The Saint Seiya Who Shines in Marvel

Flood fighting, earthquake rescue, and typhoon fighting, wherever there is a need, there are those green figures.

We may not know their names or remember their faces, but we know that they have a common name, Chinese soldiers!

The company commander was a white-faced scholar. He had graduated from a national defense student in his early years, and he carried a sense of literature. After being assigned to the city garrison, he had always been a clerical officer.

He has not experienced the battlefield or shot a few times. He was lying in the trench and his legs were trembling. It was all because he had just urinated clean before.

"No...can't charge," the company commander stumblingly said, "I...we, we are responsible for the lives of the soldiers, they are still young, waiting...waiting for orders."

Most of this company is recruits, with an average age of less than 25 years old, and it exists as a reserve service.

The sergeant has been a soldier for nearly forty years. He is a professional soldier who has served as a soldier for more than 20 years. Although he has not experienced the war years, he has participated in various military exercises and competitions. He has even selected special forces. It is a pity that the last pass Sorry to lose the election.

It can be said that in the city garrison, he is like a soldier king. From the beginning, the sergeant commander looked down on the company commander from the scholarly background, but the senior officer crushed people to death, even if there was more dissatisfaction, he Also have to hold back.

At this time, the fighting situation had reached a level that was almost tragic, so many people died on the way to the charge, and many comrades who did not hide in the trenches in time were also knocked to the ground by the rain of bullets. Even if they were hiding in the trenches, they might be attacked from the sky. The shell overturned.

In this total encounter, facing the sudden and powerful firepower, from the very beginning, the garrison had almost no chance of winning.

"Company commander!" The sergeant yelled loudly when he approached the company commander, "The fairy fighting technique just now has broken the communication system, and we can't contact our superiors. The situation is urgent now, and the second battalion at the door can't hold it anymore. If we don’t go up and hold them, the bullet will really be lost!"

Just as the company commander was about to say something, there was a loud noise in the distance, and the gate defense line guarded by the second battalion made a violent explosion.

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Chapter 156: I'm Late

Looking at the lost gate, the company commander sat down on the ground and muttered, "It's over, it's over..."

Snapped! A slap was slammed on his face, and the sergeant exclaimed in hatred of iron and steel, "It's over, we're still there, and we still have people, how come it's over."

The company commander was also angered by the slap, pointing his finger at the soldier behind the sergeant commander and said, "Look at him, he, they are less than twenty years old, they are still children!"

The sergeant clenched his teeth, and said in a deep and powerful voice, "This is war! It is war! From the moment they stepped onto the battlefield, they are no longer children, but a Chinese soldier! They are the ones who shed blood and sacrificed to defend the country. duty of!"

Raising his finger in the direction of the gate, the chief sergeant continued to roar, "Are there no recruits in the second battalion? Are they not children? They can bravely put up justice in order to stop the enemy, why do we hide here to be a turtle!"

"Stop making excuses for your cowardice!"

Pushing the company commander away, the sergeant turned around and looked at the familiar faces behind him.

"Warriors, the brothers of the second battalion have all sacrificed. They do not have a scam, and all of them are good. Now the enemy is going out of here with the corpses of the brothers of the second battalion. This will belong to our city garrison. shame."

"Can we let the five hundred lives of the second battalion die there in vain!"

"No!" Although the recruits underneath have never been on the battlefield or experienced life and death, they are young and passionate. They don't have as many concerns as middle-aged people. They have a lot of pride that middle-aged people can't pick up anymore. Aspirations and hardships can't be a steel gun.

"Okay! Take your guns, follow me, and charge!"

After the sergeant shouted, he grabbed the submachine gun in his hand and rushed out of the trench without looking back.

Behind him, the young soldiers who had been holding back their stomachs for a long time grabbed their weapons and rushed out with him. Even the 18-year-old recruits were no exception.

For these recruits who have not been exposed to extraordinary powers, the current feelings can be applied to the most passionate line of Galen in the entire chapter of Super Theological Seminary.

"Now that gods and ghosts have come to our world at the same time, I don't want to answer anything, is it right? Believe it or not? I just want someone to tell me how to fight, whom to fight, kill the enemy, or die! "

Death is not terrible, I don’t know why it’s terrible to live.

Now, these passionate young people have finally found the meaning of survival. Whether this battle is life or death, it will be the most glorious and glorious moment in their lives.

At this moment, the chief sergeant was no longer the instructor of their recruits, no longer a greasy veteran who had been a soldier for twenty years, but a general who could lead everyone to the battlefield.

More than a hundred people all launched a charge, just in time for the black-clothed militants to repel a wave of charges from one battalion. Before they had time to adjust the direction of their defense, they did indeed act as a surprise soldier and beat them. One was caught off guard.

Unfortunately, that's all.

Since the Manchus will bring these people, naturally they will not be without a back hand. One of the militants will come out more and more. With the raised hand, the red light flashes on the fingers, and a huge fire burst out in an instant.

Before the fire was close, the chief sergeant who rushed to the front felt the heat wave on his face. The intense heat burned his eyebrows and eyelashes in an instant, and the skin on his face was even hotter as if it was about to melt. Same.

"No!" At the end of the team, after the company commander saw the fire, his trembling legs finally no longer limp. He turned out of the trenches and crawled and rushed towards the team.

Since I can’t protect you, I have to die with you. I just hope you don’t despise my cowardice...

boom! The flames slammed into the front of the team directly, and the flames set off a monstrous heat wave, rushing into the high sky.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! A golden light wall.

bump! The pig-killing shout came to an abrupt end, and the company commander slid down the wall to the ground like a frog, acting as funny as a crappy comedian.

But no one cares about his life or death.

Including the chief sergeant, everyone stared blankly at the golden wall of light that suddenly appeared. The wall of light not only blocked the flames on the opposite side, protected them from being burned by the flames, but also blocked theirs at the same time. charge.

If they can't rush to break through the defenses of the militants in black, then what is the point of their lives.

"Smash...well."

As soon as the chief sergeant spoke, a silver figure appeared on the other side of the light wall.

Hurry up and hurry, Le Xia finally arrived, at a distance of six to seven hundred kilometers, flying at the speed of twice the speed of sound for nearly twenty minutes, even with his current strength, it is inevitable that he will suffer a little.

Raising his hand back and pressing the sergeant's mouth, Le Xia gasped and said, "Don't, don't shout...let me take a breath."

"Pooh, pooh!" The sergeant took a step back and looked at Le Xia suspiciously, "Who are you?"

"Huh!" Le Xia let out a long sigh, stood up straight, and looked at the man who had stopped in midair and had ravaged Tian Jinzhong and turned his eyes around.

"Am I? I am the warrior who guards the love and justice on the earth, the Silver Saint Seiya, Le Xia!"

Behind the silver and purple giant saint clothing, the white cloak fluttered in the wind, Le Xia stood on the ground, but pierced the sky like a steel gun.

After reaching twice the speed of sound and establishing a closer communication with the saint clothing through life and death, Le Xia can finally proudly announce to the world that he is already an authentic silver saint, not a person wearing a silver saint. Bronze Saint Seiya.

While saying these words, Le Xia's eyes kept looking at Manchu, her eyes filled with a terrible fighting spirit.

You gave it to me at the time, and I will return it to you today.

Before she landed, Le Xia had scattered the ink clothes he used for the journey, and put on the new-born knight saints, just to use his most complete state to deal with the failure of the man who once gave him, and The man who nearly killed him.

"Saint? Saint Lexia?" The sergeant muttered this word in confusion, but the company commander on the ground stood up all at once.

"You are the reinforcements sent by the Divine Spear Bureau. Finally, I finally waited for you. I am..."

"It's not important," Le Xia waved her hand, "arrange someone to rescue the wounded first. Sergeant Chief!"

"Here!" The sergeant replied habitually.