《My leader my group》Episodes

Trial continues. Long WenZhang Twenty-five years in the Republic, with numerous teams. Some troops were ordered to fight with the Japanese army, but there are more than a hundred Chinese troops from the Japanese army. Later, he followed up to keep up with Yu XiaoQing's troops and went to Myanmar. His deputy head of the regiment was killed by a stray bullet at the British airport. Many soldiers were scattered around the airport. The British did not want to control it. Therefore, he wore the deputy's clothes and became the head of the delegation. He felled the rest of the Sichuan Army's cannon fodder, including the other regiment of another regiment, and even another army, and this resulted in a fake Sichuan army. Yu XiaoQing said: "Do you know your guilt?" Died dead and said: "I killed a group of people." Yu XiaoQing said: "I gave you a chance to become a man in Nantianmen, why run back "Dead dead, said:" Because I have not dead yet. "He thought for a while and said:" No, fake, I was thinking about that is to die down is dead. I know I have done a lot of sin, do not be damn, everyone is the same, I am so furious so hard to come back alive. "Yu XiaoQing trial witnesses, without exception, these people do not look like soldiers do not like soldiers and thieves The bandits like thieves do not like bandits actually invariably expressed their support to their fake leader, Shanghai A Yi is the only person accused the teacher of long WenZhang guilty. However, he immediately said that he himself very much hopes and commits these crimes. If he has a chance, he will certainly live like Long Wen Zhang, otherwise he will not die. The trial ended. Meng FanLe were sent back, with the car there is the second half of the month to provide support. They know that their leader has not yet been shot at least temporarily. Life begins to repeat itself. One night, Meng FanLe felt that there seemed to be no one outside. He ignored the block of the guard and rushed out. He found a man who was lying in the doorway at the commonplace of the city of Chande. The Sentinel said that it was a dead man, and took him to the root of a wall. He could wake Meng MengLe and Dou Bing, Dou Bing, the ammunition thrown as a body on a bamboo raft. Everyone lasted eight times and took Dou Bing up in the house. Poor Dou Bing had a gossip, and he did not know if he could still hear the voices of these brethren. Jun Hao said he was going to end, but he'll suffer tonight. Tomorrow will be waiting for his funeral. Poor wanderers, no one knows dead, but knows a nickname Dou Bing, which can make people dead eyes closed it? Anyway, everyone said sigh, because they usually used to nickname, I am afraid no one can remember each other's name. The same kind of people lying on the ground so that they seem insensitive these people suddenly remembered himself. Snake ass said, I Meizhou people, called Ma DaZhi, please help me to remember. Bu La said, I treasure people, called Deng Bao, you also help me to remember. Bu La asked Meng FanLe to help him write down his name. Meng FanLe said that what? Bu La looked at himself, for a moment really do not know where to write. Meng FanLe said, write clothes? Burned it. Gun on? Do you have a gun? Thorn ass on? Forehead? On the arm? Shells are not bad? Took pocket? Who buried your mind turned?Which piece of your body is made by yourself, leaving a group of lossless people in the darkness at a loss. Only Dr. Hao vigils at that night, he looked at the front of Dou Bing, thinking about tomorrow, buried him there.