Survival in the Class: I'm the Only Boy on the Bus

Dark brown blood was dripping from 10 desert camouflage troop carriers.

Blood splattered on the gray cement floor, staining the brown petals.

Brown petals followed behind each troop transport vehicle.

It was as if the people of White Dove City were following the troop transport home through the mist, and the brown petals were like their footsteps.

As the troop carrier approached the woman in the red dress at the entrance to the overpass, it gradually reduced its speed.

Ten troop carriers drove silently to the women in red dresses.

They went with 10 vehicles, and now they've returned with the same 10 vehicles.

However, the person who vowed to return safely is no longer here...

Tears had soaked the ground in front of the woman's feet.

The woman could no longer hold onto the gauze lantern in her hand.

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One by one, the gauze lanterns slowly slipped from their hands, fell to the ground, bounced once, and then the flames ignited the yellow gauze, burning away the "囍" (double happiness) characters on it.

In the instant that the character "囍" was consumed by flames.

*Puff puff puff—!*

The white doves around the woman in the red dress took flight, heading towards the overpass and the top of the city wall.

One of the white doves flew to the top of the city wall and landed next to a crowbar leaning against the wall.

It lightly pecked at the four characters on the crowbar, whether intentionally or unintentionally:

"Come back safely"

The elderly people standing at the city gate were moved to tears upon seeing this scene.

The children didn't understand, so they could only look up and ask their grandparents.

"Grandpa, where's my dad? I can't find him anywhere!"

"Grandma, are these the gifts Dad brought back?"

Armani, however, is different. She has witnessed countless deaths and the passing of her parents, so she understands what the white cloth on the troop carrier means.

Although she felt sorry for her, she was sensible and didn't cry or make a fuss. Instead, she held her grandmother's right hand tightly with her left hand and comforted her grandmother.

Her grandmother kept wiping away tears.

Armani tilted his head back, gently patted his grandmother's right hand, and said warmly:

"Grandma, Grandma, don't cry..."

"It's alright, Armani and your sister-in-law are still here..."

As she spoke, she opened her arms and hugged her grandmother.

Three soldiers got out of the driver's seat of each desert camouflage troop carrier.

They dared not meet the eyes of the women in red before them, but kept their heads down and placed the corpses wrapped in white cloth on the ground in front of the women in red.

The cloths covering the corpses could no longer be considered white; they were a chaotic mix of white, bright red, brown, and dark yellow.

The stench of blood and decay filled the air instantly, and even Jiang Chen and his companions, who were far away on the top of the city wall, could smell it clearly.

And this shroud was just enough to reveal the outlines of each corpse.

Many women in red can recognize their husbands or lovers just by looking at the protrusions on the shroud.

But the women in red still had a sliver of hope, because the military had not actually announced the deaths of their husbands and lovers.

An officer in a dark green military uniform stood in front of the women in red.

He was holding a paper roster in his hand, filled with the names of dead men from White Dove City, most of whom were from China.

Because when global disasters strike, most of the men in Longi are conscripted to the front lines, leaving only the elderly, women, and children.

The officer took a deep breath and slowly read out each name:

"Sun Fan!"

"Fang Yu!"

"Bachmann!"...

Each time the officer called out a name, a woman in red would untie the red sash from her waist.

The red dress slowly slipped off the woman's shoulders, revealing a plain white dress underneath.

And so, one by one, the bright red wedding gowns were transformed into plain white dresses.

Until the officer had read out all the names on the roster.

Standing before him were no longer women in red, but rather women in white, prepared to remain widows for life...

If you return, I will marry you.

If you do not return, I will never marry!

The women didn't cry out loud; they simply stood there, watching their beloved man, shrouded in a shroud, sacrifice his life for his country and his people...

But the silent tears at this moment are more heartbreaking than any agonizing wail.

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The rhythmic "fluttering" sounds echoed throughout the entire White Dove City.

The white doves seemed to have heard the bad news as well, and they all flew into the air, creating a scene of snow falling everywhere.

At the same time, the red ribbons disappeared, replaced by white ribbons swaying in the wind.

White doves fell like snowflakes.

And so, in the snow, the red silk ribbons of the entire city were replaced with white silk ribbons.

This White Dove City truly has no young men left...

Even the soldiers carrying the bodies couldn't help but wipe their eyes, because they knew that the front line was still in dire need of more people, and these women in white might also have to go to the battlefield.

Even though this officer had seen death many times before, when he saw the city filled with red silk being replaced by white silk, his wrinkled eyes welled up with tears, and he gripped the roster tightly.

After taking several deep breaths, he slowly spoke:

"The front lines still need more people..."

"We need more people! So can we not..."

Before the officer could finish speaking, the woman, who was also dressed in white mourning clothes, was the first to turn around and kneel down in front of the old people and children at the city gate!

Immediately afterwards, more and more women in white turned around and knelt down towards the city gate.

*Thump!*

*Knock knock!*

The sound of knees hitting the concrete floor echoed throughout the room!

Armani's sister-in-law led the way in kowtowing to the crowd at the city gate.

The other women in white all kowtowed heavily towards the city gate.

*Thump!*

*Knock knock!*

Kowtowing is a way of asking the elderly to take good care of their children, and it's also a final farewell to the elderly and children.

After kowtowing, the woman in white resolutely boarded the troop carrier. Their eyes were all fixed on the distance, and none of them dared to look back at the elderly and children behind them.

Among them were mothers of children and daughters of the elderly, but they all understood that this departure might be a final farewell.

If the men of White Dove City can die on the battlefield, why can't they?!

Yes, who says only men can defend their country? Women can also fight on the front lines!

Many of the white-haired officers originally thought they would need to do some ideological work with these women in white, but to their surprise, they were so resolute.

The officer finally couldn't hold back any longer, and tears streamed down his wrinkled face.