The new leader of the artillery regiment was admired by everyone. The leader of the group dispersed a group of blocking the block and threw the hat on his head to the ground.

"Why did you hit it? Don't you say it's okay to wait? You won't stop me."

This recognized war hero suddenly became the highest-level here, and everyone was shy about his eyes. As the fastest-promoted war hero, it was both respectful and envious.

The one he wanted to avoid the most was Yu Lian. He didn't want to be recognized by his relative, so he sneaked back to do his clothes.

A grassroots officer explained: "We can't stop it."

"Stop talking nonsense, so many of you can't stop them?"

"They have guys in their hands."

"Have a guy in hand?"

My eldest cousin was stunned at first, and then he realized that the group of people were talking about it.

He was also in a difficult situation. Both sides were considered their own people, so it would be fine if they didn’t fight. Now that things have come to this, what can I do? The key is that it is still a problem to explain to my wife when I go home.

Bella tried hard to find a breakthrough among the men. She checked Taihe's condition and looked like she didn't look hurt. So she accused her of dissatisfaction: "You, it's better to start with a lighter move."

"You want to say it's a little heavier?"

“Yes.”

"Really?"

Taihe smiled, but his anger was not gone, and pointed at Nawu and said, "Are you convinced?"

"I'll accept your mom!"

Nawu stood up from the ground with his fists and rushed forward to it with all his might. A group of platoon commanders and company commanders around him quickly stopped him.

They were pulled by more than a dozen people, and the two of them were still yelling at each other.

During the dispute, Taihe found the right time and kicked Nawu in the chest, and rolled down with the nearby people.

The recruits opened their mouths neatly, and their praise was a long tone. The platoon leader was so fierce.

After falling to the ground twice in a row, Nawu was extremely embarrassed and embarrassed in front of a group of new recruits. He couldn't bear to worry about his face. He rushed up without admitting his defeat, and then was kicked back.

No one dares to stand beside Nawu anymore, for fear of harming the fish in the pond.

Now, no one stopped him, but it was because of this kind of unstoppable that he did not rush up again. After thinking about it, he knew that there was no point in rushing up again.

Finally, the person in charge of the shooting range ran back and brought the brigade commander's order.

"The command center orders, please inspect and discuss matters."

Seeing that this matter had a turnaround, my cousin also made a voice: "Okay, I'll bring it back."

Nawu found that he was completely bullied in his in-laws' house. According to this, the upper class of the Guards had no intention of dealing with Taihe.

He felt a little frustrated, so he could only grit his teeth and go to the command center of the Guards. Anyway, he always had the opportunity to take revenge, and this was even more so in the position of inspector.

The duel comes to an end for the time being.

In the medical room a few minutes later, Bella looked at Taihe's angry eyes and began to sigh.

"You are a little impulsive in doing things and have to consider the consequences. Leader Yu will be different from him. People always feel that they owe us, but after all, Pusen's affairs have nothing to do with him, and then Wu is his relative, so they are the family.

Captain Yu has such a good relationship with you. You beat Nawu, what do you think?"

"Shouldn't he beating?" Taihe slapped the table, "Sister-in-law, don't you hate him at all? You know what's the point of placing yourself all day long? Climb one step up, the more you do, the higher you climb. Is it so important to climb up?"

Bella said with a happy expression: "People are different. If you ask me if I hate him, of course I hate him, because my husband's death is directly related to him. But, you don't have to stand up for me, a widow, and you will ruin your future."

"I don't care."

"Calm down, today is the day for the camp to send and receive letters, and give your soldiers a little surprise."

"Drive me away?"

"I just drive you away, leave quickly. I'm so angry when I see you, a disobedient person."

Taihe chuckled, put on a military cap surrounded by a circle of hats, and walked out of the medical room quickly.

The Guards' punishment for Taihe has not been issued yet, but it will definitely be sent today. Before that, he and other platoon leaders went outside the camp gate, where there were letters and parcels sent by the soldiers' relatives.

When they returned to the tent, the recruits looked at him differently. They were particularly respectful and knew that their platoon leader was a tough character.

"I'll give you ten minutes to write to you. The camp will have regular communications every month. Today is the first time."

This communication system has never been seen before. At that time, soldiers still enjoyed freedom of communication, but in extraordinary times, this power was abolished.

The recruits distributed the paper, thought about the words and sentences, and gave birth to flowers in their pens.

Taihe was waiting quietly at the entrance of the tent.

There is only one person who has not started writing, and Dazhuang has not moved. He doesn't want to write it to anyone.

Ten minutes passed quickly, and most soldiers could only end in a hurry, such as Pepsi, and his ending was in a hurry.

I can't say more, my superiors don't let them write more.

Each submitted the letters, and Taihe put the twenty-five letters aside, and then moved out the parcels and letters sent.

At this time, Bistone asked: "Plane leader, shouldn't we read the letter first and then reply?"

"In theory, this should be the case, but I can't do anything about it here."

"Who came up with such a stupid rule?"

"Super level." Taihe pointed to the tent on his head, "This regulation must be intentional. Don't complain, open the letter."

Taihe left the tent with the letter written by the soldiers, and he had to go to the medical room to receive the letter.

As soon as he left, the recruits rushed forward and snatched all their own things.

None of them belongs to Yu Lian’s group. Yu Lian’s situation is unknown. Xiang Du and Dazhuang are because no one knows where they are.

Others also did not receive letters, and only one-third of them received them, including those who were still lying in the medical room.

There was a small package at Pepsi. When he opened it, he saw that it was a flute. He put the flute aside and read the letter intently.

After everyone basically finished reading, the short man asked Bisitong: "You know how to do this?"

"How many times can I do it." Pepsicon picked up the flute, "My guys, show you my skills."

Then, he started blowing.

The recruits didn't know whether the level of the blow was high, but they could hear a little of the music.

Yu Lian is completely familiar with this music. It is the first time that beginners who are learning flutes come into contact with. It is the lowest-level one, a bit like a nursery rhyme, as if it is a nursery rhyme.

When he saw Dizi, he remembered Taihui's diplomat. There was a conversation between the two of them during the time they met, which happened the day before the assassination.

The diplomat gave Yu Lian a song, which was created for soldiers who died in battle due to disputes between the two countries. The purpose of sending this song is to wish peace between the two countries and no one will suffer from the war.

The name of the song is Vision.

Unfortunately, the two of them had never met again. This song was originally intended to be played when the two kings met, but the incident happened suddenly and it was left unresolved.

Just as he was losing his mind, the nursery rhyme of "Everyone" was finished, and the recruits cheered.

Yu Lian clapped and then stretched out his hand.

"Can I try it?"

"You can?" Baishitong gave the flute skeptical, "Don't you nobles hate playing?"

"I am a down-and-out nobleman."

Yu Lian smiled relaxedly and stood up with the flute.

The recruits laughed and looked forward to the aristocrats' performance, and the next moment, they couldn't laugh, it was music they had never heard before.

The sound of the flute is shaping a desolate artistic conception, and half of the melody is like a hymn. People use their brains to enjoy it and see the tragic tragedy.

When it reaches its climax, this tragic hero begins to rise, making people's hearts pound.

When we arrived at the last part, the sound of the flute became tactful.

The whole song depicts a white dove. The white dove flew across a prosperous country to reach a plain. The plain slowly turned into a black area. The black plain was full of soldiers full of courage to fight each other. The white dove avoided the rain of bullets and continued to fly. It was looking for its own habitat, but there was no place to stay on the entire ground.

Finally, the white dove stopped on a mountain. On one side of the mountain were countless tombs, and on the other side of the mountain was the prosperous country before.

The recruits stood up listening to the sound of the flute, with incredible faces. This young man with a plain appearance but an elegant atmosphere was telling a story with the sound of the flute.

Where the sound of the flute can spread to the end, no matter the new recruits and veterans, they will stop moving, and they are immersed in the sound of the flute.
Chapter completed!