Afterwards, Jiang Xiachu was still a little worried, so he turned around and said, "Everyone, be careful and take care of each other!"

The water was almost up to our waists, and every step we took required a lot of effort. Every time a wave came over, everyone would become even more tired.

But everyone tacitly gritted their teeth and persevered, with only one firm belief in their hearts, that is, they must not give up and must go to the front line.

The Warriors need them.

They didn't know how long they walked, but they felt that their strength was almost exhausted, and finally, they saw the other side.

When they got ashore, they all suddenly felt lighter.

Jiang Xiachu let out a long breath and felt as if a layer of skin had been peeled off his body and all the strength in his body was drained.

Too tired.

However, the girls who got ashore were very happy.

"We made it! We really did it!"

"My mother would be so proud if she knew!"

Jiang Xiachu looked back and saw that many soldiers were still helping other comrades who had not crossed the river. He felt an inexplicable warm power in his heart.

However, many girls were still very frightened. When they were in the river, they were very nervous and afraid that they would be washed away all the time. They walked towards the shore while crying.

The girls stood together, wiping their tears and packing their water-soaked luggage, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

The difficulties and obstacles along the way were far more terrible than they had imagined, but they also knew in their hearts that they were just at the beginning, and once they reached the front line, the situation might be even more serious than it is now.

After getting ashore, they looked around and suddenly saw a nearby village. Everyone's attention was drawn to it and they all fell silent.

In the village, many houses were bombed into ruins, the people were in great pain, displaced, and there were wounded everywhere.

There were also many children hiding in the leaky and windy houses, crying non-stop.

Seeing this scene, several girls couldn't stop crying: "How could this happen... These children are so pitiful, their relatives are missing, and they have no one to rely on..."

"War is too cruel. Why should the people, who have done nothing wrong, have to endure such undue pain?"

Jiang Xiachu stood at the front, his eyes red and his fists clenched. The tragic scene of the front line in his dream suddenly appeared in front of him, and he was filled with indignation. "Comrades, we can't cry! We must keep moving forward. The PLA soldiers are fighting desperately on the front line to protect the people."

"Although we can't charge into battle like the soldiers, we can still help in our own way and do what we can."

When the girls heard Jiang Xiachu's words, they raised their hands to wipe away their tears and said with a firm look in their eyes: "Xiachu is right, we must rush to the front line as soon as possible to help the PLA soldiers. Only by winning can we protect the people fundamentally!"

"No matter how difficult it is, we must persevere!"

Everyone's blood boiled at this moment and they all agreed.

At this time, the leader in front shouted loudly: "Rest here for five minutes, and then continue to move forward. The comrades at the front are waiting for us!"

"Yes, Chief!"

Jiang Xiachu put down his bag, wrung the water out of his clothes, turned to look at the people behind him, and frowned slightly.

The river was fast-flowing and contained a lot of gravel. Although they had crossed the river, many people were injured.

The river water was dirty and turbid, so she had to treat the wound. However, she didn't carry any medical supplies with her, so taking them out now would definitely arouse suspicion...

Thinking of this, Jiang Xiachu's eyes darkened.

After a moment, she seemed to remember something and quickly took out her water bottle from her bag.

Inside was the spiritual spring water she had prepared. Using the spiritual spring water to wash the wound would definitely be more effective than applying medicine.

Jiang Xiachu clenched the kettle in her hand, hurriedly walked to the nearest injured person next to her, unscrewed the lid of the kettle, and lifted up her trouser leg.

The girl was a little confused, "What's wrong, Xia Chu?"

Jiang Xiachu replied: "You are injured. I have clean water here. I will help you wash the wound. It is safer than leaving it dirty."

Hearing this, the girl was touched and nodded, saying: "Thank you, Xia Chu, you are so kind..."

After I simply washed her wound, the girl's expression was obviously relieved, and she was full of surprise. "It really doesn't hurt that much now! Xia Chu, you are amazing!"

Jiang Xiachu smiled and without further delay, he went around to check on the other wounded.