The Rise of the Youth in the War of Resistance

The early morning sun shines on the earth as usual, the warm golden light dispels the morning mist and awakens the sleeping life.

In this quiet and vibrant moment, Zhao Shao finally woke up from a deep sleep.

However, his lucidity was not accompanied by the peaceful breath of morning, but was replaced by an uncontrollable anger.

However, it wasn't long before the anger was gradually drowned out by endless crying.

She cried bitterly and shouted at the top of her lungs:

"Why?

Why is this happening?

They've clearly given up the fight and are willing to watch those things that rightfully belong to them slip away, so why are you still refusing to let them go?!"

This anger stems from his deep confusion and extreme dissatisfaction with his current situation.

Just last night, the unforgettable and horrifying scene lingered in his mind like a nightmare - the extremely brutal and inhumane Japanese devils rushed into the village like hungry wolves, launching a brutal killing and looting.

His crying at this moment came from his deep sympathy for the plight of others and the endless sadness caused by his inability to help.

I watched helplessly as those evil thugs called "devils" acted recklessly and committed one heinous crime after another, while I could only stand there like a fool, unable to do anything.

The pain and helplessness were like a sharp blade, deeply piercing his heart.

Zhao Shao tried hard to recall the events of last night's dream, trying to find out why the system gave him these memories.

But the memory of last night was fragmented in his mind, like a cut film, missing key scenes and plots.

At this moment, Zhao Shao's stomach suddenly made a rumbling sound, as if protesting the fact that he had not eaten for a long time.

This sudden voice instantly deflated Zhao Shao, and all his thoughts vanished into thin air, while his originally high spirits were ruthlessly crushed by reality.

He touched his empty stomach helplessly, knowing in his heart that the most important thing now was not to hold anyone accountable, but to solve the immediate problem of survival.

Before Zhao Shao could fully wake up, he caught a glimpse of Wang Shi busying around not far away.

Wang Shi had already lit a bonfire in the open area. The flames flickered in the morning breeze, illuminating his resolute face.

Wang Shi was seen skillfully turning the roasted rabbit in his hand. It was a fat rabbit that he had caught from somewhere. It was now sizzling under the smoke of the flames and emitting an enticing aroma.

Wang Shi looked up and saw that Zhao Shao had woken up, so he called him over and said,

"Hey, Zhao Shao, I thought you were going to sleep forever."

There was a teasing tone in his words, trying to ease the sudden awkward atmosphere.

However, Zhao Shao was in no mood to respond to his teasing.

He wanted to know what happened last night and why he was here.

"What happened last night? Why did I end up sleeping here?"

Zhao Shao couldn't help but ask Wang Shi.

His voice was hoarse and tired, revealing his inner confusion and puzzlement.

Wang Shi felt a headache when he heard this question.

He recalled the difficulties and setbacks he encountered when searching for Zhao Shao last night, and a feeling of resentment welled up in his heart.

"How dare you say that? You were about to faint in the middle of the night without even telling me in advance.

I walked for a while before I realized that if I hadn't come back to find you out of kindness, you would have been taken away by a passing jackal or leopard.

How can I sleep peacefully here?"

Wang Shi accused mercilessly.

His words were full of blame and dissatisfaction with Zhao Shao's behavior, and also revealed his helplessness and anger about what happened to him last night.

When Zhao Shao heard Wang Shi's accusation, he immediately realized his mistake.

He said repeatedly with apologetic tone:

"I'm so sorry, I didn't expect this to happen."

However, his stomach growled again, as if to tell him that he was extremely hungry.

This sudden voice made Zhao Shao feel embarrassed and awkward.

Wang Shi's heart softened when he saw this. He waved his hand to tell Zhao Shao not to blame himself too much, then took the half-roasted rabbit from the grill and handed it to Zhao Shao.

"It's okay, it's okay, take it and eat it."

Wang Shi spoke gently. His voice was full of kindness and concern, which made Zhao Shao feel warm and comforted.

After Zhao Shao took the food, he began to eat it voraciously.

Seeing Zhao Shao gradually calm down, Wang Shi couldn't help but ask with concern:

"You have been restless since you fell asleep last night.

He moved here and there, mumbling in his sleep from time to time, shouting something like "Little Japanese, fuck your ancestors."

You just woke up and you're doing this again. Are you scared by the murder last night, or did that Japanese do something terrible?

Tell me quickly, what did you dream about last night?

After saying that, Wang Shi even picked up the other half of the roasted rabbit meat in his hand, ready to listen to what kind of dream he had that made him so angry.

Zhao Shao stuck out his tongue and licked his lips gently, as if he was still immersed in the aftertaste of the delicious rabbit, savoring its aroma and taste.

At this time, he saw that Wang Shi had finished speaking and moved closer to him, staring at him with an expectant look.

Zhao Shao knew that if he didn't tell the truth, he would not be able to enjoy this sumptuous rabbit meat dinner with peace of mind.

So, he took a deep breath, then slowly opened his mouth and said:

"Have you ever had this strange experience - when you wake up in the morning, you suddenly realize that your mind has a strange and vague memory, but you can't remember where it came from?

Aren’t you curious about that at all?”

However, Wang Shi shook his head and said that he had never had a similar experience.

Then he continued:

“Even if that happens, it doesn’t matter to me.

After all, my daily life will not be affected too much by this, and I can still live my life as usual.

What’s more, I just asked you what kind of dream you had last night, but you kept talking to me about irrelevant topics!

Tell me honestly, do you simply not want to talk about this?"

As he spoke, Wang Shi picked up a piece of fragrant rabbit meat and put it into his mouth and started chewing.

Zhao Shao shook his head, then nodded and said:

"It's not that I don't want to talk about it, but I feel like I can't explain it clearly."

Wang Shi saw Zhao Shao's action and became even more curious about what kind of dream he had. "It doesn't matter if you can explain it clearly or not, just tell me."

"We agreed that you asked me to say it, so don't say after I finish speaking that I only told half of it." Zhao Shao muttered.

Curious, Wang Shi urged again, "Hurry up! I've almost eaten half of the rabbit meat."

Zhao Shao fell into memory and said slowly: "It was a snowy season, and a woman was boiling a pot of water... The Japanese slaughtered the unarmed elderly, weak, women and children...

Just tell me if you want to kill those devils you see?"

Wang Shi listened quietly to every word Zhao Shao said. His face, which was originally as calm as water, was now changing rapidly like the wind and clouds.

At first, his eyes showed a hint of pity, as if he felt deeply saddened by the suffering Zhao Shao had experienced;

Then, his expression turned into deep sympathy, as if he could empathize with the other person.

However, as time went on, Wang Shi became more and more agitated, and in the end, he couldn't help but become angry!

He tightly grasped the rabbit meat in his hand, as if using it as a tool to vent his anger, and growled with gnashing teeth:

"From now on, if I see one of these damned devils, I will kill them, and if I see a pair of them, I will chop them off..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly turned his head to look at Zhao Shao and asked impatiently:

"So, how does this story develop next?"

Zhao Shao helplessly spread his hands, smiled wryly, and replied, "There's no further news."

Immediately afterwards, a brutal and unbearable one-sided beating began.

Poor Zhao Shao had no power to fight back and could only endure it all silently.

But at this moment, he was repeatedly thinking about what Wang Shi had said before - "You should continue to live your life the same way you should."

When Wang Shi threw another fierce punch, Zhao Shao finally lost his patience and shouted with his eyes wide open:

"OK!

Just wait and see. When I get the chance in the future, I will definitely teach you a lesson!"

Wang Shi seemed unconcerned, even clapping his hands lightly, and responded in an extremely provocative tone:

"Hey!

Just you?

Come on, if you dare, I want to see how much you weigh!"

If Zhao Shao was willing to be beaten just now, then Wang Shi's blatant provocation at this moment was like adding fuel to the fire, instantly igniting the anger in Zhao Shao's heart.

Without saying a word, he immediately stood up and chased after Wang Shi, vowing to compete with him.

Unfortunately, things went against his wishes. No matter how hard Zhao Shao tried, he was always at a disadvantage and could not turn the tide of the battle.

In this way, the two chased and played all the way, and unknowingly they were gradually approaching the peaceful and tranquil town...