Chapter 087 I Came Here for the War of Resistance

  The journalists and missionaries in the truck cheered when they learned that they had broken through the encirclement, hugging the special agents next to them. Westerners are more open-minded, regardless of gender, will stick their faces on the cheeks of the person being hugged.

  Dong Li Mao took off his helmet and let out a long sigh: "We've broken through! What luck! If it weren't for the fierce attack by the 113th Regiment of the 38th Division on the Japanese defensive line at the riverbank, drawing away most of the enemy's heavy equipment and troops to reinforce the riverbank, we would have had to pay a terrible price to break out!"

  "Dong Lianchang, you're a war genius! You were born for war!" Terry drove the jeep at high speed on the highway, her golden hair fluttering in the wind, she turned her head to glance at Dong Li Mao and gave him a thumbs up with her right hand.

  Dong Li Mao burst out laughing and didn't show any modesty: "Miss Taili is right, I'm here for this war!"

  This is a declaration of confidence for men.

  Dong Li Mao failed the college entrance exam twice and had almost completely lost his confidence before crossing over, especially after being slapped by Bai Ruxue, the school flower. His mood was at an all-time low. But things are different now. Since becoming Taigong Dong Jia Cheng after crossing over, he has been through numerous brutal and bloody battles, transforming him from a spoiled young man into a tough guy with iron willpower. Especially that one night when they traversed the primitive forest, fighting against a pack of wolves, he had fully integrated into this cruel life-or-death war environment. From leading his special forces team to victory in battle after battle, he found the confidence he thought was lost forever before crossing over.

  "I'm here just for this war of resistance!", what a magnificent and confident declaration of a man! This sentence is full of the highest courage and responsibility of a man who is not afraid of death, willing to fight to the death with the enemy.

  Dong Li Mao has completely transformed. If his past were to be compared to a insignificant caterpillar, then he is now a beautiful butterfly that has emerged from its cocoon and can fly freely. He has developed a taste for the sense of accomplishment brought by killing, which is entirely different from the games he used to play. No matter how thrilling or bloody those games were, they couldn't compare to the thrill of taking lives with his own hands, especially when it comes to killing Japanese devils. He enjoys this feeling so much that he almost doesn't want to return to the luxurious information age, where even the most basic love is hard to come by in the fast-paced modern life he's familiar with. In contrast, in these war-torn years, he has won the favor of one beautiful woman after another.

  Take the blonde-haired, blue-eyed British "mare" next to him, for example. Dong Limao can feel that he is a celebrity from her praise. The so-called beauty loves heroes, whether it's Chinese beauties or foreign girls, as long as they are heroes, they will chase after love. Dong Limao's innate desire to conquer men, in addition to winning victories in battles, also conquered the proud hearts of beautiful women he knew, making them willing to become his "mares" under him, and as long as he was willing, they could ride freely at any time.

  Now, Dong Li Mao suddenly had an urge, towards the blonde-haired, blue-eyed British thoroughbred 'mare' beside him, which made him feel a little unbelievable. Just now, he had just rushed out of the city surrounded by the Japanese army, and had just experienced a massacre. He himself was also wondering if he had become a ferocious beast after killing too many people. Otherwise, why would his crotch be so eager to find prey at this moment?

  "Miss Tai Li, are you married?" Dong Limao suddenly asked.

  "Ah......" Terry seemed like she didn't understand.

  "Are you married?" Dong Li Mao raised his voice and asked again.

  "Didn't you used to call me Miss Terri? If I were married, it should be Mrs." Elizabeth Terri didn't explicitly answer, but Dong Li Mao understood that she wasn't married yet.

  "Is there a fiancé?" Dong Limao was very curious, what is the private life of such a young and beautiful woman working in a world-renowned newspaper?

  "He's a Flying Tiger, I haven't seen him for over a year," Terri replied.

  "I heard that flying over the valley of Mount Everest is very dangerous, aren't you worried about his safety?" Dong Li Mao knew some information from historical records about the 'Hump' airlift, many pilots from Britain and America had died on that airlift route.

  "Is your wife worried about your safety?" Teri asked back.

  "My wife?" Dong Li Mao was momentarily unable to understand who Terry's "wife" referred to.

  "This is a time of war, men go to battle, can women not worry?" Terry continued.

  Dong Li Mao only then reacted, she was talking about her own great-grandmother. Perhaps because he didn't have a woman to worry about him, Dong Li Mao couldn't understand that kind of heart-wrenching feeling. However, from time to time, he would worry about the safety of Jian Lan Xiang, wondering how she was doing now? Would she also be worried about her own safety?

  After a moment of silence, Taili asked again: "How long has it been since you last saw your wife? I heard from Xiao Hu Zi that your wife had a baby and you became a father. Are you very happy?"

  Dong Li Mao really didn't know how to respond. If he answered Tai Li's question, wouldn't that make him too much like a great-grandfather? That would be very disrespectful to his elders. So Dong Li Mao pretended not to hear and turned around to say to Hu San and Pan Guang Zu: "You two can become partners as rocket launcher operators from now on. I think you two are quite compatible."

  "Really? Then who will be your orderly?" Hu San asked with apparent delight.

  "You two are partners, and it doesn't affect your work as my attendant. Don't you like following me?" Dong Li Mao asked with a lowered face.

  "Haha...... I didn't mean that...... Of course, I'm willing to follow Lian Zhang's side...... What I meant was......" Hu San didn't know how to respond.

  Pan Guangzu spoke up for Hu San: "Little Huzi thinks that Commander Lian no longer wants you."

  "That's what Steward Hu meant." Hu San hastily added.

  "Fatty, are you addicted to killing devils?" Dong Limao asked with a smile.

  "It's really satisfying! It's so relieving!" Pan Guangzu replied excitedly.

  "You'll get hooked, and in the future, you won't even be able to stop yourself from killing!" Dong Li Mao sighed and said.

  "Kill the little devils, the more the better! As long as I don't die, I'll keep killing!" Pan Guangzu said gritting his teeth.

  "Right on! This is what a real soldier looks like! We're not talking about the grand principles of defending our country, we can't stand the arrogance of those little Japanese devils! I hate how they indiscriminately slaughter innocent people! In order to win this war, these damned pirates actually used biological weapons to harm civilians! In the past, I didn't have the chance, because I lived in a peaceful era. Now that I've got this opportunity, I must teach them a lesson! Dong Li Mao said excitedly, not caring if anyone understood him or not: "Fatty, follow me and you won't go wrong, I'm here specifically to kill those devils! Don't worry, I can guarantee with my own head that you won't die, and neither will I!"

  Dong Li Mao's words left Tai Li bewildered, especially when he said that Pan Guang Zu would not die. She interjected: "Dong Lian Zhang, on the battlefield, bullets don't have eyes, no one can guarantee their own life or others'."

  "I can't guarantee others, but I can guarantee my life and Pang's life. You Westerners believe in God, don't you? If God can't guarantee something, I dare to guarantee it! Pang and I will absolutely not die!" Dong Limao almost patted his chest as he spoke, because earlier he saw Pan Guangzu standing on the back seat of the jeep with a rocket launcher on his shoulder, the Japanese machine gun bullets whizzing past him without hitting his fat body. From this point on, Dong Limao knew that Pan Guangzu and himself would not die in this war.