Under One Person: One Person Goes

Chapter 387 Family Letter
In the Luodian battlefield, in order to allow Guo Rugui who was guarding the Luodian battlefield to have more fresh troops, Wang Yi did not hesitate to pull back more than 1,500 wounded soldiers from their beds at the cost of his great cultivation and self-injury, so that Guo would not be stretched to the limit.

In exchange, Wang Yi's current state was extremely depressed even after eating a large amount of food and swallowing up the essence of the sun and the moon, and the Qi of heaven and earth.

It only ensures that you have the strength to fight, but if you want to come up with any killer moves, the burden will be much greater.

During the period when the Japanese temporarily stopped and did not launch a large-scale attack on Luodian, Wang Yi was also trying his best to recuperate.

Just like now, Wang Yi sat cross-legged on a slope, directly entering the triple state of the reverse life, operating the magnetic field martial arts, and absorbing the surrounding heaven and earth Qi into his body on a large scale.

Using itself as a furnace, it purifies the mottled Qi of heaven and earth and then feeds it back into itself.

Activating Reverse Rebirth is nothing more than maximizing the self-healing effect under Triple Reverse Rebirth, which can repair to the greatest extent the damage caused by absorbing and purifying so much mottled Qi of heaven and earth on such a large scale.

At the same time, the Qi of heaven and earth that has transformed into Wang Yi's own true Qi can also be provided to the operation of the triple reverse life at the first time.

As the three small cycles were completed, Wang Yi also came out of the reverse life state.

My mental state is much better than last time, but it's still not enough.

But after finishing his practice, Wang Yi had a puzzled look on his face. He looked at the position of his middle dan and lower dan, feeling confused.

'I have reached the third level for five years. I have been practicing all these years and have been thinking about how to continue after the third level. The way forward is still unclear. I have developed many methods of the third level. Is it my illusion? I have used the third level to heal my injuries many times, but I actually found that my third level has defects? I am not burdened by the hidden injuries of Zuo Menchang in his old years, and I have never been defeated by others. Why do I still feel sluggish in my third level?

Could it be that this three-fold inverse life technique was flawed from the beginning? But why didn't I go astray? This sluggish feeling didn't occur when the three-fold technique was in operation, but after the power was dispersed? Is it related to my three elixirs? How strange..."

As soon as all distracting thoughts came to his mind, Wang Yi wanted to practice the third level of reverse rebirth again, and feel the reason for the sluggish feeling in the upper, middle and lower dantians of the human body after the power was dispersed.

But at this moment, the alarm bells on the Luodian battlefield rang.

"The gun went off! Go into the hole!"

The shrill voice of the messenger sounded. The bunkers had been dug in the days when the Japanese army temporarily ceased fire. The national army in the trenches did not hesitate and immediately got into the bunkers to be bombed.

The sound of the plane's propeller was approaching rapidly from far away.

After experiencing Wang Yi's strange control method before, the Japanese flying brigade, which had reorganized its formation, learned their lesson this time and did not lower their altitude at all, maintaining a height range of three to five thousand meters that Wang Yi could not currently reach.

As for the Luodian battlefield below, which had already been turned into ruins by the Japanese army's sea and air advantage in several previous offensive battles, they did not even look to see where the Nationalist troops were hiding or to determine their approximate location. Instead, they simply opened the belly of the plane and dropped all the bombs on board.

Although it could not be called saturation bombing, it was enough to make the Kuomintang defenders guarding the Luodian battlefield dare not raise their heads.

Wang raised his hand and pushed aside several missiles that had landed in his area, opening up the force field to avoid being hurt by the detonating stones produced by the explosion.

He stood there, looking at the Luodian battlefield which had just been bombed. To be honest, the power was there, but the damage was not great.

It’s not like before when Haitian’s advantages were used together, that time they would blow you out even if you were hiding underground.

But it was just one round of air strikes, at an unstable altitude, using rough visual estimation and random air strikes, and the range of casualties that could be caused was extremely small.

After a round of bombing, the Luodian battlefield was filled with smoke and as quiet as a ghost town.

The Kuomintang defenders, who had already suffered losses in this regard, did not stick their heads out and continued to hide in the bunkers.

Half an hour later, a new round of air strikes arrived.

It is still the size of a flying brigade, and the flying altitude is still beyond Wang Yi's reach.

They are not pursuing the greatest damage, it seems that their mission is to come here to show off their power and bully you for not having air superiority.

Faced with the opponent's rogue style of play, Wang Yi was helpless. He dodged and came to the bunker of Lao Guo's command headquarters.

At this time, Lao Guo was reporting the situation on his side to his superiors over the phone, but when Wang Yi came in, he also heard Lao Guo's slightly panicked voice.

"What? The Japanese are out in full force? Baoshan is under siege? The Lion Grove Fort is lost? Wusongkou is in danger? We have no reinforcements?"

One piece of bad news after another came from the other end of the phone and was relayed by Lao Guo. For a moment, the faces of the soldiers in the entire command center who heard the bad news turned pale.

Lao Guo still wanted to negotiate with his boss a little more, but the air raid cut off the telephone lines, completely ending Lao Guo's hope.

He also slammed the phone on the table and looked at Wang Yi who was also avoiding the air raid.

"Boss Wang, now not only do you have no cards to play, I have no cards to play either. You are right, the Japanese have few banks, but they are united and have put out so many fires. I guess they have figured it out. This wave of raising the stakes is a crisis for the whole line."

Old Guo laughed bitterly. Wang Yi looked at the battlefield map hanging in the command post. Marked on it were several firing points where the Japanese army landed on a large scale, centered on the Luodian battlefield.

With the help of the signalman's markings, Wang Yi also understood it.

This time, the Japanese army was approaching, and the bombing of the Luodian battlefield was just a smokescreen, with the purpose of locking themselves firmly in the Luodian battlefield.

This would allow the Japanese to concentrate their firepower, take down several landing points, connect them together, and form a huge encirclement of the Luodian battlefield.

Right now the whole front is in crisis, reinforcements need to be mobilized everywhere, and the city is not peaceful either. In comparison, the Luodian battlefield, which is relatively close to the hinterland, is not so important. It is the last dish in this siege and will be enjoyed last.

The situation was so obvious that even Wang Yi, who could not fight, could see that the best way now was to abandon the position, rely on the depth to retreat to the rear, gradually leave the shooting range of the Japanese warships, and continue the stalemate.

But the current situation is that the front wants to retreat, but cannot, and the rear wants to rescue, but doesn’t know where to start.

"Boss Wang, it's time for you to go."

At this critical moment, Lao Guo, who already understood what was going on, suddenly spoke, causing Wang to look to the side.

"Leave? I was born without a home, China is my home. Now that my country has fallen, where can I go?"

"It doesn't matter where we go. We've lost the areas outside the Great Wall, North China, and East China, but we still have Central China, South China, Southwest China, and Northwest China. You, Wang Yi, are just a flag. There will always be a place that needs your flag. You are a living god who can defeat thousands of troops. As long as you show up on the next battlefield, there will still be a fight to be fought, and your circle will have a chance to join the game.

And you have done enough. Without you, my brothers and sisters would not have the chance to continue fighting the Japanese. Now we have lived for so many more days, which is a good thing."

"What about you? Do you still want to continue guarding here?"

"We are soldiers. Soldiers' duty is to obey orders and defend our country. The order we received is to capture Luodian and hold it here. Since there is no order for us to retreat, we will hold it here. Holding it for a day is holding it, and holding it for a minute is also holding it. You are not a soldier, so you don't need to take on the same mission as us. Wang Yi, let's go."

"Yes, Immortal Wang, please go." "Go, Immortal Wang, we really don't blame you."

In the command post, the soldiers around Lao Guo did not question their superior's decision, as they are all kind-hearted.

They saw everything Wang Yi did these days, and they also understood that if Wang Yi stayed here, their chances of survival would be greater, but it was of no avail.

But Wang Yi was different, because he knew that Lao Guo would most likely not die here, but some things were unpredictable. He wanted to stay here and try his best to ensure that Lao Guo could retreat alive in the end, but how could he explain this to Lao Guo?

So he could only nod, look at the faces in front of him, and speak.

"Since you insist on me leaving, there is no rush. The Japanese can only bomb with planes now and cannot come for the time being. Let me, the living, do something for you dead. Brigade Commander Guo, please notify your brothers and sisters."

"What does Boss Wang want to do?"

"Nothing special. I just want to write a letter to Brigade Commander Guo and his brothers and sisters. I have to let your family and the village know what you have done."

Hearing this, Lao Guo also smiled.

"it is good!"

Soon, Lao Guo asked the signalmen to pass on the news that the entire line was in crisis and that Luodian must be defended to the death through the tunnel trench to the ears of others.

After all, the civil engineering department is one of the five main forces of the central government, and their morale did not fall apart after hearing the news of holding on here.

On the contrary, they were overjoyed when they heard that Wang Yi wanted to write a letter home for each of them. Soon, the squad leaders wrote down what each soldier wanted to say to his family, and then passed them on to the command post one by one.

There was no other way. In the Republic of China where the illiteracy rate was extremely high, even a company commander might not be able to recognize so many characters. If you asked a company commander to convey the message, not only would he not be able to remember it, but it would also be a headache if he conveyed the wrong meaning.

So, in the current Luodian battlefield.

Japanese planes in the sky dropped bombs from time to time, trying to raze the entire Luodian battlefield to the ground.

Inside the bunker, Wang Yi held a pen and wrote down what every Kuomintang soldier who was about to die here wanted to say to his family and his hometown.
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"What's your name, brother?"

"Wild dog."

Wang Yi paused as he wrote, and a Nationalist soldier who was familiar with him spoke first.

"Wang Shenxian, please don't mind me. He and I are from the same village. He is not from our village. He has no parents and was brought to our place by a stray dog. The village chief took him in out of pity, and everyone called him Wild Dog. I'm not saying Wild Dog, who are you planning to write this to? Oh, you want to write it to that girl Shanniu."

"What does my writing to Shanniu have to do with you?"

"No, I was wondering why you were so active in the conscription. It seems you wanted to make a name for yourself so you can marry a good girl. But you have no chance now.

Maybe Shanniu has already married into a good family. There are a lot of people in the village who are obsessed with Shanniu."

"Your ancestors! I'm the only one who can write, and you're not going to let me speak!"

"Okay, okay, go ahead and tell me what you want to say."

The jokes stopped here, and Ye Gouzi looked at Wang Yi, who was looking at him calmly and ready to start writing at any time.

The words that had been brewing in my heart for a long time were stuck on the tip of my tongue, and you replaced them with another statement.

"Shanniu, I'm Ye Gouzi. I can't go back this time. You have to find a man who can read and marry him. Have lots of children. When you have time, take them to the dock outside our village and tell them that there is an uncle named Ye Gouzi who fought against the Japanese devils both above ground and underground. Please help me brag about him. You have to live and live well!"

Wang Yi wrote it down word for word without missing a single word, and repeated it in front of Ye Gouzi.

And behind the wild dog was the fellow villager who had just joked with him.

When it was his turn, the playful and sarcastic expression he had just had on his face when he was arguing with the wild dog disappeared, and he became embarrassed and uneasy.

Perhaps the reason why he acted so inappropriately just now was just to hide the fear in his heart.

"Dad, Mom, I'm Niu Dan. Wild Dog and I can't go back this time. Don't think about me."

The words were brief, but Niu Dan suddenly took off his trousers and took out fifteen silver dollars from the lining of his crotch.

Place it respectfully in front of Wang Yi.

“Wang Shenxian, this is the military pay I have saved over the years. The commander has nothing to say about us, but I dare not send it back home, for fear that I will not be able to deliver it to my parents.

You are a god, five of these are my incense money to honor you, and the rest, please have mercy on me, God Wang, and give them to my parents."

Niu Dan had a flattering look on his face, fearing that Wang Yi would not agree, so he pushed five silver dollars in front of Wang Yi, his action was so humble.

Wang Yi looked at the man in front of him and gave only one answer.

"it is good!"

With Niu Dan's lead, the other National Army soldiers gathered here did the same and took out the silver dollars hidden in their underwear.

They consciously transferred one third, or half of the money to Wang Yi, and the rest was also stated in the letter home.

Wang Yi couldn't tell them that he would not take a penny and would still send the letters to their hometowns. Otherwise, they would not believe that Wang Yi could do it.

These people are still lucky. At least they have a hometown to send letters to. No matter whether they have family members in their hometown or not, at least there are people who will remember where they went and what they did.

But there are more people who have no father or mother, with no place to come from and no way to return.

They don't know who to write to or what to say.

The Japanese planes in the sky bombed the ground continuously in a cycle of half an hour.

Inside the bunker of the command post, the letters written by Wang Yida to his family piled up more and more, slowly reaching the level of the table.

The handwriting in the letters home also gradually changed from neat to sloppy.

(End of this chapter)