Chapter 195 This battle will definitely be won!
"Yeah,"
Yuan Qiu continued, "When the news came out, the entertainment industry exploded."
Su Qian frowned and said with regret: "Hey, what a pity."
She could tell now.
The new member of the group, ‘Song Yao’, is the same person as the Song Yao in the entertainment industry.
Vegetative state...
Could it be because she is in a vegetative state.
So after joining the group, the avatar will be gray?
After having enough wine and food.
When Su Qian returned to Yunjin Villa, it was completely dark.
She sat cross-legged on the sofa, holding her laptop and started searching the Internet for more information about Song Yao in the entertainment industry.
"Why are you suddenly interested in the entertainment industry?"
Lu Yao didn't know when he appeared next to Su Qian, looking at her focused on the computer screen, his eyes full of doubts.
Su Qian raised her head slightly and saw it was Lu Yao.
He replied: "I just want to see if she is dead."
Lu Yao had a weird expression on his face. He was stunned for a moment before saying, "What you said is so weird."
"I'm just curious."
Su Qian sighed helplessly and put the computer aside.
Leaning on the sofa, he said: "She dragged me out of her dream and asked me to help her fulfill her wish, but Zhou Ran's news said that Song Yao did not die, but just became a vegetative state."
"Lu Yao, do you think the soul of a vegetative person is still in his body?"
Lu Yao frowned slightly after hearing Su Qian's words.
There was a thoughtful look on his face.
After a while, he slowly said: "According to common sense, a vegetative person is only a person whose cerebral cortex function is seriously damaged and is in an irreversible deep coma."
"But as for whether the soul is still in the body, this has not yet been determined in the world of immortality."
After listening to Lu Yao's analysis, Su Qian frowned even more.
This was also what puzzled her.
It seems that the specific situation can only be known after the new members show up in the chat group.
……
The plane of war.
In the snowy air-raid shelter, there was a girl who looked fifteen or sixteen years old, wearing two braids, and her sallow and thin face was covered with dirt and tears.
Who would have thought that she is Song Yao, a popular little girl in the modern entertainment industry.
At this time, Song Yao was huddled in the corner, wrapped in a worn and thin coat, shivering slightly from the cold.
From time to time, the roar of enemy planes roaring past and the loud noise of bomb explosions could be heard outside.
The entire air raid shelter trembled slightly.
Dust and snowflakes fell from the cave ceiling.
"Sister Xiaoyao, I'm scared."
A little girl of five or six years old was sitting timidly next to Song Yao, her hands tightly holding the corners of her clothes, her eyes full of fear and anxiety.
Song Yao looked at her like this and held her in her arms distressedly.
He said softly: "Xiao Tao, don't be afraid. Sister is here. With us, those bad guys can't hurt you."
Xiao Tao raised her head and looked at Song Yao with a trace of dependence in her eyes.
She whispered: "Sister Xiaoyao, when will this battle be over? I miss the old days so much, when my parents were still there and the village was lively."
As he spoke, tears welled up in his eyes, but they stubbornly refused to fall.
Song Yao sighed softly, hugged Xiaotao into her arms, and comforted softly: "It will be over. This battle will be over!"
"We will definitely win!" There was determination in her eyes.
Inside the air-raid shelter, there were mostly injured old, young, women and children.
After hearing their conversation, they all fell silent, their eyes full of despair.
Will he really win?
This group of old, young, women and children have long been tortured physically and mentally by this long and cruel war.
Hunger and cold are like two invisible hands.
Tightly grasping the throats of this group of old, young, women and children.
"Sister, I'm so cold." Xiao Tao shrank into Song Yao's arms again, her little body trembling uncontrollably.
Her young face, hands, and feet were covered with chilblains, which were ulcerated and bleeding.
It looked shocking.
Song Yao quickly wrapped her old and thin coat tighter around Xiao Tao, trying to wrap Xiao Tao completely.
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Others in the air-raid shelter were also freezing and their faces were blue.
If this continues, even if he doesn't starve to death, he will be frozen into an ice sculpture.
At this time, a soldier who was covered with injuries and wore thin and worn clothes slowly walked over.
He took out a few frozen potatoes from his arms, handed them to Song Yao, and said in a hoarse and weak voice:
"Comrade Xiao Song, give it... to the children. I'm injured... I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on for long. It's a waste to keep these potatoes. It's just a matter of time for the children to hold on for a little longer."
Song Yao looked at the soldier's hands that were covered in blood and frostbite.
And the potatoes he handed over.
His eyes suddenly turned red.
She quickly declined and said: "Captain Zhou, this is not possible. You are also injured and need to replenish your strength. You can keep these potatoes for yourself."
In this era of scarcity of supplies and continuous artillery fire.
Even a frozen potato is quite a luxury.
Song Yao knew that these potatoes were the food he was given during a previous mission, so he was reluctant to eat them despite being hungry.
The comrade known as Captain Zhou forced a smile on his lips:
“Maybe the organization will find us in two days, and there will be food by then. Let’s give this to the children first.”
When Song Yao still wanted to say something.
A flash of light flashed in his mind, and something suddenly appeared.
"[Wanjie Chat Group]?"
Song Yao was shocked.
Could it be that this is my golden finger?
Thinking of this, she immediately clicked on the chat group. She was not interested in the 99+ messages in the group.
Instead, I was attracted by an announcement.
[Group Announcement: In the chat group, you can not only communicate with group friends, but also exchange materials. Materials can only be exchanged with the real world. When exchanging, you only need to take photos and upload them or shoot videos to be sent to the other side. There is only one opportunity to exchange supplies every week, so please exchange with caution. 】
"Can we trade with Hyundai?" Song Yao was ecstatic.
He hurriedly sent a message to the chat group.
Su Qian happened to get up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom and received a message from the chat group.
Song Yao (War Years): "I saw that the group announcement seems to be able to exchange materials. I don't have anything valuable here for the time being. Can I owe it first?"
Song Yao (War Years): "I am in urgent need of food and cold-proof clothes. Don't worry, I will definitely find a way to pay you back @Su Qian (Modern City)"
Song Yao was bubbling in the group.
Not only Su Qian, but also other people in the group showed up.
Everyone noticed that even though Song Yao came out to chat, her avatar was still gray and offline.
"What's the situation over there now?"
Su Qian sent a message in confusion, "Don't worry about clothes and food. I'll send it to you. How much do you need?"
Song Yao (war years): "We took refuge in the air-raid shelter. There were about seventy people, mostly injured, old, young, women and children, and a few frontline soldiers who escorted us."