Rise From Eight Hundred

After hearing what Tang Dao said, the atmosphere that had been a little serious just now suddenly relaxed.

"Sir, since all the brothers have to go to the battlefield, do you think we should give them an extra meal before the Japanese come?" Li Jijin continued to lick his big face and moved forward, and diligently gave Tang Dao a cigarette. .

"Old fritters, what's the matter, Chief Lei and the others don't smoke!" Leng Feng grinned.

Among those who can be called Li Jijin, I am afraid that apart from Tang Dao Lei Xiong, only Leng Feng has this qualification. The other two company commanders are not as qualified as him. Although Guo Shouzhi and Zhuang Shisan are at the same level as him, Above, but basically still addressed as Captain Li.

"How can that be possible! How can't that be possible! Am I not the first to serve as commander!" Being pushed away by Leng Feng, Li Jijin's face turned bitter.

Too many words lead to mistakes! Before the meat was eaten, the smoke was gone.

The two young company commanders Qian Dazhu and Zhao Daqiang have gained a lot of life experience.

The officers of the independent battalion had to give it out, and out of courtesy, the battalion and company-level officers on the revenge regiment should also be given out. A pack of cigarettes was scattered in a circle, which was just right.

Li Jijin reluctantly put the last cigarette in his mouth. He thought about it again and again, but in the midst of the smoke, he couldn't bear to light it. He just put it under his nose to smell it. :.

Not to mention how miserable it looked.

Tobacco can relieve anxiety. In wartime, it is a scarce resource. Not to mention company commander-level officers like Li Jijin, or even officers like Lei Xiong. If they become anxious on the battlefield and run out of cigarettes, they will have to do it. Picking up cigarette butts or something.

Several officers who were familiar with Li Jiujin were happy. Pang Panghai and Cheng Tietshou, two unscrupulous men, even laughed and took out the small half pack of cigarettes left in their pockets to show off to Li Jiujin.

"You have to eat meat for extra meals!" Tang Dao also smiled slightly. "However, I see that your commander, Li Dal, seems to have run out of cigarettes and rations. In this case, either each infantryman will be given three packs of cigarettes, or each person will be given three ounces of meat! You, commander Li, will make the choice for everyone."

"Sir, I remember you said something." Li Jijin blinked and said.

"What did I say?"

"Adults, don't make a choice, just want them all!"

"Go away!" Tang Dao grinned.

This Minato is shameless and has a pretty good memory.

"Haha!" The officers of the independent battalion laughed one after another.

Of course they knew what Commander Tang meant. Extra meals were a must, and cigarettes also had to be given out.

Although three packs of cigarettes are not much, it is still enough for one person in an infantry company to smoke two or three puffs, which is better than holding a stick in his mouth.

The officers of the Avenging Regiment were infected by the extremely harmonious atmosphere of the Independent Battalion, and their nervousness was greatly relieved, and they all started laughing.

It turns out that superiors and subordinates can have such a harmonious relationship in private. This is something they have never experienced before.

Once people relax, they naturally talk more.

Some people asked about Tang Dao's tactics. Some people asked Tang Dao how many observation posts would be most appropriate to leave during the Japanese bombardment.

Tang Daodu answered one by one.

It wasn't until someone asked, "Sir, can Jinling be defended?" Tang Dao was silent for a moment, and then answered him: "From a tactical point of view, Jinling cannot be defended, but from a strategic point of view, Jinling must be defended."

The atmosphere that had just become relaxed suddenly became a little heavy.

Tang Dao did not say clearly whether he could hold it or not. Apart from the school officers and lieutenants, the people present were some low-level officers among the army. They did not understand what strategy was, but they could hear Tang Dao's vague meaning.

Jinling is destined to be undefendable.

So is their desperate efforts here still meaningful?

"Don't be decadent because of the temporary failure of our army. With the huge disadvantage of equipment, it is normal for us to fail in the early stage of the war. As long as the enemy and our armies enter the stalemate stage, all the Chinese people are soldiers, and there are battlefields regardless of whether they are in front of or behind the enemy. We will We will definitely win the final victory." Tang Dao glanced at the silent Sichuan Army officers and said calmly.

"Believe me, every battle my Chinese soldiers fight is to fight for a piece of free and peaceful land for our descendants. They will be happy."

"Sir, let me ask you a bold question. If we don't show off, will our descendants really have a future? Will they know about our existence?" Wei Donglai, who is also familiar with Tang Dao He asked boldly.

"That's a good question!" Tang Dao suddenly smiled, stood up and looked at the mountains that were already filled with sunshine. "I have been dreaming every night these days. Although it is still a cruel battlefield after waking up from the dream, what I saw in the dream has always been engraved in my mind and cannot be forgotten."

"Sir, what were you dreaming about? It couldn't be that you gave birth to several babies!" Li Jijin grinned, showing his big yellow teeth.

If it was really that kind of dream, then he and the commander were inexplicably close to each other. It was even the same as a dream, right?

Although the mother-in-law looks rough, she feels soft and soft to the touch. I really want it! I dreamed of her for many nights in a row. Baby, it’s time to jump up now! I just don’t know if it’s as good as him as a father.

"What did I dream about? In my dream, I saw a bustling city with tall buildings, planes flying in the sky, crowds of people and traffic on the ground, and countless young men and women wearing all kinds of clothes that we can't even imagine, smiling sweetly.

I saw in my dream that the countryside was peaceful, with lush crops growing in the fields, the elderly leisurely basking in the sun and doing household chores, and children attending school in the university hall with clear windows, and the sound of Lang Lang’s reading could be heard. Go for miles.

I also saw in my dream that there were fighter planes, tanks, and cannons parked in the military camp, and giant ships moored in the military port on the seaside. Giant ships that were hundreds of meters long. The muzzles alone were as thick as my waist.

They have not forgotten us either. There are tall monuments standing on countless battlefields where we have fought. Every Qingming Festival, people with flowers on their chests will come from all directions and stand there, deep in their hearts. Bow deeply!

I stared at those people in my dream and listened to them say: This prosperous age is as you wish! "

Tang Dao almost whispered about the time and space he had experienced. Who could understand this era like him?

Blooming flowers, tranquility and peace were the biggest symbols of that era.

But then, for this war-torn era, it was a prosperous age that could not be dreamed of!

Everyone was immersed in the future described by Tang Dao, especially the moment they heard Tang Dao say: "This prosperous age will finally be as you wish!" The group of people whose flesh and blood were torn apart by bullets and shells on the battlefield The heroes, who had not shed a single tear, collectively had wet eyes.

If their descendants can really live like the dream described by Tang Dao, then what about a hundred deaths?

"If we had the equipment you mentioned, sir, we would have driven the Japanese into the sea long ago!" Wei Donglai's eyes were red.

"In addition to rushing to the sea, I also want to go to that little white-noodle steamed bun mountain to walk around and take a pee on the way!" Li Jijin laughed.

"We will have those equipments. As long as us grandfathers don't give up, our sons and grandsons will make these equipments and tell the Japanese and those foreigners that I will beat anyone who dares to explode the thorns." !" Tang Dao looked seriously at these soldiers with box cannons in their waists and thin clothes shivering in the winter morning light.

"That's good. If that day comes, I will pat my grandson's little buttocks and tell him that your grandpa didn't give in to anything back then. If your son dares to give in now, your butt will be swollen!" Cheng Tieshou's big black face was glowing red.

"Haha! When you were a bitch, Tietou, you probably touched the little old lady's dry face!" Li Jijin laughed so hard.

The officers roared with laughter.

Tang Dao's description of the beautiful dream is very beautiful, but thinking about the scene of the big black man Cheng Tieshou touching the face of the little old woman makes it even more graphic.

"I heard our descendants singing a song in my dream. They sang like this" Tang Dao hummed softly.

"That year you were the same age as me

As young as a young song

But in order to create that new world in the dream

You turned around and hurried into the wind and rain

I see thousands of lovely you

Don’t look back and run towards the depths of the smoke

How many youthful figures disappear into the night

In exchange for morning light

I look up at the starry sky that you have seen

We meet again after a hundred years of time and space

That smile before you turned around

I understand everything

I look up at the starry sky that you have seen

The ground under your feet has changed time and space

The red you left swaying in the wind

in heart heart

I raise my hands and say the same oath

How clear is your smile in black and white?

You said you never regret spending your life

Dedicate yourself to this vast land

How I want to reach out and hug you tightly

Tell you everything is settled

The New China you dreamed of a hundred years ago

How beautiful”

On top of the mountains, Tantai Mingyue and several female nurses Yu Tangdao spoke softly to each other.

That is the song sung to them by the people in their dreams!

If they can be good and they can remember themselves, everything will be worth it.

During the singing, one by one the officers saluted the humbling commander, then turned around and left resolutely!

During the singing, groups of soldiers, covered with warm sunshine, walked into the trenches with their guns in hand!

For that beautiful dream.

How can I say that my son and his wife sacrificed their lives in a national disaster, but they thought they were dead and suddenly felt like they were home! …

PS: I heard this adapted song on the Internet. As I listened to it, Fengyue's eyes were wet with tears. I have always wanted to write this song into it, and finally I found a suitable opportunity. To provide you with the fastest update of Rise from Eight Hundred, Chapter 599 I Look Up at the Starry Sky You Have Seen can be read for free. :.