The Rise of the Youth in the War of Resistance

Mao Xiaosi's sacrifice was like a huge rock thrown into a calm lake, instantly causing thousands of waves.

Mao San, who had always wanted to live a peaceful life, completely exploded.

Mao San's eyes were instantly ignited by the flames of hatred. His rationality faded like a candle in the wind, and he roared desperately:

"I'm going to kill you and avenge Xiao Si!"

Every word seemed to be squeezed out from between teeth, carrying endless grief, anger and determination.

His body leaned forward, his muscles tensed, as if he was about to rush towards the enemy like an arrow.

Yu Jie, a squad leader hiding behind a big rock, witnessed this scene and was extremely anxious.

His hand quickly pulled the bolt, and with a crisp metallic clang, the bullet was loaded.

He stood up suddenly, pointed his gun at the enemy, and shouted:

"Mao San, come back soon!

You are courting death!"

The voice echoed across the empty battlefield, carrying both command and worry.

However, Mao San was blinded by anger and ignored Yujie's cries. There was only one thought in his mind - revenge.

Yujie helplessly watched Mao San rushing towards Zhang Er frantically. He could only shoot to cover him while watching the tragedy unfold.

Mao San ran wildly in the hail of bullets, his steps staggering but firm, his eyes fixed on Zhang Er.

Zhang Erze watched Mao San die coldly, a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then he quickly turned the muzzle of the machine gun.

"Da da da……"

Machine guns spewed out flames and bullets poured down like a rainstorm.

Mao San's body was instantly stained red with blood. He opened his eyes wide, as if he still couldn't believe that he would fall down like this. He fell heavily to the ground with unfulfilled hatred.

Yujie's heart felt like it was hit hard, and pain spread throughout his body.

He took a deep breath, suppressed his grief, and shouted to the remaining soldiers in the squad:

"Be careful!"

The soldier nodded, his eyes showing a bit more caution and determination.

He gripped the weapon tightly in his hand, crouched down, and looked for better cover.

After Zhang Er dealt with Mao San, he saw that Xiao Si's firepower had weakened, and a hint of pride flashed in his eyes.

He increased the firepower of the machine gun, and bullets swept towards the big rock where Xiao Si was like a whirlwind.

The stones were hit and sparks flew everywhere, and debris flew everywhere.

Xiao Si and his only remaining comrade were in a difficult situation under the fierce fire suppression.

They could only occasionally stick their heads out and fire back, trying to delay time.

Xiao Si knew in his heart that the gunfire in Zhangjiabao had not stopped, which meant that the mission was still going on.

He gritted his teeth and said to his comrades beside him:

"Brother, hold on, we can't retreat!"

The comrade nodded firmly, his forehead covered with sweat and dust.

The two men fired alternately. When one shot, the other quickly pulled the bolt. Although they cooperated well, they could not hide their disadvantages.

At this time, the fluently speaking guard beside Zhang Er spoke:

"Second in command, let's press on and get rid of them once and for all!"

After hearing this, Zhang Er's eyes flashed with cruelty. He continued to control the machine gun while speaking in his not-so-fluent voice:

"Go..., don't... let them... run away!

Hit me...!”

As he spoke, he stood up and rushed forward with a machine gun, followed closely by the other two guards.

Xiao Si and his comrades watched the enemy approaching step by step, and a feeling of despair surged in their hearts.

They kept firing, but could not stop the enemy's attack.

Suddenly, a bullet whizzed past, and the soldier who was firing alternately next to Xiao Si was unable to dodge and was hit by the bullet.

He groaned and slowly fell down, his eyes filled with unwillingness and reluctance to leave his comrades.

Xiao Si felt a sharp pain in his heart and roared:

"Brother, have a safe journey. I will definitely avenge you!"

Shoot at the enemy frantically, but the bullets are limited after all.

Soon, the gun in Xiao Si's hand made a "clicking" sound, and the gun was empty.

He looked at the enemy, there was no fear in his eyes, only the determination to die.

He slowly pulled out a grenade from his waist and whispered to himself:

"The mission is finally completed."

His hands trembled slightly, not because of fear, but because of excitement and grief.

He pulled the safety pin of the grenade, ready to die with the enemy.

At this critical moment, a burst of continuous gunfire broke the brief silence on the battlefield.

Platoon leader Zhao Shao arrived like a god with reinforcements.

They charged and shouted:

"Kill!

Revenge for our dead brothers!"

At the same time, grenades streaked across the sky like meteors and exploded in the enemy's formation.

Fires shot into the sky and smoke filled the air.

Zhang Er turned his head in horror and tried to fight back against Zhao Shao and others with a machine gun.

However, the shrapnel from the grenade flew towards him like the Grim Reaper's scythe.

His eyes widened, his face full of despair and unwillingness, and he was eventually hit by shrapnel, ending his sinful life.

After the battle, the battlefield was filled with the pungent smell of gunpowder.

Xiao Si looked at Zhao Shao with a mixture of satisfaction and fatigue in his eyes. Zhao Shao quickly walked up to Xiao Si, patted him on the shoulder and said:

"Well done, brother, you completed your mission. We are late."

Xiao Si shook his head and said in a hoarse and sorrowful voice, "I'm sorry, Platoon Leader Zhao, I didn't do a good job as a squad leader and didn't bring them to you in one piece!"

Zhao Shao put his service pistol into his pocket, put his hands on the shoulders of squad leader Yu Jie and said:

"They are all great, but you have to cheer up. Have you completed the tasks they assigned to you?

Live well."

The surviving soldiers gathered around, their faces covered in dust and blood, but their eyes revealed the joy of victory.

“My condolences!

squad leader.

San and Xiao Si, their souls have returned to their hometowns and will not blame you."

"Squad leader, you still have us?"

……

On this land stained with blood, they composed a tragic war song with their lives and courage, and this battle will become an indelible memory in their hearts, inspiring them to continue to move forward bravely in future battles and to pay any price to protect this land and its people.