In the warm atmosphere, the First Corps celebrated a rich New Year, and all the soldiers were assigned to drink, eat meat, drink wine, and drink wine on New Year's Eve. Countless people were drunk.

Senior officers gathered in Lin Chuan's office and their faces were flushed. I have to say that wine is really a good thing. After a few glasses of wine, Chief of Staff Li Yunshan and the generals began to call each other brothers, which made Lin Chuan very pleased.

What Lin Chuan most hopes to see is that the generals under his command are harmonious, and the chief of staff can be recognized and recognized by the generals. Now, he is very happy to see their relationship closer.

The bell of the New Year rings, heralding the arrival of the new year.

Lin Chuan believes that no matter how difficult the future is, the Nanchuan army will face the difficulties. Although the dynasty army is elite and powerful, the Nanchuan soldiers have experienced many battles and will never retreat.

Now that the Nanchuan Army has occupied the Black Mountain Iron Mine, there will be a steady stream of weapons, armor and equipment entering the army, and the Nanchuan Army will become stronger and stronger.

The New Year is spent in joy, and the 19803 is coming.

The wind and snow have stopped, and the world is covered with silver, with a northern scenery, but the air is still cold.

Lin Chuan walked on the street, with broken wine jars everywhere, and black military uniforms were thrown on the corner of the street, and the streets were in a mess after the carnival.

"Salute!" The patrol team came towards them, and they were all full of energy and red. Under the loud command of the leader's sergeant, they raised their right fists and slapped Lin Chuan in unison.

The soldiers' eyes were full of respect and fanaticism, and it was Lin Chuan who led them to win one battle after another.

Lin Chuan also gave a gift with his right fist and punched his chest. Lin Chuan also sincerely liked these brave and warlike soldiers.

The residents who woke up early on the street kept greeting Lin Chuan, and they were full of gratitude for the amiable general.

After the Nanchuan Army entered Heishan Town, it did not burn or kill, nor looted. The previous gangsters and bullies were sent to the mining area by the Nanchuan Army to mine. The public security of the entire Heishan Town became unprecedentedly good, and the Nanchuan Army also received the sincere support of local residents.

"Little bastard, don't run away!" An obese middle-aged man was roaring loudly and chasing a thin boy.

The thin boy was holding a few hot steamed buns in his hand and was walking steadily on the streets, and the fat middle-aged man could not catch up with him.

"Little bastard! I want to break your legs!" The middle-aged man was furious, but the distance between him and the boy was getting farther and farther away.

The boy turned his head and grinned at the fat middle-aged man, keeping his pace: "Fat uncle, I'll lend you a few steamed buns first, and I'll repay you when I have money--"

The boy did not notice Lin Chuan and the others walking in the middle of the road. When he raised his head, he found that he could no longer stop because his running speed was too fast and he bumped into him.

The thunderstorm stepped forward and stood in front of Lin Chuan.

"Ouch--" The boy let out a loud cry. The boy stepped on the slippery street and accidentally fell, and suddenly fell a man and turned over.

"Hahaha, little brat, I see where you are going this time!" The fat middle-aged man also chased after him panting, holding a wooden stick in his hand, and said to the boy viciously.

The young man was dressed in rags. In this cold winter, he was already in a broken single dress, his face was red with cold. At this moment, facing the big stick waving towards him, he curled up in the corner of the street, holding the hot steamed buns tightly in his arms.

Lin Chuan used a color towards the thunderstorm. The big stick that the fat middle-aged man waved was caught by the big hand like thunderstorm, and he asked loudly: "Why do you want to commit an offensive crime in the street!"

When the fat middle-aged man looked up, he was frightened and shivered when he saw the officer in black uniform. However, when he saw the injured and unable to escape, he was furious again: "Sir, you don't know. This kid comes to my shop every day to steal food. If I don't break his legs, he will come! Is it easy for me to do this business?"

Thunderstorm took out a few gold coins from his arms and threw them to the fat middle-aged man: "Is these enough to accompany you?"

Seeing the golden gold coins, the middle-aged man hurriedly reached out to catch them, bit them with his teeth, and his face was filled with smiles: "Enough - enough -"

"If you have enough, don't be embarrassed by this child anymore."

The fat middle-aged man nodded and bowed, "It must be."

Lin Chuan let the thunderstorm beat the fat middle-aged man away, walked up to the boy and squatted down and said, "How old are you? Why do you want to steal things?"

The young man held the steamed buns in his hand tightly and said nothing.

"General, maybe a mute." Thunderstorm reminded.

"You are the mute--" The young man suddenly spoke, staring at the thunderstorm fiercely, like a wolf. Taking advantage of Lin Chuan and the others not paying attention, he quickly got up, turned around and ran away.

Seeing the boy limping away, Lin Chuan looked solemn. There was a beggar in Heishan Town, but he didn't even know.

Originally, Lin Chuan was going to see the reorganization of the miner, but Lin Chuan temporarily changed his attention.

After the boy got rid of Lin Chuan and the others, he walked along the alley to a dilapidated yard. After confirming that there was no one on the left and right, he pushed open the dilapidated wooden door and walked in.

"Brother Hei is back--" In the dilapidated house, more than a dozen begging children with yellow muscles surged out, and joy appeared on their faces.

When the boy saw this group of children in his teenage years, he suddenly became like an adult, with a smile on his face full of dirt, and took out the steamed buns in his arms.

Soon the steamed buns were eaten up by more than ten children. The boy's stomach roared until he grabbed a few handfuls of snow in the yard and fed them into his mouth.

These teenagers are all from Heishan Town, and they are all orphans who have lost their relatives. The leading teenager is named Sun Cunzhi, and the children are called Hei Geer because they look black.

Among this group of children, he is the oldest, so he assumes the responsibility of taking care of the children. In fact, Sun Cunzhi is only fifteen years old.

Clang, a sound came from outside the door.

On the same side of Sun Cunzhi's face, the children hurriedly hid in the house.

Lin Chuan led a few soldiers into the dilapidated yard. He saw the every move of the young man Sun Cunzhi just now, and felt pity in his heart, so he walked in.

In the snow in the yard, there were still children's feet. Through the gaps in the window, Lin Chuan saw small eyes looking here in fear.

Lin Chuan said loudly: "Everyone comes out, I won't hurt you, I'm here to help you."

Lin Chuan said it several times in a row, but the children did not come out.

"You are all hungry, I'll take you to have something delicious." Lin Chuan continued.

Sure enough, this move worked. Before Sun Cunzhi could stop it, the younger child could no longer help but ask temptingly: "Really?"

Lin Chuan smiled slightly: "I keep my word and I'll take you to have something delicious."

The young man Sun Cunzhi knew that he could not escape now, so he walked out alone and stared at Lin Chuan with a vigilant look on his face: "You really won't hurt us? You won't catch us and be slaves?"

Lin Chuan smiled slightly: "If I catch you, I won't help you just now. Are you right?"

The boy has a maturity that does not match his age. Lin Chuan admires it very much, but the boy still does not relax his vigilance.

Lin Chuan knew that if there were no substantial benefits, the boy would not believe him. He gave a command to the thunderstorm, and the thunderstorm was out soon.

Soon, the thunderstorm was back with the hot steamed buns.

Originally, those children were not full, but now they ran out under the temptation of steamed buns. The boy frowned and wanted to stop him, but the children were too hungry...

"Child, I really have no malice." Lin Chuan walked into the boy and said, "I am the general of the Nanchuan Army, please believe me."

Lin Chuan pointed to the voracious children and said, "I am here to help you. Follow me, I promise not to let you get cold and hungry."

Seeing the hungry appearance of the children, the boy compromised. He knew that he could not get more food with his own abilities. In order to keep his younger brothers and sisters alive, he finally chose to believe Lin Chuan.

The boy suddenly knelt in front of Lin Chuan: "General, please save my sister."

After the unruly young man's psychological defense was opened, he had already believed Lin Chuan and the others.
Chapter completed!