The viewers in the live broadcast room were listening to Xu Jingfeng's infectious commentary.
They were all immersed in the war-torn era he mentioned.
There were also many viewers who found it hard to understand.
Why was Xu Jingfeng able to describe what happened at that time in such detail?
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And there were so many details. It was as if he had experienced it personally.
A portion of the audience was already wavering.
Could it be that Xu Jingfeng was really from that era?
After sacrificing himself in battle, he became a zombie and lived until now?
Most of the audience still thought that it was a script.
It could only be said that Xu Jingfeng's acting skills were too exquisite.
It was almost to the point of passing off the fake as the real.
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Even though it was a script, it was all thanks to Xu Jingfeng's involvement in the performance.
Everyone agreed.
Some people also suggested that since Xu Jingfeng insisted that he was from that era.
Why not ask him some questions to test him?
She wanted to see if he could really answer her.
This suggestion was unanimously approved by everyone.
Xu Xiaotian looked at the bullet comments in the live broadcast room.
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He was also very interested.
She also wanted to know about Xu Jingfeng's amazing acting skills.
How far could he go?
"Great-grandfather, the audience is quite interested in the war back then.”
"They said they want to ask you some details. Is that okay?”
Xu Jingfeng nodded.
"Ask away! I also want to let more people know the true situation of our battle back then.”
"I don't want everyone to think that war is as simple as it is on television!”
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The audience in the live broadcast room saw that Xu Jingfeng had agreed.
They immediately asked a series of questions.
Xu Xiaotian felt a headache coming on.
In the end, he picked a few more representative questions.
"Great-grandfather, the audience asked you how the battle of the bridge was fought back then.”
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Xu Jingfeng recalled for a moment and said,
"Back then, it was Peng Shuai who issued the battle order. The battle of the bridge was to seize the roads of the surrounding three counties.”
"In order to cut off the supply lines and transportation routes of the Japanese, our three regiments, more than 2,700 people, fought fiercely with the 5,000 Japanese for three days and three nights on the small corridor bridge.”
"The Japanese have light and heavy firepower, and they have occupied the mountain. Condescending."
"Cover us with mortars and howitzers. The first wave of attack will cause us to suffer heavy casualties.”
"After that, we started to dig trenches to resist the Japanese artillery.”
"In two days, we dug more than 500 meters of trenches and used up all the Japanese artillery.”
"In the end, they used the Charge to destroy the enemies on the mountain top.”
"That battle was too tragic. The three regiments were all scattered, and only 800 people survived!”
The audience in the live broadcast room was also shocked.
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The Battle of the Corridor Bridge was not a famous battle. Even the Encyclopedic records did not mention much about it. How could Xu Jingfeng know so many details?
When my grandfather was young, he was a participant in the battle at the bridge. He told me that Xu Jingfeng was right. That was how they fought back then!
This was too amazing. Did he do his homework?
Ask him again!
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"Great-grandfather, what were the main rifles used at that time?”
"Hanyang Zaohe Zhongzheng! It was only mass-produced after 1943. Previously, it was commonly made in Hanyang!”
"Do you know about the Liu Family Village's flash attack?”
"I know. At that time, we were moving to the northwest. On the way, we bumped into the Japanese stronghold in Liu Village.”
"At that time, the regiment commander had a meeting to discuss whether to take a detour or to ambush and destroy this stronghold.”
"After discussion, we unanimously decided to use the tactic of a flash attack to sneak attack the enemy's stronghold.”
"It only took us three hours to take down the stronghold of 1,800 people and retreat before the enemy reinforcements arrived!”
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Xu Xiaoyao asked a few more unpopular questions.
Xu Jingfeng answered them one by one.
The audience and Xu Xiaoyao were shocked.
A cultured person! It had been so many years, and everything that had happened back then was like a family treasure!
Could it be that Xu Jingfeng was a fanatical war fan? Otherwise, how could he know so much cold knowledge?
There are a lot of things that are not recorded in the literature. I only know about it from the elders in my family. Xu Jingfeng looks only twenty years old, how does he know so much?
If this is a script, then the preparation is too much. He couldn't have known that we would ask questions in advance.
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Xu Xiaoyao also asked in confusion,
"How do you know so much? And the details are so clear."
Xu Jingfeng spread his hands and said,
"This is all my personal experience. Of course I remember it clearly!”
Xu Xiaotian was speechless. I said you're fat, and you're panting?
He was about to complain.
However, she heard a knock on the door downstairs.
Xu Xiaotian was confused.
This village was almost deserted. Why was there still someone knocking on the door?
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The two of them went downstairs and opened the door.
An elderly lady stood at the door.
When she saw the two young men, she was stunned at first, then she looked at them warily.
"Who are you? Why are you in Old Xu's house?"
As he spoke, he took out his old phone without a trace, as if he was going to call someone.
Xu Xiaoyao quickly explained,
"Are you Grandma Wang from next door? Don't misunderstand, we are not thieves.”
"My name is Xu Xiaotian. My grandfather should be the Old Xu you mentioned. This is my ancestral home.”
"Yesterday, I went to the mountain to worship the ancestors. When I came back from the mountain, I came to the ancestral residence to take a look.”
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Seeing that Xu Xiaotian recognized her, the old lady hesitated for a moment before putting down her phone.
She also knew that ever since everyone moved out of this old house, there were no valuable items left.
Xu Xiaotian was a pretty girl. She would not have any ideas about a shabby old house.
"Xu Xiaotian?"
"I seem to have heard Old Xu mention it before."
"No one has lived in this old house for decades. Why are you two sleeping here at night?”
As he spoke, he glanced at Xu Jingfeng, who seemed a little familiar.
She couldn't recall it for a moment, so she didn't take it to heart.
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"I heard a loud noise just now.”
"I thought this old house had collapsed because it was too old and no one took care of it.”
As she spoke, she was still a little worried and went straight to the second floor.
Xu Jingfeng and Xu Xiaotian looked at each other and followed him up to the second floor.
"Ya! What happened!"
The old lady looked at the broken wall on the second floor and exclaimed.
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"I accidentally knocked through it. It's fine. This house is sturdy.”
Xu Jingfeng said honestly.
"This is the ancestral home left behind by the Xu family," the old lady said angrily.”
"Although no one is living here, it's still a thought.”
"Young man, why are you so impatient? The wall had collapsed. This house would collapse in a few days!”
Xu Jingfeng patted the wall and said,"
"It can't fall down. This wall isn't a bearing wall. It's fine even if we tear it down!”
The old lady said unhappily,"
"How do you know it's not a bearing wall?”
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Xu Jingfeng said matter-of-factly,
"I built this house myself."
"Of course I know!"
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