With Xu Qian's order, the blasting team began to explode, and the city wall was directly bombarded.

"pretty."

This scene is very grand and Xu Qian is very satisfied.

The street fighting begins next.

Then a Japanese shaking a white flag on the city tower.

"Stop fighting the Eighth Route Army downstairs."

A two-divine man said loudly with a loudspeaker.

Li Yunlong immediately stretched out his right hand and signaled to pause!

"You guys look upstairs!"

The second Japanese devil said to Li Yunlong: "Do you know this woman?"

Then, a Japanese special forces member pressed Yang Xiuqin and walked up the city tower.

Yang Xiuqin was struggling constantly, trying to get rid of the Japanese.

Yamamoto Ichiki held the scabbard in his left hand and the hilt in his right hand. He looked fierce and evil, and spoke Japanese on the city tower that others could not understand.

"Since you know her, I think you must be Li Yunlong's army!"

The two Japanese translator said.

Li Yunlong walked out of the bunker and said to the other party: "Yamamoto, what kind of fuck are you a soldier? What kind of articles do you do with a woman?"

Yamamoto's tone was not good, "It was Mr. Li Yunlong. In the battle of Zhaojiayu, the gentleman fled in panic and left the women, children and elderly people. This is probably not in line with the purpose of the army."

When talking, the camera was not always given to Li Yunlong and Yamamoto Ichiki, but sometimes it was transferred to the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army.

"I'm so kind to you, I'm so kind to bring my wife back for you. How about it? Let's talk about the conditions."

"You can negotiate terms, let your people put down their weapons and get out of them. I promise not to kill anyone!"

Li Yunlong pointed at the three books and one tree and said loudly.

At the same time, the camera gave Li Yunlong several close-ups.

"Mr. Li, since 1937, have you seen a few surrendered islanders?"

Li Yunlong was very angry, pulled off the other party's military cap and shouted: "Then what are you talking about?"

Li Yunlong's eyes widened and his face showed a ferocious look.

Li Yunlong said to the person behind him, "Fire me."

Sanben Yimu became even more angry and kept saying something in Japanese.

The camera was transferred to Zhang Dabiao behind Li Yunlong.

Zhang Dabiao made a gesture to the soldiers next to him to ask for a gun. The soldier understood and handed the gun to Zhang Dabiao.

Zhang Dabiao held a long spear and aimed at the three books and one wood on the city tower.

"Mr. Li, your subordinates can't stand the loneliness. I know that there are more than one sniper aiming at my head at this time."

At this time, the camera was just right to give several snipers.

"Please advise them to put away their guns. If my head is pierced, who will protect your woman?"

Although Zhang Dabiao was very unwilling to give up, he still let go of the gun in his hand.

"Mr. Li Yunlong, don't you be so ruthless. Do you want your woman to die?"

"So I suggest that we both sides cease fire for fifteen minutes and discuss it again, otherwise, I will no longer protect your woman's safety."

Li Yunlong widened his eyes and said, "Don't do this, you and I know that you can decide the outcome of the battle in one minute. I, Li Yunlong, will not exchange the life of his soldiers for his wife!"

"Well said, leader!"

Yang Xiuqin struggled while speaking: "I, Xiuqin, are you, it's worth it to replace so many Japanese devils!"

Yang Xiuqin looked at Li Yunlong and shouted: "Captain of the regiment, fire the artillery to avenge the comrades of the Independent Regiment, and avenge hundreds of villagers in Zhaojiayu!"

Yang Xiuqin said while still struggling desperately!

Monk Wei lowered his head directly.

Yang Xiuqin shouted: "Li Yunlong, you fire the fire!"

Yang Xiuqin cried and said this sentence!

"Fire the cannon!" Li Yunlong roared.

"Don't fire."

Monk Wei stood up and was the first to stop him and said, "Captain, don't fire!"

Monk Wei hugged Li Yunlong.

"Let me take my brothers to rush again!"

Monk Wei looked at Li Yunlong with hope.

It was at this moment that Yang Xiuqin's voice came again!

"Li Yunlong, you fire the fire!"

"I am yours in life, and my devil in death!"

"Remember, I, Xiuqin, will marry you in the next life!"

"You fire the fire, don't let me look down on you! You fire the fire!"

At this time, the camera gave Li Yunlong a big close-up. Li Yunlong's eyes widened, kicked Monk Wei away with one kick, and shouted: "Fire the cannon!"

When Sanben Yimu saw that Yang Xiuqin was extremely uncooperating, she was also angry and pulled out her samurai sword!

"Fire the cannon!" Li Yunlong jumped and said.

This scene gave Li Yunlong several close-ups!

Until now, this scene has ended!

"Okay, beautiful."

Captain Li was also very sad when he saw it. Yang Xiuqin is really a woman.

Li Yunlong is the same. He looks very robbery on weekdays, but he can see it very clearly in the face of major issues. He knows that some things cannot be compromised, and if compromised, it will only cause more serious casualties.

But this was also very painful for Li Yunlong. It was equivalent to killing his wife with his own hands, and such pain could only be endured silently.

Time flies very quickly, and soon the filming of "Bright Sword" has come to an end.

Finally, it was filming the scene of Zhao Gang's death.

Zhao Gang opened his eyes, his eyes were bright, he patted Feng Nan on the back and said softly: "Hey: It's time for us to go on the road, and Liming is a good time to go on the road."

Feng Nan was already crying like rain at this time. She hugged Zhao Gang and cried bitterly, "Zhao Gang, I'm afraid, this is my heart disease. I'm afraid that when our body disappears, our soul will also drift away. Without you, I'm too lonely."

Zhao Gang smiled and said, "Don't worry, I will hold you tightly, I can't escape even if I want to."

Feng Nan wiped away the tears and showed a childlike smile on his face: "Really? You have to make the most of the money, so I can rest assured."

She gently helped Zhao Gang up and said, "Go away, my dear comrade, we are going to Siberia in the snow-covered areas..."

This ending is the ending in the novel. Xu Qian felt it was very good, so of course he stopped it. Some plots were not filmed, but after all, he would definitely not be able to pass the review.

Li Yunlong opened the drawer of the desk and found a photo album. He opened the photo album and looked at several photos of him and Zhao Gang.

The earliest one seemed to be taken in 1941. He remembered that it was taken by a reporter from the Jinsui Daily when he visited the Independent Corps. The situation was very urgent at the time and the troops were about to transfer. In the photo, both of them were holding horses, wearing tattered gray cloth uniforms, looking cowardly. There was a mullet gun with the opening of the machine head on the belt around his waist, and he didn't even close the insurance. Both of them had a very cold expression without a smile.

From this photo, we can see the severity of the situation at that time. Another photo was taken in front of Zhao Gang's house in Beijing in the 1950s. The two stood on the lawn, wearing straight general dresses, wearing the rank of major general, and the medals on their chests were bright. Their faces were as bright as spring breeze, and they smiled happily...

His eyes gradually blurred, and a mist seemed to rise in front of him, and tears kept rolling down. He used his sleeves to slid away the tears. This was useless, and new tears could not stop gushing out of his eyes. His hands and feet were trembling violently, and his heart was twitching, as if gradually cracking, and boiling blood was pouring out. He felt a little difficult to breathe, and his chest seemed to be pressed on a heavy object. He wanted to yell a few words with his throat, but his mouth opened, but there was no sound.

He bit a towel hard and couldn't help but whimper. He grabbed a handful of his old comrades in despair, as if he wanted to capture the soul of his old comrades... This reality is really cruel. The life-and-death friendship established in decades of blood and fire. In this way, the people were gone and did not fall under the enemy's gun. Zhao Gang killed himself. Those who forced him to death were actually...

A heart-wrenching pain made him cry. He cried and whispered Zhao Gang: "Old Zhao, Lao Zhao, you are not worthy of your friend... You are not friends enough, even if you have great difficulties, you should discuss it with me. You and my brother... You can't trust me. If I know, I won't let you take this step...Old Zhao, you are not friends enough, you just leave with just a swing of your hand..."

His voice became louder and louder, and finally a shocking cry broke out: "Zhao Gang, don't leave, I beg you, do you know the fuck? I hurt here, it hurts so much..." He pulled his clothes like crazy, scratched his naked chest, and beat him: "...During decades of friendship, you don't care about me? Decades of blood and hard work, just end up like this? I'm so fucking... "

With a bang!, the bedroom door was knocked open by Xiao Wu. Xiao Wu and Tian Yu rushed in, hugging Li Yunlong left and right. He turned a blind eye, his eyes were scattered and confused, and he cursed unscrupulously. He struggled, roared, and smashed his fists hard on the desk table. The glass plate on the desk was smashed to pieces under his heavy punch, and his hands were covered with blood... Xiao Wu held his arm desperately, begging with tears in his eyes: "Chief, Chief, please whisper..."

"Go to your mother..."

Li Yunlong, who had lost his mind, punched Xiao Wu two meters away and fell on his back.

He took out his pistol from the drawer and "clicked" and stood up suddenly. His eyes were red and his voice shook the house and shouted: "Zhao Gang, tell me, which bitch raised him and killed you? Tell me, I want to avenge you..." Xiao Wu jumped up from the ground...

Tian Yu hugged her husband with tears in her face. She clearly felt that the spiritual palace in Li Yunlong's heart was collapsed...

Xu Qian could only shoot very implicitly, without a specific process, and he was really confident about passing the review.

He just felt that such an ending could further sublimate the theme of "Bright Sword" to a higher level. Of course, if the above requests to be deleted, then delete it.
Chapter completed!