Actor: Signing in for a hundred days, I created a famous scene

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"That day, the sky was blood red."

Jiangbei was like a drowning person, breathing heavily, and his whole body... was dripping with sweat!

"This is... where am I?"

Everything in front of me began to become clear.

Oil paintings from the 18th century, Baroque tables and chairs, and... vintage chandeliers overhead.

A man in military uniform stood in front of the window, smoking a stuffy cigarette.

"You are in the Sixing Warehouse, here... is the office of the Four Great Foreign Companies, and it is also the last position of the national army."

Jiang Bei bowed his head and raised his hands, each thick cocoon...

"who am I?"

The man said without turning his head: "You are me, I am you, and you are... Xie Jinyuan!"

Look back.

At that moment, Jiangbei was struck by lightning!

Two people...exactly the same!

Jiang Bei ran in front of the mirror like crazy, military cap, military uniform, military boots, but the military ranks on his shoulders changed... regiment seat!

He is the head of the 524 regiment, Xie Jinyuan!

"In 10 minutes, Master Sun (Sun Paopao) will come to persuade you to surrender. Before that, I have another story, do you want to hear it?"

Jiang Bei closed his eyes, let out a foul breath, and opened his eyes to understand everything.

This should be the trial of the actor's space!

Jiang Bei walked up to General Xie Jinyuan, and the two stood side by side. The next second, Jiang Bei looked outside in horror!

There was heavy snow outside the window, and on the devastated ground, there were piles of corpses of the national army, blood dried up, ruins and broken limbs, and some... just tragic!

"This this..."

"Don't blame me, if you put them in the four-line warehouse, the corpses will rot, and the bacteria will make the soldiers get sick, and the combat effectiveness will be greatly reduced..." Xie Jinyuan's eyes were bloodshot, obviously he hadn't slept well for several days and nights, "Just now Does the story of the story make you feel very touched, the bloody battle of the national army is worthy of admiration, right?"

Jiang Bei was shocked by the scene in front of him!

So real...he could smell blood in the air!

"That's right! They are worthy of respect! Each of them... is a national hero!"

Xie Jinyuan smiled miserably: "Yes, admiration, tragic... You can't die for what you want... It's just unnecessary casualties."

Jiang Bei frowned: "Why do you say that?"

"Because, the battle at Sixing Warehouse was a complete show!"

For an instant.

Jiang Bei felt as if he had been hit hard!The world view was shattered!Turning his head slowly, he looked at Xie Jinyuan in shock!

"No...impossible!"

Xie Jinyuan pulled out an ugly smile: "Let me tell you the truth."

"The battle of Songhu began, and the national army retreated steadily. The principal was beaten and ran all the way, and was scattered from Huaibei to Qinghai."

"At the same time, the Nine Nations Pact is imminent. Under the coercion and lure of the foreign powers, the principal chose to back down. While paying the compensation, he became corrupt at the same time!"

"But in order to get more sympathy from them, the headmaster decided to show the big powers a show in Shanghai during the meeting."

"The purpose is to attract the neon lights to fire, and it is best to scare the eagle people in the concession."

"He thinks that, the eight countries will take action to stop the neon."

In one sentence, the principal is like a big bear who has been violently beaten by a fat tiger, crying and complaining to his wild father, fantasizing about suing the teacher to solve the problem.

(Ps: You all know who the principal is...the awards are coming.)

Jiangbei was shocked!

"History... is history really like this?"

"Yes." Xie Jinyuan continued, "Since it is a show battle, then, more troops are sacrifices, and less troops are sacrifices. My 524 regiment... was pushed to the forefront, and was pushed to the front of the world!"

"Hehe, it's a pity. When he came to Commander Sun, he changed from a regiment's strength to a battalion's strength. He also withheld weapons, salary, and... support!"

"In order to confuse the outside world, the actual combat team of 420 people, I declared [-] people to strengthen the momentum!"

"And this battle, from the very beginning, is a doomed battle! There is no possibility of survival! They want to use our death! To win the sympathy of the nine kingdoms, to satisfy their own selfish desires, regardless of the nation! "

(Ps: None of the above sentences are fabricated, all of them are true. This is the real history of Yaobai.)

Seeing the tears in his eyes, Xie Jinyuan trembled all over, turned his head, looked at Jiangbei, trembling his chapped lips, tears fell down.

"So, tell me... which one is history? Which one is justice?"

Raise your hand.

Pointing to the corpses that had fallen into the mountains outside.

"They...don't know why they died! They...just want to hold the last piece of land of 960 million square kilometers!"

Jiangbei's mind went blank.

Under the scars, they are all living lives.

Xie Jinyuan closed his eyes, lost in memory...

"I was born in a poor peasant family. I was originally a scholar, but fortunately... I worked hard and was admitted to the National Higher Normal University with excellent grades."

(Ps: National Higher Normal University, which is now Sun Yat-sen University!)

"During the 25th provincial and Hong Kong strike, I witnessed the persecution of my compatriots by foreigners. In that year, I did not graduate and decided to abandon literature and pursue martial arts, in order to... save the nation from fire and water! Dedicate my meager strength!"

"Back then, I was transferred to the fourth phase of the Huangpu Military Academy, and I... finally found my mission!"

"After graduation, from the Northern Expedition to the Anti-Japanese War, I participated in countless battles, large and small. Fortunately, I didn't embarrass the school. I am worthy of this uniform!"

"It's also a fortune teller. I didn't die. I was promoted all the way from the platoon leader to the lieutenant colonel. At that time, I was discovered by Master Sun Yuanliang and followed me as the commander of the 524 regiment."

"Perhaps Mr. Sun knew that I still have the blood of a soldier, so he entrusted me with the task of fighting a performance after the break."

Jiang Bei asked, "What about Mr. Sun?"

Xie Jinyuan's eyes dimmed: "Retreat."

It sounds nice to call it retreat, and it sounds ugly to call it escape. Besides, if Sun Yuanliang doesn't run away, why call him to run away?

"When I heard that I led the 524 regiment to the Sixing Warehouse and lost a battle, everyone came to persuade me."

"That's right, it's just a show battle, why bother to be serious?" Xie Jinyuan said with cold eyes, "But they don't know... this is the last moment of national peril!"

"My soul can leave my body, but the gun cannot leave our hands! Without an order, we will never retreat!"

Xie Jinyuan laughed miserably.

"Neon thought the battle would end soon, but...they underestimated the strength of our group of death squads."

"From infantry to chariots, from 200 people to a division's strength, they can't advance half a step! Adding the oil barrels in the four-row warehouse, the neon can't attack the mouse, and they can't attack!"

"For 4 days...they didn't take it, the flag was flying on the roof, it hurt them."

"With the sacrifice of more than ten people and the injury of 28 people, more than 200 people were killed in Nihong."

Jiangbei was shocked again!

The battle loss ratio of nearly 1:20 is awesome!

"Our group of cannon fodder, known as the 'lone army', fought desperately, but...we couldn't resist someone stabbing us in the back!"

"At the end of the Nine Nations Conference, Master Sun advised me to surrender, because... this battle is no longer a show, but a battle to build up the heroic spirit of our nation!"

"Britain and France are afraid that the conflict will escalate and their business in the concession will be affected. It is ridiculous to persuade me to retreat... They don't persuade the little devil to stop, but in the name of 'humanitarianism', they persuade me to retreat!"

boom!

Xie Jinyuan punched the wall.

"An inch and an inch of soil, too! Absolutely! No! Retreat! Retreat!"

"Hehe, the headmaster who called on us to 'kill our lives and become benevolent' five days ago, faced pressure from the foreign powers and asked us to withdraw from the battlefield on the night of October 5!"

"What a joke!"

"All my strong men have made a will, made the determination to die, and swore to each other to use the Sixing Warehouse as a grave, and live and die with the last position 3.8! It is meaningful for us not to ask for death, but to ask for death! Yes! It! So!"

"From the beginning to the end, they have never cared about the life and death of our more than 400 people, or our ideals and dignity as soldiers, hehe...he only cares about whether his foreigner is angry? Does he want more money!"

Xie Jinyuan closed his eyes and shook his head.

"It's a pity...no one listens to our group of cannon fodder, the lone army...just wants to fight alone."

Jiang Bei couldn't believe it!

He felt that his three views had been greatly impacted!

Xie Jinyuan turned his head, looked at Jiangbei, and pointed to a transfer order on the table, which was a document to retreat within a time limit.

"What would you do if you were me?"

In the front is the Class A division of Neon, and in the back is a transfer order from the principal.

There are wolves in front and tigers in the back.

Do you go or not?

Xie Jinyuan took out a letter and put it in Jiangbei's pocket.

"If you want to play me well, you have to pass this level."

Just as Jiangbei was about to touch his pocket.

Outside the door, there was a sound of footsteps.

"Thank you, Commander, have you thought about it?"

Jiang Bei turned his head suddenly!

Mr. Sun appeared in the Sixing Warehouse!

And Xie Jinyuan's heroic spirit has long since disappeared!Only a letter in Jiangbei's pocket proved that the conversation between the two just now existed!

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Ps: I didn’t clean up the Cannon Party, it’s bad if it’s bad, but I can’t say that the Cannon Party has no good people, and there are too many national heroes. The film "Eight Hundred" should be viewed from the standpoint of the nation, anyway, Sun Paopao It doesn't have to be washed, spicy chicken.But Xie Jinyuan is really awesome. The author's point of view is not conveyed here, but all different opinions are written through the plot, and readers can judge for themselves.

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Chapter 145, Extravagance!Word!anti!Day, stand!cut!none!amnesty!

Jiang Bei closed his eyes and rubbed his face.

Watching Mr. Sun sitting on the conference table, he tapped a piece of paper with his two fingers.

"Did you watch it? The Commissioner Yuan wants to evacuate the Sixing Warehouse. Your performance is very exciting, but... it's meaningless. Let's retreat."

Jiang Bei turned his head, his eyes changed from being clear at the beginning to dark and stern!

But Master Sun leisurely lit a cigarette, poured a glass of foreign wine donated by the people on the other side of the river, and took a sip.

"Hiss... good wine!"

Jiang Bei endured the overwhelming anger and kept hypnotizing himself in his mind. This is fake, everything is fake... This is the trial of the actor's space!

wide awake!

"Don't know what to do?! Let you retreat! Don't make me repeat these words a second time! Soldiers take obeying orders as their bounden duty!"

Mr. Sun took a puff of the cigarette, feeling the nicotine swimming in the alveoli.

Jiang Bei closed his eyes, squeezed the letter in his hand, and tried to calm himself down!

"If they don't listen, I can't help it. If you have the ability, go and tell them."

boom!

Master Sun slapped the table, and looked at Jiangbei sternly!

"Bastard! This is how you talk to Shangguan?! Are you the commander of the 88rd division of the 23th division, or am I the division commander?! Your soldiers don't listen to you, what kind of commander are you as the commander of the 524th regiment?! Ah! Let me tell you again, this is the order of the general secretary! You have to listen to it, and you have to listen to it! Otherwise... don't force me to surrender your weapon!"