My Life in the Anti-Japanese War

It was a difficult time, an era stained with the blood and tears of the Chinese nation. During that period of time, the land of China was dissatisfied with the bloody chaos, and the Chinese nation was in its most dangerous moment. In the Taihang Mountains in southeastern Shanxi, there is a group of Chinese who are unwilling to be slaves to the subjugation of their country and are still resisting unyieldingly. No guns or cannons, the enemy made them for us; no food or clothing, the enemies gave them to us. Facing a well-equipped enemy, they did not lower their heads in front of bayonets and cannons. Relying on the crude equipment in his hands, he fought unrelentingly with the enemy. They had no sophisticated weapons, no foreign aid, and even in times of famine, they didn't even have enough to eat. What they have is an unyielding spirit and the determination to fight the enemy to the end. They dug up railways, blew up bridges, killed Japanese invaders, eliminated traitors, fought bloody battles with the Japanese advance team in disguise, and constantly armed themselves with enemy weapons. Throw your head, shed your blood, and go from weak to strong step by step. In a person's life of more than a hundred years, he will swim three thousand miles into the water. They used their youth and blood to spend their most glorious lives in that era of war.