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The weather was hot and dry, and everyone was burning with anger. Except for the officers, the soldiers and brothers couldn't shout loudly like cicadas on the trees. People were like tightly tied explosive bags, all they needed was a fire twister. Meng Erluzi is that spark. Meng Erluzi's sudden attack surprised everyone present. Indeed, Mr. Shi had no warning. The instructor Li Lun was holding a rifle and lazily explaining the structure of the gun. The gun is an imitation of the German 6.8 Caliber Mauser gun from Guangdong Ishii Arsenal, but the name was changed to "Yuan Nian Style". The weather was too hot and Li Lun was listless. In fact, the rifles in Li Lun's head were all original rifles made in Germany. They were obtained from Germany by the Nationalist government in exchange for installment payments and rare minerals. The non-main force of the National Defense Forces had not yet changed their equipment.

The girl's Hebrew on the phone made Wang Sheng feel dizzy. Having been in Israel for so long, he still has trouble understanding those Jews who speak Hebrew quickly, unless he knows what they are going to say in advance. It took a while before Wang Sheng remembered who the girl who called herself Iman was. Iman's voice was very sweet and she spoke very fast, which reminded him of the bitter and sweet Turkish coffee. However, he finally couldn't remember what Iman looked like. In Wang Sheng's eyes, the looks of those Jews were almost the same, and he couldn't tell the difference between the looks of Jews, Palestinians, or even all Arabs, because he really had no need to tell them clearly at a glance.