During the years of raging war, life was dark and gloomy. Smoke, death and blood formed an airtight web. Yang Ling and the others were enveloped in the web, unable to break free or escape.
After three months of fighting in Shanghai, as soldiers, they could only survive numbly under the roar of artillery fire or be blown into pieces of mud-like flesh, and finally buried in this cold, damp, rotten Jiangnan.
But in the smoke-filled Shanghai, on the flesh-and-blood battlefield where artillery fire roared, young female students who volunteered to go to the front showed up wearing bright red Red Cross armbands.
Their youthful and dancing figures and their amiable smiling faces are like rays of bright sunshine, appearing on the battlefield, saving lives and healing the wounded, comforting and encouraging. The sunshine breaks through the smoke-filled haze sky and shines on the soldiers who are fighting bloody battles.
It made them feel warmth and hope, and made them involuntarily stand up and grit their teeth to fight again, repelling the Japanese attacks again and again, and could not bear to let those murderous bullets hurt these beautiful figures behind them.
In the end, Shanghai was still unable to hold on. It suffered 300,000 casualties and was still defeated. After three months of fierce fighting, the young female health workers shuttled in and out of the hail of bullets to rescue the wounded. They were already covered in dirt and blood, but under the guidance of the soldiers,
In their hearts, they are still the most pleasing scenery on this battlefield, and they are a group of people worthy of their protection.
Although the army was defeated and the defeated soldiers were running for their lives in embarrassment, when they heard that the female health workers who were active on the battlefield were in danger, the defeated soldiers who had already lost their fighting spirit felt as if they were being pricked by needles.
Heartbroken.
As a soldier and a man, their numb and depressed hearts were pricked, and they felt that they should do something. Their strong sense of responsibility made them eager to save the female health workers who were kidnapped by the Japanese cavalry.
The embarrassed and defeated soldiers regained their fighting spirit. Perhaps it was the tragic victory in the grove or the anger of the female health worker who was kidnapped by the Japanese cavalry, and they took action.
This time they did not run for their lives in embarrassment like those bereaved dogs. Each of them raised their chests, gritted their teeth, and faced the direction where a large number of Japanese soldiers might appear, preparing to save those who gave them hope on the battlefield.
and warm hygienists.
At this moment, they even felt that this was something they had to do, even if there were mountains of swords and seas of fire ahead of them, they would not hesitate.
On the desolate field, a gray team moved against the current in the direction of the defeated soldiers. Everyone was being defeated, and they were moving in the direction of the Japanese soldiers, although they were just to save the health workers. Against the dark background,
They were so brave, so senseless, and seemed so tragic.
Company Commander Yang Ling, who was walking at the front of the team, under the gray brim of his hat, his dark and deep eyes became firm again. He looked at the team walking against the current. He suddenly thought of this war-torn country.
In this land of ruined mountains and rivers, when everyone is retreating helplessly, someone has to stand up, someone has to go upstream to hold up the sky and the backbone of this nation.
"What are they going to do? Are they going to die?" The defeated soldiers stopped in twos and threes, looking at the team going against the current, and whispered.
They couldn't understand or understand why they came back instead of escaping for their lives.
"You are from that unit, don't go any further, the Japanese are just ahead." Some well-meaning soldiers shouted reminders, but the retrograde team did not stop and moved forward without hesitation -
Jiao Chaoming ran towards the defeated soldiers who were stationed in the distance with his gun in hand. The muddy field ridge was slippery. He didn't care about the mud that covered his body or his wet clothes, and quickly returned in a hurry.
"Company Commander, I asked around. Not long ago, a group of Japanese cavalry headed forward. They had people tied to their horses. They should be from the health team."
There was no expression on Yang Ling's haggard face. He raised his hand and waved forward gently. The silent team moved again, like a river full of rocks disappearing against the gray background.
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The tall horses were galloping in the barren fields, their iron hooves kicking up large amounts of dust. This was a detachment of Japanese cavalry armed to the teeth. They were galloping across the fields arrogantly, with the arrogance of a victor.
Zhang Hongying's hands and feet were tied tightly, and her mouth was stuffed with bloody rags. She was jolted on horseback and became a prisoner of a Japanese cavalry.
The Japanese cavalry were the vanguard in pursuit of the defeated Chinese troops. Each of their pockets was filled with blood-stained badges. Every time they killed a Chinese soldier, they would tear off their badges as a souvenir.
The Japanese soldiers and cavalry are merciless to Chinese soldiers. Most of the time, no one can escape death as long as they are targeted.
Most of the time, they like to ride on their war horses and chase the Chinese soldiers who are fleeing in embarrassment, and they like to watch them screaming in fear as they run for their lives. Sometimes they will deliberately slow down their horses and chase after them slowly, waiting until the opponent can run away quickly.
When you're exhausted, you'll rush up and chop off their heads.
The Japanese cavalry like the feeling of toying with the Chinese defeated troops in the midst of applause, just like a cat catching a mouse without eating it immediately, they are enjoying the pleasure brought by this kind of war.
Instead of chopping off the heads of Chinese soldiers who fled in embarrassment and tearing off their badges to show their bravery, they also had the pleasure of going to villages that had no time to escape and catching women to vent their exuberant energy.
For the Japanese cavalry, after they defeated the Chinese army and gained control of this land, everything on this land, whether property or women, were their spoils of war and they could take them as they pleased.
The leader of the Japanese cavalry squadron was very happy, and his blood-stained face was full of excitement. He couldn't wait to vent his vigorous energy on the young Chinese woman he captured.
The other Japanese cavalry were also very excited, shouting and arrogantly along the way. Each of them had a young woman tied to their horse, which was their trophy today.
The leader of the Japanese cavalry squadron reined in his horse outside a dilapidated village. The people in the village had been slaughtered by them with their own hands. He felt that this was a safe place, so he decided to rest here temporarily and enjoy their loot.
The Japanese cavalry squadron entered the village, threw the female health workers who were screaming in fear under their horses, tied the horses, set up a warning, and then rushed towards the female health workers who were huddled in fear.
The Japanese soldiers rubbed their hands together, their bright eyes constantly patrolling the bodies of the female health workers, their greedy faces flushed with excitement. They were much prettier than the women they had captured in the village a few days ago.
The leader of the Japanese cavalry squadron stood there without moving, his eyes swept over the frightened face of the female health worker one by one, and finally fell on Zhang Hongying and stopped.
Although Zhang Hongying's body was dirty and covered with blood stains, and her tied hair fell down due to struggle, it was still difficult to conceal her proud temperament. She was as bright and moving as a blooming flower.
The leader of the Japanese cavalry squadron licked his chapped lips, swallowed his saliva, pointed at Zhang Hongying, who was trying to calm down, and said in a deep voice: "Bring him out."
Two Japanese soldiers who looked like wolves and tigers immediately came out of the crowd and pulled Zhang Hongying out amid the screams of the health workers.
"Yo Xi——" He stretched out his hand to lift Zhang Hongying's chin and looked at her stubborn face. The leader of the Japanese cavalry squadron let out a satisfied admiration.
When Zhang Hongying saw the impatient Japanese soldiers around her and the panicked and screaming sisters, she gritted her teeth and said, "Let my sisters go, and I can follow you."
Although Zhang Hongying knew what her words meant, in order to prevent more sisters from being ruined, she still mustered up the courage to speak with tears in her eyes.
"Nani?" The leader of the Japanese cavalry squadron was puzzled, and the Japanese translator next to him immediately stepped forward to explain.
"Hahaha——" What Zhang Hongying was waiting for was not the Japanese cavalry squadron leader's agreement or consideration, but unbridled laughter.
"Ah!" After laughing wildly, the Japanese squadron leader roughly picked up Zhang Hongying, and then got into a low room while she struggled.
Zhang Hongying was roaring and screaming, clawing, trying to escape from the clutches of the Japanese squadron leader, but any struggle was in vain. She was thrown onto a broken wooden board, and she felt like
It was about to fall apart, and the frightened screams of the female health workers and the wild laughter of the Japanese soldiers could be heard outside the house. This was a nightmare.