The Rise of the Youth in the War of Resistance

Wang Yaxin frowned, looked at the densely packed enemies outside the city, then looked at Zhao Shao, hesitated for a moment, and said slowly:

“If you leave, the city’s defense will be even weaker.

But the current situation is indeed very critical.”

Zhao Shao said anxiously:

"Captain, if we don't leave now, it will be too late. We can break out from the west gate, and there may be a glimmer of hope.

The defense at the west gate is relatively loose, so if we take them by surprise, we might be able to succeed."

Wang Yaxin gritted his teeth and finally nodded in agreement:

“Okay, be careful.

You must come back alive and reunite with us."

Zhao Shao led Liu San and others to the hospital. As soon as they entered the ward, they shouted:

"Don't panic, everyone. I'm Zhao Shao. We need to retreat now. We can't stay here and die!"

Everyone in the ward shouted in unison:

"No, we will live and die with the city!"

A soldier waved his fist, his face determined, his eyes revealing his determination to die.

Zhao Shao stepped forward, looked at everyone, and said sincerely:

"Everyone, listen to me. As long as there are green mountains, there is no fear of running out of firewood.

If we break out now, we still have a chance to fight again.

If we all die here, there will be nothing left.”

As he spoke, he patted the soldiers on the shoulders one by one, trying to calm them down.

Everyone looked at each other and began to waver.

Zhao Shao strikes while the iron is hot:

“Our sacrifice cannot be in vain, there are still many battles to be fought.

Our families are waiting for us, and we have to live for them."

Everyone followed reluctantly.

When they arrived at the west gate, they were surprised to find that the guards were nowhere to be seen and the gate was wide open.

Zhao Shao's heart sank. He quickly stepped forward, looked around, and muttered to himself:

“The people here must have escaped.

These cowards actually abandoned the city and fled."

At this time, the gunfire at the east gate gradually weakened. It was obvious that Captain Wang could not withstand the enemy's attack and began to retreat.

Zhao Shao shouted:

"No time to hesitate, rush out from the west gate!"

Upon hearing this, everyone followed him and rushed out from the west gate.

Their footsteps made a hurried sound on the cobblestone road, and everyone's heart was filled with tension and anxiety.

Unfortunately, at the intersection they encountered a dozen people led by Jiang Shi.

Jiang Shi was walking leisurely, humming a little tune and playing with a pistol in his hand, without any defense at all.

There was a smug smile on his face, as if he was thankful for being able to survive the war.

Zhao Shao saw the enemy, his eyes narrowed, and he quickly dodged behind a large tree, shouting:

"There are enemies, use your guns to fight!"

His voice was steady and decisive, with the authority of a veteran.

His eyes were fixed on the enemy, and he was quickly formulating a battle plan in his mind.

After hearing the order, the soldiers immediately scattered and looked for objects around them that could serve as cover.

Some hid behind large rocks, some hid in dense bushes, and others lay on the ground and used the slopes to cover their bodies. After finding a suitable position, they raised their weapons without hesitation, aimed at the enemy in front of them, and pulled the trigger to start shooting.

Jiang Shi was originally standing there directing the battle, but when the enemy's dense rain of bullets suddenly attacked, he was really scared. His face instantly turned pale as paper, and a look of extreme fear was revealed on his face.

He waved his hands and shouted at the top of his lungs:

“Hurry up!

Fight back!"

However, at the same time he shouted, he turned around suddenly like a frightened rabbit and ran towards the narrow and rugged path next to him.

His steps seemed extremely hurried, as if something extremely terrifying was chasing him from behind.

He almost fell to the ground accidentally, but even so, he had no intention of stopping and ran even faster.

At the same time, the pistol he was carrying slipped from his hand due to his hasty and nervous movements and fell into the grass beside him.

But at this moment, Jiang Shi had no time to care about these things. The only thing on his mind was to escape from this terrible place full of death threats as quickly as possible.

On the other side, Zhao Shao led everyone to fight the enemy fearlessly.

Relying on excellent tactical coordination and tenacious fighting spirit, they quickly eliminated the enemies who attempted to block their way forward.

Afterwards, according to the plan agreed upon with Wang Shi in advance, they marched rapidly towards their retreat point - Pingxiang.

Along the way, they traveled along the winding mountain paths.

The scorching sun shone down mercilessly, making everyone sweat profusely, and their clothes were already soaked with sweat.

Moreover, the long run made their legs feel as heavy as if they were filled with lead, and every step required great effort.

But despite this, none of them dared to stop and rest for a moment, because they knew that time was running out and any delay would lead to them being in desperate situation.

However, what no one expected was that Jiang Shi did not give up after escaping.

His unwillingness to give up drove him to regroup more than twenty of his men and chase after them aggressively.

Unfortunately, many soldiers in the team led by Zhao Shao were seriously injured and their movements were very slow.

Therefore, when they came to a more dangerous mountain area, they were ultimately unable to escape the pursuit of Jiang Shi and others.

Seeing the opponent gradually approaching, a fierce life-and-death contest seems inevitable...

Enemies are extremely jealous when they meet.

When Zhao Shao saw Jiang, his eyes burned with anger and he shouted:

"Liu Mazi, take the wounded and leave quickly. Liu San, Xiao Si and I will stay behind to hold back the enemy!"

Liu Mazi looked at Zhao Shao with worry in his eyes. He warned:

"Take good care of Liu San!"

After saying that, he led the remaining soldiers and quietly circled to the top of the mountain where Jiang Shi and others were.

He walked lightly, fearing to be discovered by the enemy, and there was a hint of determination in his eyes.

Zhao Shao raised his gun and fired at the enemy, roaring:

"Come on, fuck you! Today is the day you die!"

Every bullet he fired was filled with hatred and was aimed at the enemy.

Liu San was not to be outdone. Although he was shot in the arm, he still held the gun tightly with his other hand and shouted through gritted teeth:

"Damn it, come on!"

Beads of sweat the size of beans kept rolling down his forehead, but his eyes remained firm.

Xiao Si took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down. His hands kept pulling the bolt, shooting, pulling it again, and shooting again. His body trembled slightly, but his fingers never stopped.

Just as Zhao Shao was about to tell Liu San and the others to retreat, Liu Mazi, who was carrying a bomb, suddenly appeared among Jiang Shi and the others like a god descending from the sky. He shouted:

"go to hell!"

Immediately afterwards, with a loud "bang", Liu Mazi, Jiang Shi and others died together.

Flames shot up into the sky, lighting up the entire valley.

The remaining enemies were stunned by the sudden explosion, and Zhao Shao and others took the opportunity to shoot them dead one by one.

Gun smoke filled the air, and the pungent smell made it hard to breathe.

The war finally ended. Liu San wept bitterly at Liu Mazi's grave. He knelt on the ground, pounding his hands on the ground, tears streaming down his face.

"Uncle, why are you so stupid..."

His cries echoed in the valley, filled with sorrow and reluctance.

Zhao Shao looked into the distance, feeling mixed emotions.

In this battle to defend Yongxin, they lost too much, but they also tried their best.

In these troubled times, the road ahead is still confusing and difficult, but the faith in their hearts has never been extinguished. It is the desire for peace and tranquility, and the unyielding backbone in the war that supports them to continue moving forward in these years of the Republic of China that are full of unknowns and dangers.