Mr. Zhang heard someone say from the house that Yang Yuying had come and left, and he couldn't help but feel a little scared.

Not long after, the news came, Yang Yuying had arrived in Wanping.

He immediately sweated coldly, stood up for a few moments before he stood up, and said angrily: "Come back after her, she goes to Wanping, go... what's the use!"

In his eyes, Lin Wanniang is a young girl, proficient in many languages, and a translation genius.

In today's China, is it easy to cultivate a person like Mr. Lin?

That's a baby that can't be exchanged for no amount of money!

Such a girl goes to such a dangerous place, but the bullet doesn't have eyes. She is really going to die. Are you losing money?

If China wants to lose money, Mr. Zhang will feel sorry for him.

But he couldn't even call the phone and was completely at a loss. As for chasing him, it was impossible.

Mr. Zhang is not as flexible as Yang Yuying's legs and feet. His knees are swollen. He doesn't even dare to stand for a long time every day. Now he is pretending to be fine and barely hiding it from others.

The war was raging. No matter how worried he was that Yang Yuying would not let the children in the training camp pick him up, he could only curse behind his back, and was so angry that he became angry that he would clear the relationship and try his best to find out about Wanping's situation.

Yang Yuying couldn't go back at all.

Wanping was shrouded in invisible black smoke.

The sound of artillery fire came one after another.

It’s not that Yang Yuying has never seen gunpowder, but she has never seen such a war.

The enemy is overwhelming.

The artillery fire burned the city walls over and over again.

Her very good mathematical thinking allows her to see the huge gap between the enemy and us at a glance.

The defenders had only a thousand people in total. They didn’t have guns or cannons. Even the rice was full of grain and steamed buns, which was pretty good.

Boom.

Yang Yuying rushed over and pinched a Japanese soldier's neck, twisted and threw it down with a click, kicked away a small soldier beside him, just in time for him to avoid the bullet, picked up the machete beside the soldier who died, and danced violently. A sword light on the top of the city, and the flesh and blood instantly dyed the city wall red.

"Good guy, this girl, this girl..."

"Hot, hahaha!"

The veteran closest to Yang Yuying was covered in bloody faces, but laughed loudly, and the little warrior who was a little stuttering beside him shrank his neck.

The enemy on the top of the city was beaten back.

Captain Jin familiarly directed everyone to enter the fortifications and other shellings. He could eat a few bites.

While eating, Battalion Commander Jin and Deputy Battalion Commander looked up at Yang Yuying, and withdrew their gaze and were all shocked.

"The instructor of the training camp?"

"Um."

"Is it Mr. Lin who teaches those trainees and soldiers Japanese?"

"Yes, you're not blind, you're pretty good at it."

Captain Jin's eyes shining, what a girl!

When the girl suddenly arrived at their military camp, he was still annoyed. Although he saw the real person and didn't say bad things because he was beautiful, he still felt that this girl was asking for trouble and causing trouble for them.

Now when I look at it again, I am a master!

Yang Yuying took a steamed bun and ate it bite by bit, looking at the blood on the city wall, and did not dare to look at the mountains of corpses piled up under the city wall.

She suddenly thought that if there was a chance in the future, she would ask Lin Guan, Xia Zhiming and other brothers in the Imperial City Division, as well as Ouyang Manor Master, Senior Brother Ye, and Lin Jianzhu to come back with her again.

At that time, she must have driven the auspicious clouds and led her friends to defeat the Japanese in an instant.

She wants all Chinese people to survive.

Yang Yuying never felt that she was very strong, but now she hopes that she can truly be invincible.

"The artillery fire has stopped...fight with me!"

After a round of artillery fire ended, Battalion Commander Jin suddenly grabbed the machete beside him and rushed out of the city gate with his men.

Yang Yuying's fantasy was still messy, but her movements were faster than them. In the blink of an eye, she arrived at the enemy's bridgehead position and killed the machine gunner with one knife. Under the light of the knife, smoke of gunpowder rolled, bullets flew around her cheeks, and roars were heard.

The sun sets.

Only a ray of afterglow remains.

Yang Yuying can't remember how many people she killed, nor how many robes fell down beside her.

She has never experienced such a terrible war, nor has she killed so many people, and her shooting skills have gone from being unfamiliar to being skilled. Now she has shot the head with a shot, and there is no problem.

But she had no disgusting strength at all.

Xiao Jiang, who was just engaged at the age of 23, died.

Yang Yuying glanced at his face and remembered that the thick porridge he brought to her this morning.

I like to speak yellow the most, but in fact, I am so simple that I have never touched a woman in my life that I have died.

Yang Yuying still remembers... She rushed to the military camp under the fire. Lao Yanqiu looked down on her and said a few inappropriate words, making herself lie on the ground with her back and beg for mercy.

He said he would never dare to do it again.

He also said that after the war, he would go to the largest hotel in Yanping to hold a table and apologize to himself.

The little stone bridge was stained red by the blood.

Corpse piled up into mountains.

But the bridge was guarded and the city was guarded. Under the heavy artillery, they resisted with their flesh and blood, with their backward guns and big swords.

I don’t know how long I can last, but it’s meaningless to hold on for one more day.

Under the city wall, refugees who helped the elderly and the young slowly evacuated out, including gray-haired elderly people and hungry children.

At night, there is finally a temporary truce.

Yang Yuying sat under the wall with a pen in her mouth, writing letters to these soldiers when she had nothing to do.

She had just written more than twenty letters and went to eat for dinner until she had the energy to open the nameless scroll to read.

Now, these are not very valuable.

What you can see now is that the superiors have been negotiating. As soon as they said that they had signed a ceasefire agreement, Yang Yuying didn't know whether she should breathe a sigh of relief. As a result, the agreement was not warm enough in her hands, and then she fought again. Later, when she saw the written materials of such ceasefire negotiations, she simply turned a blind eye.

However, when you figure out one thing, the content on the nameless scroll cannot be guaranteed to be true. After all, as long as the things that fall on paper can be seen, it does not mean that it is true after writing it on paper.

"Mr. Lin, I'll give it to you."

Yang Yuying took a roasted sweet potato from Xiao Zhao's hand and took a bite. It was very sweet. She grabbed half of it and stuffed it back with her hands. Xiao Zhao didn't refuse, and smiled so hard that she showed a bit of snow-white teeth.

Xiao Zhao is the correspondent. Yang Yuying saved him from under the gun. From now on, this kid always thinks about her whenever there is something delicious.

While eating sweet potatoes, Yang Yuying looked up at the sky and suddenly asked, "How many days have you been fighting?"

Xiao Zhao pried apart his fingers and calculated for a long time, but he couldn't figure it out.

Yang Yuying sighed.

Half a month later, the small stone bridge was firmly held by them and not thrown to the enemy.

However, Wanping City could no longer be defended, and the city was almost blown up by artillery fire, and not many people were left behind the defenders.

Today, hand-to-hand combat consumed all the elites of the defenders, leaving behind wounded soldiers and generals everywhere.

Xiao Zhao whispered: "Sister, thank you for snatching Gu Brother's body back, otherwise, I would definitely not dare to see my sister-in-law."

Yang Yuying was stunned, pushed Xiao Zhao's hand down, and asked him to squat on the side and eat sweet potatoes.

During this period, she didn't think about anything, not thinking about whether Wanniang's mission to live a good life was a failure. Anyway, she was not happy to avoid the battlefield and avoid all this because she was afraid of danger.

"Oh."

Before she experienced all this, she didn't expect that she had such a temperament.

She loves food, is lazy, and doesn't like to take care of trouble. She is obviously a mediocre person, but how can she get involved when encountering such a thing?

Could it be that Lin Wanniang has such a profound influence on her?

Seeing Xiao Zhao eating sweet potatoes bit by bit like a little mouse, Yang Yuying reached out to pat the dust on his shoulder.

"When this war is over, I will send you to study. What kind of soldiers are you a little older?"

Xiao Zhao felt a little embarrassed, his face turned red, and he waved his hands repeatedly: "No!"

He is a rough man and doesn’t know much about his words, so where can he read?

Yang Yuying chuckled and wanted to say something. Her eyes suddenly condensed, she lowered her head and grabbed Wuming Curtain tightly, held it closer and continued to look, but her expression became more and more serious. After watching for three minutes, she grew up and went straight to the telecommunications room to make a phone call.

She was stunned for a few seconds with the phone number, but didn't know who to call, so she turned around and went to find Captain Jin.

Captain Jin was a little injured. He was resisted from the bridge by Yang Yuying, so the injury is still fine now and he has not taken it down. When he saw Yang Yuying, a smile appeared on his dark face.

"Call Commander Song."
To be continued...