Chapter 1080: An immortal hero (five, moon ticket, beautiful and beautiful)

Chapter 1080, the hero of immortality (five, moon ticket, beautiful and beautiful)
Ye Jian, who finished the last leg of the hero with the last sniper bullet, also resumed his survival training with sorrow.
All the armed police, all the soldiers will not pace because of the fall of their comrades. The most frequently heard slogan in the army is "It is a man, you will stand up for me!"
In the face of sacrifice, dry tears continue to move forward, face the blood-stained military uniform, wash and wear, the military's mighty unyielding with the military uniform deep in the soul. There is absolutely no word for "failure", "怯懦" and "timidity" in the dictionary. No matter how difficult the front is, they will go on without hesitation.
The responsibility and mission on the shoulders, even if the front is the sea of ​​knives and mountains, must be fearless in the past!
A bloody, courageous courage with fearless life and death, through the stagnation of death, such sacrifices for the protection of the country, is a well-deserved hero of the people, immortal!
Leaf, who took a deep breath, climbed a rock and returned to her normal marching route as quickly as possible. Without looking back, no fear, the chosen military, never fear!
The rainy season in Laos is from May to October, and from November to April, it is the dry season. The days before Ye Jian’s departure are heavy rain, and the weather is very good. Ye Jian has accelerated the entire field training trip. progress.
In the rainforest that has been through countless times of evil and justice, there are still a lot of buried bones under the decaying trees, not only the bones of criminals, but also the bones of the border guards.
Chen Shu said that there are still many soldiers who chase criminals. Even after the sacrifice, there is no way to find the bones. Once the missing person searches for about three months, they will report the sacrifice.
This experience made Ye Jian understand,
The rain forest is not a two-bone bone, but countless white bones, and these are not only the bones of the criminals, but also the bones of the border guards.
What is war, this is war! Just beside you, even half a step away.
The Liu team who cleaned up the battlefield saw slenderness, but they were brave than the male soldiers. They plunged into the woods, raised their hands, and dumbly voiced their own troops: "You two sent Xiaozhi back, remember to wash Xiaozhi. Put your face, the wound to be sewed, your body to be cleaned, put on the dress, let's... let's... let them go clean."
"Everyone cuts his hair and puts it next to Xiaozhi. Then write a letter and tell Xiaozhi to come to the next life. Let's be good brothers and fight together."
"Yes!" A few heavy to the sound of a boulder pressed, low, heavy, wrapped in sadness that could not be confided.
When the rain stopped near the evening, the village destroyed the poisons of the wrong people who needed a thousand pounds to calculate. For them, the Chinese sacrificed three armed policemen. Laos sacrificed seven police officers and left the graves. When the guns sounded again in the mountains.
That is, the guns of the martyrs returning to the company.
Some birds passed over the faint sky, leaving a string of brisk screams. Ye Jian stood on a high place and heard the gunshots coming from behind the valley, wiping the tears from the corner of his eyes and stopping for his own goal. go ahead.
Five days, six days, seven days... From the end of the final exam, Ye Jian spent the New Year in the deep forest.
After the Great Years of the Lunar Calendar in 1998, Ye Jian in the rain forest ushered in a special Chinese New Year.
I sent it in one chapter and continued to work hard at night.
Now talk about the comment area.
During this time, I hardly went to see the comments. When I turned to a few comments, I was quite surprised by the sharp words of the goblins, and some of them had hurtful words.
These, not what I would like to see, may be a moment of anger when you leave a message, but when the language becomes indifferent and cruel, it is a wounded sword that will stab others and violate the hope that the comment area The desire for harmony.
I only hope that my little goblins have a tolerant, friendly heart to be kind to themselves and be kind to them. Network harmony, civilized message, really need to be maintained from you, me, and him.
(End of this chapter)