Siheyuan: Started at 57, he is a ruthless person who doesn’t talk much!

"superior."

After the announcer read out their names, Zhao Xiangyang stood there and waved his hands.

Suddenly, everyone lined up, turned around and walked slowly to the stage, and then a melodious and somewhat sad music sounded.

“Dear respected leaders, dear comrades who have fought side by side with us.”

"Our show is called Bright Sword, and it consists of three parts, lasting nearly 10 minutes."

As Zhao Xiangyang's voice fell.

Then the lights on the entire stage dimmed, and only a beam of light shone on Duomen and others.

"If the motherland is invaded..."

As the music progressed, Zhao Xiangyang waved his hand, and everyone opened their mouths and began to sing with great emotion.

When the nation's survival was at stake in the music, countless young men drank up the wine from their hometown.

He resolutely chose to join the army to fight against the invading enemy, and no one was afraid even if he died on the battlefield.

The spirit of daring to show one's sword began to spread throughout the scene, and many people seemed to see themselves many years ago.

Isn’t it the same?

Did he resolutely choose to step onto the battlefield, fight a desperate battle with the enemy and achieve the final victory?

Then, following Zhao Xiangyang's command, everyone was divided into two teams.

It is clear.

The identities of both parties are also very clear, and it is self-evident what they represent.

This is a duel between two cavalry companies.

One side had obviously fewer people than the invading enemy, but even in this situation they still chose to draw their swords.

"The cavalry company attacks."

Duomen drew out the command knife in his hand and spoke loudly, then rushed forward with his men.

Just a charge!

They lost most of their people, but they still did not choose to retreat.

"The cavalry company attacks!"

The two sides passed each other again, but this time Duomen was the only one left standing.

Even his hand was cut off...

In order to show the fierceness of the war, Zhao Xiangyang also asked Duomen to prepare blood bags. The red ink was still very shocking when it sprayed out.

"The cavalry company attacks..."

He glanced at his comrades around him and once again launched an attack on the invading enemy that was several times larger than his own.

This time...

He could no longer continue riding on the horse, but fell on the horse covered in blood.

Then the entire stage darkened again, and the audience in the entire auditorium were moved by the plot.

"I'll kill them..."

A man with a hot temper shouted loudly and was about to rush up to attack Chen Youliang and others.

"Don't make trouble."

“This is a show…”

Fortunately, this person was immediately held down by the people around him, and they were told that this was a performance.

"Woo!"

And then there was a burst of crying, because many people were people who had lived through that era.

Even many people have experienced this kind of tragic life and death test, and the music at the beginning infects their emotions.

Then the cavalry company protected the headquarters even when surrounded by an enemy force that outnumbered them several times.

When they still dared to draw their swords and fight to the last man, almost everyone seemed to have returned to the battlefield smoke of more than ten years ago, and emotions completely broke out at this moment.

The crying sounds below suddenly stopped as the music started.

Because the music had a different flavor, their originally explosive emotions became calmer.

Because their thoughts became distant again, as if they saw their comrades-in-arms merge into the mountains and rivers.

They were at that moment!

It seems like they have become a member of the entire country, and everything we have today is due to their efforts.

"Among the vast sea of ​​people, I am the one who..."

"..."

When the chorus ends.

The entire auditorium suddenly became silent.

After an unknown amount of time had passed, there was a huge applause.

"Wow!"

Everyone stood up from their chairs with great excitement and clapped loudly.

Then all the lights were turned on, and Zhao Xiangyang asked the team to go downstairs and change their clothes.

The three participating teams stood together waiting for the final judging from Bai Ling and others.

"Comrades, which team do you think will represent us?"

Bai Ling glanced at Zhao Xiangyang and others above, then she turned around and shouted to the crowd.

"Bright sword...bright sword..."

After hearing Bai Ling's words, everyone seemed to have discussed it beforehand.

They all shouted loudly at the same place, and the sound was so huge that it was like a tsunami.

"We also believe that the performance of the Sword Team is unmatched by us in terms of program, performance and even props."

At this time, the Minister of Logistics came forward and extended his hand in congratulations.

"Thank you all for your hard work."

Zhao Xiangyang said to the polite handshake.

"Haha, represent our police station well in the competition and try to get a good ranking."

"Yes, Xiangyang, I am optimistic about you."

"We will."

Zhao Xiangyang nodded heavily at the two of them.

"In that case, I now declare that the team representing us in the competition is the Bright Sword Team."

Seeing that everyone had the same attitude, Bai Ling announced loudly with a smile.

"We, the Bright Sword Team, will definitely work hard to get a rank back."

Zhao Xiangyang said loudly.

"Haha, that's enough. It's rare that everyone is here today."

"Let's celebrate New Year's Day together in advance."

"I've already asked the cafeteria to prepare everything. Let's go make dumplings together."

Bai Ling was in a very good mood and said to everyone with a smile.

"Okay!"

"Doing it yourself is the real way to have enough food and clothing."

"Not bad."

After hearing Bai Ling's words, the people below were all excited and expressed their desire to show their skills.

"Good boy, we are all really blessed this time."

After coming down.

Duomen and Chen Youliang came forward in a very good mood and kept praising Zhao Xiangyang.

"It is thanks to everyone's efforts that we have successfully taken this step. Now we still have a long way to go."

“So don’t be proud and complacent!”

Zhao Xiangyang warned politely.

"Hahaha, you're actually warning us."

Domon joked with a big laugh.

"Xiangyang is right. We can't be proud."

"If we can get a good ranking in the next competition, we will all be rewarded."

Chen Youliang nodded and said.

"Come on."

"Cenma Yan has something to do with this kid, so we two old guys will withdraw first."

At this time, Duomen noticed Ma Yan walking towards them and immediately teased her.

"Xiangyang!"

Ma Yan, wearing a white uniform and a hat, walked forward and shouted to Zhao Xiangyang's back.