Ye Junlang was stunned by himself. The scene in front of him was unexpected. The soldiers were so solemn and pious on the knee kneeling, and shouted my king. This was an recognition of him, and it was also his
A manifestation of an oath.
At that moment, Ye Junlang had a bloody throat, and there was a kind of indifferent emotion in the chest.
At the same time, he himself also realized a responsibility, a responsibility of a responsibility, that is, he needed to lead these soldiers in the future to continue on the road of war.
"Get up, get up, give me one by one!"
Ye Junlang stepped forward and helped the soldiers of Nelson, thunder, Akagihui and other soldiers.
Looking at the rigid face that rendered the smoke and fire in front of the eyes, and looked at the blood -stained body, Ye Junlang seemed to intersect. He said solemnly: "Get up, I understand your heart. From this.
From one day, the end of the day is held, and it is also reborn. Every soldiers who participated in this battle, whether they are alive now, the injured or sacrifices are already sacrificed. They are all meritorious soldiers in this city.
Remember. Your kneeling shows that you follow my mind. I have received this heart. As long as you do n’t leave, the years in the future, I will continue to take you to continue the battle, and there is no regret for the death!
"
As soon as this statement came out, the soldiers in the field nodded one after another, and then I got up one by one.
Ye Junlang walked over to check some serious injury soldiers who were undergoing emergency treatment. Among them, there were Satan soldiers and soldiers of other legions. They were treated in order according to the severity of the injury.
Some serious injuries, such as the bullets or guidance. The bomb explosion is affected. The life indicators are first treated. As for some soldiers with not too heavy injuries, they are all self -or or others help bandage.
Ye Junlang did not disturb the emergency treatment of doctors such as Du Yan and other battlefields. He walked away after his inspection.
At noon, Tie Yan has basically counted the casualties of this battle. He walked to Ye Junlang heavyly.
It seems to stop talking.
Ye Junlang took a deep breath and said, "Old iron, just say anything. Tell me about the situation of this battle."
Tie Yan took a deep breath, and said with a heavy tone and sadness: "In this battle, the number of doctrines of the Boxing Army of Doomsday, a total of 158 people, and annihilating more than 700 enemy forces.
Legion soldiers, there are 45 Grasshawk warriors, and the remaining 96 soldiers come from the Royal Cavaliers, and the soldiers of the Door Legion and the Corps of the Corps. Among the 17 Satan soldiers, Chen Xiao and Zhang Yi manipulated the armed helicopter were destroyed.
Too late to escape. Wang Le and Zhanfeng's armed helicopter fell. When the two jumped, Wang Le died, and Zhan Feng was still seriously injured and coma ... "
"Chen Xiao, the chic brother of our legion, did he leave? Zhang Yi, the big man in the Northeast, has been an orphan since he was a child. He has been a mercenary when he has hit a black boxing.
Ah ... "
Ye Junlang murmured to himself, his eyes were red, and he wanted to cry, but there was no tears.
There is a kind of sadness and pain, really just want to cry without tears.
Tie Yan bit his teeth tightly, and he had been controlling his emotions, but at this moment he seemed to be unable to restrain it, and fought hard on the wall next to him.
The rough wall cut through his fist skin, leading to a bloody fist print.
This is the battlefield.
Cruel and ruthless.
No one knows who will leave after a war.
Maybe the day before, I was still talking about laughing and drinking meat, but it has become the memory of the last scene in the future.
Perhaps the numbers of these casualties are just a number in the eyes of others, but in the eyes of Ye Junlang, Tielun, these Satan army brothers, they represent the fresh faces.
For a long time, Ye Junlang looked red and looked at Tie Yan, saying, "Old iron, find someone to make a monument, engraved all the names of warriors who died, and stood this stone monument on the square of the end of the city."
"good."
Tie Yan nodded heavily.
Sadness belongs to sadness, there are still many jobs that need to be done, what is imminent is post -war reconstruction work.
Ye Junlang found Manshu Shahua and said, "After this battle, many escape residents and the livelihoods of the vice will return.
No matter what person is, as long as you participate in the reconstruction work, you will have the priority right in the island under the jurisdiction of the Doomsday, and you can also enjoy the welfare policies launched by the city in the future. "
"Okay, I know." Manshu Shahua nodded, looking at Ye Junlang, who hadn't changed the blood -stained warfare, in her eyes, she reached out and stroked Ye Junlang's face and said.
"Satan, I know your sadness and sadness. I also know that you will continue to be strong. In fact, you have done well. You are not only my king in their hearts, but also the king in my heart."
Ye Junlang smiled and said, "Don't worry, I won't fall down. You are busy with you first. Also, continue to stare at these forces such as the dark night organization, and connect with the base of the Devil's Army factory at any time.
The night king, they turned around to attack the town of Babia. "
"I know, what news I will tell you immediately." Manshu Shahua nodded.
In the afternoon, Ye Junlang found the busy white fox, walked with her together with her, and came to a stone step directly in front of the square. Ye Junlang said: "The city of the end is held.
The city needs to continue to work in the future. I basically do not know the previous operating model of the Doomsday. You are the trial chief of the Doomsday. You must know much about all aspects.
In terms of operating models and institutional order, what changes do you need to do? "
"The order of the system and the change of the operating model, these depends on what you mean." Baihu smiled and said.
"Look at me?" Ye Junlang froze.
Baihu couldn't help but glance at Ye Junlang, and said angrily: "Don't forget, you are now the owner of the Doomsday, the real king of the Doomsday. Your words are instructions.
You said it. "
Ye Junlang thought about it and said, "The characteristics of Doomsday City in the Asian black market can be retained. But some bad habits can be removed. For example, doomsdays have previously provided some rich projects to experience shooting lives, doomsday fighting fighting, doomsday fighting fighting, doomsday fighting fighting, doomsday fighting fighting, doomsses fight
The projects of underage children and beasts in the field, in addition to drugs, etc., can be removed. "
Baihu nodded and said, "Looking back, I mix some business projects covered by Doomsday. If you look at it, you can remove it if you feel inappropriate.
"good!"
Ye Junlang nodded.
No matter how the doomsday is the city, it is also a city that integrates in the Asian black market. It must have close business exchanges with the Asian black market.
Therefore, Ye Junlang will not be noble enough to make the image of Doomsday a glorious shore, which does not meet the positioning of the Doomsday.
However, he does not want the doomsday city to be completely reduced to a city full of sin and dirty.
Therefore, in some things that do not meet his principles, some anti -human beings will modify and abandon it.
Only in this way can this city be full of vitality .bdshare ();