The heavens start from Changjin Lake

Chapter 198
As soon as twelve o'clock arrived, Xia Yuan's eyes went dark, as if he had fallen into boundless chaos. There was a rustling sound in his ears, and he vaguely felt that someone was pulling his clothes. He could clearly feel that someone was skillfully Unbuttoning himself, a pair of Kong Wu's powerful arms grabbed the back of his neck, and his clothes took off.

The trouser belt around his waist was also untied, and a pair of hands that didn't know whether it was a man or a woman were about to take off his trousers.

"!"

Xia Yuan turned pale with shock, and tried to open his eyes, but only opened a gap, he could feel the weakness of his body.

There were sporadic conversations in my ears.

"Wake up, wake up."

"Is this the highest official among our cannon fodder?"

"The head of the regiment is also cannon fodder. Could it be that he pretended to be dead and escaped?"

"Who knows."

This is spoken by people from different regions and with different accents.

Xia Yuan tried his best to open his eyes. What he saw was a desolate courtyard surrounded by a group of people. They all looked at him with curious eyes. When they settled down, their eyes gradually returned, and only then did they see clearly the appearance of the group of people in front of them. appearance.

A group of filthy rout soldiers, their military uniforms were filthy, some were wearing worn-out hats crookedly, and some were unkempt.

Xia Yuan sat up abruptly, startling them and retreating one after another.

A group of rout soldiers, you look at me, I look at you, and dare not make a move to this "highest official in the rout".

Looking at his slack pupils, Fanla pushed Dr. Hao's arm, and pouted: "Look, did you get treated stupidly? He is the head of the team, and he has all the certificates on him. If you treat him You are stupid, if the people above find you, they will be able to shoot you twice."

Veterinarian Hao said anxiously, "How would I know, I just, I just checked his injuries."

Yao Ma said thoughtfully: "Maybe he was already stupid before. Fortunately, we found out. If it wasn't for us, he would have died. He should thank us."

Fanla is a poisonous snake, and he fought back without hesitation: "How can I thank you? Please take the gun, do you want to eat it or not?"

It's annoying to look at it, so I don't say a word.

"What a fool, if you ask me, it's stupid. You can get a lot of money if you take off his clothes."

Milong spoke in a Northeast accent, staring at Xia Yuan who sat up, but his pupils were a little slack.

"No!" Ah Yi stopped Milong from the side.

"No, nothing."

"He, he is the leader."

[Mission: My regiment leader, my regiment! 】

【Ding!Obtained status: Commander of the defeated army! 】

His eyes gradually focused, and he glanced at a group of rout soldiers with familiar faces in front of him, glanced at his pants and clothes that were half taken off, and asked:

"Who did it?"

Seeing this, a group of rout soldiers took two steps back.

Milong stared at him, "I did it, why not."

"What is your name?"

"Zhang Milong."

Milong is not afraid of the sky and the earth. In Zenda, he is the elder of the three dynasties. Hei is the boss, a gambler, a bully, with fists and cans.

Xia Yuan looked at him, he was wearing an ill-fitting school official uniform, and his lower body was a pair of light gauze spun silk trousers. In order to keep cool, he tore off the sleeves of the school official uniform, revealing his gnarled muscles. Standing beside him was his little Follower Yangdanzi.

Standing around him was a group of unkempt broken soldiers, with their heads lowered and their eyes raised, looking at him.

Xia Yuan got up, pulled up his pants, and tried his body. The feeling of weakness only lasted for a while, and his physical fitness gradually recovered. After a brief understanding, he knew his identity, a group seat abandoned by his superiors , escaped from Dimian and came to Zenda. I don't know the reason, so I came to this shelter in a daze, and fell into a coma in the shelter.

Maybe it was because of the clothes on his body, Milong wanted to take off his clothes, the clothes on his body were worth some money, maybe they all thought they were dead, maybe they were afraid of Milong, but no one stop.

Xia Yuan knew that this group of people had lost their souls and lived aimlessly all day long.

Shangganling is a group of people full of faith who wrote an immortal poem, then "My Leader, My Group" is a group of people who lost their souls looking for their lost souls, but in the end, they failed, they were not The protagonists are just a group of ordinary defeated soldiers who have been defeated again and again.

The mission released is also very strange, the name corresponds to the name of the TV series, Xia Yuan has no idea about this mission for the time being, but the system has given him the identity of a rout regiment commander and a dog's skin, so he has to use it.

Xia Yuan thought to himself that the way he used Shangganling would not work here. The national army still dislikes red very much. As a leader of the national army, he naturally couldn't promote the way he used Shangganling.

This group of people gradually lost their confidence in years of defeats, and became a group of people who lost their souls and lived without any purpose. Perhaps one day, they would be gathered by their superiors and sent to the battlefield to serve as cannon fodder for the elite troops.

Expeditionary Army, a name that hurts in the heart when you mention it.

His thoughts gradually withdrew, Xia Yuan stared at Zhang Milong in front of him, put on his trousers calmly, and tied them up. He was very clear in his heart that it would not work to infect them with the red spirit, and it was even a very stupid idea. actions, and even send themselves to the road of death.

And the reason why they lost their souls was that most of them were defeated, and the comrades around them died one after another, and they lost confidence in victory.

Since they keep losing battles, I can awaken the confidence in their hearts by winning again and again.

Twisting his wrist, staring at Milong in front of him, Xia Yuan showed a smile on his face: "He looks very strong, he used to be a machine gunner?"

Mi Long couldn't figure out what Xia Yuan asked, but seeing Xia Yuan woke up, he shouted: "Let's break up, Yangdanzi, come and fan me."

"Let you go?"

Xia Yuan's eyes became colder, staring at the group of people in front of him.

They looked at Xia Yuan with a trace of numbness in their eyes.

Yao Ma said, "What are you doing?"

Xia Yuan looked at them coldly, and said, "What are you doing? I am your team leader."

"You can save your trouble, this is Zenda, if you don't have your soldiers, even if you have them, do you still have a gun in your hand?" Fanla, who was limping, couldn't help but ask.

This group of rout soldiers still repulsed the filthy regiment commander in front of them. It was obviously not a good guy to be able to look like them.

Xia Yuan automatically ignored Fanla's words.

Indeed, let alone a soldier, he didn't even have a gun that could be fired except for a gun without bullets, but this did not prevent him from organizing the group of cannon fodder in front of him.

He stepped forward and his eyes fell on Zhang Milong. If he wanted to open up the situation, he had to make a breakthrough from Zhang Milong. He said: "I am an expeditionary force, and I came from Myanmar. Unfortunately, I failed. My regiment was broken up by the Japanese devils. I went to fight the Japanese devils, and was buried by a shell on the headquarters. When I woke up, my men were basically dead. I went all the way north to Zenda. I want to reorganize the Sichuan Army."

He squinted his eyes and continued: "My teacher told me that where I fell, I got up from where I fell. So, I was looking for my army. Now, I found it. You are my army. So what if you are defeated? , who dares to say that a defeated army has no combat power, you have been very tenacious on the battlefield, and you will be able to be very tenacious on the battlefield in the future."

"Failure is the mother of success. No one will always lose the battle. Are you willing to stay here and live a life without the next meal?"

"Why did I rebuild the Sichuan Army, because the Sichuan Army was born gloriously and died great. They came out of Sichuan wearing straw sandals, holding knives, guns and sticks, and fought against the Japanese devils for their country and family. They used their own flesh and blood to forge a wall. The city wall has resisted the footsteps of the Japanese devils from invading our land of China."

"The spirit of the Sichuan Army is the role model in my heart and the goal in my heart."

"Sichuan army, as long as there is a Sichuanese, the Sichuan army will be there. You can say that I am arrogant. After all, we have nothing now, but when the Sichuan army came out of Sichuan, did they have everything? A pair of straw sandals, a wooden pole The spear is their weapon."

Xia Yuan's gaze became firmer, and he said, "Besides, we don't have nothing. The United States and England are our allies. As long as we go to Burma, they will send us weapons and equipment."

Yao Ma in the crowd felt hot all over. He is from Sichuan, and he is also proud of Sichuan. If he hadn't lost battles one after another and wiped out everyone around him, how could he be willing to fall here.

Some of the broken soldiers' eyes became brighter, while others remained numb.

Xia Yuan also understood that it would be difficult to call back the souls in their hearts with just some passionate speeches, and it would only make their blood boil.

He still needs to do something to change how this group of people think of him.

"When I entered Zenda, I heard that there was a boss in the black market, named Milong, who was very good at fighting and had a lot of supplies in his hand. Let me make a deal. I will take you to fight, and you will give the supplies in your hand to me. I."

Milong stood up and turned his head to look at Xia Yuan. Although his speech just now did raise a glimmer of hope in his heart, it was quickly extinguished by Xia Yuan's words. He felt that the leader's brain in front of him was probably Being fooled by bombs, would I foolishly give him supplies?
How could it be given?

However, he saw the head of the group walking straight towards him. Although he was only 1.7 meters tall, he was under tremendous pressure. It was the first time for Milong to feel a little tension. He could feel a sense of difference from the head of the group unusual breath.

He has killed a lot of people!

Xia Yuan stared at him and said word by word: "On December 1937, 12, Jinling fell, and the Japanese army launched a brutal Jinling massacre. 13 compatriots! A total of 30 compatriots died under their guns and bayonets. !"

"They used bayonets to cut open the stomachs of pregnant women, and picked out the unborn babies and threw them into boiling water."

"They jianyin our compatriots, teenage children, seven or eight-year-old girls! They buried our compatriots alive in the ground!"

"Their bacteria troops did an experiment and put a mother and daughter on a heated iron plate. They wanted to see if the mother would step on the child to save her own life!"

"The human body contains 78% water. Do you know how it came about? The Japanese devils roasted a living person into a mummified corpse, and the dried corpse was only 22% of its weight!"

"I remember all the crimes they committed on the land of our country. Why did I go on an expedition to fight the Japanese devils, because I know that only by resisting the Japanese devils, such a tragedy will not happen in our country. It's happening again!"

"Today, you and I are living here aimlessly in pursuit of ease and comfort."

"In the future, the Japanese devils will block our last lifeline in Burma, and the country will be lost. You and I will become the souls of each other's guns."

"Look at the people of Zenda. When you first arrived, they tried their best to help you and let you have a bite of food. Why didn't they give you food later?"

"They are disappointed, they are extremely disappointed in you!"

Xia Yuan's eyes were glowing red, he looked at Milong, and said: "The country is in ruins, and the people are in dire straits. You are making money here, guarding your little supplies. Coveting comfort, coveting comfort, or coveting comfort, wait until the Japanese devils Here we come, the Jinling massacre will be staged again in Zenda, how can your little supplies help you?"

Milong opened his mouth, he was speechless, and was also shocked by Xia Yuan's words, because they didn't know these things.

Many of them joined the army not to kill devils, but to make a living. Only a few of them joined the army with the mentality of revenge.

All the broken soldiers fell silent.

The Jinling Massacre is an eternal pain in the hearts of all Chinese people.

Xia Yuan took a deep breath, calmed down the anger in his heart, looked at the group of defeated soldiers in front of him, and knew that what he said just now had an effect, at least a seed was planted in their hearts.

This trick is called moral kidnapping.

Now this era is still very simple. Although moral kidnapping is not authentic, it works. As long as you let them go to the battlefield, under your leadership, and win a few battles, you can slowly find their confidence and gradually find their soul. .

Fanla was silent for a while, then looked up at Xia Yuan: "You are so great, why are you still alive? Why didn't you die in Dimian?"

"If the people of the motherland need me, I will go to die, but not now, because I have killed more than 30 devils, and there are 30 little devils short of 29. The ghosts of Jinling are still floating above Jinling Then, if I live aimlessly like you, they will be even more disappointed and disappointed in us."

He looked at the sky and murmured: "It's like the Zenda people are disappointed in you. No one will fall forever, all you lack is an opportunity. In fact, as me, I can pull up a group without you , but I don't feel the need, because I have already found my own regiment, I want to take you back, not only for Jinling, but also for thousands of people across the country, if I can exchange my life for I will die for their safety, but I know that such an idea is unrealistic, and in exchange for their safety, I need not only me, but all of us."

What is the face, they will understand when they win the battle in the future.

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