The years when I was deceived into northern Myanmar

Bump, bump, bump, bump, bump...

In the Eastern Shan State camp, when the artillery battalion's grenades fired frequently, Erdaowan, which had been locked in position, encountered almost crazy bombing.

The artillery battalion in Eastern Shan State paid almost no attention to the cost, and was consuming ammunition in completely uninterrupted shelling. Lin Minxian's men could no longer stand it, and took the initiative to come to Lin Minxian who was playing with the fox and asked: "Leader , let’s go!”

Lin Minxian shook his head and asked: "Where to go?"

"Then what are we infantry doing?"

Lin Minxian rubbed the fox's fur and said, "Recharge your batteries. As long as there is news from Bangkang, you will have something to do."

Lin Minxian didn't explain that much to his men. In fact, he started to be too lazy to talk since he hugged the fox.

He felt that it was meaningless to use a regiment of troops to take Yangrong with great effort. It would not allow the Meng Neng army rushing towards Bangkang to change direction, nor would it change the situation of the battle in any way. Dealing with the opponent's abandoned sons is equivalent to doing the enemy a favor, unless there is news from Bangkang that the 'Meng Neng Army' has been completely wiped out under the city.

As long as Lin Minxian gets this news, he will immediately take action to completely destroy Yang Rong, and then urge the entire army to go straight to Meng Neng!

He does not come out to defend the city. As long as he comes out, he has to attack the city and seize the territory.

To be honest, Lin Minxian was too lazy to do such trivial matters as taking care of Yang Rong.

懒~

Lin Minxian has indeed become lazy. Ever since he vaguely felt that he saw a fox, he has felt that he has become particularly lazy. He no longer likes to sing or show off his figure. His whole body It seems that overnight I have crossed the long river of time from middle age and directly entered the stage of old age.

Lin Minxian didn't feel this way before. He always felt that he was not old yet, always felt that he was still young, so he always had extraordinary ideas.

But after Ade caused this incident, Lin Minxian really wanted to retire. He didn't want to continue to stir up trouble in this land. But, you have to retire beautifully, right?

Lin Minxian felt that Ade captured the Menneng army in Bangkang, led his own army to defeat Menneng, and had a father-son battle with his son in history, which might be the best ending in his life.

The question is, can God let him get what he wants?

……

In the Erdaowan River, the bombs that did not stay continued to set off air waves in the river. All the soldiers of the first battalion hid in the trenches dug in the river. This random bombardment not only made their heads burn a lot. Touching the soil almost did not cause any actual damage to the troops.

The old battalion commander was so angry in the trench that he cursed: "I'm fucking bullying me for not having a cannon!"

Yang Rong was leaning in the trench beside him and responded: "It's not that we don't have it, it's that we didn't bring it with us."

When the first battalion commander looked at Yang Rong, he found that the most powerful general who had just been promoted to division commander was still in a state of despair. He did not dare to respond. He just shook the dust on his head and asked. : "Teacher?"

"If we really agree, what do you want most..."

boom!

The huge explosion drowned out all the subsequent words of the battalion commander. He could only say again: "What do you want to do?"

This sentence seemed to hit Yang Rong's weakness directly...

His whole body was stunned in place, as if he had fallen into trance and stopped talking.

Yang Rong found that there seemed to be no time dedicated to him in the world. When he was a child, his life passed by in the blink of an eye. When he grew up, he has been training and fighting. After Meng Neng changed hands, he was still training and fighting.

Except for the moment he picked up the phone, Yang Rong really didn't know what he could do or what he should do.

"I want to go see the border..."

The first battalion commander didn’t quite understand: “What are you looking at?”

Yang Rong shook his head.

He didn't know what he wanted to see, or even what his purpose was. Yang Rong was like a child who had lacked love since he was a child. When he grew up, he didn't know what he should like.

It's that kind of thing. I know what a guitar is, I know what music is, and I know it sounds good, but if you ask me if I like it, I'm sorry, I don't know.

It's not that he doesn't feel anything, he just doesn't know how to react. Just like when arcade machines first came on the market, children were going crazy. They swindled money from home in order to exchange a few "coins" so that they could make "gas-hungry heels" in "Quick Fight". What now? I heard that children nowadays have a disease called "Game Yang Wei", which means that there are hundreds of games on a certain game platform, but they are not even opened, even if the game effects are so good that they can compare with reality. world.

It’s not that they can’t play. They don’t have physical reactions like vomiting as soon as they open the game. They can play, and they can sit and play for hours. But if you ask them to open the game and play passionately for a while, they will feel It's boring.

Do you know why?

Because most children no longer have a "circle". They have been alone since they were young, and they are still alone when they grow up.

before?

There can be seven or eight gangs on a street, and they even have spies. It depends on who can play the glass ball accurately. If you have any wonderful tricks, the Yanzi people will shout "Awesome"!

Who do you want them to compete with now?

With teammates who are 1-17-0, or with teammates who keep typing and shouting, "Vote, vote, no ink"?

He doesn't even have anyone to compare to, so how can you get him to be interested in something?

In the past, when my family bought a new piece of clothing, I would wear it to school; when I heard something new, even if I had never experienced it, I would go out and brag about it.

Now? Yang Rong felt that even if you let him become the president of Myanmar, it would not be good. He only felt numb.

Because he was afraid, afraid that this battle would go to the end and he would be the only one facing Lin Minxian, afraid of hearing the most chilling result.

"Hey." He called the first battalion commander.

The first battalion commander turned to look at him: "Huh?"

Yang Rong opened his mouth, as if he had something to say, and even made gestures. In the end, he only came out with two words: "Forget it."

What could he say?

How can you still talk about this trivial matter to your subordinates?

Then what has become of me as a teacher, an old woman in the village?

Yang Rong simply shut his mouth and stopped talking.

Let’s not talk about the head office, right?

"Yangrong!"

At this moment, Lin Minxian's voice echoed in the valley: "Is it still interesting for us to continue fighting like this?"

The shelling also stopped at this moment.

Yang Rong climbed up in the trench, his feet almost covered with dust, and shouted outside: "What do you mean?"

"It's already established that you are Lao Qiao's son. Even if you don't believe me, you can find someone to verify it yourself. In this case, how can you continue to stand in the same trench with Xu Ruifeng?"

"If you don't believe it, I can take you and have people do experiments in front of you..."

Yang Rong lay on the edge of the trench, resting his chin on his forearm and shouting: "I know this. Back then, Lao Qiao and I were just researching products with a purity of over 90% in the village. At that time, we were inspecting the products in front of the cook. , fake it as you should."

"Isn't the oil and salt coming in?"

"How about you try it with a bullet?"

Lin Minxian suddenly paused for a moment and asked, "Then how do you know that guy Xu Ruifeng didn't lie to you?"

Yang Rong replied at this time: "He can't lie to me this time."

For a moment, Lin Minxian stared straight ahead for a long time. In the end, he only said one sentence: "This poor child..."

He seemed to understand everything. (End of chapter)