She stood up, turned around, and went back to her room: "I'm tired. I need to rest. Erguang, help me pack my luggage. I need to head to the front lines."
Erguang thought Huarong had agreed and breathed a sigh of relief, saying, "Okay."
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On May 8, 1941, when the Yangon invaders were completely unprepared, the Thirteen Army Corps and guerrilla forces of all sizes across China launched an attack on the Yangon invaders.
A war that would last for six months had begun.
Hua Rong did not leave Minnan Haishi alone, but Er Guang was not there either.
She was selfish after all, wanting the fool who had been with her for so many years to live on.
Accompanying her were Jin Mingpai's escort team and twenty medical students.
They rushed to the front line amidst chaos and gunfire.
A fair-skinned, seemingly quiet girl couldn't help but vomit when she saw the severed limbs and blood on the road.
"Feeling very uncomfortable?"
Hua Rong, dressed in casual clothes, patted her back and asked.
The other students on the bus were also not having an easy time; their ability to attend university indicated that their families had previously been well-off.
Even with some hardships, such bloody scenes are not common.
"Teacher Li, I'm not afraid! I anticipated this when I decided to follow you, but—"
The girl's voice wasn't loud, but it carried a sense of passion.
Hua Rong patted her head and said, "Good child."
Then, she looked solemnly at the others and said, "You must remember what I am about to say! Each and every one of you is a talent cultivated by the country with enormous resources."
"On the battlefield, bullets have no eyes, but there will be people protecting you! And you must not let them down."
“Having someone to protect you doesn’t mean you can be indifferent to your own safety. In this war, people die every moment.”
"But...I hope you live, the longer the better! Because that means you can save more soldiers and compatriots!"
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