Vol 7 Chapter 993: Not humiliated

After seven years, Luo Hanlin once again stepped into the Eagles Army headquarters, but the last time he stepped into here was the famous general of Zhenbei. This time it was only a humble public.
Luo Hanlin came to the auditorium. The atmosphere here is very solemn. The active hawks generals are all dressed in uniforms. They are sitting in front of each other and seem to be waiting for an important moment. It is worth mentioning that there are many people in these places. The new face, when he was coldly executed, all the officers who opposed self-government were executed. The vacancies left after the execution were filled by these newcomers.
Under the leadership of Luo Yu, Luo Hanlin trembled to the front of the stage. At this time, Leng Biao was standing on the stage and watching him condescendingly.
Luo Hanlin looked at the coldness that had been away for seven years, and he raised his hand swayingly. Although his body was awkward, the military ceremony was still revered and standard. He called: "The general."
Cold and sly, the ink bones pulled out the blue dragonfly and pointed at Luo Hanlin. He said indifferently: "Attention to your words is the eagle king, not the general."
Luo Hanlin still looked at the cold, and the voice that was devastated by the years was very hoarse, but still loud: "In the lower public Luo Hanlin, I met with the general commander of the Red Blood Empire North Eagle Eagle." https://https:/ /
The face of the ink bones gradually became cold, and the subconscious looked cold and cold, only waiting for her to order.
In exchange for the usual, the wrong name is to slap the whip. If it is deliberately screaming, it may be punished by the Dragon Guard. But this time, the cold screams the ink bones to collect the sword, and there is no anger, just the wind and the clouds. Looking down at Luo Hanlin, "Luo Hanlin, you raise a flag at the gate of the military camp every day, not too tired?"
Luo Hanlin replied: "Not tired."
Leng Yan glanced at Luo Hanlin’s thin arms and smiled shortly. He said,
So, can it be effective? Is anyone willing to talk to you?

Luo Hanlin replied: "No."
Cold blinked, the voice was a bit heavy: "If so, how long do you have to lift?"
Luo Hanlin replied: "It depends on the return of the north."
Leng Hao reveals a mysterious smile, and the words of Longwei are hidden in the words: "Is the Northland not returning for a lifetime?"
Luo Hanlin replied: "Take a lifetime."
This sentence made the atmosphere of the venue suppressed, and it was boring.
The cold face still keeps a smile, the whole person stands silently, like a robot, so he looks at Luo Hanlin with a smile. The generals below are a bit guilty. Since Lucky died, the cold has not been maintained for a long time. It’s been a long time smile.
After a while, the coldness finally moved, and the smile on his face was still there, but there was an icy cold in his eyes. This coldness was born on the day of Lucky's death. Like iron, she turned her voice and tone. It was easy: "Rohan Lin, today is a very important day, you may have forgotten, but I have been helping you remember."
Luo Hanlin raised his head in confusion.
Today is ~... cold and deliberately sold a pass, after a while, smiled and said, "Today is your birthday, ninety birthday!"
The life of Manchu has a more important significance in traditional culture. Luo Hanlin has been alive since the end of the war, not to mention birthday, even if he is a teenager for a year, he does not know if he is cold. I have already been 90 this year.
Luo Hanlin did not expect that cold weather would remember this kind of thing, and it was a little confused at one time.
Cold-hearted spread his hand and gestured to the generals in the audience. He smiled and said, "Look, the eagle flags in the audience are new and long. Some know you, some don't know you, but I invite them. You are happy."
After the cold rumors, the eagle flag generals shouted in unison: "Congratulations to the old general of Luo Hanlin for the 90th birthday, and willing to live with the heavens and the earth, and with the sun and the moon."
Luo Hanlin turned trembling and looked at the Eagles in confusion, but none of the people who had just shouted were watching him. Starting
"I have prepared a gift for you." Leng Yan walked over to the ink bones and patted her shoulder, gestured to take it, then smiled at Luo Hanlin, "I hope you will like it."
The ink bones were taken from a reel of height. This is the 90-year-old birthday gift that Luo Hanlin prepared for Luo Hanlin. She set it on the stage, untied the belt and slowly pulled it out, revealing the roll. true colors.
On the reel is a group of portraits, which were completed by the most exquisite artist of the Northland for a whole year. The picture shows the image of the army in the second National War.
In this painting, the image of various military personnel is on the paper, and the talents of the handsome athletes are strategized. The officers and men are bravely fighting, and the pioneers of death and death are proud of their ancestors. Those who are seriously injured and disabled are armed with fire and enemy. The whole army is united. All the people are in the city, and they outline a tragic and strong blood of the mountains and rivers.
On the screen, you can also find a lot of shocking details. You can see that Luo worry holds the red umbrella and resists the bombing of the female Valkyrie outside the city. You can see that the central defending army is the servant of the great defender, and can even watch it. When the white wolf rushed into the naval battlefield, it finally turned into a bleak ash in the annihilation weapon.
Everyone is fighting, everyone is building their own flesh and blood wall with their own bodies!
But...
Except one person.
In the remote corner of the reel, there is a man on the screen. He is greedy and stunned in front of a group of federal soldiers. Some of the enemies are stepping on his head, and some are holding the seized hammers and trying to force, and some laugh. The lettering on his face is engraved with the word "capture".
"This picture is really good. I found the most exquisite artist in the North, and gave them a death order. The painting is not good." Actually, I am scaring them. I am not going to make a picture. Painting murder. But the final result did not disappoint." Cold back to the stage, watching this scroll, seems very satisfied, seriously said, "Rohan Lin, what do you think of this painting? It is ninety Are you still satisfied with the gift of Dashou?"
Under the stage, Luo Hanlin was like being pulled out of the spine, sitting on the ground in a desperate manner, looking at the scroll painting in an empty eyes, looking at the man in the corner of the picture.
"I thought of a good idea!" Coldly scrutinized the scroll, and the palm of his hand took a look. "The school in the Northland is about to replace a new set of textbooks. The history book tells the second time to defend the country." In the war, we used this picture as a picture to let the children grow up in this magnificent atmosphere. What do you think?"
"Ah...ah!!...ah..." Luo Hanlin is already emotionally depressed~EbookFREE.me~嚎啕Cry, 18-year-old from the army, 83 years old officially left the army, this burned for 65 years The old man cried like a child at this time.
Suddenly, without warning, Luo Hanlin took the sword of a soldier next to him.
"The end will be for the country for 65 years, for the Eagles Army to fight for 13 years, seeing you grow up! You want my eyes, I will come out to you!" Luo Hanlin pierced the knife into the eyes, pulled out, pierced Then pull out and poke out two eyes and throw them to the cold.
"The end will hold the grip, the wind and blood will be on the 7th, this hand kills millions of swarms! You want my hand, I will kneel down to you!" Luo Hanlin cut off one of his hands with a sickle. Lost to the cold.
"At the end, the army will fight the Quartet and protect the homeland. These legs will step through every inch of the country! You want my legs, I will cut them down for you!" Luo Hanlin cut off his legs and threw them to the cold. kite.
In the end, Luo Hanlin pierced the knife into his chest and opened his chest, revealing the beating heart. The flames of burning life gathered in the last snoring: "Only this red and loyal, I can't give you!"
After the speech, Luo Hanlin slammed into the ground, and everyone fixed their eyes. The former Raytheon had cracked the skull and died on the spot.
On the stage, even if Luo Hanlin died, Leng Xing still did not turn around, still looking at the scroll, she was facing away from the crowd, the eagle flag of the stage could not see her expression, only the ink bones in front of her could see .
Looking at the cold face, the look of the ink bones was a bit sad, whispered: "Eagle King..."
"The painting burns and he is buried."
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