Feng Yi's answer surprised the nurse, she would have thought that the soldier would say that it was not okay and that she would continue to stay here, but the soldier said an ambiguous word.

In fact, what Feng Yi wanted to say more was that it was not good, but he really didn't know where to stay at night, to stay with a group of wounded soldiers, listening to their wails and screams, it was better to go back to the trenches, at least there were only the living and the dead, and the wounded would not stay for long.

"Purr ......"

Feng Yi drank the porridge greedily, he didn't dare to look at the nurse, a steamed bun swallowed into his stomach in two bites, and as for the little cherished pickles, he had already poured them all into the rice porridge.

"I am not a nurse of the 11th Division, before the outbreak of the war, I was in a foreigner hospital in Shanghai, which was run by the British, and I had a simple man and a clever child, and my life could go on."

Looking at the soldier who was bowing his head and drinking porridge, the nurse said to herself.

"Well, yes, how did you get here?" Feng Yi was busy with his mouth, and asked without raising his head,

"Because the devil is coming! Shanghai is my home, so many soldiers have been gone for so long, rushed here to defend Shanghai and fight devils; As a nurse, I also want to do my part, this is my duty as a nurse! ”

The middle-aged nurse stared at Feng Ye, who was busy picking up the bullet casing, and said seriously.

"When I first came here, the first batch of wounded people carried down from the front line, I and the little girls from Shanghai were very excited, feeling that they could finally contribute to the anti-Japanese war, but then they ......."

At this point, the nurse suddenly stopped and covered her face with her hands......

"What's wrong?" Feng Yi stopped peeling eggs by himself and looked up and asked.

Just all the time, he has been playing a qualified listener, after all, he has eaten and slept for nothing, and has paid nothing.

"More and more wounded soldiers are being carried over, and we are getting less and less sleep, because there is always a lot of work, and until now, all the doctors and nurses have only slept about six hours a day."

"In my words to cheer up all the little girls, the soldiers are working the front line, we are working hard in the rear, this is our duty, afraid of death, afraid of fatigue, we are no different from deserters on the battlefield, so we have been insisting, the fathers and villagers in Shanghai are also insisting, trying their best to support you, they have sent all the rice and flour that were pulled out of their teeth to the front line, just hope you can drive the devil out of Shanghai......"

Listening to the middle-aged nurse's words, Feng Ye felt that the egg in his hand was a little heavy, so heavy that he couldn't hold it.

The people in the rear are thinking about doing their duty, even preferring to starve to support the front, and themselves? But all you want to do is escape this war and survive the battlefield? He was now asking himself if he did his best every time he fought, and the answer was no.

"Here you go!"

Feng Yi put the half-peeled egg on the middle-aged nurse's hand, and then silently picked up the backpack, helmet, armed belt, etc., and let them return to their original position in the same way.

"Eat it!" The nurse handed it over again,

"No, thank you for the sick meal I received, I'm sweating, I feel better! I'm gone, and the brethren are still on the front line. ”

After Feng Ye finished speaking, he withdrew from the tent and bowed deeply to the nurse who did not know the name.

"Be careful!"

The nurse chased after him and shouted at Feng Ye's back.

"I will do my duty as a soldier, thank you!" Feng Yi's words drifted from the wind and disappeared into the night sky, and the middle-aged nurse also retreated to the tent......

As the location of the division headquarters of the 11th Division, Gu's house is where all the logistics are located, and the night is the best time for logistics, taking advantage of the night, they can transport the things that are urgently needed at the front line to the front line.

There is no moonlight in Shanghai at night, the sky is full of dark clouds, heavy oppression of the sky, containing too much energy, the convection of hot and cold air in the sky seems to be unable to bear its weight.

Walking out of the division headquarters, there was no shortage of companions on the muddy road, and the creaking wheelbarrow carried a lot of weight, gradually moving away in the footsteps of the people......

"Boom ......"

There was a flash of explosion in the sky, and the rumbling sound was like thunder, but everyone knew that it was not thunder, and the red flash was not lightning, it was the devil's heavy artillery roaring, and they didn't know that the unit was suffering from the devil's bombardment.

"Squeak, squeak......"

"Whew, Whew, Whew......"

It was not only the wheelbarrow that creaked, but also the burdens of the men and the logistics brothers, the wooden or bamboo burdens with heavy bamboo baskets on either side, the swaying burdens made a wail, and the heavy breathing of all the people on the road showed that they were already working hard.

"Everyone be careful and keep up with the team!"

Some people are organizing the flow of people, although it is much safer to transport supplies at night, but they do not dare to light torches, for fear of becoming the target of the devil's artillery, the torches in the dark are too obvious, no one knows whether they will be seen by the devils.

Feng Yi's head was still a little confused, and mechanically followed the team forward, this was the team going to Tanjiaqiao, and he himself had already walked twice, and along this avenue, he would not lose his direction.

"Let's Jean! Let's Jean! ”

Hurried shouts were heard from the front of the crowd, and a squad of ragged soldiers, carrying improvised stretchers, ran down the avenue, on which lay wailing soldiers.

The team consciously moved to both sides, allowing the team transporting the wounded to pass first.

"Blood!"

The team that quickly passed through Feng Ng's side brought a strong smell of blood, and Feng Que smelled the smell of blood.

"Huh?"

Feng Yi frowned, habitually touched his back, took out the kettle and wanted to drink water, but the kettle was empty, he had just walked from the camp in too much hurry, and did not fill it with water.

"Water?"

During the journey, there was a gurgling sound of running water on the side of the road, Hu Yi ran out along the sound of the water, and saw the white line in the night.

Approaching, the sound of water came from a stream at night, and he didn't care whether it was clear water or muddy water, so he took off the kettle and soaked it in the stream, and then took off the steel helmet and washed his face with the cold stream water.

"Hoo ......"

"Soldier's responsibility!"

Standing by the stream and taking a deep breath, Feng Yi looked up at the sky, recalled these five words, his steps became firm, he shuttled from the field in great strides, and walked resolutely towards the position of Tanjiaqiao, he didn't plan to follow the queue of the people to grind time!