Floating down, Liu Xiang opened his arms and hugged Bao Hua who rushed forward. Bao Hua slapped his back hard, laughing and cried, crying heart-wrenchingly. For so long, Bao Hua had not shed a tear for the death of a friend and comrade. In front of him, he would always be the young but strong and reliable scarlet war god, but now, he could no longer bear it. All the grievances, pain, sadness, and depression surged up. Maybe only he himself knew that this period was like

He insisted on enduring until now. Around him, Chinese soldiers walked out of the bunker and looked at this side for no reason. Looking at the young man who was like a scarlet war god, for some reason, he cried like a child in front of a stranger. Moreover, this stranger had just flew over from the enemy formation on the other side in a dignified manner. Blood stained the Lanxi River. Such a move was really scary. "They killed their father, mother, and my sister. She was still so young, just because I am Bao Hua, because I am Bao Hua."

Bao Hua trembled all over and said in a low voice in tears. "I'm sorry," Liu Xiao took a deep breath, "I'm sorry."

Bao Hua took a step back and wiped away his tears, "What are you saying! If there is no scarlet, it will be all over. What apologies!"

"On the other side, are you dead?"

After calming down his mind a little, Bao Hua felt much more relieved and asked instead of the topic. "There may be some omissions, but not many."

Bao Hua nodded and said in a deep voice, "The Yamato and Australian troops are attacking us from several directions at the same time. This is just one of the battlefields, and the situation elsewhere is also bad. Can you fight again?"

"Can."

Something was pressing on his heart, and Liu Xiao felt that he was in a heavy mood. When his friends reunited, he should have said something more, but he couldn't say it. Bao Hua turned his head and looked at Wei Qiu behind him, "Old Wei, map!"

Wei Qiu immediately walked up with the young soldiers, saluted Liu Xiao, and extended his hand eagerly, "I am the leader of the 503rd Regiment of China Zhejiang Province, Wei Qiu, what is the current situation on the other side?"

Looking at the old acquaintance who sent him two boxes of military Huazi, he sighed. Compared to the time, the Wei Ying was aged too much, but the spirit was still there. Of course, the military position was also promoted. Seeing that the other party had not reached out to grasp him, Wei Qiu was a little embarrassed, let alone the other party was still looking at him. Liu Xiao took a step forward and shook hands tightly with Wei Qiu. "Where is Jiang Tao and Fang Xiao?"

Liu Xiao still remembers the Jiang Tao who kept smiling and Fang Xiao, a heroine in the middle school. At that time, it was the three of them who greeted him in Qiantang Nursing Home. Wei Qiu did not expect that the other party did not report himself. Instead, he asked about the situation of the two previous subordinates, and was also puzzled. His face darkened and he whispered, "Jiang Tao was seriously injured, and now he is recuperating in Kecheng, Fang Xiao... has died."

There was no surprise, only regret. Liu Xiao held Wei Qiu's calloused hands with both hands, "Thank you for your hard work, Wei Ying."

Although I don't understand why this person called him Wei Ying, Wei Qiu was still concerned. The young soldiers behind Wei Qiu opened the map and began to introduce the location and situation of several fronts in detail. "The current fronts are mainly concentrated in the northwest line of Wucheng, which is ours, the north line of Wucheng, the area of ​​Pujiang County, the east line of Wucheng, and the Yiwu line of Dongyang. In addition, there are two battlefields in Xianju on the east line of Kuozhou and Yun and Longquan in the southeast, and the rest,

It is the North Kecheng Line," the young sergeant pointed out the battle line position on the map with his fingers. "The three battalions of our 503rd Regiment are responsible for the garrison of Lanxi, the 505th Regiment on the Pujiang Line, the 501st and 502nd Regiment on the Yiwu Line in Dongyang, the two battalions of the 507th Regiment on the Xianju Line, and there is also a battalion on the Yunhe Longquan Line. The mountainous area of ​​the Kecheng North Line is the last two companies of the 506th Regiment. The enemies on the three fronts of Wucheng are the Yamato Army, and Kuozhou is the Australian Army."

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Bao Hua looked at Wei Qiu beside him. Wei Qiu immediately understood and asked someone to bring a helmet and handed it to Liu Xiao. "There are individual scattering communication equipment and ground navigation system on it, but the power is not very high, so you have to save some effort."

"The power grid has been almost destroyed, and there is not enough diesel supply, so it is not easy to charge it now."

Bao Hua added that Liu Xiao took it and put it on his head, asking the young sergeant to briefly teach him how to use it, and set the coordinates of the Yiwu war zone for him. The bird's-eye map was displayed on the goggles. "I'll go there now. After the processing here, we will meet in Wucheng."

Liu Xiao looked at Bao Hua, "Is the old place still there?"

Bao Hua smiled and nodded, "I'm still here, do you need to wish you a good trip?"

Liu Xiao grinned, and the next moment, he rode the wind. When the black shadow in the sky left, Wei Qiu approached Bao Hua and asked seriously. "Who is he?"

Bao Hua looked at the disappearing night of Liu Xiao and murmured, "Didn't you always ask Bai Ling, when will the Blood Clothes come back? ~ The Blood Clothes just flew away."

"..." Wei Qiu's wrinkled face twitched, "He is just a blood-clothed person! But he can fly!"

Bao Hua looked disgusted, "How fresh, at the origin, the entire continent can fly."
Chapter completed!