After she became the daughter of a vicious warlord, she cleaned herself up

Chapter 170 Immortality

Xie Jinyuan's eyes were bloodshot and he roared at the top of his lungs.

"Quick, machine gun company, hit them hard!"

His voice was torn into pieces by the deafening sound of gunfire, but it still clearly conveyed his anger and grief.

"Da da da--"

"Da da da--"

The soldiers of the machine gun company were already furious. They operated the Maxim heavy machine guns in their hands and fired wildly at the Japanese fighter planes. The hot rain of bullets poured out like a rainstorm.

"Quick! Carry Captain Jiang away!" Xie Jinyuan pushed away the soldier who was blocking him and rushed to Jiang Shijia.

Jiang Shijia's body was curled up into a ball, his face was as pale as paper, and a huge gash was cut in his lower abdomen by shrapnel. Blood was gushing out, staining the surrounding ground red.

"Captain Jiang..." Yang Ruifu got up from the ground and staggered to Jiang Shijia, his voice trembling violently.

"Hurry, carry him to a safe place!" Xie Jinyuan picked up Jiang Shijia and shouted anxiously.

Two soldiers rushed forward, one holding Jiang Shijia's upper body and the other holding his legs, and carefully lifted him off the rooftop.

"Hurry, go and get the medical staff!" Xie Jinyuan yelled at a signalman.

"Yes!" The signalman saluted, turned around and ran away.

Xie Jinyuan and Yang Ruifu held Jiang Shijia's hands on the left and right, anxiously waiting for the arrival of the medical staff.

However, they all knew that with Jiang Shijia's current injuries, even if Hua Tuo were still alive, he would probably be unable to save him.

Jiang Shijia slowly opened his eyes. His vision had begun to blur, but he still tried hard to see everything in front of him clearly.

“Master… Senior Brother…” He opened his mouth, his voice as weak as a mosquito.

"I'm here! I'm here!" Xie Jinyuan quickly put his ear close to Jiang Shijia's mouth.

"Yang... Captain Yang..."

"Captain Jiang, I'm here too..."

Yang Ruifu, a strong and sturdy man, was crying uncontrollably.

Jiang Shijia's body shook in pain, and he suddenly spat out a large mouthful of blood, muttering: "We must protect our national flag..."

At this moment, the Japanese pirate planes that were preparing to fight back fiercely suddenly received orders from their superiors that the International Settlement put pressure on them and they had to return quickly.

So the Japanese pilot cursed "Baga!" in great unwillingness, and drove away in shame.

The bright red flag fluttered in the wind in the golden sunshine.

The five soldiers who were holding the flagpole together couldn't help but cheer as they watched the enemy planes flying away.

"The devils ran away, and we successfully protected the national flag!"

"That's great..." Jiang Shijia also heard the cheers of the soldiers, and the heavy stone in his heart finally fell.

"I...I seem to...see...saw the brothers from the 305th Regiment..."

"They...are here to pick me up..." Jiang Shijia said, with a relieved smile on his face.

The medical staff finally arrived and quickly took measures to stop the bleeding for Jiang Shijia, but the bleeding in his abdomen could not be stopped.

"Brother, I'm just still worried about...my little sister and father..."

Xie Jinyuan held Jiang Shijia's cold hand tightly and promised solemnly: "Brother Shijia, don't worry. As long as I, Xie Jinyuan, can walk out of the Sihang Warehouse alive, I will definitely take good care of Miss Jiang and Marshal Jiang for you in the future!"

Jiang Shijia nodded with difficulty after hearing this and opened his mouth gently, "Thank... so much... Senior... Brother..."

His voice became softer and softer, and finally disappeared into the air.

His hands, which had fought bravely on the battlefield, now drooped down helplessly.

Xie Jinyuan and Yang Ruifu felt a chill running from the soles of their feet to the top of their heads, and their bodies instantly stiffened like stone sculptures.

"Brother Shi Jia!"

"Captain Jiang!"

"Duanzao!"

The soldiers gathered around, crying like babies. They were all strong men, but at this moment, they cried like children.

The heart-wrenching cries resounded through the sky and echoed over the Sihang Warehouse for a long time.

"Brother Shijia, Brother Shijia!" Xie Jinyuan was heartbroken. He hugged Jiang Shijia's gradually cooling body and burst into tears.

Yang Ruifu's eyes were red, and he punched the ground hard, choking with sobs: "Captain Jiang, rest in peace!"

Jiang Shijia, the young hero who fought against the Japanese pirates, eventually fell in a pool of blood, achieving what he believed to be the most glorious destiny for a soldier.

At the same time as Jiang Shijia's heroic soul fell, Jiang Shiyuan suddenly felt a sharp pain in her heart, as if someone was stabbing her heart with a knife, causing her to almost be unable to breathe.

"Ayuan, what's wrong with you?" Chen Qingyan noticed that Jiang Shiyuan was acting strangely and asked with concern.

Jiang Shiyuan did not answer. She covered her chest in pain, her face was as pale as paper, and beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down her forehead.

She felt the bullet pendant around her neck become extremely hot, as if a ball of fire was burning her skin.

In a trance, she saw a young officer lying in a pool of blood, his abdomen stained red with blood.

Before he died, his eyes were still full of reluctance and attachment.

"Brother..." Jiang Shiyuan murmured to himself, tears streaming down his face uncontrollably.

She felt as if another soul was about to be torn out of her body, as if it was the painful cry of the original owner who had lost her brother.

"Brother, don't leave me..."

Jiang Shiyuan's consciousness gradually became blurred, and he finally fainted in Chen Qingyan's arms.

Chen Qingyan was startled by this sudden change. She quickly hugged Jiang Shiyuan and shouted anxiously: "Ayuan, Ayuan, what's wrong with you? Wake up!"

On the south bank of Suzhou River, the originally noisy crowd suddenly quieted down, and they all felt a faint sadness in the air.

"Those soldiers...why are they all gathering in one direction?" someone asked in confusion, pointing at the roof of the Sihang Warehouse.

"Yeah, they were cheering just now, why did they stop suddenly?"

"Look, it seems they all went to visit the flag-guarding hero who was just carried down!" A sharp-eyed man exclaimed, pointing at the rooftop.

"Could it be..."

Someone in the crowd seemed to realize something and his expression became serious.

"No, no..." A middle-aged woman covered her mouth, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably.

"The hero who protected the flag... died..."

An old man took off his hat tremblingly and bowed deeply in the direction of the Sihang Warehouse.

More and more people realized something. They took off their hats and stood in silence towards the Sihang Warehouse.

It was quiet along the Suzhou River.

Only the rustling sound of the bright red flags in the wind seemed to be telling the tragic story of the hero.

In the Sihang Warehouse, the soldiers carried Jiang Shijia's body to the first-floor hall and held a solemn farewell ceremony for him.

Xie Jinyuan stood in front of Jiang Shijia's body and said in a low voice: "Captain Jiang Shijia, you are our good brother and comrade!"

"He could have followed the main force to evacuate Shanghai, but he resolutely came to the Sihang Warehouse and stood firm with us!"

"In the battles against the invasion of Japanese pirates, Captain Jiang fought bravely and terrified the enemy!"

"In today's bloody battle to protect the flag, he led the troops, used his body as a shield, and finally died a heroic death for his country!"

"His spirit is worth learning for all of us!"

"Salute!" Xie Jinyuan raised his right hand and saluted Jiang Shijia's body with a standard military salute.

"Captain Jiang, rest in peace!" Yang Ruifu suppressed his grief and saluted Jiang Shijia's body.

"Salute to the heroes!" The soldiers also saluted, their eyes filled with sadness and respect.

His sacrifice is a tragic hymn in the history of the Chinese nation's war of resistance.

His spirit will always inspire us to continue our heroic struggle.

Look, this is the national flag you defended with your life!

Look, this is the dignity you defend with your life!

You are our hero!

You will be immortal!