Rise from eight hundred.

Chapter 599 I look up at the starry sky you have seen

Hearing what Tang Dao said, the serious atmosphere just now relaxed.

"Sir, since the brothers have to go to the battlefield, do you think we should have an extra meal for the brothers before the devils come?" Li Jiujin continued to lick his big face and moved forward, graciously putting a cigarette on Tang Dao .

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

Apart from Tang Dao Lei Xiong, only Leng Feng is the only one who can be called Li Jiujin's old fritters here. The qualifications of the other two company commanders are not as old as him. above, but they are basically called Company Commander Li.

"How can it be! How can it be! I'm not the first to send the officer!" Li Jiujin's face became bitter after being squeezed by Leng Feng.

Too much talk is bound to be lost!The meat hasn't been eaten yet, but the smoke is gone first.

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

The officers of the Independence Battalion wanted to give out, out of politeness, the battalion and company level officers of the Xuesha Regiment also had to do so, a pack of cigarettes scattered in a circle, just right.

Reluctantly, Li Jiujin put the last cigarette in his mouth. After thinking about it, he couldn't bear to light it amidst the mist. He just put it under his nose to smell it.

That appearance, not to mention how sad it looks.

Tobacco can relieve anxiety. In wartime, it is a scarce commodity. Let alone a company commander like Li Jiujin, it is Lei Xiong. Pick up cigarette butts or something.

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

"You have to eat meat for extra meals!" Tang Dao also smiled slightly. "However, I see that you, Captain Li Dalian, seem to have run out of cigarettes and rations. In this way, each infantry will either be issued three packs of cigarettes in a row, or one person will be killed! You, Captain Li, will make the choice for everyone."

"Sir, I remember you said something." Li Jiujin said, blinking.

"What did I say?"

"Adults, don't make a choice, want everything!"

"Go away!" Tang Dao grinned.

This guy is shameless, but he has a pretty good memory.

"Haha!" The officers of the Independence Battalion laughed loudly.

Of course they knew what Chief Tang meant, extra meals were a must, and cigarettes had to be distributed.

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

The officers of the Xuesha regiment were infected by the extremely harmonious atmosphere of the independent battalion, their tension was greatly relieved, and they all laughed.

It turned out that superiors and subordinates can also have such a harmonious relationship in private, which is an experience they have never had before.

As soon as people relax, they will naturally talk more.

Someone asked Tang Dao's tactics, and someone asked Tang Dao how many observation posts it was most appropriate to leave when the Japanese army bombarded.
Tang Dao answered all of them.

Until someone asked, "Sir, Jinling, can it be defended?" Tang Dao was silent for a while, 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 relaxed atmosphere at the scene suddenly became heavy.

Tang Dao didn't say clearly whether he could defend it or not. Apart from the school officers and lieutenants, those on the scene were some low-level officers in the army. They didn't know what strategy was, but they could hear Tang Dao's vague meaning.

Jinling is destined to be unstoppable.

So is there any point in their desperate efforts here?
"Everyone, 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 stage of stalemate, all Chinese people are soldiers. There are battlefields regardless of whether the enemy is in front of the enemy or behind the enemy. We will definitely win the final victory." Tang Dao glanced at the silent Sichuan Army officers and said calmly.

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

"Sir, dare to ask, you say, if we don't wear clothes, will our descendants really have a future? Will they know of our existence?" Wei Donglai, who is also familiar with Tang Dao asked boldly.

"That's a good question!" Tang Dao suddenly smiled, stood up and looked at the mountains that had been drenched in sunlight. "I've been dreaming every night these days. Although it's still a cruel battlefield after waking up, what I saw in the dream has always been engraved in my mind and I can't forget it."

"Sir, what did you dream about? Could it be that you have given birth to several babies!" Li Jiujin grinned, revealing a mouthful of big yellow teeth.

If that kind of dream was really the case, then he and the officer became inexplicably closer, even in a dream, right?
Although the mother-in-law at home looks rough, but it feels soft to the touch, I really want it!I dreamed of her many nights in a row.Doll, you should jump up now!I just don't know if he is as tall as a father.

"What did I dream about? In my dream, I saw a bustling city full of tall buildings, airplanes 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, laughing sweetly.

In my dream, I saw that the countryside is quiet, with lush crops growing in the fields, the old people are leisurely basking in the sun and doing their homework, the children go to school in the university hall with clear windows, and the sound of Lang Lang's reading can be heard miles to go.

In my dream, I also saw fighter planes, tanks, and cannons parked in the barracks, and huge ships parked in the military port by the sea. The huge ships hundreds of meters long, the muzzle alone is as thick as my waist.

They have not forgotten us either. On countless battlefields where we have fought, there are tall monuments. Every time it is Qingming, people with flowers on their chests will come from all directions, stand there, deeply Deep bow!
I stared at those people in my dream and heard them say: This prosperous world is as you wish! "

Tang Dao almost murmured about the time and space he had experienced. Who can understand this era like him!

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

But then, for this war-torn era, it is a prosperous age that cannot be dreamed of!

Everyone is immersed in the future described by Tang Dao, especially at the moment when they heard Tang Dao say: "This prosperous world will finally come as you wish!" The heroes who have not shed a single tear collectively wet their 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 devils into the sea long ago!" Wei Donglai's eyes were red.

"It's not just about rushing to the sea, I also want to go to that, that little white-faced mantou mountain, and take a pee along the way!" Li Jiujin laughed.

"We will have those equipments, as long as our grandparents don't give up, our sons and grandsons will make these equipments, tell the Japanese, tell those foreign men, whoever dares to blow the thorns, I will beat them !" Tang Dao looked at these soldiers with box cannons pinned to their waists and thin clothes trembling in the winter morning light.

"That's good. If that day really comes, I'll pat my grandson's little butt and tell him that your grandpa didn't love anything back then. If your child dares to love you now, your butt will be swollen!" Cheng Tie Shou's big black face was glowing red.

"Haha! Tietou, you were probably stroking the old lady's dry old face when you were a bitch!" Li Jiujin laughed hard.

The officers roared with laughter.

Tang Dao's description of the beautiful dream is very beautiful, but thinking of the picture of Cheng Tieshou, a big black man touching the face of the little old woman, is more picturesque.

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

"That year you were the same age as me

young as a green song
But in order to create that new world of dreams
You turned and hurried into the wind and rain

I see thousands of lovely you
Don't look back and run into the depths of the smoke
How many youthful figures disappeared in the night
In exchange for dawn
I look up at the starry sky you have seen

Meet again through a hundred years of time and space

That smile before you turned around

i understand

I look up at the starry sky you have seen

The earth under our feet has changed time and space

The red you left swaying in the wind

in the heart

Raise my hand and I say the same oath
How clear is your smile between black and white
You said you never regret giving your life away

Dedicated to this vast land

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 the mountain, Tantai Mingyue and several female nurses Yu Tangdao whispered to each other.

That is, the song sung to them by the person in the dream!
They can be good, they can remember themselves, everything is worth it.

Amidst the singing, the officers saluted the groaning officer one by one, and then resolutely turned and left!

Amidst the singing, groups of soldiers walked into the trenches with guns on their backs, covered with warm sunshine!

For that beautiful dream.

He Yanzi and his wife sacrificed their lives to go to the country to die, and they looked at death as if they were home!
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PS: I heard this adapted song on the Internet. After listening to it, Fengyue's eyes were wet with tears. I always wanted to write this song into it. Finally, I found a suitable opportunity.

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