The Rise of the Youth in the War of Resistance

On this dark and windy night, Zhangjiabao was tightly surrounded by the peasant army. Xiao Si shouted at the top of his lungs in his dialect with a strong rural accent:

"Those on the other side, stop resisting!

Just surrender!

This way Xinxu still has a way to survive.

Think of your wives and children."

His voice echoed in the silent night air, carrying an unquestionable menace.

Upon hearing this, the ten remaining guards at Zhangjiabao looked at each other, fear and uncertainty spreading in their hearts like a tide.

One of the guards couldn't help but plead with Zhang Yi:

"Second Castle Master, why don't you surrender?

We can't win.

We really don't know how many people are on the other side!"

Zhang Yi looked disdainful and spat:

"Are you teaching me what to do?"

The guard looked innocent and said bitterly:

"Brother, it's not that I don't want to do this!

The enemy's firepower was too strong.

I can’t resist it!”

Zhang Yi put down the box gun in his hand irritably and looked around vigilantly.

At this moment, a guard who was about to shoot was pulling the bolt of his gun, but with a "bang", the guard was bleeding in the dark night. This sudden scene made Zhang Yi's heart beat involuntarily, and he hesitated whether to surrender.

However, the sound of gunfire from the other side of Zhangjiabao continued, as if reminding him of his duty. He gritted his teeth and yelled, cursing:

"Damn it! If anyone talks about surrendering again, I'll kill you. Didn't you hear the castle lord has already brought people to support us?"

The view turns to the first row leader Xiao Si.

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Xiao Si and his three comrades quickly hid behind a big rock, their eyes fixed on the front.

They found that Zhang Erzheng and several guards were carelessly moving towards the back of Zhao Shao. The bright torches were particularly conspicuous in the dark night and became their obvious mark, but they were completely unaware of the danger behind the stone.

Xiao Si lowered his voice and whispered:

"Listen to my orders later. I'll beat you up when I say so. Do you understand?"

The other three responded quietly, "Understood!"

Afterwards, the four of them quickly dispersed, each looking for the best shooting position, with their guns pointed at the path that Zhang Er and his group had to pass.

And on the mountainside road.

Zhang Er was still there, bossing the guards around:

"Hurry up... give it to me. If... my brother dies... you won't be able to live any longer. Listen... understand..."

A well-trained guard, who spoke fluently, responded quickly and respectfully after hearing the order:

"Don't worry, Third Castle Master, I understand!"

His voice was firm and powerful, revealing decisiveness and confidence.

Then, the five people quickened their pace without hesitation, their feet moving fast, as if there was an extremely urgent task waiting for them to complete.

However, they were completely unaware that in the pitch-black night, four black gun muzzles were silently aiming at them like poisonous snakes hidden in the darkness.

The muzzles of the guns exuded a chilling aura, like the scythe of the god of death, just waiting for them to step step by step into the carefully laid death trap.

Xiao Si, who had been closely watching the development of the situation, saw that the time was ripe. He suddenly raised his hand, waved it vigorously, and shouted an order at the same time:

"Brothers, hit me hard!

Don’t let any one go!”

Just as he finished speaking, a burst of dense and sharp gunfire suddenly rang out all around.

The peasant army soldiers pulled the trigger without hesitation, and bullets roared out from the black muzzles like ignited fire dragons.

These bullets were spinning at high speed in the air, carrying a fierce momentum, and shot straight towards Zhang Er and his group of five at an astonishing speed.

In an instant, two of the five people who were originally full of energy and vigor fell into a pool of blood with screams.

Blood splattered everywhere, dyeing the surrounding land red, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

The guard who responded first was a veteran and experienced man, and he quickly recovered from his shock.

He stared with wide eyes, his face filled with horror at the tragic sight of his companion falling, and then shouted at the top of his lungs:

"Oh no! The enemy is ahead, everyone, quickly fire back!"

Hearing his cry, the other two survivors woke up as if from a dream. They hurriedly turned their guns and fired wildly in the direction where the bullets came from.

However, due to the darkness of the night and obstructed vision, they could not see the enemy's exact position at all. They could only shoot blindly based on their feelings, their hearts filled with fear and despair.

This round of gunfire broke the original standoff and caused Zhao Shao and Zhang Yi, who were not far away, to quickly fall into a melee while they were talking.

Although Zhang Yi spoke incoherently, his movements were extremely agile. He immediately threw away the torch, took cover of the weeds, quickly set up the light machine gun, and launched a fierce counterattack.

Bullets poured down like raindrops towards the peasant army, and the "da da da da da" sound of gunfire was deafening.

Zhao Shao looked at the fierce firepower that had resumed from the opposite side, frowned, and said with gritted teeth:

"These bastards, it seems they need to step up a bit."

Without hesitation, he took a grenade from the soldier beside him, skillfully pulled the fuse, spun it twice in the air, and then threw it hard towards the side of the wall fort where firepower was intensive.

The grenade drew an arc in the air and flew straight towards the target with a breath of death.

This time, luck did not favor Zhang Yi. The grenade exploded with great power, and flames shot up into the sky. Zhang Yi was shocked by the impact of the explosion and died on the spot. The two guards beside him also could not escape the disaster and were blown to the ground.

The remaining guards lost their backbone when they saw their leader was gone. One of them shouted in panic:

"The Second Castle Master is gone, run!"

Following his shout, the guards who had originally wanted to run away no longer hesitated. They ignored Zhao Shao and slid back.

Zhao Shao saw that the enemy's formation was in disarray and morale was completely lost, so he decisively ordered:

"Charge, comrades."

Gave an order,

"Come on!"

The shouts resounded through the sky, and the peasant soldiers rushed towards the enemy like tigers descending from the mountains.

The guards who still had some concerns were frightened by the sudden momentum and fled in defeat.

However, the intermittent sound of gunfire from the mountainside still rang out, as if indicating that the battle was not yet completely over.

Zhao Shao frowned, calmly analyzed the situation, and then ordered:

"Squad Two stay and continue the pursuit. Those of Squad One who are still here, follow me."

After saying that, he led the first squad of soldiers and quickly ran towards the direction where the gunshots were heard on the mountainside. Their figures gradually disappeared in the darkness, leaving only Xiao Si and the second squad of soldiers chasing after the fleeing enemy, their footsteps raising clouds of dust.

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