After the rebirth of the idol, he started to lose weight and became the best actor

Lives were lost in war every day, and Lin Xi thought he had already gotten used to it.

But now, watching a newborn baby die in his arms, he couldn't help but feel sad.

But the current situation did not allow him to retreat. After a moment of silence, Lin Xi put the child down and continued to move towards the volunteer army camp.

After traveling through the mountains and forests for a while, Lin Xi's feet were almost numb, and the Volunteer Army's rendezvous camp finally appeared before his eyes.

A few simple tents were hidden in the dense forest in the valley. The sentinels were patrolling vigilantly, and when they saw someone appear, their eyes instantly became sharp.

In the center of the camp, several soldiers in coarse military uniforms and with resolute expressions gathered around. Lin Xi solemnly handed over the information, his voice trembling slightly but every word clear:

"It's all here, the Japanese army's defense map, troop deployment plan..."

The captain took it with both hands, his eyes reddened, and patted Lin Xi's shoulder heavily: "Young man, this journey was difficult and you have made a great contribution!"

After the handover was completed, Lin Xi rested for half a minute, declined the offer to stay, and turned back.

When passing through the town that was somewhat dilapidated by the war, the news that the captain told him before leaving came to his mind again.

He couldn't help feeling distressed when he thought that his sisters who were abducted by the Japanese army might be imprisoned in a prison in this city.

The gentle eyebrows, and the resolute yet concerned look before leaving, gnawed at his heart.

His steps slowed down unconsciously. Looking at the black smoke rising from the direction of the cell, Lin Xi pursed his lips and covered his chest like a possessed person.

At this moment, an uncontrollable impulse surged in his chest. Now that his mission was completed, he was alone, without any burden on his shoulders. No one could stop him...

The numb and sad faces of the people on the street further strengthened Lin Xi's idea. The atrocities committed by the Japanese army were still vivid in his mind. How could he let his relatives suffer in that den of tigers and wolves?

The audience in the theater just breathed a sigh of relief, but their hearts were lifted again.

Lin Xi finally arrived at the volunteer army camp safely, but had to go into another wolf's den. Although he knew that the protagonist would be fine, he still didn't want such a kind-hearted boy to be persecuted again.

The kids have suffered enough...

Lin Xi on the screen obviously did not hear the audience's voices. His eyes gradually turned cold and his mind quickly thought of a rescue plan.

After half an hour.

Lin Xi crouched down, clinging to the town's mottled and dilapidated wall covered with moss and bullet holes, moving forward step by step.

He was wearing a grey, coarse cloth garment that blended in with the night, his face was dark, and only his eyes shone brightly in the shadows.

As night fell, the town streets were empty except for the patrol teams.

The Japanese army's leather boots made a clicking sound and the pale beams of light from their flashlights wavered wildly.

With the help of the information he had collected previously, he successfully avoided several patrols and took advantage of the shift change to sneak into the cell area.

The first cell was filled with a pungent stench of decay. In the dark and damp corners, there were some scattered straws and rats running around from time to time.

Lin Xi held her breath and searched carefully, her eyes scanning every inch of the ground, but the expected figures of her sisters did not appear.

Disappointment surged into his heart like a tide. Perhaps in another cell, Lin Xi prepared to evacuate as planned.

Just as he turned around, a faint cough was heard from the cell next door.

Lin Xi's heart tightened, and he leaned closer to the wall, peeking through the gap in the iron fence.

There was a thin man wearing glasses in the cell. His hair was disheveled and his prison uniform was tattered, but the original gray color had long been covered by dried dark red bloodstains.

Lin Xi's heart moved. This look and this temperament were clearly that of the world-renowned anti-Japanese literary leader - Mr. Jiang.

During those difficult years, Mr. Jiang's sharp and inspiring anti-Japanese manifestos pierced through the enemy's hypocritical mask like a sharp blade and awakened the passion of resistance among countless Chinese people.

He was a wanted criminal whom the Japanese army hated to the core and offered a reward for his capture.

Lin Xi stared at Mr. Jiang intently, his knuckles turned white from the force, and he felt a conflict between his conscience and his desires.

This trip is only for my sisters. If I rescue them rashly, there will be too many variables. If there is any mistake, not only will I lose my life, but the subsequent plan to rescue my sisters will also fail.

But when I think of how many people Mr. Jiang’s inspiring words have given spiritual support to, and if he died here…

When he got closer, Lin Xi's heart suddenly tightened.

Mr. Jiang's tongue was brutally gouged out, and the dried blood at the corners of his mouth formed horrible black scabs. The fingernails of all ten fingers on both hands were gone, and the scene was bloody and horrible.

Mr. Jiang's originally dim eyes suddenly burst into bright light the moment he saw Lin Xi, as excited as the last rays of light of a dying person.

He struggled to move his body, and every movement pulled the wound. He trembled in pain and cold sweat rolled down his forehead like rain. However, he approached Lin Xi with his tenacious will.

Then, with trembling hands covered in blood, he took out a key that was already soaked in blood and handed it to Lin Xi, letting out an unclear and extremely painful whimper from his throat.

Lin Xi's eyes were red, and she took the key with both hands. She understood that this was the secret that the Japanese army had not been able to obtain even after torturing Mr. Jiang.

No one knew where Mr. Jiang was hiding, and he had been imprisoned for several days without being discovered.

"Mr. Jiang, you have suffered a lot, and I will live up to your trust!" Lin Xi lowered his voice, his words choked with sobs and respect.

Mr. Jiang seemed to have exhausted his last bit of strength. His body went limp and he leaned against the wooden frame beside the straw. However, he still tried to raise his eyelids. His eyes were full of trust and expectation, and he signaled Lin Xi to hurry up.

The night is so thick that it cannot be dissolved.

Lin Xi's eyes were filled with anger and determination, and a belief resounded in her heart: Even if it costs her life, she must rescue Mr. Jiang!

He deftly drew out the dagger from his waist, leaned sideways towards the prison door, and, relying on his precise grasp of the Japanese army's patrol patterns, he took advantage of the gap.

The sharp blade flashed with a cold light and accurately pierced the guard's throat. The guard's eyes widened and he fell to the ground without making a sound.

Lin Xi grabbed the key, quickly opened the cell door, and took a few steps forward to help Mr. Jiang up.

Mr. Jiang's body was limp and weak, and Lin Xi could only half drag and half hold him. Sweat mixed with blood flowed down his forehead, soaking his clothes.

As soon as I left the cell, alarms and sharp shouts suddenly pierced the night sky.

The dazzling searchlights swept back and forth, and the Japanese troops poured in from all directions like a tide.

Lin Xi was extremely calm. He rushed left and right with Mr. Jiang on his back, hiding his body behind the broken walls.

Bullets whizzed past my ears, kicking up dust under my feet. I had only one thought in my mind: get out!

I don't know how long I dodged and evaded, but the sounds of pursuit behind me gradually faded away, and the abandoned hut where the volunteers had met finally appeared in front of me.

Lin Xi gently placed Mr. Jiang in a corner, pulled out some old clothes to cover him, and whispered to comfort him: "Mr. Jiang, hold on, reinforcements will be here soon."

Mr. Jiang nodded weakly, his eyes full of gratitude, and opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something.

Lin Xi somehow put the key he had just obtained back into Mr. Jiang's hand. He now had to go find help. It was not safe outside, so it would be better to hide such confidential items first.

Lin Xi walked out along the secret passage, leaving a mark behind the door, and listened carefully to the movements outside the door. Then he walked out of the half-collapsed house by following the wall in the moonlight.

He turned left and right and was about to reach the edge of the town when he heard a gunshot and his body froze.

Looking back, I saw several Japanese soldiers flashing out from behind a house not far away like ghosts, with black smoke still coming out of the muzzles of their guns.

A bullet went straight through his abdomen, and severe pain instantly swept through his body. Lin Xi staggered a few steps and instinctively covered the wound with his hand, but blood gushed out from between his fingers like a flood.

"Want to run? Not that easy!" The leading Japanese soldier had a ferocious look on his face and approached step by step with his gun raised.

Lin Xi leaned against the corner, breathing heavily, but his eyes were as sharp as cold stars, staring at the enemy.

At this moment, his legs became weak and his consciousness gradually became blurred. He used his last bit of strength to attract the attention of the Japanese army here.

Before he died, the first thought in his mind was to fight for Mr. Wu Neijiang's life.

Another hail of bullets came, Lin Xi's eyes went dark, and he slowly fell down.

The bright red blood spread out under his body, like a tragically blooming red spider lily.

The corners of his lips curled up slightly, as if he was relieved - Mr. Jiang was safe and the secret was kept.

The only pity is that he never got to see his sister until his death.

elder sister……

Inside the house, Mr. Jiang, who had sat up at some point, burst into tears and clenched his fists.