Anti-japanese War: Invincible Starts from Yaobai

Although not fatal, it was considered a serious injury.

After the operation, one or two months of recuperation should be required to achieve the current level of healing.

But today is the time to change the dressing.

Xiao Qiyue thought of Ambulance Bi trembling all over, cutting off the surgical line in shock.

Just wanted to laugh out loud.

It's so funny.

The paramedics didn't know what happened.

Just keep this weird thing in mind.

Forcibly finding a child who is in the growth period, the healing speed is faster, such a reason is barely fooling myself...

"Well, I was lucky this time, and finally survived. In the future, I will still be responsible for the security mission of Commander Xie!"

"After I die, you will take my place. This sentence has always been a number..."

Little July's lips were a little dry.

But saying it is still strong.

After Xiao Huaibei finished handling the bandages, he took a noodle from the side.

"Here, you told me that eating this stuff can make you grow taller, so I saved it for you..."

"Okay..." Bu.

Chapter 132

"Don't worry, all of us will survive, Guoguo promised me that!"

Xiao Huaibei is still young, so he doesn't know how to comfort others.

I can only find the words of a person I admire to prove it.

Jiang Yang...

This is the one who killed so many devils.

He has long been regarded as a hero in many people's hearts.

Yanhuang is a good boy.

Xiao Huaibei listened to the envious and admiring tone of the soldiers around him talking about his Guoguo!

Xiao Huaibei has unknowingly become his cousin's loyal little fan.

Otherwise, why did he immediately shave off his hair when he heard Jiang Yang say that he didn't like seeing the pot head?

Only one bald head remains...

Xiao Qiyue smiled after hearing this while eating bread.

Didn't say anything else.

The battlefield is a place where people can grow.

The boundary line between life and death can stimulate human potential most.

Little July has just experienced such a thing.

Perhaps his understanding of life has added another layer.

A little hope is always good.

It's okay to have a hero in your heart.

This is youth after all.

After all, this is the longing in ignorance...

After Xiao Qiyue ate the bread in her hands in a few mouthfuls.

Drank a glass of water that was set aside.

Then he opened the quilt covering his body first.

He slowly sat up from the bed.

Although the wound is still a little painful now.

But it's been working fine.

At least it's okay not to do too much strenuous exercise.

"Let's go, let's all go out and have a look. The warehouse outside seems to be very lively. I don't know if the group leader is singing again..."

Xiao Huaibei supported Xiao July.

There are two teenagers, one is thirteen or fourteen years old, and the other is about 17 years old.

Slowly walked out of the wounded barracks.

It was really lively outside.

All the surrounding lights were turned off.

And then on the high platform.

A large white curtain was hung.

A man shone a flashlight from behind.

Xie Jinyuan holds a shadow puppet in his hand...

It is proficient, and it is dancing swiftly.

In front of the curtain are soldiers sitting cross-legged on the ground.

They all looked at the shadow play in front of them quite relaxed.

Although very crude.

But for them, it is already a rare and wonderful enjoyment.

This is a shadow puppet show for the ancestors to convey patriotism.

The name of this shadow play is called Dingjun Mountain.

Xie Jinyuan's desolate and hoarse narration...

Let the soldiers around watch with gusto.

There was a burst of applause.

Little July and the two supported each other.

Next to a relatively high staircase.

Just sat down.

Looking at the shadows projected by the shadow puppets on the white curtain.

The two teenagers held their faces together.

Listen to the voice next to your ear.

Unknowingly, I also applauded...

Xie Jinyuan was young.

Born into a family of carpenters.

When my father was young, he used to subsidize the family property.

I also did shadow puppetry.

Xie Jinyuan is a child from a commoner family.

This skill was carefully handed over to him by his old father...

Xie Jinyuan's father's original intention was to think that if his son could not survive by relying on the craftsmanship of a carpenter.

Then you can learn one more skill.

For example, shadow puppetry.

Increase the possibility of surviving in this world.

Pity the parents of the world.

Xie Jinyuan finally succeeded in studying for a long time.

He should have had another life.

But seeing such an arrogant behavior of the devil.

He gave up his pen and calmly when he was just a year away from graduating.

With the graduation certificate, he turned his head and entered the military academy directly...

Then kill enemies all the way.

Relying on the ability to rise to the current position.

The shadow puppet in Xie Jinyuan's hand moves swiftly.

Let the soldiers get hooked.

His voice was thick and slightly hoarse.

Not only did it not let the shadow play lose its charm.

On the contrary, it is plain and innocent, which adds a little bit of sadness.

And unsuccessful...

Head tong drum, Zhanfan made, Ertong drum, tight shirt

The three-way drum, the knife out of the sheath, the four-way drum, hand over the soldiers