at this time.
The main thing is authenticity.
face.
All smiles.
His eyes became clearer and clearer.
thinking.
Gradually excited.
The feeling of fluctuation is getting stronger and stronger.
…
At dawn.
The special plane took off from Qingcheng and headed straight to the mountain city.
Mountain City Airport.
The chief personally came to greet him with his wife to show his concern for the return of He Chao, the leader of the Dead Ghost Army.
No matter what I think in my heart, at least it seems like that on the surface.
Brilliant.
Full of passion.
Emotional agitation...
That's pretty much it.
Those things on a spiritual level.
It seems particularly real.
"Jingzhi, you have lost weight...and become darker..."
The commander spoke in a simple and unpretentious manner...
The middle-aged man, Mr. He, twitched the corner of his mouth...
At this moment, I couldn't help but feel a little... moved?
The emotions were even a little... uncontrollable for a while?
"Sir..."
"You... are getting more energetic."
Mr. He, a middle-aged man, said in greeting.
After saying these few sentences.
Suddenly there was a feeling of being speechless.
At this moment... I don’t know what to say anymore...
I just feel like...everything I say becomes awkward.
Eyes flashing...
The expression floats.
Emotions overflowing...
Gradually.
Then it became awkward.
Don't know what to say to each other at all.
Looking at each other speechless...
They were already considered mortal enemies.
in ancient times.
Isn't this the crime of rebellion committed by the Nine Clan?
Now this rebellious... can come back in an upright manner.
and.
Got a promotion?
What kind of evil operation is this?
Not to mention other things, I feel very confused in this aspect right now. ,
At first glance, my head was buzzing...
Nothing.
Touch deeply.
Watching the atmosphere become more and more awkward...
"Sir."
"Mr. He, we haven't seen you for a long time, so don't delay here."
"It's better to find a place to sit quickly..."
"The banquet should have been arranged, right?"
"Hurry up... Hurry up and take your seat... Eat your meal..."
"Reminiscing about old times while eating..."
"ha……"
"It's not easy to meet..."
"This is a great thing..."
"We have to be happy..."
The man in black, Mr. Nong, nodded, nodding and bowing from time to time...
That's pretty much it in terms of attitude...
It’s just that the current atmosphere will never go back to what it was before.
In the past, talking to each other seemed relatively relaxed and casual.
There is quite a sincerity to it.
But now there are only endless false greetings...
Besides greetings, still greetings...
I sighed, feeling deeply.
In the end, I was completely invincible...
All kinds of tastes sweep through my heart.
Ultimately, the moment is shattered.
Anyway, the relationship between them now is mutual use.
The middle-aged man, Mr. He, looked very alert, his eyes scanning the surroundings from time to time...
Mainly just to check if there is any ambush...
certainly.
If there is an ambush... Of course, you can't just mess around.
This matter... seems quite serious.
If you are not careful, major changes may occur...
The situation at this moment seems particularly delicate...
Subtlety...
Continue to strengthen.
Mr. Nong, the man in black, has both sides at the moment.
Maintain this situation as much as possible.
But it seems to have no effect...
From beginning to end.
Still looking like a ghost.
Now that this relationship has broken down, it would be a big joke if we continue to talk nonsense.
Emotional emanation.
Anyway, the relationship between them is a mutual transaction.
The remaining.
It's not that important anymore.
Yang serves and Yin violates.
plotting against each other...
Even if the officer wanted to kill He Chao, he did not dare to do it at this moment.
Once He Chao dies, the 600,000 dead ghost army stationed in Qingcheng may not be able to recover.
The middle-aged man, Mr. He, also needs to rely on the influence of this commander to raise military pay and supplies to support his troops.
Interdependence.
The relationship is indeed complex enough.
"Jingzhi thinks...when the Japanese increase their troops on a large scale this time, can the New First Division be able to withstand it?"
"Who will have the last laugh, the Japanese or the New First Division?"
The chief smiled slightly, as if he said it casually, but also as if he had carefully searched for a topic.
"Sir."
"This time the Japanese troops are rushing to the rescue with all three forces including the sea, land and air force."
"And the rescue efforts are huge."
"Not to mention the navy and air force, the army alone has reinforced dozens of divisions with millions of troops."
"Although the troops of the New First Division have always been elite, the current field troops of the New First Division are actually only 300,000 at full strength."
"And the Japanese air force has been fully able to gain air superiority after receiving support."
"No matter how you look at it, the Japanese are superior..."
When the middle-aged man Mr. He said this, he suddenly raised his head and paused...
At this moment, the chief also raised his head simultaneously, with a clear smile on his face.
Obviously, my mood improved a lot.
do not know why.
When he heard that the new First Division was failing, he didn't feel sad, but instead felt inexplicably happy?
It may be that I have been suppressed for a long time, and some special changes have occurred psychologically.
"Although the Japs are superior in every aspect."
"But the final victory will definitely belong to the New First Division."
"This is customary."
The middle-aged man, Mr. He, raised his head again and spoke righteously at this moment.
As soon as this statement came out, many things suddenly became full of dramatic effects...
The commander's brow suddenly wrinkled...
"oh?"
"What do you mean by your words of respect?"
"How can the New First Division, which is at a disadvantage in everything, win?"
"hehe……"
"Is Jingzhi talking nonsense?"
"This is not consistent with common sense..."
"Are Jingzhi kidding me?"
A cold shout followed.
His brows were furrowed, and the unhappiness on his face looked extremely real.
What is all this nonsense?
To bring order out of chaos...is nothing.
Even the most basic sense of order was completely lost in the chaos.
Total chaos!
"Sir."
"When was the New First Division not at a disadvantage when fighting against the Japanese?"
"But when did the New First Division really lose in a war against the Japanese?"
"Sir, although I don't believe in ghosts and gods, I have to say that the New First Division does have some unique legends."
"It feels like luck has been surrounding Commander Fang Yufang..."
"Based on countless past experiences..."
"I am certain that the final victory will definitely belong to the New First Division."
"There is no doubt..."
Mr. He, a middle-aged man, was unequivocal.
Speaking of this, the middle-aged man Mr. He felt a sense of regret inexplicably...
I suddenly felt quite unhappy.
If what is expected is true, that guy Zeng Songlin has now gone to follow the New First Division and the right path of sunshine.
And he, He Chao, returned to the mountain city and called him "sir" again...
