The role of fast wear blackened big BOSS

"Daughter-in-law, when the time comes, you have to sing me one more song, or I will be unhappy."

Xuan Zhenmian rubbed her face, feeling very nostalgic.

"Okay, it's up to you."

This war of resistance was really a difficult time.

If it is not difficult, how can we welcome the sweet taste.

Such a quiet time will not last long.

The artillery fire rang out in a short while.

"Regimental Commander, there is no bullet."

"I'm gone too."

"Me too……"

……

Food has been running out for a few days, and now ammunition is running out.

"Blow the horn!"

"Go on the bayonet!"

"kill!"

No redundant language.

In this environment, the sharp edge is white and dazzling.

In the era of hot weapons, cold weapons are the last battle.

Sometimes, no matter how powerful a person is, there are times when he is powerless.

He had obviously been hungry for several days, so he shouldn't have much energy.

At this moment, it is all supported by ideas.

Like a dying butterfly, it spreads its wings and bids farewell to the world with its last dance.

It also looks like fiery red maple leaves, fluttering and whirling in the air, adding another touch of color to this autumn.

There was a loud noise, and the fireworks rushed into the sky, blooming the last beauty.

There was a rumbling sound in the sky.

"Get down!"

Several shells fell.

Baitang leaped forward and pressed Xuan Zhenmian under him.

Without defensive equipment, the body is the best thing to block shells.

Xuan Zhenmian opened his eyes wide, and tears flowed down instantly.

"young married woman!"

Baitang wiped away his tears: "Don't cry, sleep on your pillow, the enemy is still alive, my internal organs are all broken, I can't live anymore."

Xuan Zhenmian didn't know how to react, it was a very severe pain.

"Remember the choice you asked about?"

"I will add one more sentence now."

"You and me, I choose you."

"I don't know what it will be like if you go down this road. If you don't go, you will definitely die. If you throw a stone to ask the way, someone must make the stone."

"Sleep, take care, see you next time."

About to be silly.

Knowing that he would be resurrected, he still blocked it.

Isn't this stupid?
When did the feelings become so deep?

She doesn't know either.

Just remember that with every side glance, he is by his side.

No matter what he said, the man nodded with a smile.

He said that he can't express his love, and only thinks about being good to the person he likes.

Whatever she wants, he does.

Do not separate, do not fall.

In less than ten years, almost all of this life has been spent in the flames of war.

Xuan Zhenmian hugged Baitang, and called softly.

"young married woman……"

Why choose me!

"young married woman……"

The sky has no color, and there is no sound in my ears.

I do not know how long it has been.

They were surrounded by a group of devils. These people pointed their guns at them, but they didn't shoot.

Xuan Zhenmian let go of her hand and got up tremblingly, her eyes were red and swollen.

Gently put Baitang aside, picked up Baitang's big knife, and held it tightly.

They fought, and the bayonet was driven into his body.

The big knife supported the body and did not fall down.

A man in dark clothes came over and stretched his feet.

But seeing this person who was supposed to be dead suddenly opened his eyes, his face was covered with blood and mud, he grinned, spit out a tooth, and evoked a fierce smile.

Not afraid of pain, he slashed at them with a knife.

"Shoot! Shoot!"

The bullets hit him, and I don't know how many there were.

But after a while, he opened his eyes again and chased after the group of people.

Repeatedly, until all the people in this small group died under his knife.

They have a red flag that was incomplete in the flames of war. The fire-like color complements the burnt black, which is very tragic.

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