She knew that the soldiers were defending their country and deserved respect and praise, but when she saw this scene with her own eyes, she couldn't help but be moved and shocked.
She had never imagined such a scene, let alone how devastated she would be if she were asked to write a suicide note.
The more Jiang Xiachu thought about it, the more his heart ached.
After a while, while some people were still writing, the team suddenly gave an order and quickly reorganized and set off.
Every minute and every second on the battlefield may be linked to life, so no time is wasted.
Jiang Xiachu followed the team, and every step he took seemed to weigh a thousand pounds.
After following the troops for an unknown amount of time, Jiang Xiachu raised his eyes and suddenly saw Pei Yunchen in a trench not far ahead.
After seeing his current appearance clearly, Jiang Xiachu's pupils suddenly dilated sharply and his brain went blank.
Pei Yunchen usually looks neat and tidy, and always has a smile on his face. Although he likes to joke sometimes, he is a very gentle and reliable person at heart.
But now he was in a very miserable state, leaning behind a shelter, with his right hand injured. After simple treatment, he was wearing a bandage, but it seemed that the wound was affected, and the white bandage was already stained with blood.
His left arm was also covered with scars from the explosion, with the wound wrapped in blood-stained gauze, a bloody mess, and the gauze stuck to the wound.
His legs were covered with wounds of varying sizes, some of which were still bleeding. His face was as pale as paper and his lips were chapped.
There is not a single healthy spot on his body, it's all covered with wounds.
He hid behind the shelter, tremblingly took out a piece of paper and a pen from his arms, held the pen with difficulty in his trembling left hand, and wrote something crookedly on the paper.
After finishing writing, he put the pen aside, carefully folded the paper, and slowly put it in his arms.
He straightened his coat, then supported himself on the ground with one hand, gritted his teeth, stood up from the ground, and opened the bag beside him.
Jiang Xiachu gradually walked towards him and glanced at the bundle. At first glance, it seemed that they were all Lu Huaiyan's things.
Upon seeing this, Jiang Xiachu frowned instantly.
Jiang Xiachu stopped in front of Pei Yunchen and looked at the blood-stained bag.
The things in the bundle were neatly arranged. Pei Yunchen used his left hand to pull out a few envelopes from under the bundle.
Jiang Xiachu frowned and noticed the familiar handwriting in the lower left corner of the envelope.
That's her name.
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