1784: Who Is It?

Who Is It?

As the seven female soldiers talked, they were so angry that they started to cry. What was the use of being angry now? It was useless. They were going to lose their lives.0

"Boo-hoo, I hate her to death! I had already applied for New Year's leave to go home to spend New Year's with my parents this year. In the end, she came to look for me and forced me to come here with her. I hate her to death! She wants to look for someone, but why did she drag us along to die with her?! I really hate her to death!"

Looking for someone? Who? What did that mean?

"Fu Hui! What did you say? Say it again!" A female soldier suddenly asked sharply. She stared at her comrade who was about to faint from crying. "Say it again!"

The female soldier who was called out realized that she had misspoken. She, who was already scared, suddenly got a shock and started hiccuping. At first, she was the one who cried the most, but now, she shrunk her shoulders and hid in a corner where she cried softly.

A woman's mind was sharp to begin with. Soon after, another female soldier reacted and shouted in shock and anger, "Fu Hui, you'd better explain things clearly!"

Just a second ago, they were united against a common enemy, but now, everyone's attention was on Fu Hui. They realized that there was something wrong with their adventure into the northwest territory to go to the high altitude outpost.

A female soldier who spoke in a refined but logical manner stared at Fu Hui. She asked clearly and firmly, "Who is she looking for? We received orders to visit the soldiers in the outpost and celebrate the Spring Festival with them. Fu Hui, what do you know? We're probably going to die here now. Tell us everything that we don't know so that we know what's going on."

Because this female soldier named Fu Hui had suddenly said something out of the blue, the other six female soldiers felt that they were deceived.

They were more than willing to visit the soldiers at the outpost!

They served the soldiers at the grass-roots level and used their artistic passion to encourage the soldiers who were far away. They brought laughter to these soldiers' monotonous and dull garrison. They were fearless even if the road was bumpy.

Don't think that cultural soldiers couldn't accomplish anything and they were all flowers in a greenhouse. Cultural soldiers were also soldiers and had the bloodthirstiness of soldiers. They could use loud and clear military songs to boost the morale and heroism of the soldiers. They could also effectively inspire the dreams of powerful countries and armies, triggering their fighting spirit.

Although they were not soldiers who fought on the front lines, they had dreams as cultural soldiers. They were very willing to go to harsh regions to bring songs and dances to the soldiers at the grass-roots level, bringing them laughter.

However, they absolutely could not accept someone sacrificing everyone's precious time for their own selfish reasons!

Faced with her comrade's questioning, Fu Hui only lowered her head and cried softly. As the arm on her shoulder pulled her away, Fu Hui, who wanted to remain silent, started to panic. She bit her lower lip and asked softly, "Will we all be sacrificed?"

"Huh, sacrifice? If it's just for one person's selfishness, what kind of sacrifice is this? Do you know what sacrifice is? Do you know what the definition of sacrifice is?" The female soldier who spoke sharply was also the one who first realized that there was something wrong with what Fu Hui said. Her lips were so cold that they had turned purple. She was so agitated that she had no choice but to suck in as much oxygen as she could when speaking.

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