The blood of the Anti-Japanese War stained the mountains and rivers

After they arrived in Hankou, they had not had time to catch their breath when a staff officer left by brigade commander Zhou Zhidao found them and delivered new orders.

"It seems that we have to continue on our way." Zhang Handuo, the exhausted leader, looked at the order in his hand and smiled wryly.

Although the Battle of Lanfeng ended with regret, the 74th Army won hard praise for its daring to fight. As the battlefield situation changed, their troops were transferred to the ninth theater sequence to perform new combat missions.

Yang Ling patted the dust on his shoulders and said, "Brothers have been running around for days and are already exhausted. I think we should rest for one night before leaving. It won't waste too much time."

The team leader Zhang Handuo nodded after thinking for a moment, "Alright, then let the brothers rest for one night before leaving."

Yang Ling and the others were almost on the battlefield these days, and there was almost no time to catch their breath. The order to rest for one night was handed down, which immediately won the cheers of the brothers.

Yang Ling emphasized that running the army is slack, and he is always tense on the battlefield to maintain vigilance, but now that the devils have been left hundreds of miles away, any more tension will affect the combat effectiveness of the brothers.

In these turbulent years, the three towns of Wuhan became the heart of the war, not only gathering millions of people, but also various party and government agencies and factories gathered here.

Compared with the desolate North China and Central China, Hankou appears to be somewhat abnormally prosperous in this war-torn Chinese land, with celebrities everywhere.

The brothers had just come down from the battlefield, how could they bear the loneliness when they saw this colorful world, they didn't care about being covered in blood, and plunged into the bustling streets and alleys to have fun.

Yang Ling knew that these brothers had been suppressed for a long time, and the cruel battlefield had caused them to bear too much, so he didn't bother to take care of them, as long as they didn't cause trouble, just relax.

"Tsk tsk, you see, that girl looks really juicy, if she asks to be a wife, she will die."

The brothers roamed the bustling streets in groups of three or four, looking at those young women with enchanting figures and cool clothes, they couldn't move their eyes away.

"Go, go, look at how promising you are, you don't take a pee and look in the mirror, what virtue do you have, can other girls follow you back to be farmers and resist digging?" Some veterans laughed unabashedly.

"I said platoon leader, don't look down on me, when I make a meritorious service and hang the medal on my chest, that girl will not rush to jump up."

"Tch, you can just dream about it." The platoon leader with his head held high pointed to the brothel with red lanterns hanging high and said with a smile, "That's where we should go. Spend money if you have money. Saving and not laying eggs, maybe it will be cheap for the devil at any time."

"Yes, the platoon leader is wise." There were also brothers who couldn't hold back, rubbing their hands and laughing.

The veteran platoon leader looked at the brothers behind him and said with a smile: "Then what are you waiting for, let's go."

Just as their group of ragged brothers happily headed straight for the brothel, a small bridge car honked its horn and drove along the street quickly, causing people on the street to turn their backs and curse again and again.

"Stab——" the speed of the small bridge car was too fast, and it drove straight to the veteran platoon leader and his group before slamming on the brakes, almost knocking people over.

In the back seat of the car, a young man in a suit and leather shoes hit his head on the seat in front of him because of the sudden brake, and cursed in pain.

"Damn, how can you drive! You want to die!" The young man cursed the driver in the front seat.

The driver was scolded for a while, and his heart was suffocating. He poked his head out and looked at the veteran platoon leader who hadn't had time to hide. He opened his mouth and cursed: "You are looking for death! Get out of the way!"

The veteran platoon leader and the others were elated and wanted to have fun and relax, but they were almost knocked over by the car and broke out in a cold sweat.

But they also know that people who can ride in a car are either rich or expensive, and they are not something they can provoke, so they are going to leave in peace.

But who knew that the driver didn't show any morals, and opened his mouth to curse, the veteran platoon leader stopped, and his face suddenly sank.

"Who are you letting go?" the veteran platoon leader asked, holding back his anger.

This driver is also used to bullying others on weekdays, and he didn't pay attention to the veteran platoon leader and the group of soldiers at all.

"Get out of here, you stinky soldiers, don't waste my young master's time!" the driver shouted impatiently.

The veteran platoon leader immediately became angry when he heard it. They were fighting bloody battles on the front line, and these dignitaries were enjoying themselves in the back.

"Get down for me! Don't explain things clearly today! Don't even think about leaving!" The veteran platoon leader dragged the overbearing driver down.

Although the driver was dressed quickly and neatly, he was the opponent of Kong Wu's powerful veteran. Although he struggled and shouted, he was still dragged out.

"What are you trying to do, dirty my clothes!" The driver struggled and shouted.

The veteran said solemnly with a dark face: "Apologize to us! Otherwise, this matter will not end today!"

The driver was also intimidated by the veteran's murderous aura, but when he turned his head and saw his young master walking over in a leisurely manner, he immediately felt courageous.

"I don't want to apologize. A group of stinky soldiers are here to pretend to be a lot of garlic. They have annoyed my young master, and you can't eat it!"

"Fuck you!" The veteran platoon leader was also a grumpy person, and he swung his fist at the aggressive driver.

The veteran platoon leader was a master of killing without batting an eyelid. The punch was so hard that the driver's nose collapsed.

The onlookers didn't expect that these newborn calves who were soldiers were not afraid of tigers, and they would fight as soon as they said they wanted to, and they screamed immediately.

The driver was caught off guard and punched, nosebleeds flowed out, rolled on the ground and screamed like a pig being killed.

The young master in suit and leather shoes didn't expect that the veteran platoon leader and the others would do it as soon as they said they would, and his expression was gloomy and terrifying.

"Soldiers, do you know what you are doing? Which unit do you belong to?!" The young master asked coldly as he watched his driver's face covered in blood.

The veteran platoon leader looked at this young man not only dressed in high-end goods, but also in a small bridge car, and felt a little regretful and felt a little guilty.

"Let's forget about today's matter... I'm not a fool. If you get into trouble, you can run away quickly. While talking perfunctorily, you call your brothers to run away quickly.

But their luck was really not very good. As soon as they turned around and were about to run, a group of heavily armed military police rushed over and quickly surrounded them.

These gendarmes all had grim faces, their powerful bodies looked like experienced men, the veteran platoon leader and a group of them did not dare to act rashly, feeling regretful in their hearts.

Body 4 Chapter [-] Reminiscing about the Past

A military police lieutenant colonel with a grim face walked up to the brothers with sonorous steps, his sharp knife-like eyes seemed to penetrate their tattered clothes and penetrate deep into the hearts of the brothers.

Although the brothers crawled over from the crowd of people who had almost died on the battlefield, their aura was involuntarily weakened in front of this stern-looking military police lieutenant colonel.

The veteran platoon leader complained in his heart: "It's really bad luck for eight lifetimes, and I met these evil stars like this."

Although he complained in his heart, the veteran platoon leader was quite experienced. He clapped his feet together and raised his hands to salute the military police lieutenant colonel: "Hello, sir!"

The brothers around were frightened by the military police with live ammunition. Seeing the actions of the veteran platoon leader, they also hurriedly raised their hands to salute.

"Battalion Commander Zhao, they took advantage of their numbers to commit crimes in the street and beat my driver. You military police arrest them quickly."

Seeing the arrival of the lieutenant colonel of the gendarmerie, the wicked young man in a suit and leather shoes first complained and spoke first.

"It's clear that you were driving without looking at people and almost bumped into them, and you scolded us..." The brothers were all rough-tempered, and they yelled immediately, and were scolded by the veteran platoon leader.

The Lieutenant Colonel of the Gendarmerie looked at the greasy-haired and pink-faced young man, with an imperceptible look of disgust flashing across his face, and then he said solemnly: "Young Master Zhang, please be safe, and it won't be too late to arrest him after I investigate clearly."

"Report your unit number and the name of the chief?" The military police lieutenant colonel turned his head and began to interrogate the brothers with a dark face.

The veteran platoon leader knew that it would be difficult to escape at this time, so he bit the bullet and replied: "Report sir, we are from the 74st Regiment of the 151st Brigade of the 301th Army, and our regiment commander is..."

The ID badges of the brothers had long been stained with blood and mud so that they could not be seen clearly. When they reported their families, the onlookers suddenly realized that they were hard-core heroes fighting against devils.

The ferocious gendarmes around them also softened their faces after hearing what the brothers said, their guns lowered. They admired these brothers on the battlefield the most, but they could only guard the place and maintain order and military discipline.