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Chapter 25 For the Motherland [Thanks Brother Li Yuanyuan 100 Points]

The Wolf Warrior Team also encountered two combat teams of Yamamoto Ichiki's special forces. Long Xiaoyun killed seven Japanese soldiers with both guns in his hand, and the team members killed three. Only two of them were scratched by bullets on the Wolf Warrior's arms.

Hearing gunshots on both sides of the left and right, and the sound of submachine guns quickly became weaker. Yamamoto Ichiki knew that he had encountered a tough guy and ordered his retreat with a gloomy face.

Five Japanese soldiers protected Yamamoto Ichiki in the middle and retreated quickly.

When they found Yamamoto Ichiki was about to run away, Qiao Er and Long Xiaoyun commanded the Xueying and the Wolf Warrior assault team to advance desperately. They also began to take action, and the Japanese who stopped them were shot and fell to the ground.

Long Xiaoyun made a gesture to Qiao Er and led people to quickly advance toward Yamamoto Ichiki, while Qiao Er directed the Snow Eagle Squad to cover fire.

Bang bang bang bang!

The shell gun in Long Xiaoyun's hand shot continuously, and the five Japanese soldiers beside Kazuki Yamamoto were shot on the forehead and fell to the ground.

The pursuers were clenched, and the back road was blocked. Yamamoto Ichiki grabbed a grenade from the front of Xiong and looked at Long Xiaoyun with a ferocious look.

"I have a kind of string pulling!" Long Xiaoyun sneered when he saw Yamamoto Ichiki sneering at the end but didn't have the courage to pull the string and fight desperately.

"Baga!" Yamamoto's hands trembled and roared to pull the strings.

Bang!

The grenade fell to the ground, Yamamoto Ichiki's wrist was shot, and blood was flowing. He was stunned for a second, and then screamed in pain.

Qiao Er put away the 88 sniper, "Are you the instructor of the Japanese?"

The Snow Eagle and Wolf Warriors began to clean the battlefield. The agents used American equipment, M3 submachine guns, non-reflective helmets, combat vests, and boots, which were all good things.

The two team members put Yamamoto Ichigi to Lin Qiang.

Lin Qiang collected the golden treasure chest behind Yamamoto Ikki and asked someone to stop Yamamoto Ikki. Although Yamamoto Ikki was just a colonel, he had close contact with the top Japanese army leaders and had a lot of important information in his mind. Lin Qiang would not let him die easily.

"Captain Dragon!" Qiao Er respectfully saluted Long Xiaoyun. In this battle, the Snow Eagle Team sacrificed 3 people and injured 5 people. The Wolf Warrior Team was slightly injured. The judge was immediately verified, and Qiao Er was willing to accept the loss.

"Instructor Qiao!" Long Xiaoyun returned the gift solemnly.

On the back mountain of Heiyun Village, a silent team of Yaque stood in front of three new tombs. The three bluestones were engraved with the words "The Tomb of the Martyr King, Tan Long and Zhang Ergou".

Lin Qiang stood in front, holding incense in both hands, bowing to the tombstone.

"Fire the gun!" Qiao Er said solemnly.

Bang bang bang bang!

Everyone raised their guns toward the sky 45 degrees, and the gunshots resounded throughout the mountains.

After everyone left, the two soldiers stood with guns with serious expressions, and they guarded the heroic souls of the martyrs who died bravely.

"Commander, do you think we have a future in doing this?" Qiao Er was obviously drunk and looked directly at Lin Qiang with red eyes.

"Yes, we are killing the Japanese, but we are bandits. Even if we kill many Japanese, we are bandits, and we will be put on the list."

"Blood and tears, how can I be worthy of my dead brother?"

"Commander, tell me, how should we go in the future?"

Long Xiaoyun had a slight cheek and stared at Lin Qiang with beautiful eyes. As time travelers, they knew very well that the direction of history. After the founding of New China, many people who surrendered from the national army were settled by the autumn after the autumn, let alone bandits like them? If the roots are not correct, they are the original sin.

Lin Qiang was stunned. Qiao Er and Long Xiaoyun were still struggling with this now.

What's wrong with the bandits?

The Eighth Route Army was also called the Red Bandits and the Communist Bandits, and they established a new China differently.

History is always written by the winner!

Power comes from the barrel of a gun. If there is a gun, someone with strength, he has the right to speak.

Can't understand such a simple truth?

After a few rounds of thoughts, Lin Qiang understood a little. Qiao Er and Long Xiaoyun had been strictly trained in the army in their previous lives. They must be infinitely loyal to the country in their thoughts. It is definitely unacceptable to let them stand opposite to the Eighth Route Army.

"I ask you, is China strong when you sacrificed?"

Qiao Er nodded: "Of course it's powerful. With the USS Liaoning aircraft carrier, there will be more aircraft carriers. Who dares to underestimate China?"

"Don't underestimate?" Lin Qiang sneered, "Don't underestimate, the Philippines dares to clamor with China in the South China Sea? Don't underestimate, the little Japanese dares to say that the Diaoyu Islands belong to them? Don't underestimate, the United States dares to bomb the Chinese Embassy in Yugoslavia? Don't underestimate, the Indian San dares to clamor for Tibet as theirs? Don't underestimate, the South Korean club dares to deploy THAAD at the doorstep of China's country? Don't underestimate, Fatty Jin dares to conduct nuclear explosion experiments under the ground of China's nose?"

Qiao Er was speechless, and Long Xiaoyun's beautiful eyes became brighter and brighter.

"That's right, when we left, China was already a powerful country, but it was not a superpower like the United States!"

"Now, the opportunity to change the course of history is in our hands. You also asked me where the road is and how to go?"

Long Xiaoyun said anxiously: "Commander, what do you mean is that we can build a stronger new China?"

Qiao Er was anxious: "Isn't that rebellion?"

"Fuck!" Lin Qiang kicked Qiao Er down with one kick.

"A fucking counter-attack! No one can change the historical process, and we are time travelers. You two should not limit your attention to China, but look at the whole world. The United States rose in World War II and established a military base around the world. Why can't we? We are bandits, but we don't steal the Chinese."

"Now the Japanese invade China, we must have to fuck him. If all the Japanese invade China are killed, we will go to their country and continue to do it and kill their emperor. Not only do we have to fuck the Japanese, but we also have to fuck the kids, the South Bangzi, the North Bangzi, the Philippines... Whoever doesn't fight against China, we will do it, and the United States will do it!"

"What if they put pressure on China?" Qiao Er asked.

"Pig Brain, you, we are bandits. We have been abroad for a long time when the Japanese devils who killed China have already gone abroad. Besides, the senior officials are not fools. They just turn a blind eye and pretend not to see it. In the face of national interests, no one will be confused." Lin Qiang was so angry that he kicked Qiao Er down again.

Long Xiaoyun stood up suddenly: "Commander, do you mean we are actually making white gloves for the country under the banner of bandits?"

If your hands are dirty, you can't wash them clean. Put on white gloves and others can't see their hands dirty. White gloves are a special name for doing dirty work for others. Long Xiaoyun's mind is much better than Qiao Er, and he immediately understood what Lin Qiang meant.

It is not convenient for the country to do things, and Lin Qiang does it without saying hello to the country, and other countries cannot protest or blame it.

"Do you do it?" Lin Qiang said in a deep voice.

"For the motherland!" Long Xiaoyun stretched out his hand.

"For the motherland!" Lin Qiang stretched out his hand.

"For the motherland!" Qiao Er also understood and stretched out his hand.

The three hands were stacked together, their eyes met, and the three of them said in unison: "For the motherland!"
Chapter completed!
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