The reborn little painting treasure had a great time in the 1960s

When a group of people were still discussing how to make a cool appearance next time, they suddenly heard a burst of orderly footsteps. They turned around and saw a group of soldiers walking towards them.

Walking in the front were a few people wearing neat military uniforms. Their steps were steady but not powerful.

"Look, the troops are coming!" someone whispered.

Tang Hua whispered, "The mission has already begun from the moment we jumped down."

After hearing this, the group of people immediately stood up and looked directly at the person who came.

She carefully observed the people walking in front of her and found that four of them seemed to have high status. She had already seen their information in Kyoto before coming. One of them was the political commissar whose voice she heard in the morning, and the other three were division commanders.

When the group of soldiers approached, Tang Hua noticed a look of surprise on their faces, as if they had not expected that the special forces were a group of young people.

The teachers' expressions were serious. Their eyes swept across everyone and then stopped on Tang Hua. Tang Hua could feel their scrutinizing gazes, but she met their gazes without fear.

Tang Hua also noticed a flash of contempt in the political commissar's eyes. Although it was only for a moment, she still keenly captured this detail. She thought to herself: This person is somewhat flawed. He must have risen through the backstage.

Tang Hua calmly took out his officer certificate and handed it to them, but his eyes never left their faces, observing every change in their expressions.

The political commissar looked at the information on the officer's ID card, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, but he quickly concealed it, with a barely perceptible smile on the corner of his mouth. The other three division commanders had no expression on their faces, and seemed not to care about it.

Tang Hua secretly observed their faces and couldn't help but sneer in his heart.

This political commissar looks sanctimonious, but in fact he is a complete hypocrite. From his hypocritical smile and cunning eyes, you can see his sinister heart. He is rotten to the core.

As for the other three people, two of them were obviously lackeys, accomplices to the evil; and although the other one did not directly participate in the evil, he chose to remain silent in the face of this situation, perhaps because he was afraid of retaliation, or for other unspeakable reasons.

But none of this matters. Tang Hua has decided not to pursue the matter any further. Someone will have to take over when the time comes, and these people, whether good or bad, will be offline soon.

When she looked at the silent teacher, she found a hint of worry in his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure.

Tang Hua guessed that he might know some inside information but couldn't say it for some reason. However, she didn't intend to ask further. After all, she had more important things to deal with now.

The political commissar looked at them and said, "Thank you for your hard work. Let's take a break today. We will have a meeting tomorrow morning to discuss the current situation."

Tang Hua ignored him and turned to ask the other three people, "Do you three also think that we should take a break before discussing this?"

"Political Commissar, we have sacrificed so many soldiers. Shouldn't we now focus on the situation on the other side? Are you letting us rest today and have a meeting tomorrow to give the other side enough time to destroy our special forces?"

These words were spoken without any beating around the bush and struck directly at the hearts of these people.

He glanced at him fiercely and said, "We are going to know the other party's information right now. I hope you will cooperate."

Political Commissar Xiang felt that he had been humiliated, and he also felt that his status was higher than theirs, so he said with an unhappy face, "You may not know how dangerous the southerners are. Letting you have a good rest is also for your own good."

"Heh, then everyone here knows that the people of the South Country have evil intentions, so why do they keep losing the war? Is it because you are standing there doing nothing, or is there another reason? For example, false intelligence?"

Tang Zimo raised a mocking arc at the corner of his mouth, and glanced at the people in front of him with cold eyes. He exuded an invisible pressure, and his voice was as piercing as ice, making everyone present shiver.

"Look at your soldiers, they are like a pile of loose sand. Let alone our 101 people, I alone can make tens of thousands of you cry for your parents!" Tang Zimo suddenly raised his voice and shouted.

His words were like a bomb, instantly causing uproar among the crowd.

Those officers who were originally arrogant and domineering were now red in the face and retreated one after another in fear, while Tang Zimo approached step by step with such majestic momentum that people could not look directly at him.

At this time, Gu Bei stood up, his eyes were cold and firm, holding a sharp dagger in his hand, his voice was low and powerful: "Why? Officers, why don't you lead the way? Do you want to test the strength of our special forces?"

His words were like a cold wind that blew through everyone's hearts, making them feel unprecedented pressure.

Everyone's faces turned pale, their eyes filled with resentment and anger, but facing Gu Bei's questioning, they did not dare to respond easily.

After all, although the special forces team was only established three years ago, everyone who can enter has the strength of a soldier king, and no one wants to be the first victim.

Therefore, several officers could only glare at Tang Zimo and Gu Bei with gritted teeth, secretly swearing in their hearts that they must find an opportunity to retaliate.

The political commissar was a little scared when he saw them like this, but he still said, "We don't deny that you are strong, but in terms of your rank, don't you have to obey our arrangements? You are committing insubordination. I will report to Kyoto and transfer more people."

His voice was somewhat threatening, as if he wanted to make Tang Zimo and the others surrender.

However, Tang Zimo and Gu Bei were not frightened by his words. Instead, they sneered and said, "Rebellion? Does this political commissar think he is an ancient emperor who has the final say?"

Their eyes were full of disdain and ridicule, as if they did not take these so-called superiors seriously at all.

At this time, Feng Sihan also stood up, his eyes were calm and steady. Although his momentum was not as strong as the two people next to him, he should not be underestimated. He said calmly: "We are not disrespecting our superiors, we just hope to carry out the task according to the actual situation.

If the mission fails due to some unnecessary reasons, that would be truly irresponsible. Who among you here would take the responsibility?" His words were simple, but they were irrefutable.

Tang Hua looked at their fearless behavior and was too lazy to speak. Instead, he waved his hand and said, "Two of you, tie these people up first. Captain, gather all the soldiers. I have something to say. Let's go to the training ground."

After a while, several people were tied up. These people were doing the most cruel things in the most dangerous place. They did not do their proper work every day. Their fighting power was so low that any strong man from the village could knock them down, let alone the soldiers. Tang Hua shook his head, thinking that those soldiers should have died with their eyes open.