"I'm not afraid~"
Zhang Shi murmured something in a low voice, which made the big man laugh and made Li Weiguo blush even more.
"Cheng Daqian, commander of the 1st Division of the 48th Army and the 3rd Regiment!"
The big man wearing a Tony helmet put his legs together and gave Zhang Shiyi a military salute.
"Dragon Tiger Zhang Shiyi, meet the hero!"
Zhang Shiyi even kowtowed to Cheng Daqian directly. In the face of the heroic souls who sacrificed their lives for the country, nothing can be said too much.
"Longhu? Are you a Taoist priest?"
After hearing that Zhang Shiyi announced his family status, Cheng Daqian was full of admiration.
At that time, the Japanese invaded the land of China, burning, killing and looting everywhere, leaving corpses everywhere. However, there were some people who were even more ruthless, namely the Japanese magic masters who invaded with the troops.
These so-called monks used sorcery to cause heavy losses to the Chinese soldiers.
What's even more outrageous is that they also manipulate the bodies of dead soldiers, turning them into zombies, and letting the soldiers kill each other.
Countless brave warriors could not bear to destroy their brothers' bodies and were killed on the battlefield.
We are a great country and we do not allow Japanese pirates to run rampant. Countless Taoist practitioners resolutely went down the mountain and joined the team to resist the invaders.
They use their left hands to whisk away the evil spirits, and their right hands hold guns to kill all those who offend our country.
But after all, the enemy's rampant gunfire has also caused the death of countless Taoist practitioners. As a result, when the world is at peace, the Taoist sect has withered and will never regain its former glory.
"Master, senior brother, when will you come back?"
"If you come back, it will be a prosperous age! If you don't come back, you won't come back!"
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"What I admire most is that you Taoist priests are all good people!"
Cheng Daqian's palm patted Zhang Shiyi's shoulder, which actually made him feel a burst of warmth.
"Slaying demons and exorcising Japanese pirates is what we as cultivators should do. If it weren't for your heroic ancestors, who shed your blood and sacrificed your lives to protect your home and country, how could we have today's peaceful and prosperous age!"
"Hahaha, little Taoist priest, let's not flatter each other here. We are doing this for the country, for the nation, and for our future generations not to be bullied by others!"
"But now there is someone, no, there is a ghost bullying us, and we ask Captain Cheng to help us."
"What! What happened!"
Zhang Shiyi told Cheng Daqian about the Japanese ghosts' invasion of the building with added jealousy. The heroic spirit was so angry that he almost burst into smoke.
"I hate my mother-in-law! How dare these little devils come here, Xiao Liuzi, Xiao Liuzi!"
Before Cheng Daqian finished speaking, a little warrior who looked not much older than Zhang Shiyi appeared next to him.
"Captain Cheng, didn't Sixth Son just reincarnate some time ago? You forgot~"
"Haha, I'm so old and confused, how could I forget this?"
Not long ago, a pregnant mother came to the martyrs cemetery, dragged her bloated body, and carefully wiped the tombstones of the martyrs.
He was still mumbling:
Now that the mountains and rivers are at peace, who is willing to go home with me and take a look at this peaceful and prosperous age under your protection?
Xiao Liuzi was the trumpeter of the Third Regiment and the youngest in the entire Third Regiment. Everyone regarded him as a younger brother. He was only fifteen years old when he died.
"Captain, she looks like my mother~"
Xiao Liuzi's mother died to protect him during an enemy bombing. Since then, Xiao Liuzi has lied about his age and joined the army.
He said he must avenge his mother and all the mothers who died under enemy gunfire!
Cheng Daqian fell in love with this child who looked thin and frail but had extremely determined eyes at a glance, so he brought him into the third group and placed him next to him.
Unfortunately, they all died in the end.
"Haha, this kid is lucky, but he also missed such a good opportunity. Third son, blow the assembly call, we have another chance to beat up the little devil!"
Following the loud sound of the trumpet, countless heroic souls came out of the graves. They were all in ragged clothes, with sallow faces and thin muscles, but they were so energetic and murderous.
"Three groups gather!"
Following Captain Cheng's order, hundreds of heroes soon lined up in neat lines.
"Damn, you beat away the living little Japan, and this time you turned into a ghost and came back to bully us. What should we do?"
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
The chilling air shot straight into the sky, so frightened that the moon hurriedly hid in the clouds.
"Little Taoist Priest, tell me, where are these little devils? Old Cheng told them not to even make ghosts!"
Just when Zhang Shiyi's hair stood up with excitement, countless heroic souls walked out of the woods nearby.
"Lao Cheng, you don't sleep at night, what are you talking about?"
Looking at this outfit, you can tell that they are also martyrs known as wolf soldiers.
"Lao Li, there's nothing wrong with you, just go back to bed!"
It seems that Captain Cheng is not ready to let others get a share of the pie.
"Bah, you Cheng Daqian, I've heard about it. You want to eat alone if you don't call me about beating up the little devil!"
Mr. Xiaodao, Li Daguo, commander of the 1st Regiment of the 173rd Division of the 84th Army of the Guangxi Army, is reporting to you and requesting to participate in this encirclement and suppression mission!
Hehe, I participated in the Zaozhuang Defense War, you should have heard of our 173rd Division~"
Seeing the silly smile on Li Daguo's face, Zhang Shiyi shed tears.
During the Zaozhuang defense battle, the 84th Army faced the Japanese army, which was far superior to its own in terms of equipment and numbers. They fought to the death and fought hand-to-hand after running out of ammunition.
The 173rd Division tried its best, even the cooks rushed towards the enemy's position with kitchen knives. In the end, the entire division died heroically, and no one survived!
"Damn it, Lao Li, why don't you compare your merits with me? You really think we, the 48th Military Division, are the breadwinners!"
Seeing that the two groups were about to fight, Zhang Shiyi quickly stepped in the middle.
"Uncles to the two captains, I actually don't know how many ghosts there are in these ghosts, but wouldn't it be better if we can use more to defeat the less, and let them know what the ocean of the people is?"
After fighting the War of Resistance Against Japan for so many years, we have always used less to fight more. Today we are also rich!
"Tian Fugui, pull out my Italian cannon!"
Looking at the vast heroic souls behind him, Zhang Shiyi felt happy.
Li Weiguo, who had been a soldier for several years, looked at the heroes of these ancestors, his eyes were red with excitement, and he saluted the martyrs with a standard military salute.
"Little Taoist Priest, who is this?"
Cheng Daqian and Li Daguo followed Zhang Shiyi, wondering who this seemingly familiar man was.
"Uncle Li, he is a descendant of your chief. Li Gongde is his ancestor. We are here to help him this time."
The heroic souls finally remembered who this seemingly familiar man was. Over the years, he had paid tribute to these martyrs and spent huge sums of money to repair the entire cemetery.
"Oh~ It turns out that he is the descendant of the commander. General Li is the commander we admire most, so it is even more obligatory for him!"
