The killer bodyguard of the beautiful president

Zhang Jun's face was also heavy, but his eyes were extraordinarily firm, "Wang Yan, you are the commander-in-chief, you can't be like a woman."

"Someone has to make sacrifices in this battle. Maybe we will all be annihilated! When the country is in crisis, who can stay out of it and just survive?"

"They are not ordinary people! They used to be the best and most glorious Predator! Letting them withdraw from the defensive frontline positions is to make them deserters! Ask them, will they agree to leave the frontline?"

"Dare to fight, dare to kill, dare to sacrifice!" The five people shouted impassionedly.

Wang Yan felt very sad, and said softly, "Uncle Zhang, I don't mean to make them deserters."

"We don't know what the final outcome of this battle will be. We can't let Yanlong Iron Brigade's foundation be wiped out!"

"We must leave some blood inheritance! Besides, they are not ordinary people! With special physiques, we must leave a spark!"

"I suggest that Song Zhuoan, the youngest of the three generations, stay behind, the younger brother Chen Zhiming stay behind, and Li Xiao also stay behind."

"The spark of hope must be left behind!"

Zhang Jun chuckled, "Wang Yan, I understand what you mean."

"Just like our chief instructor Chen Xing back then, we also hoped to leave a little spark, but we still let his own son go to the battlefield and arranged his own grandson into the reserve team."

As he said that, Zhang Jun raised his hand and pointed at Chen Zhihuan and Chen Zhiming brothers, "These two brothers are the grandsons of Chief Instructor Chen Xing!"

"In addition, there is Nie Ting, the head of our Yanlong Iron Brigade. When we were carrying out missions, his granddaughter, Blue-tailed Butterfly, went deep into the enemy's rear to do intelligence work. She lived and died several times."

"In the final catastrophic battle, the blue-tailed butterfly also gave his life and was brutally killed by the enemy! The old chief Nie Ting, who has retired for many years, knows what he said after learning that his granddaughter blue-tailed butterfly died ?"

Tears welled up in Zhang Jun's eyes, "Just one sentence, there is no man who does not sacrifice in war, and it is an honor to die for the country!"

"The old chief's son died on the battlefield that year, and his only granddaughter also died on the battlefield behind the enemy! What are they all for? To defeat the invading enemy and protect the land of Daxia! Let hundreds of millions of people live and work in peace and contentment , enjoy the peace and prosperity!"

"The chiefs of the older generation, who died on the battlefield, or left alone in their old age, are no longer alive. If we are left behind, we must uphold the spiritual will of the older generation of Yanlong Iron Brigade fighters!"

"Now that the country is in crisis again, our surviving soldiers of the Yanlong Iron Brigade must shoulder our sacred mission! As long as we have breath, we will never leave the battlefield!"

"I would rather die one step forward than die half a step back! All six of them are like this! In the words of our old chief, even if they die in the No. [-] defensive position, it is an honor to die!"

Only his lips trembled, Wang Yan was speechless.

I was directly shocked!

Without living in that era, it is impossible to appreciate the power of faith of the brave warriors of the older generation.

Once again, I felt my own insignificance.

Wang Yan felt that he, the commander-in-chief, was nothing in front of the six soldiers.

They are the real giants!

Wang Yan stood upright and raised his hands in salute to the five people and Li Xiao who was standing guard on the city wall.

With solemn eyes, he expressed his high respect to the six of them!

"Uncle Zhang, I'm not leaving tonight, I'm staying here."

"Tonight, I want to have dinner with the six fighters."

Wang Yan said softly.

Zhang Jun understood what Wang Yan meant. Tonight's dinner also meant giving the six of them a great trip.

Once the war breaks out, the six of them will be the first to bear the brunt and die generously.

"Okay, let me arrange it."

Zhang Jun nodded slightly and did not object.

Wang Yan took out his phone and called Cai Xiaoliu, "Send all the Xianshu wine to the front line."

Shipped directly by helicopter.

That night.

Here in Fort No. [-], the six soldiers sat together around the bonfire.

Zhang Jun has arranged for other people to be on duty to ensure that there are always people on the city wall to monitor the movement outside.

Zhang Jun, Pang Yang, Wang Xiaoshuai, Luo Xiaopang, Ouyang Fei, all five people were present.

Wang Yan, Mu Qianxue and others, as well as the three elders, also came.

Eating barbecue, drinking fairy wine, chatting around the campfire.

During the period, Wang Yan also specifically asked Zhang Jun why the Yanlong Iron Brigade was revoked back then.

No one knows the inside story better than Zhang Jun and the other five, they are all involved.

Zhang Jun said with emotion: "The era we lived in was very different from your current era."

"At that time, it was much more serious than it is now, because every 400 years there will be a catastrophic war. Therefore, all countries focus on the development of the army, that is, the ancient martial arts team. The Yanlong Iron Brigade is under that background Established and has been around for many years!"

"With the end of the catastrophe war, almost all the remnants of the Celestial God clan have been wiped out. Only twenty people escaped by chance, which became the regret of the catastrophe war that year. It failed to completely eliminate hidden dangers, so we can only place our hopes on future generations."

Pang Yang followed up and said: "After the end of the catastrophe, all countries have entered the post-war reconstruction work."

"At this time, we are faced with a choice, whether to focus on technological and economic development, or continue to form an ancient military army to deal with the catastrophic battle 400 years later."

"Representatives from various countries have been dispatched to discuss this issue. In the end, a unified order was issued, and all countries canceled the establishment of the ancient military army and focused on developing technology and economy."

Wang Xiaoshuai took the words and said, "The reason for making such an order is because only twenty remnants of the Celestial Race survived, and they are no longer a serious threat."

"It is necessary to adjust the focus. Only by developing technology and economy can the people of all countries get rid of the post-war sorrow as soon as possible and live a new and prosperous life."

Luo Xiaopang immediately said: "It is against this background that the Yanlong Iron Brigade announced its disbandment, broke up into parts, and developed separately in private, preparing for the catastrophic battle 400 years later."

"At the national level, the main energy is used to develop technology and economy. It is also against this background that my Luo family is gradually declining.

Elder Jin of Zijin Pavilion hastily cupped his hands and said: "Although I have been in touch with you for many days, I still don't know that Senior Luo is actually the young master of the Luo family back then. I am disrespectful."

Luo Xiaopang smiled and waved his hands, "Elder Jin doesn't need to be so polite, you are doing very well now."

"I've already sorted out the Luo family's precision instruments. They're still stored in that small world and haven't been brought out."

"No matter what the final outcome of this battle is, the precise documents produced by those magical instruments will be handed over to your Zijin Pavilion, which can be regarded as passing on for the Luo family."

Elder Jin hurriedly bowed his thanks, "Thank you, Senior Luo, for your kindness!"

Wang Yan and others finally figured out why the Yanlong Iron Brigade was disbanded back then. The trend of historical development cannot be reversed, and it must meet the needs of social development.

Afterwards, Wang Yan looked at Song Zuzhi, the elder of the three generations of ancestors and grandchildren, and respectfully said, "Senior, if you don't mind, I will call you Grandpa Song."

Song Zuzhi hurriedly stood up straight, "Commander Wang, you are too polite, I can't bear it."

Wang Yan hurriedly bowed, "You can afford it!"

Zhang Jun immediately said with a smile: "Old Song, we don't talk about business today, we only talk about personal friendship."

"Wang Yan is right to call you Grandpa! I'm just kidding, it's not too much for Wang Yan to call Song Zhuo'an Grandpa, right?"

Wang Yan followed up with a smile, "That's also giving me a seniority. According to the law, I have to ask Song Zhuo'an to call him Patriarch."

"There have been several generations in between."