In the open space near the entrance to Kangba, you can't walk far away and you can meet a person who heats up the weapons. [Just go] Most of these people are middle-aged people, and the things they make in their hands are different.

Some are breaking down and wiping the guns, and using gun oil to wipe off the rust on the gun; some are making various landmines, using various bottles, jars, and even matchboxes...

These people are all preparing to fight, taking out the weapons that had been on hold for a long time and ready to shine again.

The sandstorm, the strongest military god in the First Afghan War, represented Afghanistan to fight. He used the complex terrain of Afghanistan to drag down the entire Soviet division's troops with his own strength. He continued to interweave, constantly use the terrain to complete the division, and then constantly consumed it.

When the Soviet reorganized troops chose to withdraw after a cave nightmare, the sandstorm consumed one-third of their troops.

He used endless tricks to introduce the Soviet army into minefields constructed by caves after cave. In the end, the Soviet army did not dare to take a stone road and no one knew whether the stone under his feet was a mine!

Storm, Sandstorm's closest brother, comrades-in-arms, and fellow brothers, are good at making all kinds of boogies. He once worked for the British intelligence department and helped him research spy equipment.

Under his hands, a pen, an eraser, or even an orange or an apple will become a terrifying bomb.

The battle of the sandstorm was known as the God of War. He assisted him indirectly. He did not close his eyes for eight days and kept making various kinds of boasts. During the eight days, he led a group of Afghan soldiers to work on assembly lines, providing tens of thousands of mines for the sandstorm, and achieving his senior brother's status as the God of War.

The storm is invisible. Many people only know sandstorms but not storms. But its role is absolutely no less than that of a sandstorm. When two people work together, they can bring up a fierce war storm.

After the war, Sandstorm and Storm were invited to enter the American Military Academy of West Point, responsible for teaching storm-style thunder tactics and shocking West Point.

In 1990, the United States-led coalition invaded Iraq, code-named "Desert Storm", and its code-name followed the tactical theory of the brothers of Sandstorm and Storm. Turn war into storms and make storms a war.

When the desert storm began, multinational forces carried out air mine laying on Iraq. When dense landmines poured down from the air, they were paying tribute to the sandstorm and the storm brothers.

Because the two of them created the storm tactics of landmines and formed a systematic tactic with landmines as the main body.

And these two brothers are also Kangba's people. They left the United States and returned to Kangba, which is their roots.

Kangba is really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger. If they are committed to developing their own military power, they will definitely form the most terrifying force. But Kangba's purpose is not like this. This is just a retreat for warriors and a paradise.

When he walked into the village, Xiao Yuanchao couldn't help but ask Prince Shi: "Boss, Kangba has such strength, is fully capable, and has the ability to complete the confrontation against Zhukov, why not use military power?"

Indeed, a mountain road with the sheep intestines, even if only the King of Mosingana and one gun can block any form of attack in Zhukov's training camp. However, Kangba was in danger, and the degree of danger could make Li Linglong beg him in humiliation.

"This is the spirit, and it is also the concept of inheritance and prophets." Prince Shi stared at Tian Di in the distance and said: "If Kangba adopts this method, it means that the war belonging to Kangba will never stop. Pursuing temporary victory but having to let go of eternal peace is not what Kangba hopes. From the day Kangba was founded, this place belongs to a peaceful place independent of the world. When problems arise in the peaceful place, the only way to solve it is to have traditional duels. This concept is very pedantic, but also very wise. The point of the conflict between them and Zhukov lies in the conflict in the same field, and this field is an area that extends through fighting. Therefore, the solution to the problem between them is to fight. If a war with hot weapons is used... Kangba is no longer Kangba, and will become a training camp like Zhukov and go to another extreme."

After Prince Shi said this, his eyes flashed with unconcealed respect. It was obvious that he respected Kangba's concept, just like the last samurai in Japan.

Japan is a despicable nation for many countries, especially for the Chinese. However, Japan's Bushido spirit will make people respect and sincerely impress.

During the Meiji Emperor's reign, vigorous reforms and reforms replaced the Japanese Bushido spirit, and the two sides had violent frictions and struggles. When artillery and guns were pointed at the few remaining samurai, the choice of these samurai was to fight to the death with horses and bows and spears, and eventually died under the guns.

This man is for the dignity of the warrior and for the continuation of the warrior's faith.

From a historical perspective, the Japanese Bushido spirit before the war was pure, and their highest creed was "loyalty and filial piety, courage". Chinese culture took "benevolence" as the core, Japanese culture took "loyalty" as the core, focused on the three principles of faith, righteousness and courage, advocated force and adventure, and fearless dedication.

The spiritual core of Kangba is taken from the "benevolence" of Chinese culture and has been passed down from generation to generation. Li Xian's blood comes from Japan, but he is a person without nationality. He is from Kangba.

This is spirit. There is no distinction between good and bad in spirit, but whether it can last for a long time. Obviously, whether it is loyalty or benevolence, it is the highest manifestation of morality.

"Assisting Korea, you shouldn't have come, alas..." Prince Shi suddenly sighed deeply and said to Xiao Yuanchao: "Three days later, Kangba will have a cruel battle with Zhukov. Faced with Zhukov's cruelty, Kangba will definitely lose. You used a critical strike in the field of fighting for ten thousand people, which is Kangba's only hope, and this hope is equal to death."

"Haha, if I leave, will you leave with me?" Xiao Yuanchao asked with a smile.

"No, I have agreed to Li Xian to fight against Zhukov on behalf of Kangba..." Prince Shi thought for a while and smiled: "Of course, can't I watch my wife die? I should have my own life, life starts with my wife."

"How long has it been?" Xiao Yuanchao asked.

"It's not long. I just forced that old lady into force in the morning. It's only been seven or eight hours now, hahaha..."

Prince Shi laughed loudly, his old face was not red at all. But Xiao Yuanchao saw his longing for life in his eyes, and even more, he saw the new life in Prince Shi!

"Boss, if you don't leave, I won't leave. Although you should have died for so long as you were a soldier, I don't allow you to die so early!" Xiao Yuanchao stared at Prince Shi's eyes.
Chapter completed!