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"My brothers were shot in the head by Gouri's Red Turban Army at this position, hey!" Lao He pointed at a pool of blood not far away and sighed.
"Brother He, take a closer look, at least we won the battle, didn't we?" Leng Feng said comfortingly.
There was some sympathy among the soldiers, and he became even more depressed when he saw He Zhixiong being sad.
"It's still thanks to this little brother. If it weren't for him, we would all be here today." He Zhixiong said, raising his glass and clinking it with a few people, and then drank it down in one gulp.
"This is the result of everyone's joint efforts." Li Linfei denied it with a smile.
"Brother, you really amaze me more and more. With so many bullets hitting you, ordinary people probably would have fallen down long ago." Leng Feng kept his eyes on Li Linfei, as if he wanted to see through him.
The deployment of the Unpredictable Prophet, as well as his extraordinary skills, the ability to conjure things at will, superb medical skills, and even bullets can't penetrate his body.
It wouldn't be so surprising if a certain person occupies one of the cold fronts, but Li Linfei has taken care of all of them, giving him the feeling that he is omnipotent!
Lao He nodded in agreement: "Yes, it is a miracle that about 100 of us have killed a regiment's strength!"
"I just have a few more secrets than ordinary people, but it's not much different." Li Linfei said.
Lao He said with emotion: "It's better for Huaxia, comfort and happiness, don't worry about being shot in the head one day in your sleep."
Leng Feng agrees with this sentence very much, because there is a high wall built by Chinese soldiers with their lives. This wall makes other countries and organizations daunted and dare not do some excessive things.
Li Linfei nodded. He admired the soldiers from the bottom of his heart. Without the dedication and persistence of those soldiers, what would the Huaxia Dragon be like now.
The funny thing is that some people in China have always looked down on Huaxia, and they insisted on drilling abroad. They would not think about the country's good until something really happened.
The three of them chatted and drank the whole box of Moutai before they knew it.The night passed peacefully.
The next morning, Li Linfei and others had already woken up and gathered together.
"Yesterday, the helicopter was intercepted by the Red Turbans. Can't you let the motherland send another one?" urged Lin Zhixiong, the representative of the factory.
"I've contacted, and the leader above said that they can't be transferred for the time being." Leng Feng shook his head helplessly.
"How about we retreat directly from the factory and leave by car?" Zhuo Bufan suggested.
Li Linfei smiled: "This country is full of Red Turbans. Where can you go? And if you run away, you will abandon such a powerful terrain as the factory. It will be even more difficult for us to fight against the Red Turbans outside."
In fact, he knew in his heart that if he wanted to solve all this, the best choice was to kill Dad, because General Duo and the Red Turbans were not fools. They always adhered to the concept of friendship with Huaxia. will take these into account.
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"Then what can we do now? Waiting for death?" Zhuo Bufan's arm was tied with gauze, and he was also heroically wounded in the battle last night.
"Can you put it more nicely? We are called to be ready for battle. I have covered the muddy road in front of the factory with grenades. I believe it can stop their offensive." Li Linfei was already ready to fight. He hid himself yesterday. Strength did not use internal force to deal with the rebels. Today it seems that it must be used.
After Li Linfei finished speaking, he patted Zhuo Bufan on the shoulder: "You did a good job yesterday, like a man!"
He was very happy to be praised by Zhuo Bufan by Li Linfei, but he still showed indifference on his face.
Lu Qingshan pulled Li Linfei aside, as if she wanted to tell him something, Chen Ziang couldn't help wondering what Lu Qingshan wanted to say.
"If you can, you and Leng Feng can leave together. If only the two of you can escape, we and these workers are just a burden to you."
Li Linfei laughed at himself: "Did you know? Leng Feng and I were already on the rescue ship sent by the motherland, but in order to save Dr. Chen and his compatriots in the Philippines, we broke into the Red Scarf Army again." In the encirclement."
"But it's a mortal situation now, so many Red Scarf soldiers died yesterday, they will definitely not let us go, and there will be more than a few people when we come next time." Lu Qingshan said worriedly.
"Listen, for some special reasons, I can't abandon you even if I abandon those workers! Do you understand?" Li Linfei was excited for a while, but he didn't realize that his words had two meanings.
Because he wanted to complete the systematic tasks to protect Lu Qingshan, so he couldn't leave Lu Qing behind no matter what.
"What do you mean?" Lu Qingshan blushed.
"I'm dizzy, I'm sorry I said the wrong thing, anyway, I mean I won't leave this factory!" Li Linfei finally realized that he had said the wrong thing, and said helplessly.
"Okay, then you must take care to protect yourself." Lu Qingshan didn't persuade Chen Ziang when she saw that she couldn't return to Chen Ziang, but walked quietly aside while holding the hand of the little black girl.
"Everyone is still the same as last night. The women and children hid in the woods behind the factory, and the men took up guns to fight with me." Li Linfei had a premonition that his father and his people should be arriving soon, and he hated Leng Feng in the plot. It's deep into his bones, and he probably is now on his hate list.
After last night, Li Linfei has become the default leader of everyone, and everyone moved when he spoke.
Li Linfei walked up to Leng Feng and asked teasingly, "How sure do you think we can win this battle?"
"If it's just me, 50%." Leng Feng replied calmly.
Li Linfei couldn't help laughing, Leng Feng said this in the same tone as in "Wolf Warrior 1".
"What about the remaining 50 percent?"
"With you, there is no remaining 50%." Leng Feng cast his eyes on Li Linfei with full trust.
Li Linfei also put away his smile. Since Leng Feng believed in him so much, he must be worthy of his trust.
There is no protection of Leng Feng in the plot, which means that even if Leng Feng is dead, he can still complete the task, but since Chen Ziang has friendship with Leng Feng, he must save his life!
Even if Hades wants you to die in the third watch, I will keep you until the fifth watch!As soon as the words were finished, Li Linfei heard the sound of tank tracks, so he jumped up to the top of the building and saw that the mighty Red Turban Army was attacking here in the distance.
The leader is the mighty mercenary father, and he knows without thinking that he must have killed General Duo.
After a rough estimate, my father brought nearly [-] people toward the factory.
1 million people!
Even Li Linfei can't figure it out, 1 people, what to do.
At this time, the system suddenly said: "Host, do you know the song of Bi Haichao?"
"What do you mean?"
"Let's temporarily possess the ability of Bihaichao Shengqu, let's find a piano." The system said.
Li Linfei: "...?"
No matter what, he ran to Zhuo Bufan's office and found a guqin from a corner. He saw it not long ago and thought it was useless, but now, it really comes in handy.
Everyone was stunned, Zhuo Bufan looked, isn't this his Guqin?He didn't understand the enemy's current situation. What did Li Linfei take out this thing? Is it to inspire people?
Lu Qingshan looked at Li Linfei from a distance, she knew that he would never do anything meaningless.
At this time, the members of the Red Scarf Army had already rushed to the gate of the factory, Li Linfei calmed down and plucked the first string.
"叮咚咚噚噚" Facing the upcoming battle, everyone in the factory was actually restless, but their hearts immediately calmed down after the sound of the piano sounded.
Listening to this song is like being shaken by my mother in the arms when I was a child, like seeing the peaceful face of the person I love the most, like a cool breeze blowing from the sky in the evening and dusk.
This sound of the piano is a sound of healing to the people in the factory, but it is indeed a whisper of death for the Red Turban Army and Dad and others!