Chapter 1544 My Cinnabar Mole (Fanwai 18)

After coming to the battlefield for more than half a month, Chen Haoqing was defeated.

He was defeated because he was too self-righteous, and all the soldiers were like him, going forward bravely.

Facing the enemy, he will not hold back his killing intent.

He was so wrong, so he lost.

He had won the battle steadily, but lost because of his self-righteousness.

He shouldn't have left the final retreat to an unfamiliar team.

The people who followed him were all cronies of the Chen family. They were desperately fighting on the battlefield, but their own support team was holding back.

This was the first time Chen Haoqing tasted sourness, unwillingness, and anger.

Those people are all for military pay, for silver dollars, and they will never put their lives in danger on the battlefield.

"Master, let's have something to eat." His guard came over with the food.

Chen Haoqing sat at the table looking at the simple drawings, frowning.

Did you hear what the guard said, without even raising your head, "Don't eat, take it down."

Since the defeat, Chen Haoqing has been studying the blueprints, mixing what he learned in Germany with the summary and review of this real battle.

When the guard heard what he said, he stepped forward and put all the food on the table.

"Young master, you can eat some. Brothers know that you are sad, but it is not our fault. Brothers like you are also suffering, and they are still worried."

Chen Haoqing raised his head, showing a young but haggard face.

His lips were covered with white skin, and his complexion was very bad, which was caused by long-term malnutrition.

He really couldn't eat it, as long as he thought of his dead brothers, as long as he thought of the hind legs pulled by those people, and he was still eating and drinking, he couldn't swallow it.

This battle made him see many things clearly.

No matter how many pests there are in the team, it's okay for them to drag their legs, and they are still eating the common people.

Among the surrounding people, which one has not been looted by them.

He is just a small official title in the south, and cannot control those soldiers who do not belong to him.

This is a hand he cannot stretch out, a boundary he cannot cross.

Facing the courteous gaze of the guard, Chen Haoqing closed his eyes and put his hand on the bridge of his nose.

"Understood, I will eat, let's go."

Hearing what he said, the guard was relieved.

As long as the young master says to eat, he will definitely eat it.

He still believes in this.

The battle will start at any time, and everyone is watching the young master's blow, they can't just be devastated like this.

Chen Haoqing didn't know, so he was now out day and night researching knowledge, and summarizing the battles he experienced.

Thinking more about how to get rid of those dragging mouse shit.

Sitting on the stool, Chen Haoqing took the food left by the guard before his eyes, and ate it without knowing the taste.

This battle was brutal, but it also taught him a lot.

The Communist Party of China is too corrupt.

They have no ambitions at all, no danger of being persecuted by the enemy, and even thought they were living in the stable days of the past.

Coming to the battlefield is just to make money.

Even though it was a dead body for his companion, although his heart was a little moved, he forgot everything when he saw the silver dollar afterwards.

These people cannot exist on the battlefield. This is a danger to the country and irresponsible for the lives of all people.

The more Chen Haoqing thought about it, the harder his hand holding the vegetables became.

It can't be like this, he can't tolerate the existence of these people.

But his power is too small, even as a young commander, there are things he can't do.

"Master! Master... here we come..."

Chen Haoqing heard the excited voice of the returning guard, he looked up at the door.