HCB Chapter 171: Family hatred and national hatred
Chapter 171: Family hatred and national hatred
on the big truck.
The driver's elder brother's voice, with a Liaodong accent, spoke loud and clear.
The surrounding truck drivers also rolled their windows.
He looked at Fatty Wang and the villagers of Baima Village not far away.
There is only one road from the city to Baima Village.
At this moment, there was a long queue on the road.
In the ice and snow, the team is like a dragon dance...
And in the sky that drivers and art troupes can't see.
Lin Yan watched this scene in shock.
Beside him, the white Canglong whispered and spoke in a low voice.
"That sentence...was said by Xia Qingyun of the Liaodong War Federation, the sixth unit...
"That time, Xia Qingyun encountered an ambush at the foot of the mountain and was seriously injured. He was shot eight times in different parts of his body. I reluctantly hanged his life, but in the ice and snow, there was no medicine and no bandages..."
"I reluctantly helped him take out the bullet, but the bleeding, suppuration, infection... I couldn't save it no matter how I tried to save it. At that time, I had already been punished by the Heavenly Dao for using my vain power many times, and I was struck by the thunder once again... Unable to maintain a human posture, in the world!"
"And I have to separate a large part of the dragon soul to prevent Japanese slaves and find the resources in Liaodong's underground..."
"I can only watch him bleed more and more in the end..."
"The day before his bones were completely cold, Lao Xia, who had been in a coma, suddenly woke up and said to us: Lao Zhao, I dreamed that the group of evil spirits were driven away, and we rode horses on the crowded streets, everywhere It's all bunting and flowers..."
"I always thought that not many people knew Lao Xia's name...even the entire battle alliance, not many people knew..."
"People may remember the Tianfu troops wearing the flag of death, but not many people remember the battle alliance of "the battle alliance has passed since then, and the descendants have never stopped"..."
"I always thought that..."
And right now.
Fatty Wang, who had been holding the phone and watched the live broadcast, suddenly spoke loudly.
"Why don't you remember!
"Which of the people in Liaodong doesn't know about the Battle Alliance, General Yang, or General Zhao's..."
"The heavy snow in the sky knows their footprints, there is the sound of their fighting in the forest, and the silly roe deer have seen their shrinking.
"People in Liaodong remember that in Liaodong, every household used to be a vegetarian!!!
"In the world of ice and snow, we are the bravest!!
"Isn't it!!!
Fatty Wang was hoarse.
He didn't even know why he was so excited today.
In the eyes of his daughter, whom he had already sent to the city to study.
My own father who runs a pig farm!
Just an insensitive upstart.
If you don't make progress, you read less, and you are a bit self-righteous.
Mingming heard from her mother that her father, who also joined the army when he was young, is a handsome young man.
As a result, after changing careers, in the society, after working hard for a few years, it became like this...
But Fatty Wang knew it himself.
what kind of person he is.
Drinking ice for ten years, it is difficult to cool the blood...
As long as the summer needs.
He can drag this body of fat at any time and rush into the battlefield.
He is a native of Liaodong who grew up listening to the old people in the village telling stories about the Alliance of War...
When he was very young, he circled the old people in the village and counted the scars on their bodies.
Fatty Wang wiped the tears from his face at this moment.
The truck driver opposite him and the young people from the Liaodong Folk Art Troupe all looked at Fatty Wang in a daze.
Afterwards, they glanced at the live broadcast on the mobile phone and realized that Fatty Wang was talking to the white Canglong in the live broadcast... that was the legendary Great Qin's eldest son... Fusu!!!
They were also a little dazed at this time.
Some were not sure whether that Fatty Wang was an actor, or whether he was shaking the villagers of Baima Village.
At this moment, Fatty Wang also knew that he was afraid that he would not be able to explain it no matter what.
It's just that the live broadcast of that ghost is real.
Really he is not afraid.
He has never done anything wrong in his life!!!
The only regret is that there may be no way to avenge the past fellow in Liaodong!
At this moment, Fatty Wang looked at the two actors on the bus opposite, as well as those big truck drivers, and simply walked towards them.
"They're all from Liaodong, aren't they 々"!
"We Liaodong people are welcome to each other.
"Those things on the trucks were donated by fellow villagers in Liaodong!
The driver in the truck nodded in confusion.
Then don't forget to add one more thing.
"Our boss said!
"He has done nothing good for Liaodong for so many years. 35
"But this time, Liaodong can't lose face... Liaodong wasn't not fired at that time, the bloody man in Liaodong wanted to take back Liaodong more than anyone! 35
"Retake the Songali River!"
The truck drivers behind also spoke up.
"My boss said the same thing...and that...that's what I want to say too. Liaodong didn't bow his head back then! There's no need for any state in Daxia to do poorly!"
"Our boss said that our sewing factory has nothing to send, but we can send some colorful flags for the remaining fabrics..."
"This is a fireworks factory. Our factory manager said that we should light up all the fireworks of these cars, and make the snow field brighter than the neon of the city..."
"Our meat factory brought pork here... but you seem to have already prepared pork-killing dishes..."
"This is from the iron and steel factory... I have nothing to give... It's our old factory manager, who once asked us to use the remaining scrap iron to pour the sculpture of the War Union... This sculpture has been in the factory, and has not been placed. Come out...this time, it should be sent here
The front bus, the group of two turned actors.
At this moment, the door was also opened.
Jumped out of the car.
The leader is a middle-aged man...
He smiled embarrassedly.
"Our art troupe has nothing to offer.
"If between heaven and earth, there really are fellow Liaodong villagers who have suffered and suffered, let's sing a few little songs."
At this moment, Fatty Wang couldn't help crying.
But he still grinned.
"What are you waiting for!"
"Then let's get started!
"Place the flowers, light the fireworks, and pull out the bronze statue!
Fatty Wang's voice paused.
He raised the phone.
In the camera of the mobile phone, the opposite of him is a pitch-black ghost.
At this moment, Fatty Wang's voice was low.
"If this is the case, you are still not awake..." 9
"You are going too far!
"People from Liaodong are all open and bright... there is no aunt like you..."
In the snowfield.
The villagers of Baima Village, at this moment, all ran over to help the truck unload the goods.
The black resentful souls all over the place are even more confused.
But they saw it.
The actors of the folk art troupe wore large-flowered cotton-padded jackets.
The suona sounded.
The actors began to sing and play in the snow. When I sang the "Big West Wing" again.
When they saw, box after box of fireworks were pulled out.
A crackling sound sounded.
But not gunshots.
But when the sky is full of grand fireworks rain.
When they saw that the snow field was filled with flowers and bunting that they had never seen before.
These dark ghosts and ghosts.
Seems to finally realize something.
Gradually, one by one, I couldn't hold back any longer.
On their bodies, chapped marks began to appear.
It was the dark resentment that covered them, the signs of shattering and falling off...
And at the same time.
Behind Lin Yan, Zhang Xinyi also cried so loudly.
Lin Yan turned his head there and patted Zhang Xinyi's head.
"Are you ok?
"Why are you crying so hard this time! 35
Zhang Xinyi sobbed and opened her mouth...
"I...I just think..."
"It's really good for me to be born in Daxia..."
"Because the shot is here, I can live a smooth and happy life all my life! 55
"I am just a child in an ordinary family in Daxia, and I have never suffered from war in the twenty years of my life! 35
"I have the opportunity to be educated, and I have never suffered any discrimination from classmates of different ethnic groups. As long as my parents work hard, they can support their families! 99
"From childhood to adulthood, disasters have been in my memory, heavy snow, floods, earthquakes, but none of them made me feel like I was fighting alone or had nothing to do with me! 35
"My first school bag in elementary school said that I welcome my compatriots to return to Daxia, the spaceship flew into space, the athletes were in the world arena, and they kept winning championships... It's amazing, really amazing! 99
"I don't need to be rich to eat pork, beef and mutton at any time, and almost all cities can buy a wide variety of fruits, even if it's not in season, even if the origin is foreign!
"My college classmates told me that in less than two years after he graduated, every city in the state where his hometown is located has opened a high-speed rail, and as long as he is willing, he can meet the people he wants as quickly as possible!"
"I can work in any industry I want, go to any city in Daxia to develop, and order takeout if you don't want to move. There are air conditioners on the bus, and a mobile phone can realize payment for all consumption places!"
"I don't have time to move my fingers to deliver the goods to the door, I can walk on the street with my chest up, and I can travel to foreign countries with confidence, and I don't need much money to enjoy these!"
"I have lived a smooth and happy life... But eighty years ago... Da Xia was still alive, starving, and disasters were everywhere... Twenty years ago, we were still being bullied..."
~We are nearly 300 years behind the world, but it only took a few decades to overtake them with all our might..."
"Even now, there are still places that are not good enough, places that are not perfect, and places that are not so beautiful, but every time there is a disaster, it is never one, or a group of people..."
"There will always be people who are willing and willing to come forward
"He's amazing, really amazing..."
"I love him so much! 35
The more Zhang Xinyi spoke, the louder she cried.
Lin Yan smiled softly and did not speak.
The white-haired Fusu also smiled at this moment.
He saw that the sky really ignited a grand rain of fireworks.
Fireworks are in full bloom.
Above the snowfields, the mountains and plains are full of flowers and colorful flags.
The aroma of meat and vegetables in the big iron pot kept drifting away.
The high-pitched suona sound, with the two actors turning into actors, the loud and clear voice spread all around.
"It's hard to let go of Yingyingmei, don't wear red makeup at Jiuli Caoqiao!"
"Bashui Chang'an went to the scientific expedition, and at seven o'clock was awarded the champion.
"Heroes meeting before the six-mile banquet, and fame in front of Wufeng Tower.""
"The golden seal of the four sides hangs on the chest, and three cups of royal wine accompany the king."
"The two horses ran back and forth, welcoming Young Master Zhuangyuan Lang all the way..."
And accompanied by the traditional duo sound of the minor key.
It was originally pitch-dark, only dressed in woo hoo ah, or roaring and roaring ghost Li Gui, there was actually a resentful ghost, Li ghost, an actor who started to follow the two of them.
Sing along!!!
The humming sound was small at first.
But then more and more people hummed along.
Eventually the sound grew louder.
There are more and more resentful ghosts and ghosts humming along.
And at the same time.
Those grievous ghosts and resentful souls have a heavy dark resentment on their bodies.
At this moment, it finally cracked completely.
Black resentment, like cracked dry mud, fell to the ground.
What reappeared were pure souls exuding a faint blue-white light.
The white-haired Fusu, looking at this scene, finally showed a smile on the face that had been distressed.
"finally……"
And at the same time.
The gate of the underworld.
Also at this time, floating in the air...
The door opens.
The yin inside was strong, and there was already a group of red souls standing by the gate, waiting to lead a new batch of fellow villagers to the yin.
Lin Yan looked back at Fusu.
"He worked hard to help Mr. Su, for so many years, he has carried the resentment of millions of ghosts in Liaodong!"
"I will send them to the underworld..."
"What we have to solve later are those headless generals, the volunteer troops of Liaodong, and the battle alliance of Liaodong.
The white-haired Fusu nodded.
"Yes! 35
"Those warriors deserve glory and a happy ending."
And when the white-haired Fusu and Lin Yan sighed with emotion!
It was a peaceful snowfield before.
There are already several strands of red lines, straight into the sky.
The white-haired Fusu's complexion changed.
His attention just now was all focused on the White Horse Village.
Forget those battle spirits once they help Su.
His talisman was afraid that it would be torn to shreds in an instant.
And at the same time.
In the snowfield, the shouting and killing sounded to the sky at this moment.
"You can't retreat even an inch of land, but you can resist with force. The life and death of Daxia is here, and if there is a conflict, the Liaodong Bridge will be our grave!
"I have made up my mind to die for my country, and I have vowed not to retreat easily, and I will not try to steal my life for a moment. Before I die, I will demand a considerable price from the Japanese slaves. I will fight the enemy to the end with every shot and bullet left! 35
"I live and my country perishes, and my country survives when I die!"
"Family hatred for the country, wait for when! The Japanese slaves bullied my compatriots and demanded repayment of their blood debts!
"One should defend Liaodong!" Dong.