Lao Tzu is a Warlord

　　It's different now. Since he, Tang Qingyu, is here, he wants to let the flag of China shine over the whole world.

　　Let the Chinese people stand up completely and hold their heads high.

　　If I don't go to hell, whoever goes to hell, let him be an abominable warlord.

　　It doesn't matter if others hate him, as long as he leads China to prosperity, he will admit it, it's better than being bullied by a bad guy. .

Chapter 450 Attacking Yang Ling's Defense Position

　　China in modern history has left the world with the impression that it is weak and incompetent?

　　After the Sino-Japanese War of [-]-[-], the western powers set off a frenzy to carve up China, and China was even more vulnerable to Little Japan.

　　Little Japan is a small country, how can it bully Huaxia and show off its power.

　　Tang Qingyu must not agree, and must wipe them all out.

　　It corresponds to the poem:

　　If you see or don't see me, I will be there, neither sad nor happy.

　　If you read or don't read me, the love is there, and it doesn't come or go.

　　If you love or don't love me, love is there, not increasing or decreasing.

　　…………

　　Regardless of other forces in China or all forces in the world, he will not care. He will use his strongest posture to tell the world that Chinese people must stand at the top of the world, even if they have a bad reputation.

　　Tang Qingyu lay on the single bed on the march. At this time, there was another person following him, Yang Ling from the Military Intelligence Department, as one of his lovers, he also brought him this time.

707 Yang Ling was arranging his clothes and documents. Her slender back and slender waist clearly revealed her tun, exuding a kind of graceful lines, which aroused Tang Qingyu's heart.

　　If someone thinks that Yang Ling is just an ordinary woman, it is a big mistake, because there are calluses between her finger bones, which looks very lethal, and her elbows also have calluses.

　　Yang Ling stretched out her hands very well, and she was also a master at the peak of Ming Jin. She could hit more than a dozen by herself.

　　Just like the scene in the movie "Ip Man", in the dark prison cell, the thin Ip Man lowered his head, pointed at a group of Japanese, stretched out a finger, and said disdainfully: "I want to hit ten!"

　　This kind of woman is not something anyone can subdue.

　　Only Tang Qingyu could surrender. At this time, Yang Ling was wearing a close-fitting women's military uniform, with her slender tui exposed outside the skirt, shining white under the light.

　　Tang Qingyu looked at it with green eyes, good guy, these are long legs, although I often look at it, but every time I look at it, it is dazzling and jiangyan.So now he is watching (bcdc) without blinking his eyes.

　　"Ah, Führer, what are you looking at?"

　　Yang Ling, who had just packed up, turned around and met Tang Qingyu's eyes like hungry wolves.This kind of look made Yang Ling, who was usually a bit bold, suddenly startled: "Can you stop looking at me with this kind of look?"

　　Tang Qingyu laughed loudly: "Don't use this kind of look, what kind of look? Who made your figure so good, it makes me fascinated!"

　　Yang Ling shook her head and smiled wryly, but she still had some joy on her face. Although she is a beautiful woman from Jiangnan, she still likes to hear the other party's compliments. After all, she admires the other party and likes the other party very much. Who would stand in the way of the person she loves? What about praise?What's more, his usually domineering eyes, now looking at her enthralled, can't help but make her feel happy.

　　There is no woman in the world who doesn't think about a powerful man, and she is no exception.

　　So she said with a grin, "I have tidyed up your bed and bed, and I have also tidyed up your clothes. You go ahead and rest, I'm leaving." Although she wanted to leave, her eyes were always on him, and she didn't move a bit .

　　Tang Qingyu stood up, and laughed: "I don't want to sleep, how can I sleep when you come, where else can you go besides going here, the female soldiers' camp?"

　　"You like to let me go to the women's barracks so much, okay, I'll leave right away." Yang Ling suddenly turned cold, then turned slightly, and made a move to leave.

　　It's just that she didn't leave, and there was no movement for a long time. Seeing that there was no reaction from behind, she immediately turned around and said coquettishly: "Can't you keep me..."

　　Before she finished speaking, she felt a darkness in front of her eyes, and then her incense/chun was sealed by Shi's big wet mouth, and the smell of tobacco in her mouth was stuffed straight in, and she/head directly blocked her mouth mouth.

　　A burst of fa-style shiwen made Yang Ling Chuan breathless.

　　After a long time, the two separated.

　　"Hey, you are such a big beauty of jiao/Didi, how could I let you go, and it wouldn't be a pity to let you go?" Tang Qingyu smiled and licked Tian's lips on purpose, let alone, This little girl is still delicious.

　　"Hmph, now I'm thinking of me, why didn't you just keep me?" Yang Ling smiled slightly, her heart was pounding, the feeling just now was too subtle and domineering.

　　"Well, I'll keep you now." Tang Qingyu hugged him domineeringly, then crawled into the military uniform with his big hands, and began to rub the crisp/rabbit.

　　The strong masculinity made Yang Ling lean on Tang Qingyu's chest all of a sudden, her whole body limp: "Oh, God, does he want me?"

　　At this moment, Yang Ling's beautiful eyes shone with a charming light, and her fair little face appeared rosy, making her look extraordinarily charming.

　　It was getting dark.

　　Tang Qingyu hugged Yang Ling, and walked slowly towards the single-person window: "Let's stay here tonight."

　　Not long after, there were bursts of noise in the tent.

　　There is also the long moan of a woman.

　　…………

　　The sky also started to light up.

　　Tang Qingyu woke up habitually, with a fair-skinned woman by his side, and only then remembered the madness of last night.

　　Looking down, he saw the beauty in his arms sleeping soundly, with her legs wrapped around his waist, the slippery/nini feeling made him very comfortable.

　　Involuntarily stretched out his hand fu/ to touch the delicate and smooth back, smiled slightly, and poked towards the small opening, another wen.

　　"Yeah..." Yang Ling, who was sleepy, opened her eyes and cooperated involuntarily, which made Tang Qingyu's interest greatly increased, and she started to move, and then...

　　Then Yang Ling's body started to heat up due to Tang Qingyu, and her eyes were a little watery. Tang Qingyu laughed, knowing what the little girl was doing again.

　　So he turned over and put her under him. He lightly fired the cannon and blasted into the opponent's position. Immediately, Yang Ling let out a long moan, which aroused Tang Qingyu even more, and then blasted quickly.

　　In the tents of the barracks, the temperature has heated up.

　　A piece of warmth.

　　After a long time, the two stopped fighting and stopped sweating profusely. .

Chapter 451 Not good, it's the plane of the Chinese

　　Just when Tang Qingyu and his chief of the military intelligence department got bored.

　　The battle over there is already underway.

　　This was a sudden and unexpected battle, because when the 40th Division occupied the defensive position of the Yamato Kangsheng Division, it stopped attacking.

　　Although, Little Japan would not think that the Iron Blood Army would just give up the attack and not relax their vigilance, but they would never have thought that this was the real beginning.

　　The second wave of attack has come.

　　They thought that the second wave of counterattacks would last for a few days.

　　…………

　　It was Jia Dayong, the leader of the reconnaissance squadron, who first started the prelude to the second wave of counterattack.

　　Jia Dayong can be regarded as an unlucky person. He was originally a pilot of the National Army. He fought against the Japanese army. For some reason, he ran in the wrong direction and went to the Iron Command area.

　　The final situation can be imagined, became a member of the Jagged Army Air Force, and was assigned to the reconnaissance brigade of the Second Division of the Air Force.

　　From the very beginning, the Scouting Brigade was a marginal existence in the Jagged Army.

　　Because every bombing and battle relies on the coordinates of Tang Qingyu's holographic system to complete the task.In the past, it was possible to do this when there were few planes, but now there are more planes, and several divisions are stationed in other areas. Tang Qingyu is a human being, not a god, so he can't handle it at all.

　　So the current investigative brigade has gradually played a symbolic role.

　　Pre-battle scouting is an essential course.

　　When Jia Dayong was assigned to this investigation squadron at the beginning, he wanted to die. On weekdays, he had nothing to do with him at all, and he was the only one in an investigation squadron.

　　What is this called? He has become a polished commander.

　　He thought about it again, what did the iron-blooded army rely on for investigation, and they were all so accurate.

　　Well now, the reconnaissance squadron has been valued, and he personally went to other brigades to pick people and formed the reconnaissance squadron.

　　No, he is posing as a Qingluan-3A reconnaissance plane, flying in the sky to investigate the situation below.

　　"Fuck, the weather is too cold today, grandma's bear, where the hell is the bastard's heavy artillery brigade, I have to go back and get under the covers!"

　　The nearby wingman grumbled into his radio headset.

　　"Get under the bed, you fucking want to get under the bed of a woman, don't complain, hurry up and watch the terrain, find the position of the heavy artillery brigade!"

　　Jia Dayong couldn't help but lose his temper, and looked down, but it's cloudy now, the clouds in the sky are thick, and it's so gray that he can't see clearly.

　　As a last resort, Jia Dayong pushed the joystick down and pressed down on the fuselage, and it seemed like he lost control. He went down all of a sudden, and came to the bottom of 300 meters, just passing through the clouds, and he could see some things.

　　The scenery on the ground comes into view, and the sun shines through the clouds, forming spots, like a dreamlike scene, just like a picture in a fairy tale.

　　Even though Jia Dayong is a big bastard, he still feels fascinated by such a scene, and of course he also knows what he is here for now.

　　He wanted to find the location of the Heavy Artillery Brigade, and then report to the Flying Brigade for them to bomb.

　　So he drove the Qingluan-3A reconnaissance plane, and began to sway in the air, leading two wingmen to gallop away, looking for the legendary heavy artillery brigade.

　　After a while, he really saw some movement below, so he flew over.

　　Gradually, it became clear that this was a huge convoy, heading towards Little Japan's Liaoning defense line.

　　Arai Nagato is the head of the heavy artillery brigade of the Japanese Kwantung Army. At this time, he is sitting in the co-pilot's seat of the truck, leading the convoy slowly to the destination.

　　Recently, an arsenal in the Philippines produced a batch of 122mm cannons. As soon as they were shipped to the northeast, they were assigned to his brigade. At the moment, his brigade is all cannons. The firepower is so powerful that he is the head of the heavy artillery brigade. unprecedented.

　　"Yaoxi, this time I am not afraid of the Chinese tanks. The 122mm cannon is the killer of tanks. I don't believe that the Chinese tanks can withstand the shelling of the 122mm cannon!"

　　Arai Nagato became a little proud at the moment, bragging to the chief of staff behind him.

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　　The straight ballistic trajectory of the 122mm cannon is just a good player for tanks.

　　"Your Excellency, Brigade Commander, is wise. This time, the people of China will be bloodied. When the imperial army counterattacks and invades the territory of Rehe, hehe, there are many American and German women there, and the taste must be better than the imperial women. Although the women in the empire are gentle like sheep, how can those women in the United States and Germany be wild?"

　　The chief of staff chuckled: "I remember that with your brigade commander, in the Tusu line area, you just messed with a Soviet woman. That feeling, tsk tsk, is still unforgettable."

　　Changto Arai suddenly thought of something, and he became a little embarrassed. The big Yangma in the Soviet Union was really good, but there was really, alas, there was no Chinese National People's Congress. He was comfortable, but the big Yangma was not very comfortable.

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　　Every time he thought of this, he felt a little embarrassed.

　　Suddenly, his eyes wrinkled suddenly, and his ears were slowly listening.