my time as a director

"Zhang Yi's movement of touching his head made me laugh so hard, now he has been assigned to the health team."

"It can't be so bloody, go to the health team to practice guns with the protagonist, and then become a sniper?"

Most of the people who came to see the premiere were movie lovers. After reading countless movies, they had already figured out the plot of a bad street.

However, it is a pity that some viewers were disappointed. After realizing that the recoil of the Mosin-Nagant rifle was greater than that of the [-]th, the actor missed the target. The actor did guide him.

It's just that I read from the book that tying sandbags to my hands to train my hand strength can solve the problem of recoil, and I can also stare at the swaying flame of the kerosene lamp to practice aiming.

The room was pitch black, and the male protagonist glanced at Zhang Yi who raised his gun to aim at the kerosene lamp, and turned his head and fell asleep.

The camera turned again, and the team had already set foot on the battlefield. Along with the narration, the audience knew that the hero had already adapted to life in the army, and the health team had an extra recruit to help him.

During the subsequent marches, Zhang Yi tied two 20-jin sandbags to his hands each time. When the wind was blowing, he raised his gun to practice aiming at the shaking leaves. At night, when conditions allowed, he practiced at the flames of kerosene lamps.

"I said Xiaofang, what are you doing? What's the use of practicing this thing? It's better to be a hygienist with Lao Litou, or you can go to the cooking class." A veteran joked.

"You know what, it's in the book." Zhang Yi replied with a stubborn face, and practiced on his own.

Everything in the war is cruel, lack of clothing and food, often lying in the snow for a day, only some leaves to cover.

And after five or six minutes of dullness, a war scene finally ushered in.

The third company surrounded a small group of enemies, and the two sides exchanged fire violently.

However, suddenly a fluent voice came from the front, calling for his own people.

Duan Yihong ordered the team to fight hard, but the opponent was not his own, but a Chinese rice army, who took the opportunity to attack them and escaped from the encirclement.

It was a good siege, but the enemy ran away, and I also made more fearless sacrifices.

The whole Sanlian was extremely aggrieved from top to bottom, but the male protagonist was a little at a loss.

The narration sounded: At that time, I didn't understand why that person obviously had the same appearance, the same skin, and said the same words as us.

"Grass!"

The audience was also aggrieved, and a national curse secretly appeared in their hearts.

In war movies, any scenes that are not good for one's own army will make people uncomfortable and sad to watch, even if it is true.

Not to mention such an aggrieved result. Everyone would be upset if they were about to wipe out this small group of enemies, but ended up with such a result.

"Will Li Qian make war movies?"

The narration continued: the company commander was very angry, and even the always kind instructor got angry. Xiaofang wanted to catch up, but the company commander still asked us to rest the team and prepare to retreat to prevent the enemy's large forces.

Since then, the company commander has also figured out a way, we can also dress up as Nanbang people to sneak attack the enemy. There are some people in the company who can speak stick words, but unfortunately we don't have white-skinned people, otherwise it would be easier. "

Accompanied by the narration, scenes of three companies disguised as Nanbang troops sneaking up on the enemy flashed one by one, catching the opponent by surprise.

Now the audience is comfortable.

"Let me just say, Li Qian will never shoot that kind of frustrating plot!" Some audience members whispered excitedly.

"This operation is a bit like the plot where Deng Chao stepped on a landmine in "Assembly". When he met Mi Jun, Zhang Hanyu talked about birdsong to fool Mi Jun. Li Qian really learned and used it."

"But that guy is so disgusting, if you don't find out and kill him later, you'll still be upset."

The war continued, and large-scale operations began.

The third company no longer acted alone, but joined forces with the regiment and started a series of large-scale battles.

Thousands of people began to hide at night and stay in place all day during the day, lying motionless in the snow, and marched at night.

Avoiding the enemy plane's reconnaissance bombing, shortening the distance with the enemy, minimizing the firepower gap, and then launching an attack brazenly the next night, winning victory after victory.

Our hero took another health worker recruit to the trenches again and again, braving artillery fire to treat the wounded.

The victories, the gunfire and the shelling, the audience watched with enthusiasm and pride.

However, immediately after Mi Jun learned his lesson, he began to distance himself from the Zhiyuan Army, regardless of the amount of ammunition, and continued to use "sea of ​​fire tactics" to violently attack the spearhead of the Volunteer Army's offensive.

The battlefield was extremely tragic. No matter how brave the soldiers of the third company were, their flesh and blood could not stand up to the shells.

More and more soldiers were injured, and the deaths became more and more tragic.

As the only health worker in the company, the male protagonist is also getting more and more tired, but seeing the injured comrades one by one, he still perseveres no matter how tired he is.

The previous war was a victory, but this time it turned into a tragedy, and the audience felt very sad.

Seeing the wounded soldier give his dry food to the male protagonist, so that he would be full enough to have the strength to treat the other wounded, someone squeezed the popcorn bucket in his hand.

After consecutive defeats, the mood of the team was relatively low. The very kind instructor who was completely different from Duan Yihong in the company began to cheer everyone up.

"Our war today is to make our future generations unnecessary to war. Our suffering today is so that our future generations will not have to suffer again. We are fighting desperately with the imperialists so that our future generations will not be bullied!"

In everyone's opinion, some words are bloody, but coupled with the progress of the plot, it doesn't make people feel a little clichéd.

This is better than the one Li Qian remembers in a movie about the Beibai War. In the whole movie, there are no instructors, political commissars, and no party.

Without a political background, if you say that this is the Zhiyuan Army, people who don't know about it go to the movies, and they really don't know what kind of army it is.

As the war deepened, it became more and more heroic. In order to cope with the enemy's tactics, the regiment head of the third company went to the front of the enemy's position to lurk at the front of the enemy's position at night, and hid under the enemy's nose throughout the day the next day.

A whole regiment of thousands of people hid under the enemy's guns for nearly 24 hours.

From time to time, the enemy's machine guns would sweep across the ambush position, and the soldier who was hit would grunt and then continue to lie on his stomach without saying a word.

"Puff puff"

Under the machine gun fire, the sound of bullets piercing the flesh was so piercing in the ears of the audience.

Looking at the soldiers who endured the pain and continued to lurk after being shot in order not to expose their positions, my heart ached to death.

Except for the sound of bullets and wind, there was silence on the big screen.

There was also deathly silence in the projection hall, and everyone was breathless, as if they were afraid that their voices would expose the lurking soldiers.

The enemy's reconnaissance methods were not over, and one after another incendiary bombs hit the ambush position. Although the personnel dispersed quickly, they still fell beside many soldiers.

The fire continued to spread, and under the restless and pleading eyes of the audience, a flame finally spread to a soldier.

"Grass!"

"do not!"

Another national curse came out from the hearts of many viewers at the same time.