Chapter 615: Kyushu's anger is full of wind and thunder, and talent is eclectic
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The Blood of the Beast of the Special Forces Chapter 615: Kyushu is angry and relies on wind and thunder to demote talents in any way. "Decades have passed, and the veterans have withered!"
Mr. Chen is gone, Mr. Long is gone...one by one, the older generation of revolutionary warriors who once rose up for China have passed away. They were once the military souls of China!
"The veterans are dying, but the military spirit cannot die! These are the last words left to us by the martyrs of the older generation! Because of this, the Long March exercise was created to allow us to keep our military spirit!"
"Why seize the day and night? Only day and night can last a thousand years!"
The sonorous and powerful sound echoed in the hall, deafening.
Boom!
The sky thundered and there were dark clouds outside the window.
However, the sonorous and powerful sound went straight into the sky, drowning out the thunder.
"It is pitiable that Jiuzhou is angry and relies on wind and thunder. It is pitiful that thousands of horses are silent. I urge God to cheer up and send down talents of any kind!"
"I have to fight for a thousand years day and night. I need talents, talents that I don't see in a thousand years. I met this person!"
Boom, heavy rain poured down.
Everyone was shocked!
A rare talent?
Hongye whispered: "Pay attention to your health."
Shangfeng and I will go to the meeting, and the others will have their own meetings."
Lu Hao's heart was shaken, and his mind was spinning.
"A thousand years is too long, seize the day!"
"A thousand years is too long, seize the day!"
Lu Hao's heart trembled, he already had the answer.
Life is only a hundred years, and it passes in the blink of an eye. Lu Feng has to fight day and night to be worthy of his life. Veterans want to build a country, let the nation rise again, and let their children and grandchildren stand upright. They are not afraid of death, they want to fight!
Lu Feng is not afraid of death, for the sake of friendship!
The most incomprehensible thing in a person's life is two words - friendship!
Lu Hao stood in the lobby a little dazed, and then walked into the corresponding conference room with everyone, participated in the meeting, and watched the simulation video of the Long March...
Throughout the meeting, Lu Hao was absent-minded. When the meeting ended, he finally made a decision.
As soon as the meeting ended, Lu Hao returned directly to the mansion.
When Lu Hao walked into the yard, he found that Lu Feng was still waiting for him in the yard. Lu Hao was still surrounded by the golden eagle and the three wild wolves, who were like Lu Feng's loyal guardians.
When Lu Feng saw Lu Hao walking in, he stood up, his eyes as calm as water.
Lu Hao walked up to Lu Feng and looked at Lu Feng quietly.
Unknowingly, Lu Feng was taller than Lu Hao. His body was stronger and taller than when Lu Hao was young. His appearance was also more handsome.
This is my son!
Lu Hao stared at Lu Feng for a long time, and finally said: "Someone told me today that a thousand years is too long, so we have to fight for the day and night. If you want to fight, you can! But just remember to come back alive to see me!"
Lu Feng looked at his father. He had a few white hairs on his temples and the wrinkles on his face were getting deeper.
At this moment, Lu Feng could feel Lu Hao's deep fatherly love for him.
Blood is thicker than water!
Lu Feng nodded, his eyes a little red.
Lu Hao patted Lu Feng on the shoulder and said seriously: "There are no cowards in the Lu family!"
At this moment, conference room, analog video.
On the huge screen, the Red Army led by Lu Feng, with the help of the golden eagle, successfully crossed the quagmire of death. Finally, under the command of Lu Feng, they all lurked in the low shrubs.
The conference room was quiet, there was no sound at all, and those who were close to each other could hear each other's breathing.
Everyone's eyes are fixed on the big screen.
Just now, when everyone saw Lu Feng leading the Red Army across the quagmire of death, everyone broke into a cold sweat.
Death quagmire, someone will die if they fall into it!
A team of several hundred people were hovering on the line of death, and the level of danger was no less dangerous than when the Red Army crossed the grassland.
They survived and used their willpower to defeat fear!
At this moment, the Red Army's faces were all pale and exhausted. They had not drank a drop of water for a whole day, and their chapped lips were already bubbling. However, they were still lying quietly on the ground, motionless, like corpses.
Whoosh!
Three bombers hovered above them.
Boom boom boom!
Special bombs for the exercise fell from the sky to the ground in rows and exploded in the low bushes.
Suddenly, smoke billowed and the air was filled with a pungent smell.
Some dry surfaces were lit with flames.
Pungent smoke and burning flames spread in the area where Lu Feng led the Red Army team to lurk.
Everyone held their breath.
This is a severe test!
One minute passed, ten minutes passed, thirty minutes passed...
The Red Army soldiers lurking on the ground, each and every one of the tenacious veterans, were motionless. Some of them were already on fire. However, he gritted his teeth and remained motionless.
The pungent smell rushed into their nostrils. They covered their noses tightly and even buried their faces in the soil. They endured and held back...
Until the thick smoke dispersed around them and the flames burned out.
In the team of several hundred people, no one made a sound!
This is a veteran!
This is the spirit of the army!
When this group of veterans passed through the most difficult crisis, the scene in the video was fixed on Lu Feng.
Lu Feng took out a sharp dagger, cut his palm, and fed the blood to the wild wolf. His face was as sharp as marble.
Lu Feng glanced at the tired and wounded Red Army and shouted: "What are northwest wolves? You are worse than a wolf! Aren't they afraid of death? Any animal will feel fear in the face of death! However, they are fighting for their own safety.
Comrades, never look back! Persevere until the last moment of their lives!"
"A wolf can do this, so why can't we? So what if our feet are polished and bleeding? Our revolution has not yet succeeded. We cannot give up!"
A sonorous and powerful voice sounded in the conference room: "He is that talent!"