Although the veteran's military uniform was ragged and covered in blood, Li Tianxia still recognized it at a glance that it was the military uniform issued by their 10th Army.

The uniforms of the 10th Army were designed by Zhong Yi, which is different from other national troops.

The biggest difference is that the 10th Army's uniform has small lapels.

Many officers and soldiers liked this small lapel design very much, and Li Tianxia also liked it very much.

Li Tianxia immediately jumped into the ditch and helped the veteran up with difficulty.

After helping up, I accidentally discovered that the veteran was Luo Wenliang, the commander of the 48th Regiment.

"Captain Luo?"

"Master's seat?!"

Luo Wenliang was also a little surprised.

Then, the two of them asked at the same time: "Why do you look so terrible?"

Then, the two of them laughed at the same time, with a hint of sadness in their laughter and a glory of surviving the disaster. In any case, they both survived again, didn't they?

"Teacher, where are the brothers from Xiao Li and the guard platoon?"

"Most of them died in battle, and the rest were broken up." Li Tianxia sighed and asked Luo Wenliang again, "Why are you alone, where are your guard squad?"

"They all died in battle." Luo Wenliang said, his eyes turned red and he cried, "It's so tragic."

"Yes, this battle was so bad." Li Tianxia said, and her eyes were red. "We refused to retreat, and the Japanese also fought to the death. Both sides were really fighting for their lives."

"I worked hard all night." Luo Wenliang said.

"I won't talk about this anymore, let's go and look for it again." Li Tianxia wiped her tears and helped Luo Wenliang walk forward.

At this time, the roar of the plane engine suddenly sounded in the sky. The two of them looked up at the same time and saw a national fighter jet painted with the blue sky and white sun logo under the wings swept past from a low altitude.

Li Tianxia and Luo Wenliang clearly saw that the pilot saluted them in the porthole that was coming to the side.

Li Tianxia subconsciously stood up and saluted the fighter jet that was passing by. Luo Wenliang lost his support and immediately fell to the ground with a roar.

...

The fighter jet that swept past was Eagle 1 driven by Zhang Fan.

Before dark yesterday, the Eagle 1 he was driving was not helpful, and even the light and heavy machine gun on board was not launched much because there was no chance to fire.

Early this morning, Zhang Fan took off with nine other fighter planes at the same time.

But when they flew over Yiwu, they found that the battle had basically ended.

Zhang Fan drove Eagle No. 1 and searched along the highway from Jinhua to Yiwu, but he only saw corpses covered with the ground!

There are the corpses of the Japanese, but more of them are the corpses of the Kuomintang.

Most of the corpses on both sides were entangled together.

Along the way, I also encountered a few veterans of the National Army who were cleaning the battlefield.

Most of these veterans of the National Army looked numb. When they saw Eagle No. 1 passing by, they just glanced coldly, and occasionally, veterans would wave to him enthusiastically.

However, Zhang Fan would pay standard salutes to these veterans.

These veterans are the real heroes and the backbone of the nation. They deserve the respect of everyone!

After crossing Yiwu County, Eagle No. 1 continued to fly along the Yiwu road to Zhuji. What you saw along the way were still clusters of corpses.

Zhang Fan pulled Eagle No. 1 up and looked down from a high altitude to see it more clearly.

I saw that within my vision, at least within a radius of dozens of kilometers, were covered with corpses!

Although it is not visually dense, but is a cluster of people from east to west, it is definitely a wild corpse. Even if it is the most conservative estimate, it will be at least 100,000!

Before he knew it, Zhang Fan was already in tears.

When he flew to Dachen Town, Zhang Fan was already crying.

...

Zhang Fan was far more than crying.

There are also Wei Lan and thousands of doctors and nurses like her.

As soon as the battle began, in addition to the soldiers fighting bloody battles on the front line, there was also a large group of angels in white who were also fighting to the death with the God of Death in their posts.

Wei Lan came to Yinjiang with Xu Jia more than half a year ago and went to Huamei Hospital together.

After the Second Zhejiang-Fujian Battle started, Huamei Hospital immediately organized a huge medical team. Wei Lan took the initiative to sign up and followed the medical team to Jinhua.

Since then, she has been in the field hospital in Tangya Town.

Ten days ago, a large number of wounded people were sent to the field hospital in Tangya Town.

Wei Lan didn't feel anything at that time, because most of the wounded people transferred to Tangya Town had been bandaged, and the wound had been initially treated by the medical soldiers on the front line, so there was no visual impact.

However, starting yesterday afternoon, the number of wounded people transferred to Tangya Town suddenly increased.

And it was not a little bit more, but a geometric increase. The field hospital in Tangya Town previously received more than a hundred wounded people in one day, but yesterday afternoon, there were thousands of wounded people transferred to Tangya Town. After nightfall, the situation became even worse. It was really truckloads of trucks.

Later, the hospital could not put the yard at all, so the wounded could only be placed in the wild.

It was dark at night, and Wei Lan didn't feel anything special.

However, when the first ray of dawn fell and illuminated the wilderness outside the hospital, Wei Lan and the two young nurses who were following him were deeply shocked by the scene in front of him.

I saw that the wilderness outside the hospital was filled with dense stretchers!

The stretcher was covered with wounded soldiers from the National Army, and these wounded soldiers were basically untreated, and they still retained the original and bloodiest wounds.

There are sorrows everywhere, really sorrows everywhere!

The air is filled with blood!

While walking, Wei Lan suddenly felt something pulling her white coat.

When I stopped to look, a wounded man on the stretcher next to me grabbed her.

"Save me, sister doctor, save me..." That was a young soldier. His tender face had not even grown hairs, and he was only fifteen years old at most.

He looked at Wei Lan sadly with his big eyes, full of nostalgia for life.

Wei Lan's eyes subconsciously fell on the young soldier, but he saw that his abdomen was covered in blood, and he could not tell which part of the wound was.

However, several purple-shaped intestines are clearly visible.

Just seeing this situation, Wei Lan knew that she could not save her.

With such a serious injury, the abdominal cavity has been seriously infected, and even penicillin will definitely not be able to save it.

Wei Lan could no longer control her emotions, and her eyes fell down her cheeks, and the two little nurses behind her were already crying, which was too miserable.

"Sister, I'm so scared to save me..." The young soldier still grabbed Wei Lan's white coat and refused to put it on, just like a drowning person grabbed a straw and refused to let go of it even if he died.
Chapter completed!