Late autumn.
Zhang Xueming led the team into Ji Province.
He was the first major battalion commander in the Feng army who was fifteen or sixteen years old.
The independent battalion of the Guards regiment was the trump card of this operation.
Although it was called a battalion, the number of people was not much less than a regiment, and the equipment was extremely luxurious.
There were all kinds of light and heavy weapons, and there were twenty carts of bullets and artillery shells.
However, what Zhang Xueming valued the most were the student soldiers that he had pulled over from the lecture hall.
For example, Chu Shixin, who used to be the commander of the Feng army.
The addition of this valiant general made Zhang Xueming's heart calm down.
Relying on Yang Yuting?
Shaking Feather Fan was a good strategist, and he was the Chief of Staff.
However, if he wanted to go to the battlefield, he would be at a loss.
" Second Young Master, let's-"
"Company Commander Chu, you can't call me Battalion Commander in the outside world.”
In the truck, Chu Shixin was grinning from ear to ear as he hugged the new rifle.
"Yes, yes, yes, Battalion Commander is right. Speaking of which, our new gun is really not bad.”
Zhang Xueming slightly nodded." Because it was made in 2001, it's called Type 21 Rifle, easy to remember.”
Now, the entire independent battalion was equipped with new equipment.
They were originally elite soldiers and could be completely controlled after training.
The truck entered a small town outside Hunchun.
This place was not much better than hell on earth.
It was almost winter, but the town had just experienced a fire.
Many commoners huddled in the corner and trembled.
When they saw a group of glamorous officers walking over, they looked away.
"The people of South Town were living a good life, but because they were doing well, they were targeted by bandits. They robbed them and left.”
Dai Xiansheng explained.
Zhang Xueming was also clear that he was in such a miserable state after being attacked by bandits.
"Give out all the food, blankets, and winter clothes. Help as much as you can.”
On the dilapidated street, Zhang Xueming's heart was slightly heavy, but his expression remained unchanged.
Even so, the living environment of the people outside the pass was much better than inside the pass. It could be seen how barren and backward the land of Yan Huang was.
At this moment, he saw a few reporters taking photos of the ruins and refugees.
"Where are you reporters from?"
" Capital City, Asahi Shimbun."
Zhang Xueming looked at Dai Xiansheng." Where are our reporters from Fengtian?”
" I guess he's afraid of being kidnapped by bandits." Dai Xiansheng was also a little embarrassed.
"Does that mean that they're not afraid anymore after two exploration teams came in?”Zhang Xueming raised his eyebrows.
Everyone could feel the killing intent emanating from Zhang Xueming.
Yang Yuting and Chu Shixin were slightly surprised.
He did not expect the Second Young Master to have such a murderous aura at such a young age.
Suddenly, there was a commotion.
At the corner of the street, a few soldiers were pulling a girl with sinister smiles.
Although her face was covered in dirt, her exposed skin was very fair, indicating her youthful years.
Seeing this, the girl's old man quickly went forward to stop her.
However, disturbing little Dongyang's mood could only be repaid with his life.
A few shiny bayonet stabbed into the old father's chest.
It also pierced into the hearts of all the Yan Huang people present...
In the eyes of the great powers, the lives of the people of Yan and Huang were as cheap as dogs.
Dignity could be trampled on at will.
One's personality could be humiliated to the extreme.
This was not an isolated case, nor was it a new city built overnight.
It was the same 80 years ago when the sea cannon opened up the country.
Zhang Xueming, who had been staying in Fengtian obediently, knew very well that even if he could not see it, similar or countless times more miserable things were happening outside at all times.
Most of the Yan Huang people present had empty eyes.
Anger?
Perhaps there was.
However, this f * cking world had long doused his passion.
Zhang Xueming expressionlessly snatched the flower mechanism from the guard's hand.
Only then did Chu Shixin react. He couldn't care less and quickly hugged the living ancestor.
"Battalion Commander, Battalion Commander, listen to me. We're also angry at those crazy dogs.”
"But now, there are two exploration teams in the vicinity of the Jiaopeng Army. If a conflict were to break out, it would cause a serious diplomatic dispute.”
Zhang Xueming kicked Chu Shixin.
"I understand your concerns. I also believe that you are a brave man.”
After saying that, he took big strides and led the few foot basin soldiers away.
The young girl, whose father was in danger and who was about to suffer a great disaster, almost fainted from crying.
She lay on her heavily injured father, crying and glaring at the murderous demon.
However, what made her heart turn ashen the most was the cold and bone-scraping gazes around her.
She aimed at the grenade on one of the soldiers.
Although she did not know how to use it, she was still determined to die rather than be humiliated.
Just as she seized the opportunity to leap up.
First, there was the deafening sound of gunfire.
Immediately after, countless blood spurted out from the bodies of those demons.
In an instant, he was beaten into a sieve.
Blood splattered all over the ground.
It was too sudden, and not only did the girl look over in a daze.
Even the surrounding commoners were in disbelief.
It was a scene that he had imagined countless times, but it could only be imagined.
A young officer of the Yan Huang Army was holding a submachine gun and making those bastards who deserved to be cut into pieces pay the price on his own land.
Zhang Xueming reloaded.
No matter how badly the three soldiers had been beaten, they still stepped forward and pulled the trigger.
He only stopped when he emptied ten magazines and 380 bullets.
White smoke rose from the barrel of the gun. The smell of gunpowder was pungent to the nose of the people around, but it was especially fragrant.
"Chu Shixin."
"Here!"
"Chop them up and feed them to the dogs."
Zhang Xueming threw the flower machine back into the guard's arms and turned to look at the dumbfounded Japanese reporters.
"I, Zhang Xueming, am the commander of the Guards Brigade.”
"Of course, I believe that before you report it, you will include what they did before they died.”
At the same time, the intense gunshots attracted the attention of the Feng Army and the Jiaopeng Army.
Both sides sent a company to charge into the town.
When they saw their comrade being completely smashed, the Jiaopeng Army was instantly enraged and charged towards Zhang Xueming.
Feng Jun was not just for show.
Especially after they had roughly known what the battalion commander had done, their blood boiled and they cried out in satisfaction.
He hated that he didn't see it with his own eyes.
Now that the other side dared to make a move, they naturally wouldn't give in.
At this point, the two sides were facing each other on the narrow and dilapidated street.
They loaded their bullets and stabbed each other with their bayonet, not giving in at all. Their shouts and curses echoed in the surroundings.
Chu Shixin had tried his best to dissuade Zhang Xueming from taking action.
But at this point, his eyes were more ferocious than anyone else.
He held the Shell Spear in one hand and the Tiger-head Saber in the other.
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