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He fled the scene and found a village. He settled in an uninhabited house, but less than three days later, the enemy came to the village again, burning, killing, and looting, depicting a scene of utter devastation...

In a fit of rage, he grabbed a shovel, intending to take everyone down with him... Later, he went to many, many places and experienced one battle after another.

After breaking free from the quagmire time and time again, and on the day when the bright red national flag is raised again and the whole nation cheers, he looks back and hopes that history will be remembered, that people will remember the reasons for being beaten, and that only by remembering those who were beaten will they never be beaten again!

I hope that everything he went through will never happen again...

But suddenly, a boy ran up to him and said, "Old stubborn man, that's all in the past. Why remember it? The people of Sunset Kingdom are innocent. They should be forgiven now!"

He was furious. Where did this brat come from? What right did he have to forgive him and their bloodshed?!

What right does he have!

He doesn't want them to dwell on the past; he just hopes that everyone will not forget what was paid for today's peace, to remember the lessons learned, and then show some respect for the ancestors who sacrificed their lives and paved the way with their blood!

"Because your enemies are still thinking about how close they were to success! And you're still choosing to forget, forgive, and repeat the same mistakes?!"

He was terrified, so terrified!

He roared and slapped him hard, but a sharp pain shot through his face!

Xiao Wang suddenly woke up, touched the slap mark on his face, was stunned, tears streamed down his face, laughed and cried at the same time, and cried and laughed again.

He burst into tears and slapped himself twice, but the tightness in his chest, the suffocating emotion that made it hard for him to breathe, still wouldn't dissipate.

He immediately got out of bed, went to his computer, deleted his comments one by one, and started a new thread: 【My Years Participating in the War of Resistance Against Japan in My Dreams!】

Meanwhile, another Xiao Xin also appears in her dream as an "executioner." She only vaguely remembers that she has to make the girl in front of her confess something. She cannot control her words and actions, as if she is inside someone else's body, watching everything happen.

She heard herself coldly instructing her subordinates, "Since she refuses to confess, first pull out her fingernails, then insert steel needles one by one. The ten fingers are connected to the heart; I don't believe she can endure it!"

Xiao Xin was terrified when she finished speaking. She usually just talks big, but she wouldn't dare to kill a chicken or a fish. Now she was actually killing someone!

To insult and torture someone like this before even killing them...it's terrifying!

However, no matter how much she struggled, she couldn't express her true thoughts, nor could she stop it. She watched as her subordinates took out pliers and clamped them onto the girl's fingernails...

The next second, she became that girl... Her fingernails were suddenly and forcefully ripped off, torn and peeled away from her skin and flesh... The pain shot straight to the top of her head, and in an instant, her whole body trembled and she was covered in cold sweat.

However, the torture was not over yet. Steel nails were driven into her fingers again, like nails being driven into a wall. The pain was indescribable, so intense that no matter how much she screamed, she could not see a ray of light... But she kept saying, "I don't know anything."

Xiao Xin sensed the girl's thoughts: the country's future is dark, but the only light cannot be destroyed. She is the lamp oil in the torch that illuminates the way forward. One day, the dawn of victory will spread across the entire land!

She had to endure it; only if she endured it could other Chinese people and their descendants no longer have to endure it...

Xiao Xin burst into tears, the pain excruciating. Suddenly, she woke up crying and looked around at the high bed, soft pillows, heated kang, and watermelon... She cried even harder.

She raised her hand and saw her fingers; the pain was still vivid in her mind… She was wrong, it hurt so much, how could she forgive herself, she couldn't forgive herself… Besides, no one else had admitted their mistake, so why should she…

She's just someone who's been blessed by her ancestors, what right does she have to deserve this!

……

Xiao Chen dreamt of his grandfather, who chased and beat him all night. One sentence kept echoing in his mind: "You little brat, Grandpa will never forgive you!"

The pain in his body seemed genuine. When he woke up again, it was already daylight. He immediately ran out of the room and grabbed his mother, who was about to go to work. "Mom, what did my grandfather do before?"

"Are you out of your mind? Your dad always talks about martyrs, martyrs, people who died on the battlefield and no one knows where they're buried. Sigh, so many of them never came back... Why are you suddenly asking this..."

"If it weren't for your grandma raising your dad with such hardship, there would be no you. People had a tough time back then."

Xiao Chen fell silent, then looked at his father who had just woken up. "Dad, is my grandpa not as tall as me, even though I'm only 1.7 meters tall?"

“Of course, your grandfather was only 17 years old when he left home, just three months after his marriage. He was always hungry and couldn’t grow tall…” Xiao Chen’s father replied, sighing. “But how do you know that?”

He only found out from his mother's description.

"You might not believe it, but I said something wrong yesterday, and Grandpa chased me around in my dream and beat me all night."

……

This morning, a new trending topic appeared: [Multiple people dreaming of martyrs: quantum entanglement or coincidence?]

[Really? So many people? Everyone, tell me what dreams you had? It sounds so far-fetched, I don't believe it!]

Seriously, the troll I argued with all day yesterday apologized to me, crying his eyes out. He's like he's been transformed overnight.

That means they can actually see the current state of China, right...? That's great, let them see more!

……

After reading about the latest online news, Gu Xixi was the first to board the helicopter.

Today was a group trip, so she went along too. Chu Feng, Old Yang and she were in one helicopter, Little Old Yang and Little Sister Yang were in one helicopter each, and the other teams had a total of five helicopters.

The large group set off in a grand procession. The view changed rapidly, and they were now in the air. Following the coordinates of other groups, they flew for about an hour before spotting a large number of disaster victims below.

Densely packed, with no end in sight, this was the largest number of disaster victims encountered during this mission.

Gu Xixi felt a warmth in her heart. These were all people on her "survival list." She picked up the walkie-talkie and said, "Start calling out, drop food from a distance with wide intervals, and land to rescue people after they have calmed down."

"Roger that!" the other helicopters replied in unison.

Soon, the helicopter carrying Sister Yang circled low and dropped a loudspeaker. Her gentle and calm voice then came through the loudspeaker.

"This is the China Disaster Relief and Resettlement Team. Please remain where you are. We will soon be distributing food and water. There is enough food and water. Please wait in groups of 50..."