He and Wang Xiaoling have a tortuous and complicated emotional entanglement, although Wang Xiaoling has taken the initiative many times, but she has been cleverly rejected because of her relationship with Chen Ping. A blank piece of paper is painted, and no matter how good the eraser is, it can't remove the traces of alteration.

Ruthless may not be a true hero, he is also a man, and he also has subtle and delicate emotional cells. Love is a strange thing, it can't be explained, the reason is still messy, only then did he frown, but in his heart, Han Xing said softly to Wang Xiaoling: "Doctor Wang, there are some things, I'm really sorry for you." ”

"What do you do with those things, the past is over, if you come a little later today, maybe I would have gone to that world a long time ago." Wang Xiaoling said coldly, "You are a commander, I am just a small soldier, we are too far apart." Although revolutionary soldiers should not have the view of a gateway for a long time, the thing of rank is deeply ingrained, and it still separates us deeply from two worlds. ”

"If that's what you think, we really don't have anything to talk about." Han Xing was a little angry.

Maybe Wang Xiaoling didn't want to make Han Xing angry, so she improved her tone and said, "Commander Han, if you are really willing to comfort me, just talk about what happened to us before!" I'm willing to listen to ......"

She even rubbed her shaggy, unkempt hair on Han Xing's body. Hanhang did not refuse.

A woman who has been greatly stimulated and frightened needs comfort, a man's wide and warm chest is where she can be comforted the most, Han Xing has only these left, how can he refuse this woman who has had many stories with him......

In this long road of life, in essence, everyone is moving forward alone. It's just that at each different stage, at different intersections, you will meet different people and walk with you for a while. After this period, you wave goodbye and welcome the next part of the journey, either alone or with a different travel companion, and complete the journey that belongs to you.

The night was late, the wind was blowing, and it was cold. There was not a single spark in the sky, and it was a dark blue, enveloping the world below. It was another hill-like corn grove, eerie, but not sound at all. Ahead was a sea of sorghum, but it was also a black haze, and only the sound of trees crashing against each other and the sound of sea water lapping against rocks could be heard.

The night brought by the autumn wind is a little cool. It seems to have come a little early, so people don't have time to prepare something, and the wisps of breeze are always so meticulous. It's late at night, maybe the people under the peace are asleep, and this long night belongs only to themselves, and no one else.

But this is war, how many people are crying, how many people are burying the bodies of their loved ones, how many people are cursing the war!

When there is no moon, time whipped the pain in the body, as clear as if a drowning man had grasped the straw...... All the pain is coming to you like a tidal wave, and there is no escape......

The autumn moon slowly loomed again.

The moonlit night had just darkened, and the thick fog was diffused and spreading, creating a calm and peaceful night, and the white mist was dyed golden under the light of the soft moonlight. Under the moonlight, the leaves "flutter", as if playing a graceful and poignant, deep and beautiful music, the beating notes seem to jump out of the hazy moonlight, which is intoxicating.

In the depths of the night, the countryside is hazy, the village is longing, the water and light are dissolved, and the fireflies are dotted, which is a picture under the moon! The beating melody interprets the joys and sorrows of life. Life is short, and war shortens the course of life.

The moon is in the sky, bright and gentle, the soft moonlight sets off a temporary calm and peace in the night, the light of the moon falls on the trees, falling mottled black shadows, sporadic like broken strips hanging on the trees.

Everything in the world is the creation of God, and they are all harmonious, but the moon is different, the moon has its own character, there are clouds and sunny days, and the charm of the moon is reflected here. Why should the moon compete for glory? Her purpose is to make the night no longer terrible, and to send people a piece of warmth and light!

Isn't that true of human beings? When the devils entered China, they created great chaos, massacres, and destruction in China. With devils, there are also their nemesis, and some people are not like the moon who are silently dedicated to others? Although it is just that everyone does some insignificant little things, they will feel a trace of warmth with each other, and small and small accumulate into great love, which is the connotation of the month.

The night was silent for a while. The moon quietly casts its afterglow, trying its best to drive away the darkness and bring light, warmth and love to people!

There was fire again, clamor and confusion, and the enemy situation came again. Han Xing waved his hand, and the martial arts team members entered the state of imminent battle again.

Under the bonfire, there were more than a dozen devils, who were eating, drinking, and shouting under the firelight. On the wooden shelf of the bonfire, a whole sheep was burning, and a devil kept flipping, and the sheep made a sizzling sound, and the grease dripping into the fire.

Right next to the devil, a devil with a bayonet on his stomach, lying on his stomach a dozen children huddled in a ball. The eldest was seven or eight years old, the youngest was two or three years old, there were boys and girls, they hugged each other tightly, and they sobbed together.

A lamb was barbecuing, and a group of children were crying, and Han Xing associated them together.

Otherwise, the hateful is the traitor, and with the traitor, these children are hung with killing. A traitor said flatteringly to Xiao Jia, the leader of the devil squad who ate and drank: "Taijun, Taijun, these two are the children of the village chief, these three are the children of the self-defense captain, and these are the children of the self-defense team." ”

Xiao Jia, the leader of the devil squad, said: "Yo Xi! Yo West! What do you mean by telling us to arrest these children? ”

"Taijun, think about it," the traitor Tian said shamelessly, "some of their fathers were killed by you, and they are still alive in this world, if they grow up, they will take revenge." In order to eliminate hidden dangers in the future, is it necessary to cut the grass and eradicate the roots? Also, some of their fathers have run away, and his children are still in our hands, and we take them hostage, don't they dare to do anything wrong? ”

The devil Xiaojia finally understood the words of this traitor, and stretched out his thumb to praise him and said, "Yo Xi! Yo West! Thy great good people, great friends of the imperial army. Then, the task of cutting the grass and eradicating the roots is left to you. ”

This traitor originally wanted to tie up a devil, but he didn't expect to move a stone and hit his own foot, and the devil actually wanted to treat his body in the way of others, and asked him to do this black hand. The traitor was frightened, wiped the sweat on his head and said, "Taijun, Taijun, I'm afraid it's not appropriate to ask me to do it!" If only their adults knew that I killed me, they would have spared me! ”

"Yaga!" The devil Xiaojia pulled out his shiny bayonet and said to the traitor, "This is a test of your loyalty to the imperial army." As long as you kill the child, according to your Chinese words, you will be ruined and willingly do things for our Imperial Japanese Army. If you just talk about it, it is a bad conscience, and you will ask those Eighth Route Army to resent our Imperial Japanese Army, so that they will come to fight us desperately. ”

The traitor salivated and said, "I...... I...... They're just kids, I can't do it! ”

"Yaga!" Xiao Jia put a bayonet against his throat again and said, "You can't do it, okay, your death date is coming today, let your family collect the body!" ”

As he spoke, a bayonet was about to stab at this traitor.

Frightened, this traitor said again and again: "Taijun! Taijun! I kill, I kill!! ”

This traitor was ruthless, took out the Wang Ba box, and grabbed one of the biggest children. The child, who was seven or eight years old, said to him viciously: "Little Da, your father is dead, and the imperial army is dead, and your mother is also dead, and she is killed by stray bullets." There is no use for you to live in this world, if you don't die now, you will have to starve to death and die of disease in the future. It's better to die late than to die early, I'm good, so I tell you to find your father and mother as soon as possible! Will you die first, or will your brother die first? ”

The boss said, "Uncle, my father and mother are dead, and it has nothing to do with you." Uncle, what do you want, my brothers? Uncle, I'll call you uncle! Uncle, I didn't offend you. Uncle, are you embarrassed to kill me? ”

The traitor said vigorously, "I want you to go to your father and mother earlier." I want you brothers to go to heaven sooner rather than later. ”

"Uncle, I don't want to die. Uncle, my brother doesn't want to die either. ”

"But if you two don't die, the Imperial Army has to let me die. Now, I'm sorry for you and the brothers......" This traitor got on fire and pointed the Wang Ba box at the boss's head.

"Uncle, uncle...... I also sent a bundle of firewood to your house. Uncle, uncle, I also sent two eggs to your family......"

The traitor gritted his teeth and said, "It's in vain to say anything." I can't help it, if I don't kill your brothers, the imperial army will kill me. I hope that your brothers and sisters will not resent me when they go to hell. ”

He was ruthless, and he was about to pull the trigger.

He only heard a "snap", and his head blossomed.

Han Xing roared: "Come on! ”

The members of the martial arts team have long been indignant at Little Japan and the dog traitors who mutilated the children. This traitor also wants to kill the village chief's child, the little boss, see the fucking hell! It has long been shot by the martial arts team members. Hearing Han Xing's order, the martial arts team members immediately pounced on them like tigers descending from the mountain, and followed the little devil for a while.

The sound of gunfire ............ "da-da", the clash of bayonets and bayonets, and the roar of anger resounded.

The devil was caught off guard, and was immediately beaten, dead and dead.

Li Dazhong carried a machete, and went up to Xiao Jia, the leader of the little devil squad, and yelled at him: "What kind of ability is it to kill children, you have the ability to come to me!" Do you say that you just jumped out of the cracks in the stones, you have no father or mother, and you will have no children in the future. ”

He scolded and slashed, scolded a few words, and then looked at Xiaojia's devil, he had already been cut into several pieces.