It's about to set off again, all the brothers are silently sorting out their equipment, eating dry food, the officers are reorganizing the team, even the Hanyang-made bullets on the backs of the wounded soldiers are full of bullets, the whole team is not panicked because of the danger is coming, all the way from Nanjing, those who can survive until now are the lucky ones, as for whether they can return to the rear, it all depends on their luck at this time.

"You come with me"

Wang Ying stood up, and she finally decided to confess.

"If there's anything, just say it here"

Feng Yi stood up, and he seemed to feel the evil smile of the brothers.

Wang Ying ignored it, but walked on her own, getting farther and farther away from the brothers

"Where have you gone far enough, they can't hear you," Feng Yi reminded anxiously.

Wang Ying still ignored it, and didn't stop until she walked to the mountain spring, Feng Yi watched her stop and let out a sigh of relief.

Wang Ying began to wash his face, then took out the mask, took out the potion from his pocket, and pasted it on his face after a meal

Feng Ye was just behind her quietly watching her toss, he didn't know what Wang Ying wanted to do

"Do you know this face?"

Wang Ying finally turned around, and a sallow cake face appeared in front of Feng Yi.

Feng Yi shook his head, a little surprised, and said that he was not impressed.

"What about this voice" Wang Ying's voice also changed, although there were no auxiliary props, but a few short sentences were still fine.

"It's a bit impressive."

Feng Yi frowned, as if he couldn't remember where he had heard this kind of voice, the key was that since the Songhu battlefield, there were all kinds of voices, Wang Ying is now a man's voice, the key is that the women on the battlefield have too many men's voices.

"We've seen it before, just this face, this voice, you think about it"

Wang Ying reminded Feng Ying.

"Say what you want to say directly, it's not far from the time to leave, it's better to have a good rest."

Feng Ye didn't bother to think about it, for the people of the military commander, it is normal to have the skills of being able to spend money and change their faces, this is their essential skill after all.

"The 16th Division, the Supervision Team, and the Political Training Office, do you have any impressions?" Wang Ying said.

"You"

Feng Yi's hands trembled, and he asked the woman in front of him in a skeptical tone, that experience was too painful for him, and if it wasn't for that experience, maybe he wouldn't have to stay in Nanjing.

"Hmm" Wang Ying nodded, looking at Feng Yi a little nervously.

"But I remember that there are no women," Feng Yi shook his head, skeptical.

"I am a telecommunications officer of the Political Training Office of the 16th Division, and I arrived in Nanjing after the defeat in the Battle of Songhu."

Wang Ying explained.

"I've seen you tortured"

Wang Ying began to tell the events of that night, and in the course of recounting, Feng Ye no longer doubted that this woman had indeed witnessed her purgatory-like encounter.

"I'm sorry"

After Wang Ying finished speaking, he looked at Feng Ye with hazy tears in his eyes, Feng Ye didn't feel pain again, but remembered Zhao Liang's big brother.

"What's the name of those two people?" asked Feng Ng.

Wang Ying knew who he was asking, but she couldn't say, after all, the family law of the military command was much harsher than the national law.

"I'm sorry, I can't say" Wang Ying shook her head, there was no expression on her sallow face.

"Yes, you have your discipline, besides, it's still your boss, I can understand."

Feng Yi smiled bitterly, he was confused just now, how could Wang Ying betray his boss in just a few words, this situation could not exist in him.

"You must hate me very much right now."

Wang Ying lowered his head and didn't dare to look at Feng Yi.

"No, I hate the military commanders, I hate them, for you, I have to say thank you, without your few telegrams, maybe a few of our brothers will be like Zhao Liang, become corpses in the torture room."

Feng Yi just knew that they could be rescued in the end, and in the end they relied on Wang Ying's telegram, otherwise they would be really mysterious.

"Won't you take revenge, come on, give your life back"

Wang Ying closed her eyes and seemed to accept her fate.

"I will take revenge, but not against you, but on those two people; At the ends of the earth, I will find them and avenge Brother Zhao. But not now, if the Japanese are gone, I'm still alive; I'd like to hope they don't die so soon."

Feng Hunger's voice was full of anger, although Zhao Liang's death had disappeared under the operation of the big man, but in his heart, he could never get over it.

"You can't fight them, give up"

Wang Ying turned around and roared loudly, in his eyes Feng and Feng Yi were moving their steps, and they were getting farther and farther away.

"I have this"

Feng Yi raised the sniper rifle in his hand, for a warrior, as long as he has a gun in his hand, then everything is possible.

Feng Yi, who came back with a black face, made all the brothers realize what was happening, and then Wang Ying, who had changed his face, appeared in front of them, and the brothers opened their mouths wide one by one, as if they had seen a ghost, and they couldn't figure out which one was real and which one was fake.

"Military commander spies, it's normal to change your appearance, what's so strange, get ready, it's time to go."

The big man Min glanced at Feng Ng, but Feng Que did not react, which proves that this woman is still the same woman as before.

"Could it be that she is ugly and makes the boss unhappy" Min Dazi speculated in his heart, he had no impression of Wang Ying's face at all.

"It's really ugly, just this respectful face, I'm afraid normal people can't do it." After judging in his heart, the big man Min shuddered.

"Gao Yurong, take your people to explore the way ahead. The rest, set off in five minutes"

Feng Yi shouted loudly, the sun has set, the sky is slowly darkening, from now on, they will completely lose the cover of the hills and be exposed to the wilderness, there will definitely be more and more devils in front, after all, this is almost close to the battle line.

The road is a path, one moment is grass, one moment is mud, one moment is sand, one moment is water; The bodies of the remnants of the soldiers skimmed over the branches, across the bushes, over the rocks, and under the brim of their dirty hats were tired faces, and although they had rested all day, it was impossible to completely relieve the fatigue of continuous marching and fighting.

Wang Ying is still by Feng Ng's side, sometimes behind Feng Ng, anyway, he said that everything in the future development can only be left to fate.

"Huhuhuhu"

In two hours, they walked eight kilometers, which was already the speed of a rapid march, and Feng Ye did not look back to check Wang Ying's condition all the way.

"Feng Yi, can you slow down?"

Wang Ying's voice sounded behind Feng Yi, it was still a silver bell-like voice, and at this time, she was tired and couldn't care about changing her voice.

"There is a distance of 60 kilometers tonight, and there may be fighting, whether these brothers can go back alive or not depends on tonight, more than 500 lives."

Feng Yi sighed, handed out his hand backwards, and signaled that Wang Ying could still drag him away.

"Thank you"

Wang Ying was not polite, and held Feng Yi's hand with both hands, so that she would not fall behind.