391. Chapter 391 Battle Sword Soul Blood Fox Soul!
In the entire Blood Fox Brigade, except for Yan Fenghuo, who was injured, the rest were all intact. Penetration, surprise attacks, detours, insertions, assisting defense... all tactics were performed to perfection by the Blood Fox Brigade. Against the Kachin Army
Say, they are a group of devils who can appear at any time.
This is because what the Blood Fox Brigade is best at is not group operations at all, but unit and group operations. They are an all-terrain, all-weather anti-terrorist force. When they carry out tasks as a group, they will become more secretive and more unexpected.
General Suva of the Kachin Army has returned. He knows how to weigh the pros and cons. This guy is not a simple person. He seems to understand the Chinese better. Giving gifts is giving gifts, and he knows what is obscure. After all, many things are known to each other better than poking.
There are so many good things about being shameless, at least you won't face them directly.
But Yan Fenghuo also left a difficult problem for the Kachin Army. They must consider their own trade-offs.
"Get rich! Get rich! Hahaha!" Lei Xiao laughed wildly while guarding the piles of gold and jade.
The Kachin Army is simply the God of Wealth given by God. It can come faster and more effectively than robbing the U.S. Army.
"No!" Lei Xiao threw a gold brick to Yan Fenghuo and said, "This is yours."
Immediately afterwards, he threw another gold brick to the kitten, and then he tightly protected the pile in front of him, telling the two of them with his eyes that these were his.
"Old gangster, can you handle it?" Yan Fenghuo asked, leaning on his chair.
During the explosion, Yan Fenghuo was like an immortal Xiaoqiang. He couldn't be more lucky. Most of the rocks that hit him were blocked by the tactical vest, which offset most of the impact force. Not a single bone was broken. However, his lungs were injured.
It's so severe that talking can cause chest pain.
"I have six wives!" Lei Xiao showed a look of helplessness: "One son, two daughters, and the babies in my mother's womb, plus the ones that will be born in the future... Hey, it's hard for a man, I have to
To support my family, I have to buy gold and silver jewelry for my wife, I have to take care of a bunch of father-in-laws and mothers-in-law, and I have to take care of a lot of sisters-in-law. In addition, I have to pay for the children’s future tuition fees, clothing, and food.
Money, pocket money... Well, even if I can't let them live the life of princes and princesses, I still have to let them be middle-class and prosperous, right? Going further, my son needs to buy a house when he gets married, right? Does my daughter get a dowry when she gets married?
? Putting aside the son, the dowry must not be careless at all, otherwise others will look down on our old Lei family. I have more than a dozen mouths waiting for food every day. Open the door and there is money. Is it fucking easy for me?
?Take care of your brother!"
Lei Xiao's words are always full of truth. He is very pitiful. He married six wives in one go and will have no idea how many babies he will have by then. It's terrible to think about it.
"But -" Lei Xiao suddenly stood up and said with a serious face: "No one can touch these things. This is the settlement fee for the dead brothers. People can't be resurrected. If they die, they will die. It's no big deal.
.But they all have fathers and mothers, younger brothers and sisters. We can't do anything else. All we can do is make their lives more comfortable. They don't have to worry about eating, not being able to afford to buy things, let alone
Let people look down on them. My brother’s parents are my Lei Xiao’s parents, I have to let them live a good life, I have to let them spend their old age safely!"
Lei Xiao, who had never been serious before, suddenly became serious. But once he became serious, no one could object to anything he decided. Because whether his words were crude or not, no matter who he was, they would agree with them with both hands.
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"Senior brother..."
"Needless to say!" Lei Xiao glared at Mo Crouch, took out a cigarette and held it in his mouth: "When you come to the Blood Fox Brigade, you know that you will die one day, whether it is you, Xiao Yanzi, or someone else.
Brother. How can there be no one who doesn’t die on the battlefield? How can there be no one who doesn’t sacrifice on the battlefield? If you die, you will die. What’s the big deal? Don’t mention this matter. I will slap the hell out of anyone who mentions it. Okay, yell at people,
Go to the master to drink and eat meat! Tell him that the Blood Foxes are going to disperse, completely disperse, hahahaha..."
Yan Fenghuo and Mo Crouch looked solemn. The master was a war sword, and the master’s tomb was not in the country. When he was killed by a sniper on the Sino-Vietnamese border, Mo Crouch took him with him and placed him in the cemetery at the Fang Station.
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In front of the Fang Station Cemetery, fifty Blood Fox team members sat upright in front of five tables. The tables were filled with dishes, and the floor was filled with liquor, waiting for Yan Fenghuo's words.
Looking at so many pairs of familiar eyes, Yan Fenghuo took a deep breath and stood sideways.
To his right is the blood fox, and to his left is the tombstone. The blood fox stands opposite the tombstone, and in the center is an unnamed tombstone with two words written on it: "War Knife".
As its name suggests, the word is masculine and domineering, full of solemn and chilling meaning. Especially the dark saber inserted in front of the tombstone shows the peerless style of the owner of the tombstone during his lifetime.
"I..." Yan Fenghuo stared at the tombstone, paused and said, "I have nothing to say. I think Lei Xiao is more qualified to speak, especially when facing the sword!"
After saying this, Yan Fenghuo took a step back.
"Come back!" Lei Xiao glared at Yan Fenghuo and said loudly: "Who is the captain? You are the captain! Now you are the captain of the Blood Fox Brigade, do you understand? I am a big-headed soldier, and Kitty is also a big-headed soldier!
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Yan Fenghuo shook his head.
"You're fucking looking for a fight, aren't you!" Lei Xiao got angry, pointed at Yan Fenghuo and cursed: "Damn it, mother-in-law? I've never seen any captain as timid as you! Stand up for me.
Come out, speak, and give orders!"
Suddenly a quarrel broke out, and the veins on Lei Feng's angry forehead popped out. But none of the Blood Fox team members had any intention of dissuading them. Their eyes were fixed on the tombstone with the word "War Knife" written on it.
"Lei Xiao, although I am the captain, but..." Yan Fenghuo smiled and said: "Okay, I will give you this opportunity, in front of Zhan Dao's tomb."
"What the fuck!" Lei Xiao cursed, picked up a bottle of white wine, raised it with eyes wide open, and yelled: "Drink, give it all to me. Whoever is not drunk, I will beat him to death!"
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With a "swish" sound, everyone stood up collectively and bit off the cork. The air was instantly filled with a strong aroma of wine.
Instructor Li Lin took the liquor and walked to Zhan Dao's Tomb, spilled half of the bottle, and drank the remaining half in one gulp.
"Get out! Get out! Get out of here!!!" Lei Xiao pushed Li Lin away, protected the tombstone with his body, pulled out a gun and shouted at everyone: "Whoever dares to come here, I will
Kill him! Zhang Chaoyang is my master, and the sword is my master, not yours!!!"
Lei Xiao's eyes were red, even before he started drinking. He guarded the tombstone tightly and did not allow anyone to get close to it.
"Lei Xiao!" Yan Fenghuo bared his teeth fiercely and roared at Lei Xiao: "Zhang Chaoyang is not yours alone, he is from the Blood Fox Brigade!!! I order you to get out of here, get out of here! I am the boss
Captain, I am the highest military commander of the Blood Fox Brigade! The Blood Fox Brigade is about to disband, do you still want to make trouble here and continue to stab people?"
Yan Fenghuo pulled out his pistol, pointed at Lei Xiao's head and said harshly: "This is not your right alone, this is the right of the entire Blood Fox Brigade. Get out of my way, or I will kill you first!"
One is the eternal spearhead of the Blood Fox Brigade, and the other is the last captain of the Blood Fox Brigade. Yan Fenghuo wants to give the opportunity to Lei Xiao, but not to let him keep the sword as his own.
The fighting sword Zhang Chaoyang is the eternal legend of the Blood Fox. He belongs to the Blood Fox, and this tombstone is...the fighting sword soul, the blood fox soul!
Lei Xiao slowly put down the gun and made a pleading voice to Yan Fenghuo: "Captain, the master will cry when he hears this news. He is a man who wants to save face and suffer. I am the only one who has seen him cry. I beg you, please let me
Can I tell him secretly alone? He feels aggrieved and uncomfortable, and he feels more uncomfortable than any of us."
"Go away! Execute the order!" Yan Fenghuo still pointed his pistol at Lei Xiao's head and said in a deep voice: "Lei Xiao, maybe this is the last time you will execute an order, the order of Blood Fox."
Upon hearing this, Lei Xiao was stunned for a moment, and slowly walked away from the tombstone, standing upright on one side, like an extremely loyal sentinel.
"No one is allowed to shed tears today," Yan Fenghuo gritted his teeth, glanced at one pair of eyes and said, "We are drinking, drinking. If anyone sheds a tear, he will get out of the Blood Fox Brigade. I only say this.
Say it once, no matter who it is, whether it’s because the Blood Fox is disbanding or because of the sacrificed brothers. Today we are going to drink, and while drinking, we will tell the legend of the Blood Fox..."
After saying this, Yan Fenghuo grabbed the liquor and walked to the tombstone, poured down half the bottle, and drank half the bottle. Then, one after another, the blood fox warriors walked over, toasted, and drank.
After drinking until midnight, Yan Feng, with red eyes, held a heavy machine gun and fired in the air, driving the rest of the Blood Fox team members back to the dormitory. Only he, Mo Crouching Tiger, and Lei Xiao were left.
Mo Crouch stood fixedly in front of the tombstone with tears in his eyes. Yan Fenghuo carried a heavy machine gun and endured with gritted teeth.
On the ground, Lei Xiao, who was drunk and unconscious, hugged Zhang Chaoyang's tombstone and cried loudly.
"Master, the Blood Fox is about to break up, oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo,......, grandma, I don't love my uncle, so we're really going to break up, uh woo woo... So many people have died, so many have been disabled, and we're finally going to break up, ah."
!!!...If you want to cry, just cry. Don't hold it in. If you don't cry even after everyone has dispersed, you won't have a chance to cry in the future. Wow, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh..."
Lei Xiao cried, yelled, and roared crazily. Only he had this right. Because he was the eldest brother, because his portrait is still hanging in the honor room of Sifang City, and because he was a well-deserved soldier of Blood Fox.