At the same time, Gao glanced at Gillam.
This old boy is so dishonest.
Is it a silent protest to bring He Jifan here with him who is covered in blood?
Haha, it makes no sense.
I'm not scared.
"Okay, Lao Ji, go get your radio station. I'll send a report to Commander Song right now! Congratulations on our common prosperity!"
Gillam looked at Gu Jianqiu in astonishment.
He didn't believe that Gu Jianqiu didn't have a radio station, but he still wanted to use his own radio station. Was this considered a counterattack?
Silently arrange for someone to get the radio.
The invisible confrontation between the two has no impact on the overall situation.
Well, who hasn't lost his temper yet?
This kind of tolerance still needs to be there.
When Didi's telegram reached Song Ming's desk, Song Ming laughed loudly at Sun Chuanfang.
"Old Sun, it's done! Arrange an advance team to enter the city!"
"Also, those young men and transportation teams can also be moved. The high-value equipment will be taken away, packed and transported back to the country. The low-value equipment will be kept here, and then a division will be left to help Kathmandu rebuild the city."
Sun Chuanfang nodded excitedly.
"Yes, Commander!!"
Suddenly, Song Ming remembered something again.
"By the way, pay attention to screening some useful talents from Asan."
Sun Chuanfang and Sun Chuanfang looked at each other and smiled, saying nothing.
With Gillam's surrender, the entire Kathmandu completely fell into the arms of Song Ming.
The capable personnel were left to rebuild the city and arrange and manage the natives of Asan. The rest, Song Ming and Gilam's troops were also reorganized.
Act as a vanguard force.
This is the certificate of submission, and Gillam is very cooperative.
She cooperates like a little girl who can be dressed up by anyone.
Progress is rapid.
Asan New Delhi, the top management collectively lost their voice.
The regional commander surrendered to the enemy, and all the citizens of a city also surrendered to the enemy.
This is a shame.
It's also humiliating.
But it's more helpless.
Facing the powerful Chinese soldiers, they were helpless.
Some people even can't help but want to transfer assets abroad.
Some people also suggested that it would be better to send the veteran's head back.
"Is it enough to just send it back? If you send it back, then retreat the troops?"
In the end, all he could do was say helpless.
"Try it! What if?"
Actively contact the two big brothers who have made promises to him, and actively seek peace on the one hand.
Several groups of envoys were sent to the capital in an attempt to negotiate peace.
When Song Ming saw those Ah San who sent the veterans back, his face was neither sad nor happy.
"Sent back?"
Messenger Ah San swallowed and spit.
"Sent back. Please calm down your army!"
In response, Song Ming just waved his hand: "Then why are you still here? Waiting for me to kill you?"
Messenger Asan was so frightened that he backed away repeatedly.
Fortunately, we have not forgotten the purpose of our visit. "Commander Song, now that we have sent the people back, can we stop here?"
"Our senior leaders have decided that Kathmandu can be temporarily placed under your command. Is this okay?"
But Song Ming snorted coldly: "Sending these people back just proves that you are sincere."
"But this is only unilaterally done by you. We don't accept it. The military order I received is to fight to New Delhi! So, do you understand?"
If you touch the flesh of your mouth, you will be included in our rule. Isn't that a joke?
How could Song Ming give up like this?
Messenger Ah San's face was full of sorrow: "Commander Song, please calm down!"
Song Ming had no patience for this kind of person and just said: "While I'm in a good mood, leave quickly!"
Messenger Asan could only take a look at Gillam who was watching his nose and his nose beside Song Ming.
But Gillam said nothing.
Finally left sadly.
If I don't leave, I'm really afraid of being killed.
When the man left, Song Ming glanced at Gillam with satisfaction.
"Lao Ji, you have done well these days. We will hold a farewell ceremony for our hero later. You can also participate."
Gillam nodded.
"OK!"
The next morning, it was a sunny day yesterday, but today the weather suddenly changed.
The sky was covered with dark clouds, blocking out the sun.
Lightning flashed and thundered from time to time, and light raindrops began to fall.
Song Ming stood on the ruins of Kathman with the main force and some senior officers who had no mission.
There are broken walls and ruins everywhere, looking extremely solemn and solemn.
A group of school-level officers in military uniforms followed Sun Chuanfang's shout.
They all wore rain-stained clothes and used the ancient method to lift the coffin that had been laid overnight.
In the coffin, there was only a ferocious head, as if the expression still retained the energy of charging and bayoneting in life.
This head has been nitrated.
With neat steps, the school-level officers walked step by step with serious expressions.
Sun Chuanfang shouted his condolences.
This specification is very high.
"Today, our veterans protect the country, protect the country and the people, and fight bravely to kill the enemy. Although they are ultimately outnumbered, their spirit moves the heaven and the earth!"
"May the spirit of the veteran protect all directions!"
At the last sentence, all the participating soldiers shouted in unison: "May the souls of veterans protect all directions!"
Later, Sun Chuanfang shouted: "Fire the gun and salute!"
Bang bang bang!
Boom boom boom!
The sound of gunfire and artillery protects veterans on their way back home.
Drive away the ghosts and spirits from all directions.
Gao Zhiyuan had been beaten all over, but he was extremely excited.
Walking forward step by step with vigorous steps.
With everyone's respect, the veterans were put on the transport truck returning home.
Strangely, after Gou Wansheng's coffin got on the car, the sky actually cleared up.
The raindrops are decreasing.
Song Ming looked at the excited soldiers and stood on a high ground.
He shouted loudly: "It is a happy event for veterans to return home, but we must take warnings from them!"
"Why would anyone dare to plunder the heads of our veterans?"
"That's because we are not strong enough. This time, by sending troops to Ah San, we want to tell the whole world that if anyone from China dares to touch me, I will break the sky and kill him!"
"Brothers, do you think so?"
The soldiers’ resolute faces and firm voices.
"Yes Yes Yes!"
"If you dare to touch my Chinese, kill him!"
Jilam Hejifan and the officers and soldiers who came to watch the ceremony were all trembling with fear.
Is this the spirit of China?
With such cohesion, who dares to compete?
Maybe this time, we really are on the right track!
Guillam felt even sadder in his heart, and the little thought he had originally had was gone.
Today, after he saw the appearance and spirit of China's military, he realized what it means to be a soldier and have faith!
This kind of country is not to be messed with.
Such an army is invincible!
Song and Ming continued to intensify their arrangements, arrangements, and training to prepare for the attack on the next city.
Since the eldest brother said that we should fight to New Delhi, we must fight to New Delhi. We don’t want one more piece of land, and we don’t want one less piece of land!
Brother, it’s God!
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