[Anti-Japanese War, spy war, suspense, redemption, feelings of family and country, love between life and death, refreshing writing]
Lin Mo, the embalmer of modern society, opened his eyes and his soul penetrated the Songhu battlefield in 1937!
Under fire, he was unarmed. In a desperate situation, the [Hall of Resistance Valor] system was activated! As long as you bury your comrades who died in battle, you can inherit their strongest abilities in life! [Veteran Intuition], [Three-shot Rapid Fire], [Battlefield Stealth]... When the unwillingness of the deceased turned into his power, a "battlefield ghost" was born that made all Japanese invaders fearful! From then on, he acted as a judge in the name of the undertaker.
"I paid a funeral for the hero, just to... Demand my life from the Japanese with my own hands!
Song Jiayi had just finished debriding a soldier who had broken his leg. She was so tired that she couldn't even lift her fingers. She leaned against the tent pole and just wanted to close her eyes.
At this time, a hand gently grabbed her white coat. She lowered her head and met a pair of eyes that were too young. He was a little soldier, maybe only sixteen or seventeen years old. The wound on his chest was so big that even God could do nothing. His breathing was weak, but there was a shy smile on his face.
"Doctor..." He tried his best to take out a letter from home that was half soaked in blood, "I... My mother can't read... If you have the opportunity to return to your hometown, read it to her..."
There was no fear of death in the boy's eyes, only a clear, almost stubborn light.
"Tell her I don't regret it. He gasped and tried his best to raise the corners of his mouth, "This land, this mountain and river, must be guarded by someone." If we don't come... My family... Won't be able to live well. "
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