"Hahahaha, I have never seen a guy like you. It's interesting, so interesting. Come again..."

The man picked up two bottles of strong wine from his feet, wiped the bottleneck casually, and easily changed the bottle into a wine glass. From this light touch, he could see his deep strength. Perhaps his level was not high, but his control over power was definitely second to none.

Gao Feng had a fire hidden in his heart. This fire was called annoyance. He could only use wine to wipe it out, and he didn't say anything. He snatched a bottle, ran into the other party's bottle, shouted loudly:

"I've done it, I won't stop drunk..."

"Okay, I've done it, and no one has ever drunk this with me. It's so interesting..."

The fierce and burly Gala seemed to be more and more pleasing to Gao Feng, and he also learned to kill Lie Liquor. He thought that he was so mighty and mighty, and he would definitely drink it first than Gao Feng, but when he just drank half a bottle, Gao Feng had already killed the second bottle.

At this time, the people around also stopped and looked at Gao Feng in surprise who threw away the bottle and burped the wine. As Gala, who was chosen as the dead soldier, they were all low-level Gala who was not qualified to know Gao Feng's identity. Naturally, they didn't know that the young boy in front of them was the culprit who sent them to the battlefield.

They were frightened by Gao Feng's way of drinking. Even if someone vomited and drank, they were not as good as Gao Feng's throat as he poured alcohol into his throat. This was not drinking, but seeking death.

"Boy, don't suffocate yourself to death. I saw you coming from outside. You don't have to go tomorrow. It's better to live well. Live one more day, one day..."

"Bad, can drinking alcohol kill people? Who said that people will be killed by fists, stabbed by knives, shot by bullets, or killed by shells. They will be killed by people, but they will not be suffocated by alcohol..."

Gao Feng was already drunk, pointing at the burly nose with a little crazy attitude and scolding loudly. At first glance, he was in a state of drunkenness. Several Gala saw the strong man being pointed at by Gao Feng and couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly. The strong man was not a good man. There were many Galas who died in his hands. He was the most irritable and took ruthless measures whenever he disagreed. However, few of them had beaten him at the same level. If he had not allowed his only daughter to enter the family's direct camp and get the best resources and care, he might not have appeared here.

"Interesting, so interesting. You're right. Men can die anyway, but they won't be suffocated to death by alcohol. Come again..."

The strong man seemed to appreciate Gao Feng more, and even if he was pointed at the tip of his nose, he was not annoyed. He grabbed two bottles of wine and blew against Gao Feng. This time, Gao Feng was still defeated by Gao Feng. Gao Feng, which seemed to be shaking, could still stand firm. The strong man was already a little overwhelmed.

"Little..., boy, no one can drink me, you..., you are the first one, what's your name? Leave a number..."

The strong man was unwilling to admit defeat. While talking with his tongue, he picked up two bottles of wine again. Before he could get up, he lost one bottle of wine in his hand and was snatched by Gao Feng again.

"My name is Gao Feng, what are your name?"

"Just..., call me a bear monster. Only friends call me a bear monster. Others dare to shout and twist their necks..."

"So... do you think I'm a friend?"

Gao Feng put down the half-filled wine bottle, looked at the bear monster with a drunken eyes and looked like a red shrimp, and asked in a strange tone.

"The guys who can drink alcohol are better than me. After drinking three bottles of wine, they are still not falling, they are all monsters..., Monsters are friends of monster bears. Do you think..., are they..."

The monster bear gasped and suddenly rushed to everyone present to ask hysterically. The heart-wrenching sound resounded like an alarm in everyone's ears. Everyone raised the bottle of wine at the same time and shouted:

"Yes..., yes, the bear monster is a monster, and his friends are also monsters. Only monsters are the monsters' friends..."

Hundreds of people shouted at the same time, as if they were in tune with each other, saying the same sentence, forming a huge sound wave that soared into the sky. At this moment, Gao Feng was really drunk. In this huge sound wave, he felt that he was being caught in it and sent to the sky above his head. Just like in his previous life, after burying his comrades, he drank all night with the remaining soldiers of the Storm Brigade, using alcohol to forget the sorrow in his heart, and using the uncooled blood to boost the morale of his companions, and preparing for the next battle death...

For a moment, Gao Feng's memory became chaotic, and the big faces shining with the cheeks of his previous life's comrades-in-arms, and the last caution in his heart disappeared. He staggered to the center of the fire, raised his hands, and calmed everyone present, and then shouted like a thunderstorm:

"What's the harm in life? What's the harm in death..., why are you afraid of having comrades in life? Why are you worried about having alcohol in life?, why are you worried about having enemies in life?, Why are you afraid of having enemies in life? A true man, a great man, life and death are only separated by one level. My life and death are only one layer. My life and death are not the same. I will kill all enemies and never stop. In the underworld, I will drink again..."

This is the song of life and death of the Storm Brigade. Whenever there is a drunken momentum after bidding farewell to the comrades, there are always people singing loudly in tears, saying goodbye to the souls of their comrades with the sad feelings of separation, telling them that after killing the enemy, they will go down to accompany them to find another glass of wine...

The song of life and death does not rhyme, but it has the contempt for death in the hearts of soldiers, the ambition to defeat the enemy, and the sentiment of committing suicide and righteousness. It is the most likely to inspire the heroic spirit in the hearts of soldiers and make them despise death. It is the song of the Storm Brigade.

"I am happy in my life..., what's wrong with death..., I have comrades in my life, and why not be afraid of..., I have strong alcohol in my life..."

The bear monster suddenly started singing, with incomplete tone and loud voice, containing a bit of enlightenment and freedom of death, which made him sing the sadness and melodiousness of Qin Opera. For a moment, many drunk people also sang along with it. Soon, hundreds of people also sang along with it. The singing became louder and louder, and the depression in their hearts was vented through the singing. They were no longer pretending to be happy, but really happy. Even if they die tomorrow, with so many comrades accompanying them, they would not be lonely even if they die. If that is the case, what else is there to be dissatisfied?

The song resounded over and over again in the camp. As the wind swept into the distance, more people gathered with the song. These people include Gala, ordinary people, and soldiers from underground troops. At this moment, the gap between them seemed to disappear. Everyone was part of the song. Everyone could feel the freedom and passion in the song. For a moment, countless people felt from the bottom of their hearts that the deepest feelings in the hearts of the hundreds of Galas were nostalgic for life and expectations for death. They were using singing to express their feelings between life and death.

People hiding in the dark crying, walked out of the door with tears hanging on them. They listened to the songs of life and death sung by countless people, and felt the joy of the souls of their relatives in the song. It was a kind of complete relief, it was the soul of their relatives without regrets, and it was the last comfort to them.

I haven't been so drunk for a long time. When I woke up the next day, Gao Feng still felt the severe pain of his scalp being about to explode. When he groped and sat up with the drunken people beside him, he was surprised to find that he was actually in the sky.

The dark red clouds were just outside the boat's side, the biting cold wind shaved like a knife on his cheeks, and the lightning like a dragon swimming in the distance, swimming among the clouds, while he was sitting among the pile of alcoholic Gala in a daze.

Suddenly, Gao Feng remembered what he did last night. Because of a song of life and death that had long been buried deep in his memory, he let go of everything, completely forgot his identity, integrated himself with the Gala, drank big gulps of wine, ate meat, and called each Gala who patted his shoulder brother, drank twenty Galas that he could not finish. The result was that he was now.
Chapter completed!