War of Resistance: I Have 800 Warriors
20 Don’t you see, the Han army will end

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The night in Shanghai was exceptionally cold.

Moonlight shone on the cold ground. It was so white and pure that it looked like an angel's kiss.

However, the battlefield that had already turned into ruins was stained with blood.

The blood on the corpse had already frozen into ice crystals under such low temperatures.

As for the soldiers of Xia Country who died on the battlefield.

Even before they died, their bodies still maintained a charging posture.

At this moment, their corpses were already frozen.

They were even stuck together in layers, as if they could no longer be separated.

In the four-row warehouse, the lights had already been extinguished.

Lin Danyang, who had just recovered from his serious injuries, snatched the cigarette from Yang Guai's hand and took a puff greedily.

Previously, on the battlefield, Lin Danyang had killed Matsushita Aoki with a Mauser 98K.

His body leaned to one side, slightly.

The bullet from the Japanese sniper rifle penetrated the spot three centimeters away from his heart.

Therefore, he did not die on the spot.

If the bullet really penetrated his heart, even the system would not be able to save him.

The wound that was far away from his heart prevented him from dying immediately.

The system had also healed most of Lin Danyang's injuries.

But even so, there was still a terrifying wound on his chest.

However, in everyone's eyes, Lin Danyang was still extremely 'lucky' to have survived.

This was because it was to conceal the system's recovery of the " injury ".

In Lin Danyang's pocket, there was a bullet hole in the ocean.

Therefore, in the eyes of everyone, it seemed that this ocean had saved his life.

Only Lin Danyang knew that all of this was just a facade.

The system's recovery of injuries was only targeted at the parts that threatened Lin Danyang's life.

At this moment, the wound that had been treated by the military doctor with a simple technique was still burning in pain.

"Brat, let me tell you!"

"Smoking won't relieve the pain. Drinking will numb the nerves.”

Yang Guai took two deep puffs of his cigarette. The two of them leaned back to back and looked at the lights on the south bank of Wusong River.

At this moment, Xiaohu Bei and Duanwu were also walking over.

Little Hu Bei passed the wine Lei Xiong gave him to Lin Danyang.

"Wine, give it to me!"

"Brother Dan Yang, they haven't dispersed yet!"

Duan Wu looked at the south bank of Wusong River and the people of Xia Country who were guarding in the night.

"They are giving us support and encouragement!”

Lin Danyang took a sip of wine and felt the pain in his wound fade a little.

He threw the bottle to Chen Shusheng, who was not far away.

"At least we haven't been forgotten by this world!”

Lin Danyang smiled bitterly.

He looked at the candlelight and Kongming Lanterns on the south bank of Haosong River.

Endless emotions arose in his heart.

For some reason, Lin Danyang thought of a military song.

The corners of his mouth parted slightly, and the hoarse, hot-blooded military song came out from his throat.

"Jun Bujian, the final army of the Han Dynasty, the weak crown of the enemy, please lead the long tassel. Jun Bujian, Ban Dingyuan, the light cavalry of the absolute domain, urge the battle clouds!”

"A man should value dangerous actions. How can he let a scholar miss his life…"

Slowly.

More and more soldiers of Regiment 524 approached Lin Danyang.

They first listened to the lyrics and melody of Lin Danyang's song.

Finally, Shangguan Zhibiao, Chen Shusheng, Lei Xiong…

Even Xie Jingyuan, who was dressed in military uniform, followed Lin Danyang and sang the military song.

The singing became louder and louder, deeper and deeper, and more touching.

In the entire four-row warehouse, the sound of this song kept echoing and floating out.

Even in such a terrible situation, they did not choose to submit.

The tears of the soldiers in the four-row warehouse kept flowing.

The song drifted far away and woke up the people sleeping on the south bank of Wusong River. They all looked at the location of the four-row warehouse.

The tragic and passionate song moved everyone.

The students sleeping on the south bank of the Haosong River listened to the desolate song.

He felt the blood in his body boil at this moment.

They couldn't help but sing along with the soldiers in the four-row warehouse.

The song resounded on both sides of the Haosong River, as if the entire Shanghai was echoing this military song.

Snow fell from the sky, and the citizens of Xia country who were sleeping in their rooms also pushed open the door and came out.

The snowflakes fell on the ground and quickly turned into ice crystals.

However, the size of the crowd was getting bigger and bigger.

At this moment, there was no fear, no so-called clamor.

At this moment, the people of Xia Country were no longer afraid of war or death.

It was as if he had forgotten everything. In the world, it was as if only this song was floating.

However, none of the citizens of Xia Country gave in. Even in the snow, they were still like statues, standing on the south bank of Haosong River.

All for the sake of accompanying these brave warriors of China who had used their lives and blood to protect the land of China and their lives.

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