Fight for Land

"Control the city with war, and kill people to fill the city. Fight for land with war, and kill people to fill the fields." The war of resistance has reached an unprecedentedly intense moment. Murderous beasts roamed the fields. The rivers were filled with dead bodies. The story begins with a group of soldiers in ragged clothes. They are about to enter the smoke and dust of the battlefield, like a group of moths rushing to the fire. The thick fog gradually engulfs their backs, and they will never return. "We are guerrillas. It is our fate to be surrounded, run out of ammunition and reinforcements, and fall into a bitter battle." "From the snowy fields to the riverside, from the mountains to the plains, from night to day, from spring to winter, the bones of fallen comrades are everywhere."