"Yao Mei, come with Uncle."

  Qin Zhiyong led the reconnaissance squad to escort the cultural troupe along the rugged mountain road, advancing with difficulty. The little rain couldn't move anymore and squatted on the ground crying.

  Old Yang hurried over: "Xiaoyu, what's wrong?"

  Xiao Yu cried: "Uncle, my feet have blisters and I can't walk anymore."

  Old Yang squatted down: "Come on! Uncle will carry you on his back."

  Xiao Yu burst into tears and then laughed: "Ah."

  Xiao Yu happily lay on Lao Yang's back, Lao Yang with Xiao Yu on his back continued to move forward.

  Huang Xintian saw this and jokingly said: "Hey, Old Yang, what's with the singing? Are you carrying a wife like Zhu Bajie?"

  Old Yang glared at Huang Xintian: "What's wrong? You're allowed to carry Japanese girls, but I'm not allowed to carry my own daughter?"

  Huang Xintian was so shocked that he was left speechless.

  Zhou Guangren burst out laughing: "You're teasing Old Huang again."

  Huang Xintian gazed at Old Yang's back, muttering in anger: "This stinky mouth! Forget it, considering the scope, I won't bother with you."

  Old Yang heard it and turned his head to Huang Xintian: "What did you say? Calculating? What can your calculation do? Do you want to fight with me?"

  Huang Xintian smiled and said: "I don't dare, I don't dare."

  Old Yang: "I called you a gourd head, aren't you angry?"

  Huang Xintian still had a smile on his face: "Don't be angry, don't be angry, just call as you like."

  Old Yang: "Gourd head!"

  Huang Xintian stood up straight and answered loudly: "Yes!"

  Lao Yang continued walking forward with a smile on his face, carrying Xiao Yu on his back. Zhou Guangren caught up to Lao Yang again and asked in confusion: "Lao Yang, how is she your daughter?"

  Old Yang: "Don't believe it? Don't believe me ask her."

  Xiao Yu smiled: "Boss, this is my old man."

  Zhou Guangren was taken aback: "Old man?"

  Old Yang: "You're just a bunch of fools! I'm her father, and it's none of your business what I do with my own daughter. Look at how jealous you all are!"

  Qin Zhiyong smiled and said to Old Yang: "Old Yang, you've recognized your daughter, congratulations!"

  Old Yang burst out laughing: "I don't have such good fortune, I'm just teasing them."

  Zhou Guangren joked with other female cultural workers: "Who's tired? Speak up, brother will carry you!"

  In the cultural troupe, a chubby female soldier immediately raised her hand and panted: "Brother, I can't walk anymore!"

  Zhou Guangren looked at her plump appearance and was in a dilemma: "Sister, you...you'd better walk by yourself, if brother carries you on his back, he won't be able to stand up, let alone walk."

  Everyone burst out laughing, the fat female soldier pouted her mouth and gave Zhou Guangren a fierce stare before continuing on their way.

  At this time, Xiaoyu was lying on Lao Yang's back and suddenly burst into tears. Lao Yang turned his head in surprise and asked: "Xiao Mei, what's wrong?"

  Xiao Yu choked: "Uncle, I'm so heartbroken..."

  Old Yang smiled: "Don't be sad, listen to me roar a paragraph." Old Yang said, humming Qin Opera:

  "In the depths of the mountain, the night bird cries out; under the solitary lamp, a lonely girl thinks of her brother."

  In an empty room, a cold bed, solitary lodging and solitary sleep, what can be done?

  The heavens weep, the Buddha complains, who remembers me with a broken heart?

  The Cowherd Star crosses the Milky Way, and the Weaving Maiden Star will meet him there.

  ……”

  Huang Xintian looked at Old Yang's back and cursed with a smile: "This old thing!"

  "Uncle, come join our art troupe!"

  Old Yang burst out laughing: "I want to go, I'm just afraid we won't be allowed in the queue! Queue up, can I go to the cultural troupe?"

  Qin Zhiyong smiled: "Alright! I'm just afraid Old Cao won't be willing to part with you!"

  Everyone burst out laughing, and Old Yang also laughed: "This old Cao, always pestering me, I'm almost fed up with him, but can't help thinking of him."

  Qin Zhiyong smiled: "You two, neither of you can leave each other."

  Xiao Yu fell asleep on Old Yang's shoulder.

  The fat female soldier suddenly stood up and said to Qin Zhiyong: "Report to the platoon leader!"

  "What's up?"

  The chubby female soldier twisted and turned: "I-I want to go to the bathroom-"

  Qin Zhiyong said to Zhou Guangren: "Second Ghost, you follow him."

  "What? Why me?"

  Huang Xintian smiled secretly on one side, Qin Zhiyong: "Less nonsense! Go quickly!"

  Zhou Guangren reluctantly followed the fat female soldier towards a nearby thicket.

  The fat female soldier walked and turned her head to ask Zhou Guangren: "Hey, why did your platoon leader call you 'Second Devil'?"

  Zhou Guangren remained silent, and the fat female soldier said: "I'm asking you, why?"

  "You keep spreading rumors and I'll throw you off the mountain!"

  The fat female soldier looked down at the mountain and felt a wave of dizziness, scaring her so much that she stuck out her tongue.

  At this time, Iwai and Kuroda were leading their troops, walking down the mountain road with their heads hung low.

  A soldier suddenly pointed at a distant mountain slope and said to Iwai: "Captain, look!"

  Iwai busy raised his binoculars and looked across, from the binoculars, Iwai saw the fat female soldier and Zhou Guangren.

  The fat female soldier crouched in the bushes, Zhou Guangren turned his back and stood far away.

  "Brother, don't look!"

  Zhou Guangren said impatiently with his back to the fat female soldier, "Stop dawdling and hurry up! There may be snakes in the grass."

  As soon as she heard there was a snake, the fat female soldier got a little scared. She looked around and indeed saw a snake. She jumped in fright, but upon closer inspection, it turned out to be just a shed snakeskin.

  Zhou Guangren gazed into the distance, thinking of Liu Xiaoxi in his heart: "Xiaoxi, I wonder when we can meet again!"

  The fat soldier girl quietly walked out of the bushes, holding a snake skin with branches in her hand. Zhou Guangren turned his back to him and asked impatiently, "Is that all?"

  The fat soldier crept up behind Zhou Guangren, threw the snakeskin over his shoulder and deliberately shouted loudly: "There's a snake!"

  Zhou Guangren saw the snakeskin on his shoulder and let out a loud cry. The fat female soldier burst into laughter: "That's just snakeskin!"

  Enraged, Zhou Guangren grabbed the arm of the fat female soldier, making a gesture as if he was going to push her down the mountain. The fat female soldier loudly cried out: "Save me! Big brother spare my life! I won't dare again! I'm afraid of heights!"

  The warriors in front heard the shout of the fat female soldier, and they all turned their heads to look back. Old Yang shouted: "Second ghost, if someone doesn't want to, that's it! What are you doing? A forced melon is not sweet!"

  Zhou Guangren protested loudly: "I - I - I didn't do anything! She was the one who used a snake skin to scare me."

  Everyone burst out laughing, and Qin Zhiyong also started laughing.

  As soon as Zhou Guangren loosened his grip, the fat female soldier took off in a sprint towards her unit, shouting back at Zhou Guangren as she ran: "Second-rate devil! Second-rate devil!"

  Zhou Guangren went to chase after the chubby female soldier.

  Iwai followed the two figures with his binoculars and saw the reconnaissance platoon and the cultural squad, he put down the binoculars and said to Kuroda: "Follow them quietly from behind."

  Kuroda: "Yes!"

  Kuroda waved his hand at the soldiers.

  At dusk, Qin Zhiyong and his party arrived in front of a dilapidated temple, the members of the cultural troupe were panting and exhausted.

  Qin Zhiyong pointed at the broken temple and said to Duanzi: "Let everyone rest here for a night."

  "Good."

  Little Rain was still sleeping soundly on Old Yang's back, with drool flowing down one of his shoulders.

  Old Yang: "Little Rain, wake up."

  Xiao Yu woke up and looked around, asking: "Uncle, where are we?"

  Old Yang put down Xiao Yu: "Rest here for a night and then leave."

  Little Rain yawned and said in a spoiled tone: "Uncle, it's so comfortable sleeping on your back. Can you carry me again tomorrow?"

  Old Yang smiled: "Alright, I'll carry you on my back."

  Xiao Yu tilted her head and smiled: "Don't you feel tired?"

  Old Yang happily said: "What's tiring? Not tiring!"

  Xiao Yu happily ran into the broken temple. Old Yang looked at Xiao Yu's back and sighed to himself, "She's really just a child!"

  Qin Zhiyong called out to Old Yang: "Old Yang, send out the sentry immediately."

  Old Yang: "Yes."

  Old Yang called two soldiers to walk out of the temple gate. Everyone sat on the ground in the broken temple, Zhou Guangren and the reconnaissance team's soldiers took out dry rations and distributed them to the cultural workers.

  The chubby female soldier stretched out her hand to Zhou Guangren and said with a mischievous tone: "Brother, don't be angry anymore, give me some food, I'm so hungry!"

  Zhou Guangren handed her a dry ration: "You're so fat and still eating, what if the devils catch up to us, you'll definitely be unable to run, haha!"

  The chubby female soldier had a solemn expression: "I can't run anymore, I'll fight them! I'm not afraid!"

  Zhou Guangren restrained his smile and handed her a dry ration, saying with full respect: "Good sister, as long as brother is here, I will never let the devils catch you!"

  The chubby female soldier ate while saying gratefully: "Thanks bro!"

  Iwai and Kuroda, accompanied by Japanese soldiers, quietly made their way up the mountain slope below the ruined temple. Kuroda pointed to two sentries from a reconnaissance platoon on the slope and whispered to the two Japanese soldiers...

  Xiaoyu sat on the steps of the temple gate, took off her shoes and socks, frowned at the blisters on her feet, took out a needle from her backpack, carefully picked at the blisters on her feet. The sunset cast a red glow on her pale face. Old Yang walked over, silently gazing at Xiaoyu, his eyes filled with kindness.

  Xiao Yu looked up and saw Old Yang, smiling and saying: "It's nothing, Uncle, it won't hurt once I've had a good cry."

  Old Yang: "Girl, this needs to be soaked in hot water, otherwise you won't be able to walk tomorrow."

  "Uncle, didn't you promise to carry me? You're cheating!"

  Old Yang laughed: "Right, right, I'll carry you on my back, Uncle will definitely carry you."

  Old Yang said and turned around to leave, Little Rain: "Uncle, where are you going?"

  Old Yang: "Go pick up some twigs and boil some water."

  "Uncle, take a rest, I'll go pick it up!"

  Xiao Yu quickly put on her shoes and socks and went after Old Yang.

  Two Japanese soldiers, armed with bayonets, crept up behind the two sentries of the reconnaissance platoon and silently cut their throats.

  Old Yang and Little Rain were picking up branches outside the broken temple. Little Rain walked to the front of the mountain slope, and at a glance saw row upon row of shiny black helmets and bayonets with sun flags on them. Little Rain was shocked and stood there in dismay, shouting: "Uncle! Devils! It's devils!"

  Old Yang heard this and hastily threw away the branch in his hand, ran over, and saw that the Japanese soldiers were densely packed on the slope below, crawling up the mountain.

  Iwai also saw Xiaoyu, he raised his gun and aimed at Xiaoyu, Old Yang saw it and rushed over to push Xiaoyu down, a gunshot sounded, Old Yang was hit in the right chest, he pulled out the pistol and shot at the enemy on the mountain slope.

  Hearing the gunfire, Qin Zhiyong was startled and hastily led the scouts out of the broken temple.

  Lao Yang shouted at Qin Zhiyong who was running over while shooting: "You take the third squad to protect the cultural troupe and retreat to the rear mountain quickly! The second squad follows me!"

  Xiao Yu cried out: "Uncle, you're hurt!"

  Old Yang handed over two hand grenades to Xiao Yu: "Quickly! Follow them!"

  At this time, Kuroda had already brought a team of soldiers to encircle from the side, and Kanamori and Huang Xintian busily used the firepower of their submachine guns to suppress the enemy.

  Qin Zhiyong and Zhou Guangren hastily led the soldiers and organized the cultural workers to retreat to the back mountain.

  Old Yang took over a light machine gun from a soldier and led the soldiers in a charge towards a commanding height.

  Lao Yang led his soldiers in occupying a commanding height and launched a fierce barrage of fire at the enemy on the slope below.

  Xiao Yu followed the soldiers as they retreated to the rear mountain, when she suddenly saw a fat female soldier and a female cultural worker running in the wrong direction due to panic. Xiao Yu anxiously shouted at them: "Come back! There are devils over there!"

  Two female soldiers heard this and were about to run back, but were blocked by three Japanese soldiers who had caught up with them. The two female soldiers turned around and ran, while the three Japanese soldiers chased after them, laughing.

  Xiao Yu was on the verge of tears, and Zhou Guangren, who was organizing the withdrawal of the cultural troupe, heard Xiao Yu's cry for help and also spotted two female soldiers being chased by Japanese soldiers. Zhou Guangren angrily exclaimed: "What's going on!"

  Zhou Guangren ran towards the two female soldiers, who were now in a state of panic and had run to the edge of the cliff at the top of the mountain. The three Japanese soldiers, panting and out of breath, caught up with them and, seeing that there was a cliff ahead, slowed down their pace, approaching the women with laughter and a leisurely attitude.

  Two female soldiers looked at the Japanese soldier walking towards them, exchanged a glance, and the fat female soldier stretched out her hand. The other female soldier also stretched out her hand to hold the fat female soldier's hand. Hand in hand, they smiled faintly, then turned around and resolutely walked towards the cliff edge.

  Three Japanese soldiers retracted their smiles, looking at them in shock. The two girls held hands and walked to the edge of the cliff, jumping down without hesitation...

  Three Japanese soldiers stared blankly at the empty cliff, while Iwai and Kuroda were also shocked to see two girls jump off the cliff.

  Zhou Guangren also witnessed this tragic scene, and he was deeply grieved: "Good sister..."

  Xiaoyu looked at the empty cliff in the distance, tears streaming down her face. At this time, the sound of grenade explosions and gunfire came from the direction of the high ground. Xiaoyu wiped away her tears, turned around, and saw Old Yang covered in blood, throwing grenades and shooting at the enemy with several soldiers.

  Lao Yang threw out two hand grenades, killing several Japanese soldiers who were rushing forward.

  The Japanese troops were suppressed at the foot of the mountain, and Iwai yelled in Chinese to the top of the mountain: "Chinese soldiers, surrender quickly!"

  Old Yang spat and cursed: "Damn your mother, I didn't join the army to surrender."

  As they spoke, they set up a light machine gun and swept down the mountain. The Japanese army threw hand grenades up the mountain, killing several soldiers. Old Yang picked up a hand grenade and threw it back down the mountain, killing several devils.

  The warriors around him fell one after another, leaving only Old Yang alone. He took bullets and grenades from the sacrificed warriors, then grabbed a wine gourd and drank a big mouthful of wine, threw away the wine gourd, and threw out two grenades, killing several enemies who were rushing up. Old Yang laughed loudly.

  Iwai waved his saber and shouted loudly: "Charge!"

  Old Yang looked far away and saw that the cultural troupe had gone far, he let out a long sigh of relief, suddenly a bullet hit Old Yang's chest, and Old Yang fell to the ground.

  At this time, Xiaoyu ran back, she hugged Lao Yang and cried out: "Uncle! Wake up quickly!"

  Old Yang opened his eyes and saw Xiao Yu, suddenly anxious and angry: "You... how did you come back again?"

  Xiao Yu cried: "Uncle, I won't leave you behind!"

  Old Yang angrily shouted: "Get out of here quickly!"

  "I won't leave! I'll carry you on my back!"

  Old Yang was so angry that he raised his hand to hit Xiao Yu, but Xiao Yu tilted her head up, and Old Yang's raised hand fell back down in frustration.

  Old Yang sighed: "You silly girl, so muddle-headed!"

  On the flank of the ruined temple, Huang Xintian and Dingzi fired at the enemy until both ran out of bullets.

  Two female cultural workers who fell behind were shot and wounded, falling to the ground. Huang Xintian and Dingzi quickly carried them on their backs and retreated.

  Huang Xintian carried a wounded female cultural worker on his back, ran for several steps, turned around and shouted towards the high ground: "Old Yang! Move in immediately!"

  Lao Yang struggled to get up, looking at the distant backs of Huang Xintian and Tuozi, then glanced at the little rain beside him, muttering: "It's not worth it, I've been through it once, and I still regret it now."

  Old Yang set up the machine gun and continued to sweep the enemy, Xiaoyu picked up a hand grenade from the ground and threw it out, killing two enemies. Xiaoyu shouted with excitement, but suddenly a bullet hit her, and she fell to the ground. Old Yang's machine gun ran out of bullets, he looked around and found no more grenades. He drew his pistol and fired at the enemy while shouting: "Xiaoyu! Run away quickly!"

  No one answered, Old Yang turned his head to look and found Xiaoyu lying in a pool of blood. He rushed over to pick her up, shouting: "Xiaoyu! Xiaoyu——"

  At this time, two Japanese soldiers rushed up, and Old Yang raised his shotgun to kill the two Japanese soldiers. Several more Japanese soldiers rushed up, and Old Yang pulled the trigger again, but there were no more bullets.

  Old Yang held Little Rain in his arms, like a furious lion, glaring at the Japanese soldiers rushing up.

  Three Japanese soldiers with bayonets approached Old Yang and Xiao Yu step by step.

  Old Yang tightly hugged Xiaoyu, and Xiaoyu's head was also tightly pressed against Old Yang's chest. She took out the two hand grenades that Old Yang had given her from her bosom, with her fingers hooked on the rings.

  "Uncle... I didn't forget what you said..."

  Old Yang saw the hand grenade and smiled: "Good girl."

  Three Japanese soldiers charged forward with bayonets, Old Yang tightly hugged Xiaoyu and used his body to block the hand grenade.

  Iwai and Kuroda climbed up the mountain, panting and staring at Old Yang and Xiao Yu.

  Iwai panted heavily: "Get him alive!"

  Three Japanese soldiers with bayonets slowly approached Old Yang and Xiao Yu.

  Xiao Yu's voice was weak as she said: "Uncle... roar for me again..."

  Old Yang nodded: "Good!" Old Yang glared at the slowly approaching Japanese soldiers, straining his voice and loudly shouting in Qin Opera style: "Yanzhang rides a horse up north slope, new graves are more than old graves. New graves bury Han Guangwu...

  A desolate and majestic voice echoes through the valley...

  Qin Zhiyong and the warriors covered the art troupe members as they retreated to the rear mountain, when suddenly they heard a faint Qin opera sound coming from afar. Qin Zhiyong stopped in his tracks, turned around and looked into the distance.

  A soul-stirring song came from afar: “...The old tomb buried Han Xiaohe, The green dragon's back buried Han Xin, In front of the five-zhang yuan buried Zhuge, A lifetime is not in vain, Even if one dies, what's there to fear?”

  The warriors around him whispered: "It's Captain Yang..."

  Old Yang finished singing and burst out laughing.

  Three Japanese soldiers surrounded Old Yang and Little Rain.

  Iwai asked Old Yang in Chinese: "In America, which side are the flying officers on?"

  Old Yang: "Are you asking about American pilots?"

  Iwai nodded repeatedly: "Ah ah!"

  Old Yang burst out laughing: "Forget it, you're too late! The pilot has already been rescued by us. At this time," Old Yang looked up at the sky, "he's flying a plane to bomb Tokyo! Haha! Your doomsday is near!"

  Iwai's face turned red with rage and he shouted at the Japanese soldiers surrounding Old Yang: "Separate them!"

  A Japanese soldier tried to separate Old Yang and Little Rain with his bayonet, but the two held each other tightly. Another Japanese soldier stabbed Old Yang's leg with his bayonet and shouted in Chinese: "Chinese soldier! Kneel down!"

  Lao Yang's leg was stabbed by a bayonet and bleeding, but he still stood upright, cursing: "I'd rather die than kneel down to you Japs!"

  A Japanese soldier reached out to pull Xiaoyu, Old Yang grasped Xiaoyu's hand which was holding the fuse and calmly said: "Little sister, come with uncle."

  Xiao Yu nodded vigorously: "Uh-huh."

  Old Yang grasped Xiaoyu's hand and pulled it hard.

  A white mist emerged from the bodies of the two people hugging each other, and three Japanese soldiers were shocked and turned to run. With a loud "boom", Old Yang, Xiaoyu, and the three Japanese soldiers beside them were blown to pieces...