Ning Sangyu held his hand and said, "As long as there are still people, they can't kill them all."
Four months after the war began, nearly half of the country has fallen. It has been so difficult to get to this day.
There are too many people who cannot see the sunrise, and countless people continue to rush to the battlefield.
Yue Xiangli hugged her and said, "Sangsang, it will be fine. Our country will be fine."
"Yes, it will, it will definitely happen. The sacrifices of so many people will bring victory."
The gunshots rang out again. Without much time to linger, the two men returned to their posts and led the soldiers to fight the enemy.
In the following time, Lin Pingyi, Duan Huxia and Yang Weiguo died one after another.
In June 1942, two more letters arrived from South China.
Yue Xiangli and Ning Sangyu opened the letter.
"My brother and sister-in-law, I feel like I am seeing you when I read this letter:
Seeing this letter means we are separated forever.
It has been fourteen years since we last met in 1928. For various reasons, letters have been rare in this time, but I can often hear my brother's advice and my sister-in-law's wisdom and courage in the army.
Brother, when I was eighteen, you once said that in troubled times, only I can save myself, and I have to grow up.
Now I can proudly tell you that I have grown up and I am a fierce general in the army. I can save myself, save others, and protect my Chinese land.
Since 1937, my brother has fought 78 battles, with some wins and some losses, and many life and death situations.
We will fight the 79th battle with the determination to die, and swear to win the initiative for our army.
It is a pity that I cannot see you again, but I have no regrets in dedicating my life to my country.
I have already said goodbye to Sixian, and now I am saying goodbye to my brother and sister-in-law.
If you see your nephew Lihua and niece Nianxia in the future, please tell them that their father died for his country.
Don't worry, when you see me at my grave in the future, please tell me that the country is safe and sound.
On April 22, 1942, this foolish brother Yue Xiangchen wrote his last words.
"Sister-in-law and brother, I have written to you:
Goodbye, letter.
I have been ordered to go deep into enemy territory and defeat the enemy. I know it is difficult to return. I have read the letter left by Chen and know that he is no longer here.
Before leaving, I left a letter for my children. After much thought, I decided to leave a letter for you.
Sixian has been an orphan since childhood. He learned to serve the country when he was young. Whenever he met like-minded people, he was willing to shed his blood on our land and would not regret dedicating his life to the country.
If my brother and sister-in-law meet Lihua and Nianxia in the future, I hope they will take good care of them.
Also, please be sure to inform me on the day when the enemy is driven out.
On May 2, 1942, Liang Sixian wrote his last words.
Ning Sangyu was silent for a long time, then murmured softly, "They are all gone."
How many more people must be sacrificed before we can gain national independence?
Yue Xiangli stroked her face which was covered with blood and mud, and said, "Persevere, you will win."
No matter how many words there are, in the end, only this one sentence is left: "We will win."
August 15, 1945.
After the fierce battle, Ning Sangyu crawled out of the trench, shook off the dirt on his body, patted his head, and asked someone to clean up the battlefield.
She stood on the trench and looked around, feeling a little confused.
Next to her, Yue Xiangli also came out of the trench and patted her military uniform.
In the sunlight, you can clearly see the shape of the mud smoke escaping.
A signalman came over with a radio, with ecstasy on his face, and shouted: "Commander! Commander! We won! They surrendered!!"
Ning Sangyu turned and stared at him.
"We won, they surrendered!"
"Ooooh! We win!"
The soldiers were stunned for a moment, and when they realized what the signalman said, they couldn't help but become happy, and then many of them burst into tears.
"Dad, Mom, did you hear that? We won!!"
Yue Xiangli hugged the stunned person in his arms and said, "Did you hear that, Sangsang? We won."
After fighting for so many years, we finally won.
"I heard it." A tear fell, wetting his military uniform on his chest, leaving a tear spot.
Victory, can go home.
"Sangsang, fortunately I have both my country and my family." He sighed.
After several life and death experiences, fortunately the mountains are still there.
Later, red flags covered the land of China. A great country that had been weak and sick for a hundred years finally stood up, gradually swept away its chronic illnesses, and continued its glory for another five thousand years.
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