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Chapter 584 Chapter 584 Singing
The 1st Armored Division of the Tang Army finally stopped, when they were about to see the endless sea.

Along the way, they captured another 2 prisoners, fully displaying the characteristics of the armored troops galloping like the wind and moving like lightning.

Even sometimes, their opponents didn't know that the enemy had come, and the barrels of Tang Jun's armored troops were already on their heads.

However, there is a price for running all the way. They still have more than 130 tanks left.The rest were either paralyzed on the way, or were destroyed and abandoned.

Liu Guozhu was lying beside the tank, washing up.He has been pushing forward day and night, even though it is noon, he still needs to brush his teeth, wash his face, and then have a good sleep.

Compared with those infantry who traveled with their legs, he was already very happy.At least his tank didn't mind carrying his groceries and tent, or his food and drink.

You know, in order to catch up with the advance speed of the tank troops, the infantry heard that they threw all the things they could throw on the way.

I don't know which war started, but the Tang Army's infantry learned the special skill of throwing things, which pits the logistics department.

As soon as I started running, I started throwing things around, as soon as I met refugees, I started to give away things that I couldn't move, and when I was happy, I even lost the money in my pocket...

So for the Tang Army's logistics department, this war is also a tragic war that makes people desperate and chaotic.

The troops running forward littered their things, and the troops going back began to pick up the rubbish: the road was full of defeated Qi soldiers who were surrounded and captured by armored troops, and it was necessary to assign manpower to escort these soldiers to the prisoner-of-war camp or detention area. Row.

As a result, those troops who were left behind to guard the return of the captives began to pick up all kinds of rubbish along the way.

At the very beginning, the purpose of the soldiers was very simple: they just wanted to pick up the rags they had thrown away.

For example, they lost their raincoats and spare clothes and socks during the attack, and they hoped to find them back on the way back.

After all, although soldiers will not be fined for discarding some supplies, they will still be criticized and educated, and they will inevitably be reprimanded and made things difficult when they receive new supplies.

So if you get something back, at least you can save yourself a few words of scolding when you are criticized.But later, this behavior of picking up trash gradually changed its taste.

Because you can never guarantee that the things you pick up must be lost by yourself, so the style of painting has changed unconsciously.

What if you lost a raincoat when you were on your way, but what you got back were two pairs of socks and a pair of underwear?
So, then pick up a little more, take it back anyway, exchange it with the kid next door who even picked up the lunch box, or bargain with the logistics manager...

"Ha, bah!" After spitting water on the tank track and spitting off a piece of mud sticking to it, Liu Guozhu felt a sense of accomplishment.

His tank basically couldn't see the original paint color, especially the front of the tank. The armor was full of mottled bullet marks, and there was a piece of rust in the corner that had been hit by a shell.

The headlight on one side was blown off, and it was unknown where it was lost, so when they were driving last night, they could only use one headlight to explore the road, and finally managed to keep up with the large army.

The dragon emblem on the side of the tank's body can no longer see its original appearance, and the serial number of the black No. 113 tank can only be vaguely distinguished if it is connected together.

The national flag was still on the engine compartment cover of the tank, but because of the exhaust, the corners of the national flag had been blackened and it was full of holes.

No way, no one can avoid stepping on the national flag when getting on and off the tank: this is not intended to offend, but simply cannot be taken into account.

It has only been used for more than two months. This No. 4 tank was in a brand new state when it entered the war. Now it is basically no different from being scrapped.

The good news is that their war seems to have just ended at noon today.An order came from above, and the finishing work was assigned to General Tiger's infantry. The battle of the tank troops was temporarily over.

All the troops are on standby, waiting for supplies of fuel, ammunition, food and medicine, as well as additional equipment and personnel.The crew members of all armored units rested in place, waiting for new notices.

So, after receiving this order, everyone began to rejoice, some began to build a temporary camp, and some began to prepare their own lunch.

Liu Guozhu wanted to go to sleep directly. He felt that there was nothing wrong with being hungry, but if he didn't sleep, he might die soon.

The following ammunition truck stopped not far away, and the loader, who had almost slept on the bumpy tank for 30 hours, finally had a job.

While Liu Guozhu and the others were sleeping, the electromechanics and the loader were responsible for replenishing the tank with 20 shells.

At the same time they cleaned the barrels and chambers, cleaned the inside of the tank, maintained the radio equipment, and oiled the two machine guns.

When Liu Guozhu woke up, the camp was already filled with the smell of dinner.He casually ate a piece of black bread that was harder than krypton gold, and after killing a box of canned mackerel in tomato sauce, he instantly felt himself alive.

In the open space in the distance, a group of tank soldiers gathered to grab an empty tin can bottle-this is one of their entertainment items.

On the embankment there were crew members sitting in the shade, the road was full of trucks, and soldiers carrying rifles crowded the road, making it a mess.

"Just when pear blossoms are blooming all over the world,

There is a soft veil floating on the river.

Ma Cuihua stood on the steep shore,

The singing sounds like the bright spring scenery!
Ma Cuihua stood on the steep shore,

The singing sounds like the bright spring scenery! "

Enviously looking at these tank soldiers who have their own special vehicles and special allowances to eat better food, these infantrymen who can only advance on their own legs, under the instigation of the commanders, sang their songs loudly .

There was no way, Tang Mo felt that the name Katyusha was not very down-to-earth, so he directly changed it to the current appearance.Anyway, no one in this world knows what the original version looks like, so there is no sense of disobedience.

The soldiers with rifles sang while watching the tank soldiers pour boxes of canned luncheon meat into a cauldron to cook, swallowing their saliva and continuing to howl at the top of their voices. The scene was once very touching.

"Hey! Brothers! Shall we also send a song to the infantry comrades?" The battalion commander came over and shouted at the soldiers scattered around the camp.

He clapped his hands, calling everyone's attention: "One! Who's going to start?"

"Let me come!" The company commander of the 1st company leaned on the tank, put his hat on his head and said, "Let me start, everyone sing along!"

"Oh!" All the tank soldiers booed and yelled. The monotonous military life and the depressing atmosphere on the battlefield made this group of young people dedicate themselves to whatever interesting things they encountered.

The people who kicked the cans had already stopped, and everyone looked at the commander of the 1st company, waiting for him to speak.

In the distant singing of "Ma Cuihua", the company commander of the 1st company opened his mouth softly and sang a song that all tank soldiers would know: "Honey, if one day, I can't come back..."

"Honey, if one day I can't come back, please don't be sad!" Everyone opened their mouths and sang along. They didn't have as many infantrymen, so their voices were not loud, but because of the novelty, the infantrymen over there were all closed Mouth, listening to the singing of the tank soldiers here.

"Honey, if one day I can't come back, please don't be sad. Even if my soul is burned by the fire and I'm gone, at least I still have a coffin of steel." The lyrics of this song were copied by Tang Mo, and the tune is Written by composers of this world.

The melody is not as good as Katyusha's, and it's a bit of a mouthful.But it's still the armor's own song, their favorite song!

"Honey, if one day I can't come back, please don't be sad. At that time, my beloved tank has become a wreck. Fortunately, I will be buried with it." Liu Guozhu sang loudly with a smile, recalling Not only the tank hit by the shell, but also the raging fire.

"I have touched the hot gravel and seen the whiteness of snowflakes. The boundary markers of the Tang Dynasty are my tracks. I have shot deadly shells and sung the most beautiful beats. Even cheetahs are not as fast as me!" His heroic singing, especially The boundary marker is the track.

He likes that sentence so much, the front of his tank is the border of Datang!The places his tanks run over are all Datang's territory!
One day, his tanks will drive into the imperial capital of the Dahua Empire, and run over the sinners who once despised him and tried to conquer him.

"If one day I come back with a tank, I will hug you when I stop the tank, my dear, my love." The 1st company commander finished the last sentence with a smile on his face.

Along the way, his tanks, his troops, proved to him and the whole world how powerful they are!

"Good singing! One more!" On the road, soldiers carrying rifles shouted loudly with laughter.

"Get out! Go forward quickly! I estimate that after three to five kilometers, you will be able to see Qi's bayonet!" A tank soldier shouted back.

"Hahahaha!" All the infantrymen laughed.

"They have bayonets, we have tearing machines!" A strong man carrying an MG-42 machine gun shouted, knocking on his own machine gun.In an instant, there was more laughter.

"Let's go! We're going to capture the prisoners of Qi State!" An infantryman replied, "Following with you, we won't be able to capture prisoners!"

Another infantryman walked forward and laughed at himself: "Follow the armored soldiers, and go hungry for nine meals in three days! Hahaha!"

(End of this chapter)