"Jun Bujian, Qinghai Head, no one has collected the bones since ancient times."
" The new ghosts are annoyed and the old ghosts cry. The rainy and wet days make a chirping sound."
A man was reading a book in a moving military car.
Just as he was reading the emotional part, he leaned against the window and tapped his right finger on the windowsill. He narrowed his eyes and savored the taste. The chief of staff in the driver's seat turned his head and looked at the man in the back seat with a respectful expression.
Captain, we've already entered Nanjin City. Where are we going now?"
Hearing the Chief of Staff's question, the man put down his book and rubbed his forehead. He looked out of the window at Nanjin City and was slightly absent-minded. He had died in an accident and when he woke up again, he found that he had transmigrated to the Republic of China. It had been four or five years since then.
After adapting to everything here, he had graduated from the military academy and had been waiting to go to the battlefield. Now, he finally came to this city with his wish fulfilled.
" I heard that our Commander-in-Chief, General Tang, is going to hold a mobilization meeting in Nanjin City. Let's go and take a look." The man came back to his senses and leaned back with a smile on his face. His tone was casual as if he didn't care about this at all.
At the pre-war mobilization meeting of the Nanjin headquarters, Tang Shenzhi, as the commander appointed by Headmaster Chang, sat in the main position and was very proud.
When the majority of the troops had insisted that it was better to give up than to defend against the enemy's invasion, he had been the one who had taken the lead and insisted on protecting Nanjin. No one knew what he was thinking.
Perhaps it was to regain an important position, or perhaps it was to gain military merit, but no matter what, he was already sitting on the highest chair in Nanjin.
He raised his glass to the crowd
" I hope that everyone will follow me to Nanjin and live and die together." Everyone below raised their glasses in agreement.
"Swear to Nanjin to live and die together! Swear to Nanjin to live and die together! The loud slogan aroused the blood of the soldiers. Looking at the situation, if one did not know better, they would think that they had won the battle and were holding a celebration.
However, it was unknown whether they were real heroes or just pretending to agree. The meeting was full of joy, and the high-ranking generals were having a lot of fun. Tang Shenzhi had a smile on his face as if he had everything under control.
Only one person did not raise his cup or shout. He just narrowed his eyes and crossed his legs as he looked at the generals leisurely. He habitually tapped his fingers on the table.
His cold gaze made it seem as if the person beside him was not a comrade but an enemy who wanted to kill him.
It was no wonder that he was like this. As a transmigrator who knew the truth, he really did not have a good impression of General Tang, who indirectly caused the fall of Nanjin and the suffering of the people.
If this person didn't overestimate himself and insist on defending Nanjin, the people wouldn't have suffered! If this person had not neglected his duty during the defense of the city, he would not have caused the tragic death of the soldiers of the National Army!
The young man was called Ye Song. Not only was he the commander of the 5th Regiment of the Central Military Academy's Teaching Corps, but he was also the nephew of the current leader, Principal Chang.
He was already very outstanding in the military academy and was appointed as a regiment commander as soon as he graduated. One could imagine how bright his future was.
Ye Song's right hand gently swirled the wine glass and his left hand knocked on the table to suppress his anger.
Ye Song closed his eyes. He seemed to see the heroic spirits everywhere in the future, the crying children, and the powerless residents.
He saw the soldiers on the frontline fighting bravely, but his commander was playing with birds in the command center!
He saw the soldiers guarding the city fall under the enemy's blade one after another, and he also saw his brigade commander shamelessly playing mahjong!
He saw the generals who were unwilling to surrender and die for their country at the last moment, and he also saw the soldiers who were trying to escape and seize the ferry shooting at their own compatriots!
Ye Song slowly opened his eyes. His eyes were slightly red, and the wine glass in his hand had a few small cracks because of his extreme anger.
Looking at the current situation, there was no lack of elite soldiers and good generals, and there were also many weapons and equipment.
Ye Song couldn't figure out what the problem was, and he couldn't understand why he had lost so quickly!
However, no matter what the reason was, since he had come here and was fortunate enough to be on the battlefield in person, he was determined to fight to his heart's content until the end.
Even if he died, even if he suffered a crushing defeat, he had to beat the enemy until it hurt! Hit the enemy until it hurts! Strike until the enemy is afraid!
Ding!
A soft sound pulled Ye Song back to his thoughts. He wiped his eyes and took a deep breath to bury everything in his heart. He still returned to his sloppy appearance, but the pain in his heart was probably only for himself to savor.
The strongest explosive system has been activated.
Master, the first mission has been issued for you.
The reward for the mission is 1,000 elite soldiers.
System?
Ye Song had remembered this thing ever since he transmigrated. He knew about the system, and he had seen many war systems. However, why would the system, which had been silent before, suddenly activate at this moment?
Ye Song looked at the system mission with a playful smile and praised it highly.
Ye Song leaned back in his chair, squinted his eyes, and smiled. He continued to tap his fingers on the table. He wanted to make the highest commander of Nanjin remember this scene forever. After a while, Ye Song slowly opened his eyes and listened to the noise.
"No matter how loud the slogan of a hypocrite is, it can't cover the stench of a villain on him. He treats the battlefield as a game and defending the city as a formality. He came over for a cup of tea and a cigarette. Anyway, he has already arranged his escape route and immediately fled when the situation is not good. How can he care about the life and death of others and treat himself as a role in the play? Unfortunately, this is not a play but a war! It was a war that would bleed, kill, subjugate the country, and go down in history.”
"I'll play with you, General Tang!”
(It's rare to have a war at this time. I want to write something pure. There's only blood and the country. Fighting for the country is really an invincible genre. If there are readers who like it, please comment, vote, and collect flowers.)
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