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In the years of the beacon fire, life was dark, gunsmoke, death and blood were woven into an impenetrable net, Yang Ling and they were shrouded in a big net, unable to break free and unable to escape.

After three months of fighting in Shanghai, as soldiers, they could only live numbly in the roar of artillery fire or be blown into mud like minced meat, and finally buried in the cold, damp, rotten Jiangnan River.

But in Shanghai, where the smoke of gunfire was filled, on the bloody battlefield with the roar of artillery, young female students who volunteered to go to the front line wore bright red cross armbands and appeared.

Their youthful and beating figures, their amiable smiling faces are like rays of bright sunshine, appearing on the battlefield, saving the dead and helping the wounded, comforting and encouraging, and the sun pushes through the sky filled with gunsmoke and haze, and sprinkles on those soldiers who fought bloodily.

made them feel warmth and hope, and let them involuntarily puff up their chests and grit their teeth to fight again, repelling the attacks of devils again and again, and couldn't bear to let those murderous bullets hurt these beautiful figures behind them.

Shanghai was still not able to hold in the end, 300,000 casualties were still defeated, three months of fierce fighting, those young female hygienists shuttled through the rain of bullets to rescue the wounded, already covered in dirt and blood, but in the hearts of the soldiers, 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 fleeing for their lives in embarrassment, they heard that the female hygienists who were active on the battlefield were in danger, and the defeated soldiers, who had already lost their fighting spirit, felt like they had been pricked by needles, and their hearts were torn.

As a soldier, as a man, their numb and frustrated hearts were stabbed, they felt that they should do something, and a strong sense of responsibility made them eager to save the female hygienists who were taken away by the devil cavalry.

The disorganized rout regained their fighting spirit, perhaps because of a crushing victory in the grove, or perhaps because of the anger of the hygienist being taken captive by the devil cavalry, they took action.

This time, they didn't run for their lives like those lost dogs, each of them puffed up their chests, gritted their teeth, and faced the direction where a large number of devil soldiers might appear, ready to save the hygienists who gave them hope and warmth on the battlefield.

At this moment, they even feel that this is something they have to do, even if there is a mountain of swords and fires in front of them, they will not give up.

On the bleak field, a gray team was going against the current in the direction of the rout, all the people were in the rout, and they were moving in the direction of the devil soldiers, although they were only to save the hygienists, in the dark background, they were so brave, so meaningless, and so tragic.

Walking in the front of the team of the company commander Yang Ling, under the gray brim of his hat, the dark and deep eyes became firm again, he looked at the team going against the current, he suddenly thought of this country full of flames, thought of this land where mountains and rivers have fallen, when everyone is hesitating and helpless to retreat, someone has to stand up, someone has to go up against the current to support this sky, to support the backbone of this nation.

"What are they going to do, are they going to die?" The defeated soldiers stopped in twos and threes, looked at the team going against the current, and whispered earnestly.

They couldn't figure it out, and they couldn't figure out why they didn't run for their lives and came back.

"You belong to that unit, don't go any further, the devil is ahead." There were also well-meaning routs shouting reminders, but the retrograde team did not stop and moved forward without hesitation.

Jiao Chaoming carried a gun and ran towards a few defeated soldiers who stopped in the distance, the muddy ridge was slippery, he didn't care about the mud that fell all over his body, and he didn't care about the wet clothes, and quickly hurried back.

"Company commander, I inquired, not long ago, a group of devil cavalry went forward, and they were tied to people on their horses, which should be the health team."

Yang Ling's haggard face did not have any expression, he raised his hand and waved it forward gently, and the silent team moved again, like a river full of reefs disappearing into a gray background.

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The tall horses galloped through the barren fields, their iron hooves raising large clouds of mud and dust, a detachment of devil cavalry armed to the teeth, and they galloped across the fields with arrogance and arrogance, with the arrogance of the victors.

Zhang Hongying's hands and feet were tied to a sturdy one, and her mouth was stuffed with bloodstained rags, bumped on horseback, and she became a prisoner of a devil cavalry.

The devil cavalry were the vanguard of the pursuit of the Chinese rout, each of them had blood-stained badges in their pockets, and every time they killed a Chinese soldier, they tore off their badges as a souvenir.

There is no mercy on the Chinese soldiers, and most of the time, as long as they are targeted, no one can escape death.

Most of the time they like to chase the fleeing soldiers on their horses, and they like to watch them scream in fear and scream for their lives, and they will sometimes deliberately slow down their horses, slowly chase after them, and wait until they are exhausted before rushing up and cutting off their heads.

The devil cavalry liked the feeling of playing with the Chinese rout between applause, like a cat catching a mouse and not eating it immediately, they were enjoying the thrill of this kind of war.

Rather than cutting off the heads of the Chinese soldiers who fled in disarray, and tearing off their badges to show their bravery, they also had the pleasure of going to villages where they didn't have time to escape to catch women to vent their exuberant energy.

For the devil cavalry, they defeated the Chinese army and gained control of this land, then the things in this land, whether it is property or women, are their trophies, and they can take them arbitrarily.

The leader of the Devil Cavalry Squadron was delighted, his bloodstained face was full of excitement, and he couldn't wait to vent his exuberant energy on the young woman he had captured.

The other devil cavalry were also excited, shouting arrogantly along the way, and each of them had a young woman tied to their horses, which was their trophy for the day.

The leader of the Devil Cavalry Squadron reined in his horse outside a ruined village, the people of the village had been slaughtered by their own hands, and he felt that this was a safe place, so he decided to rest here for a while and enjoy their spoils of war by the way.

The squadron of devil cavalry entered the village, threw the female hygienists who were screaming with terror under their horses, tied their horses, set up a guard, and then rushed to the frightened and crowded female hygienists.

The devil soldiers rubbed their hands together, their bright eyes constantly patrolling the bodies of the female hygienists, and their greedy faces flushed with excitement, which was much better than the women who had been arrested in the village a few days ago.

The leader of the devil cavalry squadron stood still and did not move, his eyes swept over the frightened face of the female hygienist one by one, and finally fell on Zhang Hongying's body and stopped.

Although Zhang Hongying was covered with blood stains, and her hair was draped down because of struggle, it was still difficult to hide her proud temperament, she was like a blooming flower, bright and moving.

The leader of the devil cavalry squadron licked his chapped lips, swallowed his saliva, stretched out his finger and pointed at Zhang Hongying, who was forced to calm down, and a low voice came out of his throat: "Bring it out."

Two wolf-like devil soldiers immediately stepped out of the crowd and pulled Zhang Hongying out amid the screams of the hygienists.

"Yo Xi-" Reaching out to lift Zhang Hongying's chin, looking at her stubborn face, the leader of the devil cavalry squadron let out a satisfied admiration.

Zhang Hongying saw the impatient devil soldiers around her, and saw the sisters who were screaming in panic, gritted her teeth and said: "You let go of my sisters, I can go with you."

Although Zhang Hongying knew what she meant by these words, 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 devil cavalry squadron was puzzled, and the devil translator next to him immediately explained forward.

"Hahaha-" Zhang Hongying was not waiting for the devil cavalry squadron's promise or consideration, but unbridled laughter.

"Ahh The Devil Squadron Leader, who had finished laughing wildly, rudely picked up Zhang Hongying, and then slipped into a low room in her struggle.

Zhang Hongying was screaming and screaming, grabbing, trying to break free from the devil squadron leader's grasp, but any struggle was in vain, she was thrown onto a broken wooden plank, she felt like she was about to fall apart, and there was a frightened scream of the female hygienists and the wild laughter of the ghost soldiers outside the house, it was a nightmare.