He is not qualified!

If he is afraid, he will be the second best money arch. At that time, the comrades around him will disappear one by one, in various forms.

It is either physical death, spiritual death, or soul death.

At that time, he probably would only deceive himself like a money dart, thinking that he would find a "successor of the robe and mantle" to protect him, which would leave behind the spark.

Even, he would be moved to himself and told the "Successor of the Rooster" that "a spark can start a prairie."

He rejected all this.

If it is time to get to the prairie, then it is now.

If you really need a spark that starts, then you are yourself.

It is not fearless because of ignorance, but understands clearly, so it is fearless.

Wang Jiao did not intend to share these inner agitations with others, and it was meaningless.

It is only now that he has further deeply felt the tenacity of the time traveler three hundred years ago, the loneliness that spans nearly a hundred years, just for a building.

The building of the Empire was built by the old predecessors not to see its majestic and spectacularity.

Instead, in order to see the collapse of the Empire State Building, only its collapse can be a more spectacular beautiful scenery.

...

"Open the fire."

"Open fire!!!"

Boom! Boom! Boom

The artillery bombardment in Yuezhou began again. With artillery fire, engineers kept digging along the trenches. At this time, propelling a little bit is an advantage.

As long as you reach the enemy's position, it is time to launch a charge.

"Grouter!"

"Grouter!!!"

"have!"

The grenade did not sway the grenade because this was a village, a method of trench propulsion, and the most consumed was excavation tools and rations.

Unlike the "Xiangbei Security Division", the migrant workers on the guard division are very active. Almost as long as they decide on the target of attack, they start working in the local area. The gunfire sounds are constantly sounding, and they will not stop either.

Bullets flying above my head, this kind of excitement of killing in the rain of bullets has become the glory of my fellow villagers.

When the Revolutionary Army launched a charge with a bayonet, the timid fellow villagers in the past would lie in the trenches and watch the battle from afar.

The soldiers' "bang" on their chests made them talk about it with relish.

How far apart, whom you hit, or whether you hit it, are all things that can be bets in the migrant workers.

"That's why I'm very accurate."

Through the village wall, two grenade launchers were shot and exploded inside. The migrant workers' eyes were lit. It was the old landlord's compound. If these two guns were down, they would definitely have something to explode.

"Shooting, shooting, getting on!"

Holding the vegetable dumplings, the cat was behind the sandbag, watching the battle situation through the holes. The dirt-faced migrant workers were excited to see it. They didn't dare to think about it or do it before. Now the Revolutionary Army has done everything they can't dream of in their dreams.

It's really enjoyable.

It's so satisfying!

When the charge rang, the migrant workers behind the trenches and sandbags stood up with dry food and vegetable dumplings, because the scene at this time was the most exciting.

There is no beautiful view, comparable to this one.

Even the opera troupe can't perform such a good show during the holidays.

“Oh oh oh oh oh!!”
Chapter completed!