Traveling through 1937, I came to fight against the Kwantung Army

After a few drinks, Guo Congmin's cheeks flushed and his eyes became blurry. He burped, stood up unsteadily, and prepared to go to bed for a good sleep.

Seeing this, Wang Lei tactfully said goodbye and left!

Just then, a soft and rapid knock on the door broke the silence in the room.

Guo Congmin walked towards the door in his slippers, full of suspicion, and slowly opened it.

Outside the door stood a Japanese woman. She was thin and petite, wearing a washed-out dark blue kimono. Her hair was neatly combed back with a simple headband. Time had carved deep wrinkles on her face, and her eyes revealed a sense of humility and cowardice.

Behind her, a little girl, about ten years old, lurked timidly. She wore a pale pink kimono with a few simple cherry blossoms embroidered around the collar. Her cheeks were as red as a ripe apple, her long eyelashes trembling constantly, her large eyes filled with fear and shyness, and her hands nervously tugged at the hem of her clothes.

The woman lowered her head slightly, bowed deeply, and said in a country dialect with a heavy accent: "Director, I am Nakata Midori. I give you my daughter Reiko to warm your bed." The voice was as thin as a mosquito, with a hint of pleading.

Guo Congmin widened his eyes and stood at the door for a moment, his mind blank.

The light shone on Lingzi's body, outlining her slender outline that had not yet fully developed. Her trembling appearance made Guo Congmin a little distracted.

Seeing that Guo Congmin did not respond, Meidai bent her body even more, almost touching the ground, and explained anxiously with a crying voice,

"Master, there are only two women left in our family, Lingzi and I. All the men in the family died in the war. As a woman, how could I have the energy to build a new house?

The temperature at night is very low, as cold as an ice cellar. I am afraid that Lingzi is too young to withstand the cold night. What if she gets sick from the cold? I think the best way is to give her to you. It's warm here, and she will stay with you, so she won't get frozen. Please take her in. "At the end, Midori's voice choked with sobs and her shoulders trembled slightly.

As Lingzi listened to her mother's words, tears welled up in her eyes, but she didn't dare to sob. She just bit her lips tightly and her body trembled even more violently.

Guo Congmin smiled faintly, pulled Lingzi over and said,

"Don't worry, she's here with me, she'll definitely be warm!"

The faint light of early morning, like a layer of pale gauze, draped feebly over the dilapidated area of the residential settlement.

Yumiko Watanabe woke up shivering on the thin straw mat in the shack. Her bones felt like they were falling apart and every joint was aching.

The shack that was hastily built last night was too simple and drafty. The cold wind cut through the shack like a sharp blade. The north-south transparent structure allowed the cold to invade them unhindered.

Yumiko rubbed her sleepy eyes, still half-dazed, still thinking she was in a nightmare. As usual, she reached towards her side, hoping to find some comfort in the warmth of her mother's body. Instead, she felt nothing but coldness and stiffness. Her hand froze instantly, a chill spreading from her fingertips throughout her body. She whipped her head around and looked at her mother, Shizuko Fujita.

Her mother lay there quietly, her face pale as paper, her lips bloodless and cracked like the earth after a long drought. A few strands of messy white hair trembled in the cold wind, making her look so helpless. Yumiko's heartbeat suddenly accelerated. She hurried to her mother, reached out a trembling hand, and gently placed it on her forehead. The temperature was so cold that her heart instantly sank into an abyss.

The scenes of last night replayed in her mind like a nightmare. Inoue Heibei's ferocious expression, the club raised high, pounding down hard on her mother. Her mother's screams of pain still echoed in her ears. Then, she developed a high fever and groaned in agony in the shack, her body alternately burning like a coal, then shivering with cold. Yumiko could only hold her mother tightly, using her frail body to keep her warm, tears streaming down her face as she helplessly prayed for her mother to get better.

But now, her mother would never wake up again. Yumiko's tears welled up in her eyes, her body trembling uncontrollably, her hands tightly grasping her mother's clothes, as if this could keep her mother here.

She opened her mouth, but no sound came out, as if her throat was blocked by something. In the silent shack, only her suppressed sobs mixed with the wailing of the cold wind.

English Channel!

When the first rays of dawn spread like a golden veil gently over the vast expanse of the English Channel,

The battleship "Jingpo Lake" was like a steel giant awakening from its sleep, slowly emerging from the shimmering sea mist.

The mottled rust on the ship's hull flickered dimly in the morning light, as if telling the vicissitudes of past battles.

On the battleship, soldiers in neatly-dressed uniforms were already on full alert. Their faces, illuminated by the morning sun, held a stern and resolute expression.

The massive 15-inch gun barrels, like beasts with gaping black maws, rose high, pointing directly at the hazy skyline of Dover Harbor. The order for a routine bombardment had been issued, and a tense atmosphere permeated the battleship, as if the air were ignited by the impending battle.

Following the commander's deep and powerful command, the soldiers skillfully operated the instruments, ready to press the launch button.

In the bridge room,

Captain Jiang Xiaofan habitually raised his telescope and observed Dover Harbor carefully.

Since the surrender of France, Haizhou State has concentrated its firepower to carry out 24-hour non-stop air strikes on Britain!

At present, six aircraft carrier battle groups, including the Mulan, have been deployed to the English Channel!

The main force of the British Air Force has been completely destroyed! The landing operation has entered the countdown state. Due to the influence of the "rat extermination plan!", preparations are still underway!

Suddenly, a strange white speck of ghostly light entered Jiang Xiaofan's field of vision. The once bustling Dover Harbor now looked like a white city under a spell.

Looking around, above the entire city, countless white flags were like a group of startled white doves, trembling and fluttering in the breeze.

Looking around, countless white flags were shining brightly under the sunlight, like countless sharp blades, piercing straight into everyone's heart.

Jiang Xiaofan widened his eyes and looked at the surrendered city in front of him in disbelief!

"Captain, there's a call from the forward command!"

"Read!"

"Ceasefire notice! The British government has issued a notice that the British government will relocate to New York, USA from now on, and the entire UK will become an undefended country!"

"A ceasefire already?!"

"Yes, Britain has completely surrendered!"