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The light in the low house was dim, and the broken wooden door smashed on the ground and caused smoke and dust, and the leader of the devil squadron couldn't see the appearance of Yang Ling who rushed in, so he subconsciously raised his rifle and shot.

The leader of the devil squadron shot in a hurry, and the bullet rushed to the door with gunsmoke, and did not hit Yang Ling, who rushed in, but hit the door frame, and a large piece of sawdust was blown away.

When the devil squadron leader still wanted to shoot, the cowhide shoes wearing non-slip spikes had already kicked the devil squadron leader's face, and the soles inlaid with more than thirty non-slip iron nails suddenly made the devil squadron leader's face feel like it had been pierced by a hedgehog, and dense blood holes appeared, becoming unrecognizable.

"Ahh The squadron of devils let out a scream like a pig, and was kicked to the ground, the mud and dust on the ground covered his bloody face, and the riding gun in his hand flew out of his hand.

Yang Ling's eyes adapted to the dim light in the room, and he saw Zhang Hongying curled up on the ground with her clothes torn into strips of cloth, the girl who always had a hearty smile at the beginning was full of tears at the moment, her eyes were red and swollen and sad and full of despair, and the clear slap marks on her face made Yang Ling's heart sting.

Yang Ling didn't dare to look directly at Zhang Hongying's desperate and sad eyes, he felt that it was his incompetence that would make a girl like a flower become the miserable appearance she is today.

Immediately, a wave of anger rose in Yang Ling's heart, he couldn't keep calm anymore, and looked at the devil squadron leader who was screaming and crawling to catch the gun, exuding a strong killing intent, the bayonet hanging on the muzzle of the gun hung low, and strode over.

Although the devil squadron leader had a hole in his face with iron nails, he still wanted to catch the riding spear that was thrown off the corner of the wall, and he still wanted to resist, but he didn't have time to put on his clothes, and he was wriggling on the ground, like a big white worm, so ugly and ridiculous.

Seeing that he was about to grab the riding spear, he was almost a little bit, and the blood-stained cleat-studed cowhide military shoes fell heavily on his hand, and then he used it hard.

"Ahh Ten fingers to the heart, the devil squadron leader wanted to reach back to grab the hand of the rifle, but at this moment it had been deeply embedded in the dirt by the non-slip nails, and the screams pierced through the windows and floated through the streets, making people shudder.

Yang Ling has always been a passive devil fighter, although he has also killed a lot, but he has not found his position, and has been drifting with the crowd, because he has always believed that his personal strength is too small, and even if he uses all his strength, it is difficult to change the established history.

Those villages that have become ruins, those corpses that are soaking in the stinky ditches, and those comrades-in-arms who have been shot and fallen to the ground one after another, have seen too much, not so much that he has seen too much, and his heart has become numb, but that he wants to escape, he wants to turn a blind eye.

Zhang Hongying and their female students in the prime of their youth left the safe and comfortable school, ran on the streets to shout for the war to save the country, and threw themselves into the battlefield of bullets and bullets to save the life and help the wounded, what they did moved Yang Ling, but his heart was still numb, and he still wanted to be alone.

It wasn't until these weak female hygienists were captured by the devil cavalry that he felt his heart tingle, and he felt that these delicate flowers should not have fallen so early, so he led the team back to save them.

But he felt that he was still late, he didn't dare to look at Zhang Hongying's sad and desperate eyes, in front of the beast-like devils, they could only struggle with their weak strength, crying, despairing, and as a man, Yang Ling felt guilty, as a soldier, he was ashamed of his continuous retreat with the tide.

They are soldiers, the last barrier of the country, but they are not able to protect those unarmed people, and they have not fulfilled their responsibilities and obligations.

They watched countless people die under the guns of the devils, countless villages were reduced to ruins, and countless women were ruined, allowing those devils to run rampant in their own land and let one tragedy after another happen.

They are in a rout, they are cursing the officials who are the first to escape, they are cursing why the weapons and equipment are inferior to people, they are cursing the devils and beasts, but the tragedy is still happening, they are still in the rout, and the swearing has no effect.

These curses have become an excuse for them to shirk responsibility, into a prevarication to cover up the defeat, and now he feels that he should stand up and change something, as a man, as a soldier, he should do something, he should no longer go with the flow, looking at the devil squadron leader rolling on the ground, his gaze became more determined than ever.

Poof!

Yes!

The bayonet pierced the devil squadron leader in the chest.

"This sword is for my dead brethren!" The anger on Yang Ling's face disappeared without a trace, and was replaced by an unprecedented calm, which calmly made people's hearts palpitate.

Poof!

"This sword is for the people who are dead!"

Poof!

……

Yang Ling told calmly, the bayonet kept pulling out and falling, the blood was dripping, the devil squadron leader was already bleeding, and the scream turned into a helpless moan, and finally he couldn't even hear the moan, he stabbed more than ten knives, the devil squadron leader completely lost his breath, Yang Ling stopped, and he was covered in blood.

The gunfire outside the house gradually died down, but the screams rang out from time to time, and for the first time in the face of the angry Chinese soldiers, the devil cavalry paid the price for their actions.

"Okay, the devil is dead, no one will be able to hurt you in the future, no more......" Yang Ling walked to Zhang Hongying, who was curled up on the ground, and wrapped the cloak of the leader of the devil's cavalry squadron around Zhang Hongying's body, covering her whiteness that was difficult to hide.

Zhang Hongying felt the thickness and warmth coming from her broad shoulders, listening to Yang Ling's familiar voice, the disguise that had pretended to be strong was like broken glass, she snuggled into Yang Ling's arms, and cried loudly, as if she wanted to pour out all her grievances through tears.

She has always been the captain of the health team, the eldest sister in the eyes of everyone, she can only endure grievances, and secretly wipe her tears in the dark night because she has to be strong and is an example for everyone.

She is an invincible strong woman, but she is still a woman, she can hold back vomiting in the face of those bloody wounded soldiers, and she can pretend not to be afraid in the face of bullets and bullets, but in the face of the hideous devil soldiers, she was almost ruined, she felt desperate and helpless for the first time, it was useless to shout and cut her throat, she was still a woman after all, and she needed a man to protect her.

Seeing Zhang Hongying, who was crying with pear blossoms and rain in her arms, finally fell asleep, Yang Ling sighed helplessly, she had endured too many things that she shouldn't bear at this age, she was too tired.

The ghost soldiers in the village have been purged by the angry soldiers, most of the ghost soldiers didn't have time to wear clothes and pants before they died, but no one sympathized with them, for these beasts, Yang Ling They only had endless anger.

There were more than a dozen clever devil soldiers trying to escape from the other end of the village, but Qin Shou led people to block the exit there, and the fleeing devil soldiers were beaten into a hornet's nest.

This is an unprecedented victory, more than 100 people in a devil cavalry squadron were all killed, they lost only more than ten people, many devil soldiers were chopped into pulp by angry soldiers, although it was a victory, but Yang Ling did not have the slightest joy on their faces, but their hearts were heavy.