his eyes blurred. He stood up staggeringly. Seeing that there were fewer people on the Dasha Company Commander, he immediately carried the jar.
Chapter completed!