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Chapter 301: Tragedy (Part 2)

(... Many young women also fought on the front line during the Anti-Japanese War. They were not the imagined military treasures, but were wearing the same broken military uniform and gnawing moldy military rations. Many enthusiastic girls were quickly scared back when they arrived at the front line, but more were left behind. They endured the harshness that ordinary people could not bear and could only bear silently... Excerpted from "My Memories of the Anti-Japanese War - Cao Xiaomin")

The rain has become smaller, but why is the water getting higher and higher? He Yan is sensitive to find that the water has soaked her thighs!

She had been standing in the water for an hour, because there was a river in front of her. The small bridge that had originally crossed the river was washed away by the water. Not only could she not walk over, but she did not even leave any exposed reference objects. Now the water has become deeper and I don’t know where the river is. They can only wait for the grasshopper boats to cross them, but the wounded are the most preferred ones to cross the river. Seeing many grasshopper boats being led back and forth by thick ropes, as dense as weaving shuttles, but there is no reduction in the number of people standing in the water waiting!

Further away, some troops that were broken up and concentrated to wait for reorganization were crossing the river. They didn't even have a boat, and they all climbed along thick ropes. From the large arc of the ropes they passed by were washed out by the water, we can see how big the water flow that was not very fast on the surface was actually. Unless they could still maintain a good physical strength, it would be very dangerous to pass like this. Even those soldiers would occasionally be washed away by their hands; if they were lucky, they would be stopped by the next rope, and if they were unlucky, they would be rolled in the water for a few times and then disappeared.

Because last time he was attacked by a small Japanese army, the guards are now mainly concentrated in the south, especially in such a need to be deployed near the stranded area, so the logistics personnel are missing those with guns, which makes everyone waiting to cross the river feel less secure.

Gunshots often sounded, and in the distance, it was probably the guards fighting fire with the infiltration forces of the Japanese, which made people waiting to cross the river feel even more anxious and anxious. People always look at the opposite side and look back at the direction of the gunfire.

What's going on! The gunshots are getting closer and closer! After all, after receiving special training, He Yan suddenly felt something abnormal. She stared seriously at the direction where the gunshots came. Some small black dots appeared there, it was a ship!

Because the retreating Japanese soldiers captured several prisoners, the Japanese learned that the logistics personnel of the Guerrilla Corps were transferring. They quickly put all the concentrated personnel on board the boat and killed them.

"Da da da da da!..." The light machine guns were shooting almost continuously. The machine gunner's precise strikes could make the Japanese on the wooden boat fall into the river every time they fired. The Japanese on several boats immediately suppressed the firepower... Tianyu helped the Kuomintang machine gunners. The Japanese's crooked hands were always difficult to continue. However, as the distance was closer, the firepower point of the National Army machine gun that was condescending on the slope was still pressured. Two brothers who had covered were shot... There was no way to transfer it! This is the only machine gun in the guard company. If the machine gun stops shooting, the Japanese will drive straight in! The machine gun team can only force it and shoot until it dies!

"Brothers! You can't stand it before, everyone is ready to fight the Japanese!" A correspondent came back: "Listen, many Japanese are coming, more than our guards' companies combined. Now I convey the company commander's order, everyone speeds up, those with better physical strength will line up at the ropes... Commander Bao, the temporary unit, quickly picks out someone and goes back to with me!"

Because He Yan is a transmitter and a special skilled person, he was given priority to board the ship at this time. He Yan on the ship looked back at the crowd of people under the gray sky, and looked at the small black dots that were getting closer and closer in the distance, and felt uncomfortable like lead. How many brothers would die in the attack of the Japanese this time!?

"We are running all the way, but the Japanese can always catch up. Everyone has no way to rest and dare not stay. They just keep running like that. Some people suddenly fall down as they walk. They are starving and exhausted..." A passage from a veteran who has experienced the Battle of Songhu was resting on the ground and suddenly rang in He Yan's ears... They are constantly attacked by the enemy's harassing troops, constantly overdrawing their bodies without replenishing their physical strength, and have never really experienced such escape.

Death, who can truly experience that kind of desolation and panic! He Yan can understand the fearful ghosts who were vilified in the "Holy Land" art performance at this moment: fighting, without physical strength and weapons; escaping, without physical strength and food... They are just attacked during the main force's transformation, and other retreating troops will come to support after hearing the sound, and there are no pursuers behind them. This makes people feel so desperate. What if it is after a big defeat!?

The gunshots were the order of combat. At this time, the other redirected troops began to move closer to this side. In the distance, several wooden rafts were seen pouring back from east to west. Suddenly, the sound of heavy machine gun shooting came from the raft. It was warning the Japanese not to get close. In fact, the shooters did not even have targets...

"Get out quickly, don't be stunned!" A loud shout rang in his ears, and He Yan was pulled down by a rude soldier - she had already reached the other side...

This is the first time, no one has ever been so rude to her in the army; every soldier who was transporting wounded and supplies around her was the same nervous, and there was no difference between men and women in their eyes, they only care about life and death!

After crossing the river, He Yan soon met her acquaintance Xiaoqin. She was the first to cross the river because she had to take care of the wounded. But after crossing the river, she did not continue to move forward but took over the wounded one by one until this time she did not transfer with everyone at the headquarters...

The little girl who was so scared that she cried because of a bug was gone. Now in front of He Yan was a capable female nurse. She kept directing the soldiers who came to help temporarily. It was obvious that the soldiers were all looking at her with respect and love.

"Three people in our nurse class have fallen down. Can you help?" Xiaoqin asked He Yan with a smile. In fact, at this time, she didn't need to ask anyone for advice. Among this group of people, she is the commander.

Of course there is no problem. Although He Yan was so tired that she was about to fall down, when she saw the scenes in front of her, she still wanted to do something for others instead of continuing to be protected. He Yan, who pretended to be relaxed, accepted the task happily - rolled the fried noodles into a ball and fed them to the mouths of the soldiers carrying the stretcher.

As soon as she arrived at the first slope where she rested, Xiaoqin whispered a few words to the "Bamboo Shoot Head" with a red face, and then the "Bamboo Shoot Head" quickly made arrangements... The female soldier was really troublesome among a group of men, and even a special solution to some small problems was required. The "Bamboo Shoot Head" smiled with a hint of bad intention.

"I'm here..." When I walked to the small depression where there was no one, Xiaoqin whispered to He Yan: "I came suddenly on the road, and I was not prepared at all..." While cleaning up her troubles, she couldn't help but tremble all over, and Xiaoqin's face turned blue.

She is short and has short legs. She often soaks her lower body in sewage in deep water... What should I do? He Yan is a petite lady and has never suffered much since she was a child. When she was in her first period, her mother taught her a lot. She couldn't believe that Xiaoqin insisted on working in sewage under such circumstances!

I met for a short time, but He Yan knew that the little girl in front of me was also from a family of good families and had studied in Western School. She really didn't expect that this little soldier who had been in the army for less than a year could endure hardships like this!

"At the time of the Battle of Songhu, I was studying for a nurse in Shanghai, volunteered to rescue the wounded on the front line. After seeing those scenes, I could eat all kinds of hardships..." Xiaoqin, who could not squat with the help of He Yan, said: "That time the Japanese shells fell down, and I was shocked. When I woke up, the people around me told me that a soldier with his legs broken and his legs were blown off, and he climbed down from the fire step by step. When I saw the support force, the soldier closed his eyes... I had never seen my savior before, and I could only treat all the wounded as the soldier who carried me down..."

When Xiaoqin was packing her clothes, He Yan found that she was carrying a scalpel that was blown to pieces in the explosion, which was very sharp.

"I have seen the female soldiers who fell into the hands of the Japanese, so I won't let myself fall into their hands; I also want to have a grenade that can solve my own problems at the last moment, but I don't, I can only use this..." Xiaoqin gestured on her artery with the back of the blade: "Here, just have a moment, it's very simple... By the way, you have a gun. If there is really that moment, remember to give me a shot and don't be rude..." She actually smiled when she said, but it seemed that something was hidden.

Has she ever had any experience? He Yan had the urge to take out her story, but she held it back because if there were any, it would have been a tragic story.

Every even the most inconspicuous person has a story as long as he goes to the front line. He Yan suddenly understood why her little sister could do her best to serve the wounded and why she could win the love of every wounded.

When He Yan helped Xiaoqin up and looked at her gradually becoming tough, she barely supported her but made the unknowing people unable to see her sick body, a warm tide surged in her heart that could not be calmed for a long time: every moment in the army is difficult, and female soldiers have to pay more to hold on in the fierce environment of war, and they can only bear many difficulties themselves. But there are still so many young women willing to join the army and grit their teeth and persevere!
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