male angel in super god

Chapter 84 083, listen to the old soldier tell the story of the past
Xin Zhao lay at Angel Leng's feet and said, "I can't bear you!"

The angel kicked it away with cold disgust, "It's not that I won't come back, one month, one month, and the days when I'm not here, you can figure it out yourself."

"Don't worry, I promise to be strict with myself." Xin Zhao promised, patting his chest.

Seeing Xin Zhao's appearance, Xiao Guang touched Ge Xiaolun's stomach.

"What are you doing?" Ge Xiaolun asked.

"I'm checking to see if there's a baby in there."

Ge Xiaolun pulled away his sister's hand and said, "How can I have a baby as a boy?"

"You also know that Xiong Binglian has so many beauties and you still don't go after them. Look at that Xin Zhao's disgusting appearance, but if he catches them, if you have half the strength of Xin Zhao, Qiangwei will not be able to catch them!"

The angels flew away just like they came, without taking a single cloud with them, Shen Yue knew that when Zhi Xin came back, it was time to be clear.

In the original book, the negotiations were only carried out during the test of Monkey King, and the negotiations have now been completed. The angels and the earth have friendly cooperation, but the angels do not interfere with the sovereignty of the earth.

"Unknowingly, I have changed a lot of history, but if a time traveler doesn't change history, is he still a time traveler?" Shen Yue thought.

"Don't look at Xin Zhao, he's flying out of the earth now!" Rena said.

After pulling back the reluctant Xin Zhao, Lena said, "If you don't practice today, let Ajie take you to a place to travel. This is paid by the government. If you don't go, it won't be worth it."

Everyone changed into ordinary clothes and walked out of the gate of the Super Seminary. Under the systematic training of the Super Seminary, everyone's temperament changed a lot. The real men and women were handsome, and under the influence of super genes, everyone's faces not only Without black, the skin is getting better and better.

And Shen Yue is even more typical, with a fair and firm face. When a group of people walk on the street, beautiful women often turn their heads and handsome men jump off buildings.

Lena blew a kiss and knocked down a large area, and Shen Yue's eyes were muddy.

For thousands of years, Ajie led them forward, and finally came to the Martyrs Cemetery.

Looking at the solemn font above, Xin Zhao asked, "Where is the tour?"

"Soldier's tour is here." Ajie walked in after finishing speaking.

Rows of tombstones stand tall, and the five-pointed star on them is shining under the sunlight. From time to time, there are some old people in front of the mausoleum.

"Brother, I came to see you and told you some bad news. Let's go one more time, hey~! I don't know if I can come again next year."

Then the old man sat down and took out the green cloth bag. Although it looked very dirty from today's perspective, it will never go out of style in the Martyrs Cemetery.

Taking out a photo album, the old man sat in front of the tombstone and told the story of the past...

Xiong Binglian and others walked over, the old man noticed and looked up at the young people in front of him.

"Which brother are you descended from?" the old man asked.

"Old man, we are soldiers. The purpose of our trip is to listen to the voices of the past and see the stories of the past." Shen Yue said.

"Hahaha, there are still people who calm down and listen to the story. If you are interested, I will tell you about it!" The old man also became interested.

My son and daughter are working outside, but my grandson doesn't want to listen. My wife who used to talk about me also left first, and I only come to talk to my old brothers when I have nothing to do. I don't know how long this kind of life will last.

"When did you start talking about that? Let's talk about it from the first time I went to the battlefield..." The old man began to tell his story.

In front of the old man are a group of young men and women, and behind the old man are rows of tombs. The story seems to be told by the old man and told by everyone. Shen Yue and others seem to be listening to the story, and seem to be facing the future. war.

Ordinary old people tell stories to young people, but in the solemn cemetery of martyrs, it seems to be inheritance. The older generation is old and now there is a new generation to take over the inheritance.

The old man's story was full of emotion, and everyone listened with great interest. After the story was told, Shen Yue asked, "Old man, why did you join the army? At that time, a family like yours could live comfortably in troubled times."

The old man waved his hand and said, "Speaking selfishly, who would be willing to face artillery fire if they could live a stable life? You see, I am the son of a landlord, but our life is not good under the enemy's occupation.

I can still live, but outside of Dawangzhuang, other places are like purgatory on earth. The enemy's three-light policy has made thousands of miles away, and the dead have filled up the big ditches. The weather is hot and no one manages the stench. It will explode in the sun.

Just one place is like this, what about the rest of the places?So I resolutely joined the army regardless of the opposition of my family, to defeat the enemy and let everyone live a good life.

This is to say that it is more for revenge. National hatred and family hatred are enough. If you want to say that there is no reason, did it stop in the 30th year of the Republic of China?To say that corruption does not need to be more corrupt now? "

The old man made it very clear. People who join the army are ordinary people who cannot read a single word. You say they are fighting for the rise of China. They don't understand. But when you say you expel the Tartars and restore China, they all understand.

If we repair the language, it would be that we fight wars to prevent our descendants from fighting again. It is enough for our generation to suffer. The Chinese people are suffering like this.

"Are you afraid when you go to the battlefield?" Ge Xiaolun asked.

The old man looked at Ge Xiaolun and said with a smile, "If I say I'm not afraid, I'd be lying to you. How many nails can you hit even if you're made of iron? Let alone a body of flesh and blood? On the battlefield, there was a lot of artillery fire. I still remember that after a shell, my My head is buzzing.

But when the charge horn rang, I was never afraid and rushed to the target, and I didn't know what to do, the sound of the charge seemed to have magical powers so that we were no longer afraid..."

Afterwards, Xiong Binglian asked several questions and the old man patiently answered them, and everyone had a different understanding.

"Zoya, do you know what's going on?"

【Zoya doesn't know】

"It's not the sound of the trumpet, but the blood of our Chinese nation."

In the following training, everyone worked harder, and there was a fire in their eyes. If the previous training was to complete the task and lie down, now it is for the unarmed people behind them.

Just like what Ducao said at the beginning of the Super Seminary, "Our battles are to fight more battles for those who cannot fight, and the damage we suffer is to resist more damage for those who cannot bear the damage."

Nothing can boost morale more than letting veterans tell stories. Facts have also proved Huang Lao's wise decision-making. After all, shouting too many slogans is the same.

(End of this chapter)