1940, Shanxi-Chahar-Hebei Border Region, Huangtu Ridge.
The roar of artillery fire tore through Lin Shen's remaining consciousness, and the smell of gunpowder smoke and blood flowed into his nose, choking him and causing him to cough violently. He opened his eyes suddenly, and what he saw was not the familiar modern operating room under the shadowless lamp, nor the straight line on the monitor that represented the end of his life, but a piece of scorched earth and ruins.
"I... Didn't I suddenly die on the operating table after fighting continuously for 72 hours?"
Lin Shen, 26 years old, is the youngest deputy chief physician of surgery at a top tertiary hospital in the country, and is an expert with a lancet. At this moment, the last memory in his mind was the dangerous operation to separate conjoined twins and the subsequent cardiac arrest.
"Hygienist! Lin Shen! Why are you dazed! The leader is injured! Hurry!" An anxious roar brought him back to reality.
A soldier wearing a gray military uniform with a face full of smoke was shaking him roughly. Lin Shen subconsciously touched his body. He was young and strong, but wearing the same shabby military uniform, with a simple red cross armband wrapped around his arm.
Unfamiliar memories came flooding back - this was a young health worker also named Lin Shen. Both of his parents had died. He had joined the army not long ago. During the tragic counterattack at Huangtuling, the original owner seemed to have been knocked unconscious by a shell.
"Captain? Huangtu Ridge?" Lin Shen's heart trembled as these two words exploded like thunder. He vaguely remembered that this was an important battle in the history of the Anti-Japanese War. The Eighth Route Army killed Japanese Lieutenant General Norihide Abe here, known as "the flower of a famous general withered in the Taihang Mountains."
