Chapter 2492

Mo Lingwei's watery black eyes seemed to have dust in them, and her expression was confused and panicked: "Once the last piece of pure land in the south, Yuncheng, is completely captured, you can't escape here as a deserter, you will definitely swear to die Resist to the end, and live and die with the people of Yuncheng.

Am i right? "

Yes, very right!

From the very beginning, the moment Feng Shaojin learned that the secret had been leaked, Feng Shaojin made up his mind to resist to the end with the determination to die.

Life is a Chinese person, death is also a Chinese ghost.

Anyone who invades our territory and violates our sovereignty will be punished.

Now that he has taken over the important task from Feng Shaoqing, he must carry it out to the end and be responsible to the people in the whole south.

The blood and integrity of a nation can be passed on from generation to generation. Although bloodshed and sacrifice are inevitable for these inheritances, this is his innate mission and responsibility.

Feng Shaojin's grip on her fingers tightened unconsciously. He didn't say anything, but silently looked at her soft and delicate profile.

His eyes lingered back and forth on her thin and delicate face, but there was a burst of sadness in his heart.

It seems that she has seen through all his decisions long ago, but...

Feng Shaojin fell silent, not knowing what to say.

The corners of Mo Lingwei's lips curled up slightly, and there was a bit of mockery in her words: "If you die, do you think I will still have a way out?"

Feng Shaojin's throat rolled, and he clenched his back teeth.

Mo Lingwei's face was as indifferent as ever, and the small space once again fell into a long and long silence.

Gu Wei drove the car steadily, listening silently with his ears pricked up, not daring to breathe.

He wanted to defend the young marshal, but he felt that he had no position or reason to defend himself.

After arriving at the camp, Mo Lingwei washed her face and hands, changed into simple clothes, and then, as usual, twisted the medicine box and went to perform surgery on the Feng family army who had been seriously injured on the battlefield.

Today is different from the past.

The fighting became more and more fierce, even if it was the ghost gate that gathered at the front line of life and death, what Mo Lingwei heard was no longer "Doctor, can I still live?"

Instead, it became: "I don't know if this battle will go to Yuncheng, my family is all in Yuncheng."

There is no more ghost crying and wolf howling in the past, and it is a kind of numbness like resignation to fate.

Life or death seems to have become less important. If you win, you will be able to protect your family's well-being, and you and your family may still be lucky enough to survive.

If he is defeated, even if he wants to live a meager life, it must be extremely difficult.

At that time, everyone will be terrified, and will be shrouded in fear and shadow of death all day long.

The country will not be the country, where does the home come from?

The temporarily built and expanded operating room was very crude. Although the four sides had been reinforced with wooden boards, the wind was still leaking, and the inside was terribly cold.

Mo Lingwei put down the medicine box, rubbed her hands that were about to freeze, changed the dressing and gauze of the wounded patient who underwent surgery yesterday, and whispered: "Don't get wet, it will fester, and the wound will rot. The carrion that falls off must be cut off again..."

"Young Madam." The man interrupted Mo Lingwei, and asked with red eyes: "Will we win?"

Mo Lingwei was stunned for a moment, and looked up at the young man with half of his head bound with white gauze, his nails dug into his palm.

She nodded resolutely, and her words were full of iron and blood, which was the determination and arrogance that only belonged to the children of Jiangmen's family, but it was unconditionally convincing.

"Yes." Mo Lingwei looked directly into the young man's eyes, and said every word sonorously: "We will definitely win.

With Marshal Feng around, even if he risked his life, he would drive the Orientals out of the border. "