Compared with Our Qualifications in the War of Resistance, You Are Not Qualified.

It's night in Guanzhuang, the moon and stars are sparse. Yuan Changzheng sat in the yard, wiping a Browning pistol in his hand, which he had taken off from a small Baga officer. He seemed to have seen the shocked and relieved expressions of the division commanders, senior leaders, and bosses when they saw the coalition flag. With this flag, the prestige of our army will definitely rise to the next level. Yuan Changzheng picked up his pistol, stood up, walked into the house, and gently hung the coalition flag on the wall. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.