"What to do! What should we do?" The two young generals were at a loss. After all, they were only mid-level officers with no actual combat experience or high-level military training. They were completely unable to deal with this sudden change in the battlefield.
In fact, these young Chinese warriors have not received very formal military training. They are not even the slightest bit worse than the real Chinese, especially in terms of tenacity in war.
A true veteran should remain calm, not happy in good times and not sad in bad times! They will use their energy evenly on the battlefield, and their energy and spirit will not fluctuate much from the beginning of the war to the end.
But the new recruits are not. They are more likely to rush forward with enthusiasm. Once their fighting power breaks out, they are truly astonishingly violent, just like the sea can be filled and Mount Tai can be moved.
But once their enthusiasm is almost exhausted and they have not achieved their goal or even suffered setbacks, their enthusiasm will quickly roll down like an avalanche.
"What should we do! What should we do!" Fang Dong and Wu Haoran slashed open the indigenous monkey in front of them, and they roared to vent their frustration.
"How can I say that I have no clothes, and I share the same robe with you! When the king raised his army, I repaired my spear. I share the same hatred with you!" I don't know when this ancient poem came out in the military formation, which is popular among all Chinese military academies. A compulsory ancient poem.
"It's our alumni... It's all the brothers in Nanyang who dropped out of school early for this war! They have already fought hard..."
"That's all! If it's against the rules, then it's against the rules... I don't want to go back alive anyway! I have to prove my identity to Grandpa even if I die..."
Fangdong and Wu Haoran looked at each other and smiled bitterly and nodded. Fangdong took out a red flag from his arms and handed it to a brother holding a mao behind him. "This is our flag, raise it! After we two died in the battle, this flag will It’s our shroud!”
"Sir!" the soldier yelled and tears rolled down his face.
On the Balan River battlefield, at the salient in the middle of the Chinese ethnic group, a red flag was suddenly raised. Although the heavy rain wet the flag, the soldiers holding the flag waved the flag on the battlefield so that everyone could see the words on it. .
"Ryukyu Zhongshan Army Training College... is the flag raised by Fangdong and the others, the flag of our college!" The army suddenly exclaimed, and the student soldiers who had dropped out of the training college at the same time suddenly became enthusiastic.
"We can't embarrass the college! Remember our identities! Our alma mater is watching us, and the head of state is watching us... we will fight until we die! Kill us together!"
"Kill!" The entire salient screamed, and the student soldiers who returned from Ryukyu all went crazy.
"Die here! All military cadets should set an example! Let's die first to clear the way for our fellow villagers..." After shouting, the soldiers rushed forward like tigers.
The battle line at the salient quickly stabilized. The classmates who had been reduced to bloody gourds gathered around Fangdong and laughed and said, "It's against the rules. Fangdong, you've violated the rules... and Wu Haoran, you can wait to be imprisoned in the future! You haven't passed it." If you dare to display the college's flag, you are so brave!"
"Hahaha... I am naturally very courageous. I am going to die anyway. Please let me do whatever I want before I die!"
"All Chinese military cadets...remember your mission, remember why you came back to fight even after you dropped out of school...because we are pacesetters, we are role models, and we have to show ourselves to all our Chinese brothers. !”
"Let them see what war is like! How we conquered the Chinese world! Waving the flag..."
The Chinese army was in a state of excitement. At this moment, flags appeared in other salient areas. "Look...the flag of Kunigami Naval Academy..."
"Look...the flag of the First Engineering Corps Academy...it's Wang Tuding and the others..."
"The flag of the Beishan Artillery Command Research Institute has also been erected..."
The flags were secretly prepared by these undergraduates, because they knew that sooner or later they would have to return to campus to obtain the honor of being a graduate. No one could live their whole life carrying the name of an undergraduate.
These battle flags will be planted in the enemy's headquarters in the future. This is a gift they give to their alma mater and a graduation thesis they turn in.
But unexpectedly, the war was more cruel than they thought. These military flags did not become their graduation thesis, but became the shroud before their death.
The young military cadets gathered together, chanted the ancient poem, and marched forward indomitably under the flag. "How can I say that I have no clothes? I share the same robe with you. When the king raised an army, I repaired my spear. I share the same enemy with you! How can I say that I have no clothes?" ? I share the same river with you. When the king raises an army, he repairs my spears and halberds. Works with him! How can I say that I have no clothes? I share my clothes with you. When the king raises an army, he repairs my armor and soldiers. I go together with you!"
Maybe we don’t have 100,000 coalition troops, but we have brothers who share weal and woe!
Maybe we are destined to die here, but we have our faith wrapping up our broken bodies!
Under the banner of faith, we regard death as home!
Just the school flags of each military school quickly stabilized the precarious war situation. The indigenous soldiers who had just stabilized their military morale suddenly found that these young people seemed to be possessed by ghosts.
They shouted completely unfamiliar spells, and each person exuded an arrogant and powerful aura that made them breathless.
More Chinese soldiers from Borneo stamped their feet in the muddy water and beat their chests, "Damn it! These student soldiers are already fighting for their lives, why should we be so reluctant to give up our lives!"
"Ah...this is our Chinese race. Even scholars dare to show their passion for this. What else can we not dare to fight for!"
"Press up...the whole army attacks...until death!"
The soldiers in the Balan River went crazy, the people on the west bank went crazy, Huang Wanxia and the children studying on the hillside also went crazy. This war finally became an unforgettable nightmare for all the indigenous people.
The flag is fluttering in the wind and rain. Just a group of military school graduates can completely turn the tide of the war. It can be seen that the Chinese are not without bravery, but just lack heroes.
Xiao Letian's development education is undoubtedly very successful. It is precisely because of his continuous education that there are so many talents to drive.
Encouraged by the hero, the three protrusions quickly stabilized their formation and moved forward slowly. The protrusions became larger and larger until they finally connected into a whole. A landing field one kilometer wide appeared on the battlefield. Balan The soldiers on the river no longer had anything to worry about.
"Attack, you idiots, how come you can't defeat them... Attack quickly! Supervisory team..." The Tuwang was still roaring, but at this moment a guard suddenly pointed at the sea to the north and shouted in fear .
"What is that? What's on the northern sea?"
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