First lady's personal tutor

It was four o'clock in the morning, and Peng Jiasheng was in his sleep. He stayed up very late at night, lying in bed is tossing and turning for a long time to sleep.

Today, he is insomnia until nearly three o'clock.

Ding Ling, the telephone rings, Peng Jiasheng, who has only been sleeping for an hour, is awakened instantly. He felt his mobile phone angrily to see who bothered him at this time.

When I saw the call, it was an old friend, Wu Deng.

Peng Jiasheng's first reaction was that he felt that something had happened.

Wu Deng has always been steady and calm. If it wasn't for something, he would not have chosen to call at this time.

Slightly control their emotions, Peng Jiasheng connected the phone.

"Hello, wooden. What's the matter? "

"Peng Sheng, two pieces of news, one good and one bad." Wu Deng opened his mouth and said it neatly.

Peng Jiasheng just calmed down and became nervous again.

A good one and a bad one, it means that there is always one thing that will make him uneasy.

There was a flash of light in Peng Jiasheng's eyes, but he couldn't hear a trace of panic in his voice and said, "you say it."

"Kunde is dead." Wu Dengshen said four words in his voice.

The simple four words immediately split a bolt from the blue in Peng Jiasheng's heart, making his hand holding the mobile phone tremble and almost drop it on the ground.

It's not frightening, it's joyful.

Kunde is dead! Wang Yong, he actually did it! Guobang's dilemma is to be solved!

"And the bad news?" Peng Jiasheng was not confused by the news. He clearly remembered that Wu Deng had another bad news to say.

Kunde's death is almost good news that can cover up all the bad news. But Wu Deng still juxtaposed the bad news with Kunde's death, which proved that the bad news was not a trivial matter.

"Mr. Wang..." Wu Deng pauses slightly.

Peng Jiasheng's face changed for a moment, and his unchanging tone finally trembled: "Sir, what's wrong with him?"

Although he only spent more than ten days with Wang Yong, Peng Jiasheng unconsciously regarded Wang Yong as a real teacher. Wang Yong is not the kind of swindler he imagined, but has real talent and learning.

Some teach students to impart cultural knowledge, others teach students to impart life skills, while others teach students to set an example and set an example with their own actions.

Wang Yong is undoubtedly the last one.

What moved Peng Jiasheng even more was that Wang Yong acted from the standpoint of Guobang people. On this point, it is worthy of his respect and calling out "Sir" from the bottom of his heart.

But now Wu Deng suddenly said that Wang Yong was the bad news. How can he not be shocked?

The excitement of Kunde's death suddenly disappeared, as if his head had been watered with a basin of ice water.

Wu Deng seemed to be aware of Peng Jiasheng's abnormal situation. He said with some regret, "I'm sorry, I can't take care of him. Mr. Wang and Miss Lin chose to take action in the early morning, but in the end, only miss Lin came back alone. Miss Lin said that in order to cover her, Mr. Wang chose the rear of the palace, and she didn't know whether to live or not. It's very likely that... "

Peng Jiasheng's eyebrows were tightly locked and twisted into a three character pattern. Life and death do not know, that is to say, it is possible to die, it is also possible to live.

"Hoo", Peng Jia breathes a sigh of relief, at least half the chance. Then you don't have to be in a hurry to mourn your husband, as if you were cursing him to die.

Mister must be alive!

Peng Jiasheng's disordered mood turned better and he just asked, "please send someone to inquire about Mr. Peng's news. At this time, we will have a heavy thank you."

"You're welcome, Peng Sheng. It was a great kindness for you to help me many years ago. How dare I talk about the reward? Give it to me. I'll let you know as soon as I hear from Mr. Wang. " Wu Dengdao.

Then he hung up.

Peng Jiasheng looked out of the window at the white sky and couldn't sleep any more.

Kunde's death provides a wonderful opportunity for the current situation.

The government forces on the opposite side are leaderless. If we take the opportunity to fight hard, we may not be able to support them. Without Kunde's suppression, these government troops are a group of people who are afraid of death!

Peng Jiasheng's face flashed a firm color, suddenly picked up his clothes, put them on, and pushed the door open.

Doodle doodle

In the early morning, the Confederate camp was awakened by the loud assembly whistle, and all the Confederate soldiers instantly woke up, thinking that something big had happened.

He quickly put on his uniform and arrived at the assembly site.

There, Peng Jiasheng has been waiting for a long time.

"Brothers, one day ago, I was still thinking about the retreat route and thought that Guobang might not escape this disaster. To tell you the truth, even my commander is full of pessimism about Guobang's future, even worse than you. I want to review and apologize to you! And now, the situation changes, we ushered in a major turnaround! Because... "

Peng Jiasheng's eyes were like electricity, sweeping thousands of soldiers on the scene. Deliberately lengthen the intonation, do not say the reason.

The soldiers immediately stretched their necks, waiting for the commander to tell the reason for the turnaround.

Peng Yin, triangle eye and others, who are familiar with Peng Jiasheng's character, are beating in their hearts. They knew that Peng Jiasheng seldom played tricks on others. Unless something really changes, isn't it

Peng Yin looked at each other with triangle eyes, and they both saw the excited light in each other's eyes. It seems that they want to go together.

"Because Kunde is dead! It's in the hands of Sir! " Peng Jiasheng took a deep breath and suddenly said the exciting news.

The crowd was surprised at first, and then came the cheers like a tsunami.

Even people with simple brains can understand the weight of the news.

Peng Yin and triangle eye are more excited to embrace together, just like the pupils who got the big red flower.

Peng Jiasheng waved to everyone to be quiet. He looked around and said, "ladies and gentlemen, you are in the most dangerous front, clearing the biggest obstacle for us. Can we just stand here and be stained with your glory?"

"No! We're going to fight back and recover the lost ground! " Someone yelled.

In an instant, thousands of people gathered into a torrent, sweeping the morning sky of the old street.

"Recover the lost land! Recover the lost land! Recover the lost land

The echoing sound startled the birds to the sky, while the residents outside the camp who had not yet retreated poked out their heads and wondered what had happened to the allies.

Seeing that the mood was almost brewing, Peng Jiasheng drank with dignity: "good! It's not in vain for you to have such determination, sir. The front line is fighting. But I, Peng Jiasheng, will not take your brothers' lives to fill in. If the government forces want to fight, they will take back the lost land. We can't use the lives of our brothers. We have secret weapons, too! "

"Secret weapon?" The soldiers all stare big eyes, don't know why ask.

"Peng Yin, let's show it to you."

With Peng Jiasheng's command, Peng Yin runs to a truck in the distance.

Boom and start, the truck came straight over and stopped in front of the crowd.

Then Peng Yin jumped out of the car and fiercely lifted the tarpaulin covering the truck, revealing a group of dark things inside.

When the soldiers saw these things, their breathing became heavier and their faces became excited.

It's not that they don't know, it's because these things are so shocking.

With these things, in the confrontation with the government forces, it is tantamount to pulling back a city, and even gaining some slight advantages!

There's no boasting at all, because those things in the truck are called 107 Rockets!

And it has another title - Chinese artifact!

The Chinese type 63 107mm rocket gun seems to be a bit crude. Sometimes when it's stuck with soil, it can't tell whether it's a weapon or a farm implement, and it's not related to high technology and digitization. However, despite his poor appearance, he has repeatedly created incredible miracles during his 50 years of service. So far, the armed forces that use it are all over the world. Known as the "AK-47" of rocket industry.

"Commander, are these really ours?" Some soldiers rubbed their eyes, and some did not believe them.

It's understandable to say that there are two rockets in front of us.

After all, the price of this kind of Chinese artifact is not expensive. A gun costs more than 100000 yuan and a * only costs more than 6000 yuan. One or two allies can afford it.

Look at the number of piles in this truck, there are at least more than ten doors! With the cannonball, that's millions.

Where else can the Allies afford so much money now?

Peng Jiasheng smiles and nods: "not only these, but also! Come on

Peng Jiasheng roared into the distance.

Just listen to the sound of the motor boom, the other two trucks also started, slowly driving over.

The car jumped out of the Allied special operations team, the team's face filled with proud smile, huala opened the tarpaulin.

"Wow

It's Qi Shushu's shock again.

Every truck is full of 107 rockets. Three trucks add up to nearly 40 doors!

What's the concept?

In the beginning, a regiment level unit in Huaxia was equipped with six rockets, while a complete six door 107mm Rocket Company could complete a full fire in nine seconds. After flying for 20 seconds, 72 rockets landed on enemy positions within 5 to 20 kilometers at a frequency of 8 rounds per second, which was equivalent to a 122mm * artillery battalion, Or the firepower density and strike effect of four 6-door 100 mm mortar companies carrying out three rapid fire.

If someone has seen the scene of ten thousand guns firing together, they will be shocked by the scene of shells all over the sky.

It was a real barrage of bullets. The dark sky was covered by flying shells.

These 40 rockets form a salvo square, which can easily destroy the government's defense line!

Chinese artifact, worthy of it!

All the people were excited, could not restrain the impulse in the heart, shouting to go to the front line immediately.

Peng Jiasheng smiles and thanks Wang Yong again.

Because such a big hand is not from others, it is Ziyu Fengqing who sent it.