Crossing North Korea, I became a US soldier, and my opponent was my grandfather.

The soldier found a plaid skirt.

Jo turned over and walked into the tent, wearing only her skirt, and cursed, "The British are so mean, where did they hide the man?"

The soldiers dug deep but still couldn't find it. They were frustrated and even more curious: "How could a living person disappear out of thin air?"

Qiao Fanshen also said: "We Tibetans are the most secretive in hiding. These foreign devils are even better at hiding women than we are."

One soldier said: "They fought desperately, maybe to protect the woman who ran away first."

“Then we should see it too.”

"Maybe they were wearing male soldiers' clothes, and they were tall."

The soldiers thought it made sense.

While chatting and laughing, Captain Zhang arrived with Captain Chu and his party.

Captain Zhang saw Qiao turning over and leading his men to search around, some of them holding skirts, and asked angrily, "What are you doing?"

Joe turned over, puzzled: "Captain, look, the British woman's skirt is here, and she ran away."

Captain Zhang kicked him and said, "What do you want to do if the enemy hasn't escaped? Qiao Fanshe, you are becoming more and more outrageous. I tell you, your promotion to platoon leader is over!"

Director Qi from the group came over and laughed when he saw the skirt in Qiao Fanshen's hand. He explained, "Qiao Fanshen, you misunderstood. Wearing a skirt does not necessarily mean you are a woman. This is a man's skirt."

Joe turned over and felt incredible with his fighters.

"There is a country called Scotland in Britain. All the men there wear skirts. This is their skirt. There are no women there. Don't be curious."

The soldiers became even more curious: "Men wearing skirts."

Captain Zhang snatched the skirt and said, "Don't waste your time. Qiao Fanshen, you lead the men to clean up the British military camp. After you're done, chase eastward. I'll give you two more squads." After saying that, he led his men away.

Major Scott led his remaining troops and fled frantically towards the American military camp.

Lieutenant Weiss caught up and reported the tragic news: "Captain Erkin was killed."

Scott was shocked. Lieutenant Erkin was the grandson of the Earl. His grandfather was killed by lightning in India. Now his grandson was also dead. How could he explain to the Countess? Scott was flustered.

Weiss suggested: "Quickly send a telegram to the Americans and ask them to provide support, otherwise none of us will be able to escape."

Before he could finish his words, there was an explosion in front, the tank leading the way was blown over, and the truck that was nearby flew into the sky.

There were blazing flames and countless bullets were fired.

These were the Chinese soldiers who were blocking the way. They had no chance to climb onto Qiao's overturned truck and were frozen in the snow for nearly two hours.

When they saw the British convoy, the soldiers opened fire and cursed: "Why did you come so late? You left us freezing here for so long."

Scott organized a counterattack and then sent a rescue telegram to the US army.

After Qiao Youzhi received it, he gave it to Lewis: "What should we do? Should we save him?"

Lewis muttered, "We were able to capture a few prisoners in a battle a few days ago, but today we were beaten so badly that we need support."

"Who knows."

"The British people cry out when they encounter a little difficulty, alas."

"Should we save him?" Qiao Youzhi asked, holding the telegram.

Lewis was embarrassed: "Can we save him? What if we go out and can't come back?"

Qiao Youzhi threw the telegram on the ground and stepped on it: "You are right."

Lewis looked at the telegram at his feet, feeling extremely sad: "Scott will send another telegram to the rear headquarters."

Sure enough, the army headquarters issued an order to assist the British allies.

Lewis called back: "Reinforcements have been dispatched."

Then he called Jefferson and Qiao Youzhi and said, "You lead a company to carry out the rescue mission."

The two men called Pastor Ivan to join the action.

Ivan was unwilling to do so: "Why are you asking me to go? You are here to save the living, not the dead!"

Qiao Youzhi said: "We haven't arrived yet, so who knows whether the person we rescued is alive or dead."

On the way, Qiao Youzhi discussed with Jefferson: "The Chinese are best at tactical means of besieging a point and attacking its reinforcements. For example, this time, they used a small part of their forces to besiege the British army, and the main force ambushed them halfway, waiting for us to fall into their trap."

Jefferson pounded his fist on the jeep.

"We must be very careful in this operation. We must find out whether the British are really being beaten to death or are just harassing us."

Jefferson said angrily: "No matter what, we can't jump into the fire pit. The lives of American boys are precious."

With his words, Qiao Youzhi felt relieved and told Pastor Ivan: "You are alive again, prepare to be saved."

The convoy drove near the battlefield.

The sound of gunfire in battle could be heard clearly.

Qiao Youzhi patted Jefferson on the shoulder and said, "Listen, the Chinese army's firepower is sparse, not even the explosion of grenades."

Jefferson was furious: "These bastards, they deserve to die."

"We can't go any further. It might be an ambush."

Several officers quickly reached a consensus and stopped where they were, looking at the battlefield in the distance, still very angry.

Fierce gunfire sounded behind the British army, and Captain Chu and Company Commander Zhang caught up.

Jefferson asked, "What's going on?"

Qiao Youzhi explained: "I've hunted before. How can you attract a big beast by catching a small beast? Torture the small beast and it will scream in pain. The big beast will lose its mind and rush out regardless of everything, falling into the hunter's trap."

Jefferson nodded: "We are big beasts, we can't lose our minds."

"No matter how shrill the little beast's cry is, we can't go over there because it's not our own child," Pastor Ivan also said.

Scott could no longer bear it, and the rescue telegrams came one after another.

Lewis contacted Jefferson via the walkie-talkie: "What's going on? Have you arrived yet?"

Jefferson looked at Qiao Youzhi: How to answer?

Qiao Youzhi took out a submachine gun, called a few soldiers, and fired a volley of bullets into the air.

Jefferson shouted at the top of his voice: "We are fighting and encountering fierce resistance from the Chinese army."

Lewis responded: "You should be careful too."

Putting down the walkie-talkie, several American officers looked into the distance.

Qiao Youzhi expressed an idea: "Do you care about the life and death of the British people?"

"Why should I care about them?"

"Do you care about your own life?"

"definitely."

"There are two options now. One is that we risk our lives to save them..."

"Impossible, just say the second option." Jefferson said, slapping his thigh.

"The second way, we have to stop the fighting over there immediately."

Ivan couldn't listen any longer: "George, why are you keeping us in suspense? Are we gods? Can we stop the enemy from attacking? If we could, we would still be fighting with machine guns. It's incredible to summon gods."

"What I mean is that as long as one side stops fighting back, the battle is over."

Jefferson's mind turned and he understood what it meant.

"Let's do our part to stop the British from fighting."

"How can we help? We can't attack them from two sides together with the Chinese." Ivan was puzzled.

"How can that be possible? That's a crime." Qiao Youzhi said righteously, and then changed the subject: "We brought flares and fired them at the British."

Jefferson thought it made sense: "This way, the Chinese army won't fight in the dark, and we won't fire lethal weapons. It's morally justifiable and conscientious."

Think of this and take action immediately.

Pastor Ivan made the sign of the cross on his chest, and the flare was so bright that it illuminated the way to heaven.