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Foreign land.
The wind is blowing.
It was a sweet wind.
Blowing on the body is very comfortable, cool, light.
At this time in Dazhuang's eyes, it is a vast forest, far from the end.
It's impossible to judge how big the forest is.
But the trees are very tall. After a look at them on average, they are about 10 meters high. Many trees are full of pink fruits, which looks like peaches on the earth.
The huge sun was hanging in the sky, and Dazhuang narrowed his eyes slightly.
Where there are forests, they often represent danger. On earth, the Amazon jungle can be said to be a stranger not to enter, let alone in this strange land.
Dazhuang stands alone at the entrance of the forest without any fear.
His body is very high, and his chest muscles are thick.
A huge sword about his height was deep in the wet sand beside him.
He is the awakening of the defense of power.
Fighting is his instinct.
But even so, he knew that he might die.
Dazhuang is not afraid of death. He is just thinking about how to die is worth it.
Because he has a mission.
Even if he died, he would finish his task before he died.
Such a simple and persistent belief, there is only one kind of people in the world, can have, just deserve to have.
Chinese soldiers.
In the flood of 1998, countless soldiers carried sandbags to fill in the gaps in dikes.
After the 2008 earthquake, soldiers wrote their wills and jumped from the plane without knowing any information on the ground.
This is the soul of Chinese soldiers.
Their bodies support the backbone of China.
Now the great era has opened, and Dazhuang has long been ready for sacrifice.
The wind was blowing slowly.
The sun is shining on Zhuang's body.
At that moment, his whole body was full of warmth.
”Yes Dazhuang pulls out his sword and brings a happy smile to his mouth. Because he was born in this great country, one of his happiest things is to be a soldier.
Carrying a huge sword, he slowly entered the woods.
Within a hundred meters, in the dark corner of the woods, countless eyes appeared.
Green eyes.