After relying on the motherland, my supermarket has become more and more prosperous.

Jiang Wanwan closed her eyes and entered a state of cultivation at around one o'clock in the morning.

According to common sense, this practice would take eight hours, and he would not wake up until nearly nine in the morning.

But it is definitely a bit late to open for business at this time.

What's more, people in this period seem to be accustomed to getting up early to do things.

So, Jiang Wanwan set an alarm for herself at seven o'clock on her mobile phone.

More than six hours of practice naturally could not allow her body and mind, which had been busy for 24 hours, to get sufficient rest.

But given the current special circumstances, we can only try to shorten our rest time as much as possible.

The key point is that Jiang Wanwan's behavior was completely voluntary and positive.

Jiang Wanwan learned that this might be her last day in the trial world.

I made up my mind to help as many people as possible so that I would have no regrets.

Isn’t it just working for more than ten hours without getting enough rest?

She could totally do it. At worst, she could sleep with him for another ten or twenty hours after returning to Earth.

However, many times, plans cannot keep up with changes.

Jiang Wanwan, who was immersed in cultivation, was awakened by several loud rumbling noises before her cell phone alarm could wake her up.

After interrupting her practice and opening her eyes, Jiang Wanwan's first reaction was, where did the fireworks come from that were so loud?

Then he realized that in this time of war, there would be no fireworks.

So, what was that just now... was it... gunfire, or was it cannon fire?

After realizing this, Jiang Wanwan could no longer sit still and quickly stood up to put on her shoes.

While walking out in a hurry, he took the time to check the time. It was 6:44 in the morning!

During this period, the rumbling sound outside did not stop and still sounded from time to time.

Jiang Wanwan couldn't help but feel a little surprised. With such a big commotion, could she have traveled directly to the front battlefield?

I hurriedly pushed open the supermarket door. The sky outside was still dimly lit, which was enough to see the surrounding environment clearly.

At first glance, the first thing that catches your eye is the houses built of yellow adobe bricks, some far and some near. Some of the beams have collapsed, and the walls are broken, which shows that they have not been lived in for a long time.

The loess road surface that was not very clear last night is now clearly visible in front of us, bumpy and uneven.

This doesn't look like a front-line battlefield, but rather like a deserted village that has been bombarded and no one lives there.

As Jiang Wanwan was looking around, the gunfire outside became clearer as the door opened.

When she looked up in search of the sound, she discovered that it came from a high mountain in the distance, and she could faintly see some flames.

So, the high mountains in the distance are the real front-line battlefield?

In 1944, the battlefield was high in the mountains...

Jiang Wanwan's thoughts raced, trying to deduce useful information from these two pieces of information.

Somehow, she had a vague bad feeling in her heart, but it was as if there was a layer of gauze between them. The more anxious she was, the more she couldn't think of the key point.

Just when the continuous gunfire and chaotic thoughts were about to make Jiang Wanwan's brain explode.

She suddenly noticed out of the corner of her eye that there seemed to be a shadow swaying beside her.

Jiang Wanwan turned her head and immediately saw a head hiding behind a tree, sticking out to look over here.

anyone?

This is a good thing. Judging from his posture, he should not be Japanese.

Seeing the other party's evasive posture, Jiang Wanwan was afraid of scaring the other party away, so she considered her words and then spoke softly.

"Hello, fellow countryman! My name is Jiang Wanwan, I'm Chinese, and I mean no harm."

Maybe it was because Jiang Wanwan had a gentle attitude, or maybe it was because she was a girl and her Chinese was pretty standard?

In short, the figure behind the tree paused for a moment, then moved slowly and revealed his figure.

Some of his messy hair was tied behind his head. His face was so thin that it was hard to tell whether he was beautiful or ugly. He was wearing a gray dress with patches on his trouser legs and a pair of straw sandals on his feet.

The look in his eyes was tense, as if he was ready to run away at the slightest sign of trouble.

For a moment, Jiang Wanwan didn't dare to make any unnecessary moves and just asked the questions that concerned her most.

"Sister-in-law, can you please tell me where we are? What province? And what mountain is that?"

The sister-in-law didn't quite understand what the province was and had no way to answer, but she naturally knew the mountain that the other party was pointing to as she had lived here since childhood.

Then he spoke, whispering dryly, "Songshan!"

The answer to the question was not comprehensive and the voice was not loud, but it was enough for Jiang Wanwan to hear clearly, and her face turned ugly.

1944, Songshan!

This time and place were enough for Jiang Wanwan to uncover the veil and associate it with key information.

This reminds me of the most brutal battle in Chinese history.

To what extent must a country be in such a desperate situation that it would send a group of children with an average age of only 12 to the battlefield?

The oldest is only 15 years old and the youngest is only 9 years old!

7000 child soldiers rushed into the battlefield with guns taller than themselves. How tragic and heroic is this for a country and a nation?

And this scene happened in the Battle of Songshan in 1944!

The towering Songshan Mountain and the surging Nujiang River once recorded a tragic page in which the country was almost on the verge of life and death.

"Songshan? Is it the Songshan in Yunnan Province? Are there Japanese invaders and expeditionary forces on that mountain? What month and day is it now in the 33rd year of the Republic of China?" Jiang Wanwan asked a series of questions anxiously.

She was eager to confirm her guess and wanted to know all the current information.

The sister-in-law was stunned by Jiang Wanwan's attitude, but since the other party called them Japanese invaders, she was willing to answer these questions.

"We are in Yunnan, and it is August 8th. On Song Mountain, the Nationalist Army is fighting the Japanese invaders!"

Songshan, Yunnan, August 1944, 8.

Sure enough, the landing location of the supermarket this time was at the foot of Songshan during the Battle of Songshan.

Jiang Wanwan looked dazed, staring at the artillery fire on the distant mountain, thinking about the information related to this battle in her mind.