my time as a director

The fire would not hear their voices, not just one, several soldiers caught fire one after another.

But they still lay motionless on the spot, even though the fire was getting bigger and bigger and was about to swallow them up.

The camera gave them a close-up, and the faces of the soldiers on fire were distorted in pain, and they could feel the heart-wrenching pain across the big screen, and the pain penetrated to the marrow.

The more than 1000 soldiers who were lurking around looked at their comrades being burned by the flames, and they were all angry.

Hatred, anger, pain, everyone has the same expression on their faces, and some people can't bear it and dare not watch this scene.

The same goes for the hero, as a comrade in arms, as a health worker, he instinctively wants to crawl over to save them.

"Don't move!" Duan Yihong shouted softly.

"Company commander!" His old face was full of grief and anxiety.

"Lie down and don't move!"

"But"

"This is an order!" Duan Yihong emphasized his tone and reprimanded him. The moment he turned his head, his expression was also extremely painful, and his hands were firmly grabbing the dirt and grass on the ground.

The expressions of the audience in the projection hall were the same as those of the fighters. Time had not washed away the hatred and anger, and they reappeared in everyone's eyes.

The painful scene lasted for a while, and the sky gradually darkened, and the flames on our army's position had already been extinguished.

There are no soldiers in the camera, but every audience knows that many people died just now.

At such a scene, everyone was full of fire in their hearts.

Finally, when night fell, when Wan Lai was silent, a loud and clear sound slid across the sky.

It was the sound of the charge bugle that every Chinese was extremely familiar with, and it sounded so beautiful at this moment.

"Boom!!!"

"Da da da da!!!"

Almost at the same time, the sound of shells, gunshots, and roars full of hatred and hatred filled the entire screening hall.

The volunteer army, who had been concealed for nearly 24 hours, rushed to the enemy's position in the dark night, even the hero who was a health worker and the recruit were no exception, holding guns and eyes burning red, and only the enemies on the ground were left .

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

The simple two words also allowed the audience to completely release their emotions, and everyone shouted these two words in their hearts.

A hearty loud voice slightly soothed the grief of the audience before.

However, it didn't take long for everyone to relax. The next battle of Changjin Lake, the ice sculpture company that frightened the Mi Army, once again caused grief to flood everyone's hearts.

The soldiers of the third company looked at more than 120 comrades in arms who had been frozen into ice sculptures in the ice and snow, and all stood there in a daze.

The lifelike human ice sculptures on the huge big screen have a much stronger impact on the audience than watching the trailer on the computer before.

On the big screen, tears welled up in the male protagonist's eyes, and even Duan Yihong, a man with a cold face for thousands of years, wiped his eyes.

The corners of the audience's eyes were moist, especially some emotional audiences, shed tears involuntarily.

At the scene, there began to be slight sobs.

When the hero picks up a small piece of paper next to the body of a young soldier and reads the suicide note on it, the audience can't help it anymore.

Such a shocking scene, but no one made a sound, and everyone was immersed in great grief.

Sanlian continued to pursue the enemy with anger, and the audience continued to watch the movie with sadness.

The following plot was a little calmer, and after 2 minutes of relaxation, the large-scale battle came again.

The regiment of the third company was ordered to go straight to Songgu Peak, where they wanted to intercept the enemy fleeing south.

The third company, as the vanguard, took the lead to climb Songgu Peak, but before they could build fortifications, a large number of enemy troops arrived along the road.

The enemy was running for his life and wanted to escape from the encirclement, so he immediately launched a violent attack.

This is a war that is more tragic than all the previous scenes!

The enemy's cars, tanks and infantry swarmed in, and the demolition teams used rocket launchers and grenades to face the shells in a near-suicidal manner to blow up the enemy's tanks and armored vehicles.

Countless cannonballs poured down on the positions of the third company. With the addition of top-level audio equipment, the audience in the auditorium felt that the cannonballs were falling beside them.

Tank guns, howitzers, mortars and aerial bombs "turned over" the entire solid rock on the position several times,

The charge was repulsed again and again, and the enemy was completely crazy. They all knew that if they couldn't charge out, they would die.

Shrapnel flew across the battlefield, and people were constantly being shot. The hero shuttled through the hail of bullets, rescuing every wounded.

"puff!"

Another medic recruit was shot and killed.

More and more people died, and the barrel of the machine gun was bent. The machine gunner hurriedly picked up the rifle of the sacrificed comrade next to him, and rushed out screaming, fighting the enemy hand-to-hand.

The bullet pierced a soldier's thigh. He gritted his teeth and used the bullet to plug the wound, stopping the bleeding. The audience was shocked.

The battlefield was extremely tragic, and of course there was something to be happy about. Zhang Yi, who had become a sharpshooter, shuttled in the trenches, constantly harvesting the enemy's heads.

However, the three consecutive hits became less and less, and the male protagonist looked around, and there were no wounded around.

The male protagonist covered in blood looked around, choked up, bent over and ran towards Duan Yihong's trench.

"Captain!"

He shouted from a distance, but suddenly a shell landed in front of Duan Yihong.

The male protagonist was stunned, and the audience was also stunned. The iron-like and cold-faced company commander died just like that.

"company commander"

The male protagonist cried and knelt beside Duan Yihong whose stomach was blown apart, desperately holding a yellowed bandage and spreading it on it.

The yellowed bandages were soon stained red with blood, and the male protagonist just kept crying, although he had already experienced the hail of bullets and life and death without the first time.

The narration sounded: "The company commander just fell in front of me that day, but I couldn't do anything except cry."

"Why are you crying, labor and capital are not dead yet!" Duan Yihong yelled at the male lead.

"Hurry up and rescue the other wounded."