Chapter 211: Beacon beauties

The chicken asked the song: "Should you stay in Beijing?"
"What to stay." Yange said: "I am such a beautiful woman, so many foreign languages, and staying in the capital during this period is too swaggering."
The most important thing is that the man she covers, this time leaving, may never be able to return to Beijing. She thought that instead of staying in Beijing, it would be better to follow him.
If he's dead by then, anyway, she can ask him what he wants before he dies.
After all, it wasn't the man she had slept with, and he had to let him die somewhere.
Of course, the chicken did not understand the brain circuit of Yange. It had to say, "I know you want to run to see his majestic appearance on the battlefield in military uniform."
This is not the age of cold weapons. Where can there be any prestige, the battlefield is the end of a grenade.
Yan Ge did not refute the chicken cock's take for granted, she said, "I should be done with this task."
She has recently been particularly unconfident and insecure about the task.
I always feel that every time it seems smooth, but there will always be a big pit waiting for her at the end.
This geeky system did not make her experience the feeling of being obsessed with tens of thousands of people, but made her feel the taste of various failures.
In this regard, the chicks cannot be 100% sure.
Yange followed the army as a nurse.
The medical staff of the army was protected at the beginning, so it was fairly stable, probably because Yange looked more eye-catching. Even in such a battlefield where there was no guarantee, there were still many soldiers dedicated to Yange.
Knowing that Yange can write, there are also many soldiers who will ask Yange to help them write homework when they are not busy.
Although the day of the march was bitter, it was also fulfilling, but after so long, Yan Ge had never seen Cao Zizhen.
She is a medical staff. She didn't see Cao Zixuan, which only shows that this guy is alive and well.
The war is getting more and more intensive, and there are more and more casualties every day. There are even many casualties who have a breath, but have to give up because of the transfer.
Although she is used to parting in life and death, in such a time of war and flames, Yange is still not calm and objective, presumably because she has a heart that belongs to her host, and she will also cry for those who are injured, Person suddenly left and was sad.
When I saw Cao Ziyu, the guy was shot in the shoulder and was carried into the medical shed.
He hadn't fainted yet, and everyone told him to stay still. Although he bit a towel in his mouth, his other hand kept trying to touch his chest.
The chest was all blood, and the medical staff thought he wanted to touch the wound, so he just pressed his hand.
Angrily he spit out the towel in his mouth and shouted, "Grass, don't press Lao Tzu!"
A hand touched his chest at this time, drawing a picture from the inside of his clothes.
The men and women in the photo were blood-stained and could not see clearly, but Cao Ziyu did not pick up the photo, he stared at the hand pinching the photo.
Yange put the towel back in his mouth, wiped the photo again, and put it in his hand.
Cao Zizhen grabbed her wrist with his backhand, squeezed her tightly with the photo, and held it in his palm.
He looked up at her, spit out the towel in his mouth and said, "Why did your special mother come here ..."
Immediately afterwards, the doctor took out the bullet from his shoulder with his pliers, and he suddenly screamed in pain.