Pinduoduo connects the past and present; the wildest young commander and his entire army help me bar

As soon as he finished speaking, the pilot grinned maliciously and pressed the release button. A shell whistled through the air, its tail leaving a trail of flashes, and plummeted straight towards the medical team.

Lieutenant Zhang happened to witness this scene, his pupils dilated instantly, and his heart-wrenching scream pierced through the smoke-filled battlefield!

"Dr. Xing! Watch out—"

The explosion came amidst the flames of war, and in the thick smell of gunpowder, the bomb burst open like a blooming flower in everyone's eyes.

Meanwhile, the medical staff below were clearly victims, and screams filled the air!

The medical team was instantly thrown into chaos!

This scene made Qin Lizhi's eyes widen in horror, and countless red blood vessels instantly appeared in the whites of his eyes!

"Drone control team! Stand in formation! Adjust your formation and bring the enemy aircraft down immediately!"

"A generous reward awaits!"

Suddenly, Qin Lizhi's voice came through the loudspeaker.

The previously chaotic queue instantly became orderly.

Despite the fact that many of the medical team members had just lost their lives, the survivors risked their lives to drag the wounded colleagues out of the danger zone from the fighting.

Blood and tears mingled and trickled down their skin, soaking their clothes. Despite the life-and-death separation, no one even had time to grieve.

Because of a single oversight, they could face the same fate as their colleagues!

"Xiao Zhao, hang in there, I'll drag you to safety."

Xiao Zhao's leg had been destroyed in the explosion, and he was writhing in excruciating pain. He endured the agony and desperately tried to pry his colleague's hand away.

"Don't worry about me, Lao Wang, you should escape on your own! I'm useless now, I've lost my legs, even if I survive, there's no hope for me, I can't be a burden to you anymore!"

"Let me go!" Blood meandered across the ground like a river; Xiao Zhao had never seen so much blood in his life.

Logically, after breaking his leg, he should have felt excruciating pain all over his body and been rolling around on the ground in agony. However, the adrenaline that his body instantly secreted numbed the intense pain.

In that instant, he felt the blood flowing through his veins was scalding hot. He just wanted to do something as quickly as possible, but he couldn't let it drag down the people around him.

He's ruined, but others shouldn't be ruined because of him.

"Old Wang, run!"

Another bomb fell straight down. Xiao Zhao looked up and felt as if the bomb was coming with light in the darkness, like a gleaming guillotine about to crush him and sever his head!

A tremendous sense of impending death washed over him, and at that moment he even felt a sense of relief!

But everyone must die eventually, and I remember that the young marshal Qin Lizhi would often talk to them about this topic.

For soldiers, death is a constant threat.

but--

Everyone dies eventually; some deaths are as light as a feather, while others are as heavy as Mount Tai!

He didn't want to die under Japanese bombs without knowing why.

In his dying moments, for some unknown reason, a tremendous energy burst forth from his body, allowing him to lunge forward even with his crippled leg, knocking Old Wang more than three meters away.

The immense energy drove him from his tailbone, and even though the blood flowing from his amputated leg was like a river, he still endured the pain without letting up.

"Run—"

Almost at the same moment Xiao Zhao shouted this, it was as if the hand of fate gripped Xiao Zhao's body and cleaved him in two right in the middle!

In an instant, Xiao Zhao's face was completely disfigured, and his entire body turned to ashes and minced meat!

Blood and flesh turned into a paste that rained down on Xiao Wang, covering his face completely.

Xiao Wang's pupils remained dilated, and as soon as he realized what it was, tears instantly blurred his entire face.

He began to sob, his body thrown so far away and struck by the huge shockwave, his limbs aching all over.

But he ignored the pain and just stared wide-eyed, trying to smell the scent of Xiao Zhao wafting from the tip of his nose.

After a long pause, his throat bobbed rapidly a few times, and a tremendous grief surged from the depths of his body, causing him to let out an almost desperate howl, "Little Zhao..."

The people next to him realized what was happening and pulled the wooden-faced Old Wang outside.

"Run! Old Wang, the Japanese are still dropping bombs! Don't you want to live?"

Want to live.

He must live!

Driven by inexplicable grief, Old Wang scrambled out of a pile of mud.

His body was covered in mud, blood, and water; it was impossible to tell what it was.

He stumbled along, his fingernails digging into his palms, a shiver running through him from his tailbone.

"I want to live, I want to live on Xiao Zhao's share!"

"We, the labor and management, will take Xiao Zhao's place and kill all those damned Japanese devils who deserve to be killed!"

Beneath the plane lay a human tragedy.

high in the air.

One by one, drones flew out, like light, nimble listeners, waving their almost silent propellers, nimbly traversing the high sky, firmly taking control of the fighter jets that originally belonged to the Japanese military.

"We can bring down enemy planes simply by flying over them and dropping bombs."

Lieutenant Zhang's eyes were fixed on the large cockroach that was baring its fangs and claws overhead.

"Today! It's a fight to the death!"

The young men in the drone operation team echoed in unison, "Today, it's a fight to the death!"

After the young men's voices rang out, someone in the team below started to chime in, their voices merging with those of the drone operators.

"Today! It's a fight to the death!"

The flames of war have stained the faces of all the people of the Great Xia Kingdom, but the Great Xia Kingdom's desire to destroy the Japanese devils is as fierce as the flames of war!

A gust of wind whistled through the air, and a tremendous energy inspired everyone, making the blood in everyone's veins surge with fervor!

"First squadron of drones, take off!"

Qin Lizhi's steady voice commanded the situation, acting as a stabilizing force on this battlefield where everyone was clearly at a disadvantage, and inexplicably calming everyone's hearts.

"Second squad, provide cover for first squad, target: enemy aircraft!"

"On my command, fire the bombs together!"

"Yes!"

"Bang"—the initial sound was just a warm-up, a soft sound, yet it was like a thunderclap, clearly brushing past everyone's eardrums.

Immediately following, "Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!" The sounds were like firecrackers being set off on New Year's Eve in the Great Xia Kingdom.

Firecrackers exploded in the air, bursting into brilliant light.

Trailing long streaks of fire, they all headed towards the enemy planes!

"Medical team, listen to my command! Retreat immediately and do everything in your power to cover Dr. Xing Xingwen!"

"Yes!"

Stretchers rushed by, each carrying a survivor of the explosion.