Military: Starting From The Night Tiger As A Deputy Company

Chapter 501 The Motherland Will Never Forget (Please Subscribe! Please Flowers! Please Collect!)

"What did you say, you want an art troupe?" Qin Weiguo received a connection request from Zuo Qingyun as soon as he entered the office today. He thought it was a big deal, "Why?"

"Relaxing before the battle, of course, is also a purpose to deceive the opponent."

"You will get what you want." Qin Weiguo hung up the phone and made another call to Zongzheng.

Zuo Qingyun, who hung up the communication, was slightly relieved. Fortunately, Qin Weiguo agreed, and he immediately said to Zhu Ziyang, "Order the troops to issue mobile phones, let them explain clearly to their families, and write a suicide note. This battle is about the fate of the country. Once it starts, it can only be stopped when there is blood on both sides."

Zhu Ziyang nodded solemnly, then turned around and gave the order. If someone observes carefully, they will definitely be able to find the hot tears in his eyes. Zuo Qingyun's heart is very heavy, and now dark clouds are overwhelming the city, even they have already felt this atmosphere in Wen'an, after all, the monkey country joined the war, and the whole country fell into the military control mode again. The reason why Zuo Qingyun asked the general staff to transfer the art troupe was to deceive the opponent on the one hand, and on the other hand, he did not want these soldiers to enjoy any good things in the world before they sacrificed.

They are all young, and they came here for the passionate "Zero Four Zero", and because of the call of the motherland, they sacrificed their lives and went forward. This is the only thing Zuo Qingqu can do for them.

After all, it was the needs of the frontline troops. The art troupe hurriedly boarded the plane without any preparations, headed for Wen'an, and arrived at the field airport at 4 pm.

Zhu Ziyang went to pick them up, because they came in such a hurry that they were not even prepared, but Zuo Qingyun met an acquaintance afterwards.

"Long time no see, Comrade Deng Xinran, it's been six years since the last farewell to the Southwest." Zuo Qingyun looked at Deng Xinran in front of her with a chuckle and said, this girl who looked green before has become more and more beautiful now, and sure enough, time It is the thing that can change people the most.

"Indeed, it's been a long time, Chief." Deng Xinran seemed to think of something and couldn't help chuckling, "It's just that the chief urged me so much, and the girls were not prepared."

"It doesn't matter, you can perform whatever project you have." Zuo Qingyun nodded slightly. Seeing that he was not in a good mood, Deng Xinran was a little puzzled, but she was so smart that she didn't ask, "I'm afraid it will be hard for you to go to various places these days." The brigade has all gone."

"Why is it so urgent?" Deng Xinran said softly, her gaze turned to the distance, on the horizon in the distance, the setting sun was slowly setting, and the afterglow sprinkled on the sea, making it look sparkling, she hadn't seen the sea for a long time up.

"Because the war is about to begin." Zuo Qingyun replied casually, his shadow getting longer and longer under the slanting light of the setting sun, "These children have never seen the beauty of the world, if they do something out of the ordinary , I hope you will take care of it."

"I see." After a long time, Deng Xinran responded, she understood why Zuo Qingyun urged her so urgently, after all, the situation in Southeast Asia is not optimistic, and the Yanhuang army may join the battle at any time. Hearing the whole story, Deng Xinran was also a little silent, this is the grassroots combat troops, these are the heroes who fought for Yanhuang, guarding the loneliness in a foreign land alone, and ready to sacrifice in a foreign land at any time.

"By the way, the headquarters will have a chorus show, and I will lead it." As if remembering something, Zuo Qingyun chuckled again.

"It must be a great show." Deng Xinran looked at Zuo Qingyun and said with a smile, "The director regretted it very much back then, but if you chose to join the General Political Department back then, I'm afraid you wouldn't be the same as General Zuo, who is now so powerful."

"Maybe." Zuo Qingyun shook his head with a smile, "Have a good night's rest, and if you need something, go to the political commissar.

"good!"

Early the next morning, the art troupe went to the base of the Synthetic 203 Brigade.

As night fell, all the officers and soldiers were fully armed and sat in front of the auditorium with Maza. After the adjustment, there was no sound, and the battle clouds shrouded. Each of them knew why the art troupe came here, and they were very grateful , They know that when they wear military uniforms, they have to fulfill their obligations as a soldier. Most of them are young, and some of them have not even had a girlfriend. This may be the last show they see.

At 7:30 p.m., after the two hosts of the General Political Department took the stage, the performance officially began. Day after day of training, they also cried bitterly and tiredly, but they looked at the soldiers under the stage who were fully armed and ready to go to the battlefield, their hearts were full of distress and gratitude, and they wished to give all they had All the skills are shown, so that these young fighters can be happy for several hours.

Zuo Qingyun watched silently from the side. He was also full of gratitude to these young girls. Although the venue was simple, they still wanted to show their best side to the officers and soldiers and bring them some comfort.

The young figure is flying, the loud and clear bugle is playing, and the soldiers will applaud enthusiastically after each performance, with tears in their eyes.

"Commander, it's your turn." The host said to Zuo Qingyun.

"good!"

"Next, please Commander Zuo Qingyun, bring us a solo!" After the host announced the curtain, the soldiers in the audience were stunned.

After Zuo Qingyun came to the stage, he didn't speak any more. He looked at the soldiers in the audience with a smile, and spoke slowly with the microphone, and the slightly sad accompaniment sounded, "The sound of the distant trumpet is vaguely heard, and the green years are so pure and intoxicating. Familiar smiles bloom in dreams, camouflage days are intoxicating"

Zuo Qingyun's voice was vicissitudes and hoarse, and a tragic atmosphere spread quickly. Deng Xinran's gaze was fixed on the figure, and the corners of her mouth slightly curved. The actors of the art troupe were a little surprised.

"How can I forget the romance of iron and blood, the long-lost scenery is still bright, the attitude of charging will always be nostalgic, the true nature of a soldier is my eternal refuge"

Zuo Qingyun's eyes are slightly red, his voice melts everyone into it, all the soldiers have tears in their eyes, I am not afraid of the hail of bullets, let's go through mountains of swords and seas of fire together, hand over my back to my comrades, and use my chest to resist the artillery fire for you , This is the real friendship in war, and it is the voice of everyone.

They remembered that those glorious days in the past, those comrades who could never come back, were their brothers and their spiritual Great Wall.

At the end of the song, there was warm applause, and Zuo Qingyun continued, "Comrades, as the commander of the army, I can't accompany you in the charge, but I am with you, and the motherland will never forget it!"

Following the words of Zuo Qingyun, the cadres of the military organs have appeared in front of the stage. At this time, the rare chiefs of these grassroots soldiers are doing their best for them in the way they can.

Everyone had tears in their eyes. Although they knew that the chiefs were trying to boost morale, they were still moved...

The musicians of the Art Troupe were playing according to the scores given to them by Zuo Qingyun, and the magnificent momentum emerged vigorously at this moment. Even the secret agent of the Sun Army was shocked. He couldn't tell whether it was a cultural performance or a performance Strong song.

"In the vast sea of ​​people, which one am I? Among the rushing waves, which one am I? In the army that conquers the universe, I am the one who silently dedicates..."

Although in the eyes of the art troupe, the chorus level of the officers is not high, they can feel the sincere blood in the singing of these senior officers.

"I don't need you to know me, I don't want you to know me, I melt my youth into the rivers and rivers of the motherland, the mountains know me, the rivers know me, the motherland will never forget, never forget me!

The rhythmic voice is dynamic and full of energy, and the voice full of military feelings is shocking. The soldiers sit upright in the audience, with their spines as straight as a gun. The youngest among them may be just 18 years old, and they may join the army because they have no way out and are confused about the future, but after going through the war, they have already matured.

Yes, who can remember me? I don't need you to remember me, but I really want you to remember me. Because I have shed blood and sweat for my country, I want people to know all this, but I can't say it. Because a soldier is to give silently, to persevere is to be loyal, and to be silent is to be powerful!

"The mountains know me, the rivers know me, the motherland will never forget, never forget me!" At the end of the song, the officers on the stage saluted the soldiers with tears in their eyes. 1.0

"Stand up!" With the loud shout of the on-site commander, all the soldiers stood up neatly and gave a gun salute with their guns in their hands. Many of them were still full of oil.

"This song says that the motherland will never forget, right?" After stepping off the stage, Deng Xinran asked Zuo Qingyun with red eyes.

"right!"

"The General Administration has expropriated." After finishing speaking, Deng Xinran left. She didn't want Zuo Qingyun to see her face. The actors of the art troupe watched these senior officers leave. They have never seen it before, which also makes them more aware that this battle may be more tragic than they imagined

"Your Excellency, the Yanhuang Army is putting on a show." An agent of the Sun Army hiding around reported to Toshio Hesong.

"Performance? What the hell is the Yanhuang Army doing?" Junfu Hesong frowned. Could it be that they really have no plans to attack, no, it's impossible?

"I don't know Your Excellency, General. They are very strict in vigilance, and I can't get close!"

"Then let's do this first, you continue to keep an eye on their situation, once they are dispatched, report immediately!".