Anti-Japanese War Korean Crazy

The ruined temple in the south.

It is dilapidated and I don’t know what kind of gods were originally enshrined. There is no door in the ruined temple. To be precise, there is only half of the wooden door that is incomplete. The other half of the wooden door has long since disappeared. Or maybe it was chopped down by some villager to burn firewood.

Dust was scattered all over the outside of the ruined temple, and it was impossible to expect someone to clean it up. It looked like a broken mountain and river, but there were still a few sycamore trees on both sides.

It's a pity that in ancient mythology, this is a plane tree that specially inhabits phoenixes. At this moment, it is drooping with its head drooping, and even the leaves hang down as if they have no spirit. The next is also hurt.

There was a desolate and dead silence all around, until the noise of fighting from the ruined temple suddenly broke the dead silence.

"I've already told you, this bed is mine today. It's a broken bed, and it's not something expensive. Why are you robbing me? Put it aside?"

"It's your Henan accent, what are you doing chirping and wowing? Why don't you go back to Henan and sing your Henan opera if you have this ability?"

"Okay, okay, what are you talking about? Look at your talents, bed? Who can find a bed in this ruined temple? They are all dog kennels, so you can get it as soon as possible."

"That's right, if you have the ability to go against the devils, it's a big deal to grab a kennel right now!"

"Then how dare they, as far as I can see, they are all tigers in the door, and they are all gray grandchildren on the battlefield."

As usual, Jiang Long walked to the most comfortable position in the ruined temple. This position was just blocked by the broken walls and covered with soft straw, so that the wind and rain could not come in. Before the ruins, this place was specially reserved for Bodhisattvas, if not, at least it was an angry-eyed Vajra.

But today, it seems that some people don't have eyesight, and dare to lie in their own place.

Jiang Long just glanced at Yu Laoyi who was arched on his bed in an extremely ugly posture, Yu Laoyi was startled, quickly got up from the straw, and stood obediently by the side .

Yu Laoyi, who was clamoring for a seat just now, suddenly became listless.

Jiang Long, a man from the Northeast, is tall and thick, and his strength is definitely not something anyone in the yard can challenge.

In this dilapidated temple, everything seemed to return to the most primitive state, and all problems could be solved with a big fist. He always took up the best resources, even though these resources were still rags in the eyes of outsiders.

At this moment among the crowd, Jiang Long was like a local emperor who used force to ascend to power. When he was sleeping happily in his corner, there was no coveting eyes, only envy and fear.

Someone started to tease him, but naturally he didn't dare to be Jiang Long.

"Hey, what's wrong with Grandpa Yu today? Didn't the yelling take up the best bed, why did someone let it out when he was jolting?"

"Hey, it's because the fist is not big enough!"

Yu Laoyi couldn't refute, and thought he was unlucky, he just said: "Hey, how could I have thought that his uncle Long would rise up today, and he ran out to sleep again.

I'm not bragging to you, I'm not bad either, I fought all the way from my hometown, how many devils I have seen, how many battles I have fought, and what kind of battles it was, you young children who don't know! "

"Just brag, anyway bragging doesn't cost money!

Speaking of ghosts, who hasn't seen them?

It’s not just two legs, two arms, and one head, but the eyes are wider and more terrifying. At that time, dozens, no, hundreds of devils rushed towards us. What happened, I don’t know. Still lying on the fortifications, I hold the gun, aim, shoot, aim, shoot, aim”

"Then did you kill a devil?"

Hu Tu lowered his head and remained silent.

"Do you even need to ask? Look at his grandson, he must have not even hit a devil."

"It's not that I didn't hit it. The little devil is smart. After shooting one shot, go behind the fortification and give me another chance. I'm sure I can hit it."

"Come on! I've seen a lot of you. It's good to go to the battlefield without shaking your legs. Kill the devil, you dare not shoot the little devil standing in front of you!"

"Don't insult people. When I was fighting the bayonet, I rushed up with a big knife. I didn't think about being alive at that time, and slashed wildly with a big knife."

Everyone cheered up, "Did you kill the devil?"

Bamboo was stunned, trying his best to imagine how he would kill the little devil.

But the big guys made a fuss together, "Yo, you melon, you cut your feelings with your eyes closed."

Hahahaha

The guys in the ruined temple, although their stomachs were filled with miscellaneous things, are holding their stomachs and laughing back and forth at the moment.

A voice sounded again, "You guys are all bragging, if you want to talk about the experience of killing devils, you have to listen to me."

The squinting Jiang Long turned over on his so-called Emperor's bed covered with some straw, and interrupted Li Jiasheng's words, "Damn it, you bastards, why don't you let me sleep?

Love to brag?

Crushed soldiers, defeated soldiers, deserters, deflated soldiers, the most useless soldiers.

Tens of thousands of people have been cut off by tens of thousands of people, so it's embarrassing to be here?

Kill devils?I can assure you that if there is one of you who has killed a devil, I, Jiang Long, will write the name upside down.

Save it all, lie down and think about what kind of ball you are, a bunch of bastards, what a fool.

Crushed!

Defeated!

deserter! "

Jiang Long muttered, it wasn't a loud voice, and it slowly spread in the ruined temple that suddenly fell silent. The faces of the people who were clamoring and playing around had different expressions, but they were all filled with humiliation. .

No one spoke anymore, as if the spirit of joking and joking just now was all an illusion, all of them looked like walking corpses, silent in the corners, staring blankly, not knowing what they were thinking.

As dusk fell, crows wailed on the phoenix books outside the ruined temple.

Soon, under the quiet night, only Jiang Long's snoring echoed throughout the ruined temple.

Until the creaking last half of the broken wooden door of the temple was pushed open, and Han Feng strode in.

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566 Hero (Third Watch)

The creaking sound of the wooden door being pushed open awakened all the broken soldiers in the ruined temple.

With the help of the last remaining light before the night, Jiang Long and his party could clearly see the appearance of the person who came, which was very ordinary, except that the two eyes were completely different from those of the rout soldiers, they were of that kind of piercing color, and their body was very Strong, not even inferior to Jiang Long.

This made everyone except Jiang Long want to watch the fun.

Yep, here comes another one who shares supplies and grabs land.

The broken soldiers thought so, and also wondered whether the new guy could compete well with Jiang Long, maybe there would be a good show to watch!

The ruined temple was quiet, and everyone's eyes were focused on Han Feng, the uninvited guest.

In the eyes of Jiang Long and others, if Han Feng was a traveler who suddenly pushed open the wooden door of this ruined temple and saw the large group of rout soldiers around him, according to common sense, there should always be some consternation on his face.