The battle flag, a symbol of military honor, a symbol of bravery and glory, reminds soldiers to remember their sacred obligations, be brave and good at fighting, and to defend the dignity of the country without hesitating their own blood and life.

The flag guards who hold the battle flag are special troops throughout the history of world wars.

Whether it is the European battlefield or the Chinese battlefield, there is no shortage of flag guards. It was not until the Age of Hot Weapons that this army withdrew from the stage of history and was slightly forgotten. But in the past, flag guards were the top priority, and they were located at the position of the commanders of each army, guiding and adjusting the direction of war.

In the modern War of Resistance Against Japan, the flag guards evolved into holding high battle flags to charge, leading the troops to move forward. The battle flag is no longer a command, but a sustenance for the spirit and morale of the entire army.

The battle flag is floating, even if the last person fights, the morale of the army will remain unchanged; if the battle flag falls, even if you have tens of thousands of powerful soldiers, you will inevitably be defeated.

This is the responsibility of the Battle Flag Company, guarding the Battle Flags to fly on the battlefield forever. And their Battle Flags have nothing special, it is the August 1st Army Flag. With the military flag as the Battle Flag, it will always charge forward!

Where you can see this battle flag is the forefront of war! What they can see is the motherland behind them and the billions of families behind them!

The battle flag is as beautiful as a painting, and the blood dyes it red!

In the honor room, Long Xiaoqi stood in the center with a solemn face, with a pious light in his eyes to understand everything the Battle Banner Company has experienced.

The Battle Banner Company was established in 28 years, and it has undergone the reorganization of the Red Army of Workers and Peasants, the Eighth Route Army and other institutions. It has participated in the Pingxingguan Victory, the Hundred Regiments War, the Bloody Battle of Taierzhuang, the Huaihai Battle, the Crossing River Battle, etc....

This is a legendary company that runs through the entire national history of the War of Resistance, and this history is the family history in Long Xiaoqi's eyes.

If you want to protect your family, you have to understand what your family has experienced. If you don’t even know the history of your family, what else can you talk about protecting your family?

Zhang Deyun, a Red Army soldier, and a flag guard in the Battle Flag Company. During the 34-year bloody battle in Xiangjiang, his legs and feet were blown off. He lay on the ground and could not move. He bit the flagpole with his teeth, allowing the battle flag to fly high.

Wang Xiaowu, a Red Army soldier, and a flag guard. He broke through the Wujiang River in January 2015 and forced himself to climb the Wujiang River mouth with a single hand in his arms. His body was sieve, but he still held the battle flag tightly and inserted it tightly on the river mouth.

Zhang Qianwu, a soldier of the Eighth Route Army, and a flag guard in the Battle Flag Company. In May 2019, Wutai Mountain's anti-siege battle, his body was completely blown away, but his right hand still held the broken battle flag steadily, allowing it to flutter in the wind...

There are too many, so many that they can’t count them in detail. Almost every battle is an immortal and tragic song of the battle flag soldiers, until the end of the self-defense counterattack. They do not fight in the same area, but they are the entire battle flag company, letting the battle flag float and dye the battle flag even more red and dazzling with their own blood!

This is the history of the family, the history of the family written with blood and life!

Every time he saw a passage, Long Xiaoqi's heart would be shocked. He began to understand the meaning of the word "Piousness" and understand why their Long family were piously protecting their home.

When loyalty, faith, and belief reach a peak that cannot be surpassed, it is piety.

A soft and glutinous woman's voice sounded from behind, accompanied by a strong smell of wine.

"Well, Long Xiaoqi, why are you here?"

At some point, the instructor walked into the team history room, holding the wine pot in his right hand, and slowly sipped the white wine in the wine pot.

This is Zhao Ying, the instructor of Zhanqi Company, and the only female instructor of the entire regiment and even the division. Her voice sounds nice, just like the feeling of being in the water town of Jiangnan, but her hobbies and appearance can scare everyone away.

Zhao Ying was twenty-five years old, with the rank of captain, and was addicted to alcohol. He drank wine every day from the moment he woke up, and until he went to bed at night, he never left the wine pot, but he never got drunk.

A hideous scar lay on her face, which ran from her brow bone to her upper lip. It was like a dark red centipede, revealing a touch of cruelty and cruelty, which made people intimidated and terrifying.

It should have been a beautiful face, but it was carved with such a scar. It was cruel and cruel, and people never dared to look at it again after seeing it for the first time.

But if the scars on her face are ignored, she will be impeccable, especially those eyes.

Zhao Ying's eyes were simply two dazzling gems that gathered the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. They instantly sucked people in, wishing they could be intoxicated forever. Even though they were burning with alcohol, the confusion added a different kind of mysterious aura to her.

"Look at the family history." Long Xiaoqi replied.

"Well...family history?" Zhao Ying was stunned for a moment, pointed to the photos on the wall of the honor room, and asked in surprise: "Do you think these are family history?"

"Isn't it right?" Long Xiaoqi said with a smile: "Is this just a history of the Lianshi? In my opinion, everything about the Zhanqi Company is simply the family history that runs through the New China. I don't know what others think, but that's what I think."

Zhao Ying smiled, her eyes turned into two intoxicating crescent moons. The scars that penetrated her cheeks became even more red and ferocious under the squeeze of her smile.

If you see her eyes, you will ignore her scars; if you see her scars, you will not look at her eyes again.

Long Xiaoqi looked at the scar, his eyes, and even looked at Zhao Ying's chest.

"Well, you are not the first to think so." Zhao Ying smiled and handed the wine pot to Long Xiaoqi, and said softly: "I'll invite you to have a drink."

"Is it strong enough?" Long Xiaoqi, who took the wine pot, grinned and said, "Woman, don't drink so much wine."

After saying that, Long Xiaoqi raised his head passionately and drank a big mouthful of white wine.

In an instant, his eyes were round and his face showed a painful expression. Because the wine was too strong, he cut his throat hard, and after it fell into his stomach, it looked like a burst fireball, burning his stomach wall hard.

"Cough cough cough cough...huh!huh!huh!hu…"

Long Xiaoqi coughed violently, the dog hugged his waist and gasped, and his tears were choked out.

"Geeh..." Zhao Ying made a cheerful and pleasant laughter from the silver bell.

Amid the laughter, her eyes narrowed more and her scars became more ferocious.

"Too, too, too strong!" Long Xiaoqi gasped and reached out to wipe away the tears in his eyes.

"Well, I like it." Zhao Ying took the wine pot, leaned over and took a sip of the wine and said, "Do you think I am a woman?"

Long Xiaoqi nodded and admitted that Zhao Ying was a woman. Not only did he admit that, he also had to admit that if the instructor had no scar on his face, he would have been more women than all women.

Zhao Ying smiled, her crescent-like eyes were full of sweetness, but her right whip leg that she pulled from Long Xiaoqi's face was extremely cruel.

"Bang!"

Long Xiaoqi flew out sideways, hitting the wall hard, and then hitting hard on the ground. He didn't see clearly how Zhao Ying got out of the leg, only knew that he was hit and knocked away.

"Well, it's pretty good." Zhao Ying, who was holding the wine pot, smiled softly: "Xiaoqi, there is no difference between men and women in your world. Well, it's not your current world, but your future world."

Pervert! Madman! Dinosaur! I've got you into trouble? Aren't you a gentle older girl? Why do you look like a lunatic?

Long Xiaoqi, who was covered in blood, cursed in his heart. He didn't know how he provoked this female instructor.

"Well, are you scolding me?" Zhao Ying took a sip of white wine, turned around and walked out, and said in his unique soft and soft voice: "You said I am a woman, I like it very much. Thank you, the last person from the Long family."
Chapter completed!