Rise From Eight Hundred Chapter 1088

This is not the first time that these Chinese officers and soldiers who have been captured have faced a superior officer who lectured them. The last time it was an army colonel, and the last time it was a lieutenant general and division commander.

However, the army colonel standing in front of them, standing as straight as a green pine, looking at them with eagle eyes, was obviously completely different from what they had imagined.

When he arrived, he had no intention of appeasing him at all. He was completely tough. Not only was he verbal, but the infantry platoon behind him also quietly pointed their guns into the valley.

They are all soldiers who have experienced the battlefield, and they can clearly sense whether there is murderous intent. At this moment, with the tough attitude of the colonel in front of him, the battlefield was also filled with murderous intent.

They believed that as long as the man in front of them gave an order, the rifles, light machine guns and two heavy machine guns would definitely fire at them.

However, the soldiers who were captured were also soldiers. How could they endure being so humiliated?

So, although no one said anything, more than two thousand pairs of eyes were full of anger.

Tang Dao was looking at them, and they were staring at Tang Dao.

“No one is talking, right? Then I'll wait!”

One person vs. 2,000 people. Tang Dao had no expression on his face and did not speak anymore. He just stood upright in a very standard military posture.

Perhaps it was because Tang Dao was too powerful. The prisoners of war who were former soldiers were a little lazy at the beginning, but in the end they all responded with what they thought was the most standard military posture.

Whether he was a soldier or a pacesetter, an officer or a new recruit, almost all prisoners of war gave their own answers with actions when provoked by Tang Dao's cold but standard military posture. That's the language that comes from soldiers, even if you just spent a day in the military camp.

long time

There were more than 2,000 people standing in a huge valley, but the air was so silent that it was almost stagnant.

Even, you can hear the intense heartbeat in the chest of the soldier at the end of the queue and his increasingly heavy breathing.

This stop lasts for a full hour.

Even though Ye Chenghuan was worried that something might happen if Tang Dao was too tough and brought Tantai Mingyue, Zhao Daqiang, Qian Dazhu and a guard platoon here, Tang Dao never looked back.

He and the more than 2,000 officers and soldiers of the special training camp stood in a military posture, like eagles, glaring at each other to see who would give in first.

Standing in a military posture is not only a technical job, but also a physical job. It is also a huge burden for these officers and soldiers who have just walked out of the prison camp and have not fully recovered their training intensity.

In fact, even Shangguan Yun, who was standing behind Tang Dao, felt a little unbearable. He had no problem before, but during the long nine months of being 'imprisoned' in the Western military camp, he was mentally confused because of the way forward. It is inevitable that there will be slacking off, which will naturally lead to the lack of some daily training. It is really uncomfortable to stand for more than an hour.

Even Shangguan Yun couldn't do it. Needless to say, the prisoners of war who couldn't even take a few sips of gruel in the prisoner-of-war camp that day, if they hadn't been well-nourished for a month in the special training camp, they would have hardly eaten in more than an hour. A person can stand completely.

Finally, someone on the other side could not help but quietly move their legs and ankles.

Tang Dao pursed his lips tightly and looked a little cold, slightly raising the corners of his mouth, and a metallic voice spread throughout the audience: "Very good, it seems that the last bit of spanking energy among you guys is almost gone, so why don't you hurry up?" Yes, come up and beat me up!”

The row of school officers and lieutenants standing behind Tang Dao couldn't help but twitch the corners of their mouths, "Sir, what are you trying to do?" Why, I want 1VS2000! It's okay to stand in a military posture, but it's really not possible to hit the flesh with fists, even if we are included.

Tantai Mingyue lowered her head and sighed slightly. Her future husband was good at everything, but he was a bit too rigid and straight. Regardless of whether he was a man or a woman, he wanted to solve problems with his fists.

But this is good, at least there are very few stupid women like her who fall in love with him, so let's keep this trait!

The women of the new era are all about being exclusive!

Unfortunately, just because there are few, does not mean that there are none. The reporter from Tantai University is doomed to make a miscalculation. A straight man of steel doesn't say too many love words, but the main character of "steel" is a tough guy. How many women can reject a man who is always "rocky"?

“Yes, although no one of you weaklings spoke, your eyes told me that no matter whether I was the supreme commander here or not, the moment I scolded you, I was the **** in your eyes and hearts.

If possible, you are already thinking about how to swollen my face or even kill me with a black gun on the battlefield. Because, since you arrived here, although I think you have looked at you a lot strangely, I am still the first to bluntly say that you are cowards and cowards! "Tang Dao continued to roar loudly.

"So, when I stand here, even if your legs and feet are already sore and you wish you could just lie down instead of sitting, you are still standing like me. You just want to tell me, you stupid bastard, just wait for me. Well, one day I will get my revenge."

The officers and soldiers of the special training camp continued to be silent.

I have to say that although the self-proclaimed **** in front of me is very irritating, he really understands people's hearts.

That's what they seem to think!

"Then I might as well **** your hearts again. I regret it very much. If I had come back ten days earlier, I wouldn't have wasted so much food." Tang Dao's voice suddenly increased at least two times, and at all times In people's stunned eyes.

"I shouldn't have allowed Director Ye and the others to set up this so-called special training camp for bitches. What qualifications do you trash have to join my four-element group? The most suitable place for you should be a woman's bed, listen. Tell them that you are mighty!"

There was a "boom" and the prisoners of war were in an uproar.

This **** leader is really beyond the limits of their imagination.

Not only did they say they were garbage and a waste of food, but they also said they were only worthy of being called uncle by women.

This is not only an insult to them as soldiers, but they are not even worthy of the male gender.

It's really too much to open the door for too much - it's too much.

Tang Dao did not continue to speak, but looked coldly at the agitated prisoners of war. Until their voices are slightly quieter.

A sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, "What? You are said to be rubbish, and you don't accept it?"

“Sir, we are not rubbish.” A prisoner of war shouted in response in the queue.

"Sir, I don't accept it. I participated in the Great Wall War of Resistance! The sword in my hand has chopped off the heads of three Japanese people!" A rather burly prisoner of war who looked like a big man from the north separated from the crowd and strode away. Come out and shout.

And, he casually took off the dark green summer sweatshirt issued by the special training camp, faced Tang Dao, exposed his somewhat thin chest, pointed at the layers of scars on his chest, his face was full of pride:

“I'm still not convinced. The Japanese used various methods in the prisoner-of-war camp to treat us as Japanese invaders, but we did not surrender.

They stipulated that any guard who did not take the initiative to bow would be whipped five times. In three months, I received more than 100 whips. "

He pointed his hand towards the queue and roared: "Brothers from the 3rd Company of the Security Battalion of the 39th Independent Brigade Special Agent Regiment of the 29th Army, come out and let me see if you are all **** like what Chief Tang said."

Following the roars of the prisoners of war, about a hundred people walked out of various queues, looked at each other excitedly, and then formed a neat queue and trotted all the way to the prisoners of war with their bare upper bodies exposed.

“Reporting to the company commander, the 3rd Company of the Guard Battalion was supposed to have 154 people, but the actual number is 127!” A second lieutenant raised his hand and saluted the big man.

Although this number was confirmed after being exchanged back to the Second War Zone, and 17 people died in the prisoner of war camp, the northern man still looked gloomy again. After a slight silence, he roared: "Everyone turn back and take off their clothes."

The prisoners of war all took off their shirts. They were all very thin. Under the bulging shoulder blades, you could almost see clearly the rib marks. Obviously, hunger alone had already tortured these once strong men.

Of course, in addition to the common feature of being thin, there are also various scars covering the shoulders and back, and almost no one is immune.

The burly man who was nearly thirty years old suddenly had pride in his sad eyes. He suddenly turned back to face Tang Dao, stared at Tang Dao fiercely, and roared almost word by word: "Sir, I don't know about others." , there are no cowards in my 3rd company of the Guard Battalion, they are all good people, they are not rubbish, they have no chance to report to you here, nor are they surrendering out of fear of death, they all have conspicuous bayonet wounds and wounds on their bodies. He suffered gunshot wounds and was forced to death by Japanese guards.”

Tang Dao's face turned grim and he said: "Captain, you and your soldiers have killed the enemy in battle and are tenacious in difficult circumstances. These are all very good. The scars are the best proof, I admit it.

But, I'm sorry, I can't take back what I said. In my eyes, you are still garbage. "

The whole place suddenly fell silent.

Including the row of school officers and lieutenants behind Tang Dao.

The captain and his soldiers, with their thin bodies and scars, have shown their unyielding in the prisoner of war camp, which is already good enough.

Even, it is already so good that it cannot be better.

In an environment where the Japanese army was deprived of life and death, they could die at any time. Even if it were them, they couldn't do any better than these ordinary officers and soldiers.

The shoulder blades that are bulging due to extreme malnutrition, the ribs that are only skinny, and the layers of scars are the best medals of a soldier's indomitability.

The northern man's eyes were filled with intoxicating anger, his somewhat thin chest heaved violently, and even his fists were clenched.

Obviously, if Tang Dao can't give him a satisfactory answer, he will fight for Tang Dao, even if Tang Dao is a colonel, the highest commander here, and the legendary hero leader, and he is just a little-known The captain was a prisoner of war who was once looked down upon by others, and he was surrounded by guns that could spit out deadly tongues of fire at any time.

so what? Humiliation from one's own clan or comrades is definitely a shame more difficult to accept than death.

“Your failure to surrender in the prisoner of war camp is worthy of respect, but a soldier's medal should not be just a whip mark.

The blood of soldiers should not just stay in the enemy's prisoner-of-war camp, but flow on the ground beneath our feet.

This land is the land left to us by our ancestors. It is you and us who let the land groan under the iron hooves of the Japanese army. This is a shame for every Chinese soldier. It doesn't matter if it's you or me! "Tang Dao shouted coldly.

"If you want to wash away the shame, there is only blood and sacrifice. But where should our sacrifices be? You tell me with your scars that they are your unyielding medals. Then, I will let you take a good look at what a true warrior is. "

"Shangguanyun, Zhao Daqiang, Qian Dazhu, Cai Yongguan, Lao Bapan." As Tang Dao called his name one by one, the officers and soldiers of the Four Lines Regiment, regardless of whether their collar badges were major, captain or sergeant, quickly ran to gather in front of Tang Dao.

"Everyone has them, except their tops." followed by a sharp roar from Tang Dao.

Including himself, a row of officers and soldiers standing neatly took off their military uniforms, exposing their strong chests.

Everyone's eyes were frozen.

Not one of these middle- and low-level officers and soldiers who are the cornerstone of the army is intact.

The dark red scar the size of a baby's fist was obviously a gunshot wound, and the scarlet red centipede-like suture wound was naturally a bayonet wound. Such horrific wounds were seen on the bodies of these lieutenant colonels and majors.

Tantai Mingyue's eyes were a little wandering.

She didn't want to see it, not at all. After serving the unconscious Tang Dao for so long, she had no idea how many scars there were on her future husband's strong body. No one here knew it better than her. Yes.

Every time she thinks about it, it makes her heartache.

She is not proud at all, even though the man she loves deeply uses the medal on his body to prove to everyone that he is the best soldier of this era, and he is worthy of the medal hanging on his chest.

She just felt distressed, uncontrollably distressed.

The glory that belonged to the warrior seemed to be cutting into her heart one by one.

Now, those horrific scars came into view again, and tears welled up in her eyes again.

That's her husband!

At this moment, she is just an ordinary woman, an ordinary wife.

However, her husband is also a Chinese soldier. From the moment he puts on the military uniform, his life and body no longer belong to that small family, but to this country.

The officers and soldiers of the special training camp were also stunned. That **** colonel had so many scars on his body that it was frightening. His legendary military exploits and his reputation as a genius iron-blooded captain were all earned by these.

"Shangguanyun, the former commander of the 1st Company of the 542nd Regiment of the 88th Division, is now the commander of the 4th Battalion of our Sixings Regiment. The Battle of Songhu entered the battlefield on August 18. He fought **** battles with the Japanese invaders for two months and went through dozens of battlefields, large and small. Later, he was ordered to lead his troops to the Jedi Sihang Warehouse and fought hard for four days and nights until he was ordered to withdraw into the concession."

"Cai Yongguan, the captain of the Steel Company of our Fourth Army Regiment, was originally a unit of the Sichuan Army. He joined our Fourth Army Regiment during the Battle of Guangde and led the entire company to garrison on the high ground and fought until the last soldier died. That night we sent reinforcements He was found and rescued when collecting the remains of our army. After recovering from his injuries and returning to the team, he led a newly formed infantry company to participate in the Shentouling ambush, Xiangtangpu ambush, and the Battle of Southeast Shanxi."

"Old Abacus, a former superior soldier of the 542nd Regiment of the 88th Division, followed our unit to fight in Songjiang, Guangde, Zhengcheng, and Taihang after the Battle of Sihang Warehouse. He participated in all battles since the formation of our Sihang Regiment. In the Battle of Southeast Shanxi two months ago With the strength of three people, they blocked a Japanese infantry squad and wiped them out. All three of them suffered dozens of injuries and were seriously injured and were dying. If the reinforcements had not arrived in time, we would be commemorating him at the Martyrs Cemetery now, and his scars would be unmarked. You can see it again."

"Qian Dazhu, a former senior soldier of the 43rd Army of the Sichuan Army. During the Battle of Songjiang, our Songjiang defenders faced 30,000 soldiers against 100,000 Japanese invaders. Only he and a signal corpsman survived in the company. Later, he joined the Fourth Army Regiment and was ordered to rebuild its infantry company. He was a senior soldier. He has held the rank of company commander to this day."

Tang Dao pointed at each one one by one and continued speaking, with endless pride in his eyes, "My soldiers, whether they are alive or dead, they are all worthy of this military uniform, including myself."

The northern Han Dynasty and the more than 2,000 officers and soldiers of the special training camp looked at him in awe, but they could not utter a word of rebuttal.

Indeed, they have admitted in their hearts that with the blessing of such a 'medal', the **** commander in front of them has the capital to talk **** about anyone.

However, they are still unwilling to admit that they are rubbish. They also want to shed their blood on the ground like the soldiers of the Fourth Army in front of them who hold their heads high and proudly display their 'medals'. If they don't die, they can use the scars on their chests. Prove to everyone that they are worthy of this military uniform.

Their eyes were red, but their chests were also held high!

They are not proud, they just want to tell the **** commander in front of them who is about to become their top commander that they can also be one of these outstanding soldiers.

As long as they are treated like normal soldiers and given guns!

That is also the purpose of their gathering and making noise this time!

ps: Double monthly pass, please give me a monthly pass, I almost forgot about this, please give me a monthly pass, brothers!

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