Than blood?Who in China doesn't have an awesome ancestor?

One picture after another slowly emerged in the cracks, constantly changing.

With just one glance, many Huaxia people couldn't help crying.

Countless foreign people were so frightened that their faces turned pale, and they stood up directly.

Among those pictures, the first one is a huge earth pit.

However, the bottom of the pit is not earth and rocks, but countless Chinese people.

The screen changes.

Hundreds of sallow and emaciated civilians were tied behind their backs and kneeled in a row.

Behind them, there are more fallen people.

Each one has no head.

The screen changes again.

A pregnant woman lay on the ground covered in blood.

Next to her, there was a man who was crying loudly.

Holding a ball of blood dripping meat in his hand...

"This is the scene when Jin Lin fell..."

Su Chen's difficult voice sounded slowly.

"The cherry blossoms invaded, and the ancient capital of Jinlin instantly turned into a purgatory on earth."

"30 Chinese people were brutally slaughtered!"

"These beasts don't even spare children and the elderly!"

"This is not only the pain of war! It is also the evil of animal nature!"

Looking at the picture in the crack, listening to Su Chen's words.

Ying Zheng's eyes widened to the limit.

Countless Chinese people have already burst into tears and cried bitterly.

"Paralyzed! Damn you little devil! I can't wait to kill Sakura and hack these bastards to death!"

"When I saw these photos before, I would subconsciously avoid them. It's not that I'm not patriotic, it really hurts my heart!"

"I am from Jinlin. When we were studying, the teacher asked us a few questions."

"At the beginning, the teacher asked how many locals were in the class, please stand up."

"Almost all the students stood up."

"Then the teacher asked again, the parents also belong to Jin Lin, so continue to stand."

"Originally, the class was full, but at least half of them were seated."

"The teacher finally asked, grandparents or grandparents belong to Jinlin, please continue to stand."

"This time, none of them are standing still."

"The teacher asked, do you know why?"

"That day, we all cried."

"We know the answer, but we can't say it!"

The picture shown by Su Chen undoubtedly revealed the most painful scar in the hearts of Chinese people.

Even after decades, it is still bloody and painful.

Just when the whole country of Huaxia was in grief, the scene above Shentian Airport changed again.

The figures of a group of children appeared in the crack.

Judging from their faces, the oldest of these children was seventeen or eighteen years old, and the youngest was only in their early ten years.

It is different from the children who are regarded as treasures today.

These people were all ragged and unkempt.

What they hold in their hands is not a toy, but a big knife!

"These children, at an age when they should be loved by their parents, have taken up arms!"

"Using their weak bodies, they killed more than [-] enemies, burned countless supplies of the enemy, and slowed down the pace of the invaders."

"But they also sacrificed their young lives because of this, and finally sacrificed all of them!"

"These children have a famous name!"

"Jinlin Orphan Volunteer Army!"

"They used their own lives to avenge their parents! The revenge!"

With a wave of Su Chen's right hand, the crack in midair suddenly darkened.

A few seconds later, the loud bugle sound suddenly came from the crack.

"This is... Charge!"

"This is our China Charge!"

With tears in their eyes, all Huaxia people couldn't help standing up.

"Comrades! Go!"

"For the sake of parents, wife and children, for the elders of the hometown! Fight with the little devil!"

In the crack, the picture appeared again.

The Huaxia people in straw sandals and common clothes held a big knife in their hands and rushed forward roaring.

Yet what awaits them.

It's the enemy's machine gun!

It's cannon fire soaring into the sky!

The bullets, like raindrops, easily penetrated the thin civilian clothes, bringing up clusters of blood!

The artillery fire like a thunderbolt set off a large cloud of mud, stone and blood mist!

But in the face of death.

Face brutal enemies.

Not a single Chinese backed down!

Because behind them!

They are relatives of flesh and blood, and elders in their hometown!

It is the person they risk their lives to protect!

Watching the flames soaring into the sky.

Witnessing countless Chinese sons and daughters falling under the guns of cherry blossoms.

The corners of Ying Zheng's eyes kept trembling, and his hands became tighter and tighter.

After his death, he will not enter reincarnation, but his soul will return to heaven.

But as an emperor, which one is not arrogant.

Yingzheng is like this, and so are most of the other princes and generals.

Therefore, even if they are in the same heaven, most Chinese ancestors have never met each other for thousands of years.

Naturally, there is no way to know what happened after his death.

Suddenly witnessing the war scene after 2000 at this time, the impact on Ying Zheng can be imagined.

However, it was the Chinese people who moved Ying Zheng the most.

From them, Ying Zheng seemed to see the frontier army of the Qin Dynasty thousands of years ago.

For the enemy, there is the same deep-seated hatred!

For the family and the country, he also has the determination and courage to go to the national calamity without fear of death!

The screen changed again.

In the icy mountains and forests.

A man, after running out of ammunition and food, dealt with the Sakura Army alone for five full days. ..

In the end, they were outnumbered and sacrificed heroically.

After his death, his head was brutally cut off by the enemy, and his body was also cut open by bayonets.

Because the devil wanted to see how this man who had been dealing with them for five days in the icy world persisted.

However, there was not even half a grain of grain in this person's belly.

Only cotton, bark...

And a tough heart!

A blood book slowly appeared on the screen.

This is the last suicide note left by the Chinese soldier before he died.

Four Cherry Blossom Islands

Never die my power of China

I am a Chinese man

However, the majestic seven-foot eyebrows

Belief in Resisting the Japanese and Saving the Nation

rock solid

Today I can splatter mountains and rivers with blood

I am enough