The Rise of the Youth in the War of Resistance

Yu San was stunned by his question, scratched his head and said:

"Zhao Shao, I can't really say, but whether it's reality or a dream, we have to live well, right?"

Yu San thought to himself, maybe Zhao Shao was really confused by the electric shock, but seeing his serious look, it didn't seem like he was talking nonsense.

Yu San's brows furrowed slightly, his eyes filled with confusion and concern.

Those two thick eyebrows were tightly twisted together like two tangled ropes.

With Yu San's comfort, Zhao Shao was still lost in deep thought.

Fragments of that strange world and various aspects of reality kept interweaving in his mind.

The silence of the night made his thoughts even deeper. The moonlight filtered through the narrow gap in the tent like water, gently falling on his furrowed brow.

The moonlight seemed to want to peek into the secrets in his heart, but it could only illuminate his furrowed brow and confused eyes.

He kept pondering whether everything he had experienced was real or an illusion.

The sad scene of his father's passing in that strange world, as well as the thrilling explosion, kept replaying in his mind like a movie.

Every replay was like a sharp knife piercing his heart.

His fingers unconsciously tugged at a corner of the quilt, which had been wrinkled by him. The inner entanglement made it difficult for him to fall asleep.

The next morning, sunlight shone through the gaps in the tent and fell on Zhao Shao's face like golden threads.

The rays of sunlight were like gentle hands, caressing his face gently.

He slowly opened his eyes, and there was a hint of clarity in his eyes, but they were still filled with deep thought.

After a night of thinking, although he hadn't figured it out completely, he already had some vague ideas in mind.

At this moment, Platoon Leader Hu came to visit with Yu Xin and others. Platoon Leader Hu's loud voice came from afar:

"Zhao Shao, you finally seem to be a bit more energetic!"

He strode into the tent, each step filled with urgency and concern.

There was a relieved smile on his face, which made the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes appear deeper, like ravines carved by time.

He walked to Zhao Shao's bed, patted his shoulder heavily, and said:

"Boy, you've been worrying us these past few days!"

Yu Xin also hurried over and said with concern:

"yes!

Squad leader, you made us so worried!

We hope every day that you can get better soon. If you don't, the platoon leader might ruin our training."

Yuxin's eyes were bloodshot, like fine spider webs, clearly from not getting enough rest. His hair was a little messy, and his clothes were slightly wrinkled.

Others also echoed,

"Yes, squad leader, you have to get better soon!"

Platoon Leader Hu immediately became furious and retorted:

"Am I that bad, you guys? I was doing that for your own good, right?"

Liu Wei knew that Platoon Leader Hu would not take action, and he also complained that he could not bear it without Zhao Shao's care that day.

Zhao Shao looked at them, a warm feeling welling up in his heart, and said:

"Platoon Leader Hu, calm down. They're doing this for my own good. I've made everyone worry."

His voice was still a little weak, but full of gratitude.

Although the voice was weak, it was filled with deep emotion, as if it was squeezed out from the deepest part of the heart.

Platoon Leader Hu pulled over a chair and sat down. The chair made a creaking sound, which was particularly harsh in the quiet tent.

He looked at Zhao Shao and said seriously:

"Zhao Shao, no matter what you've been through, we have to move forward. The troops are still waiting for you to return!"

His eyes were firm and full of expectation, like a bright lamp, trying to illuminate the haze in Zhao Shao's heart.

Zhao Shao nodded and fell into a brief silence.

He knew that what Platoon Leader Hu said was right, but the confusion in his heart still remained.

His eyes were a little wandering and his lips trembled slightly, as if he wanted to say something but didn't know where to start.

Everyone chatted for a while, talking about some recent news in the army, trying to cheer Zhao Shao up.

But Zhao Shao was always a little absent-minded. Everyone saw it and didn't want to disturb him too much, so they left and left Zhao Shao to think alone.

In the next few days, Zhao Shao tried hard to resume his normal life and training.

The next morning, he quickly got up at the wake-up call, washed up briefly, and headed to the training ground.

This incident made him confused, but he was also aware of the changes in the overall situation in the future. He had to train himself in advance so that he would have a greater chance of surviving on the battlefield in the future.

His steps were firm and powerful, and his eyes were full of determination.

But on the training ground, he would often get distracted and think of that strange world.

Whenever he was distracted, his eyes would become wandering and his movements would slow down by half a beat.

Whenever it was late at night and everyone was asleep, he would toss and turn in bed.

Moonlight shone through the window onto his bed, forming patches of silvery light.

He looked at the silver-white scene, his mind full of thoughts.

“What on earth is going on?

Is this my real experience, or is it a very real dream? "

He kept asking himself, but he could never find the answer.

His eyes flickered with confusion in the darkness, and his breathing became rapid and heavy.

Just as Zhao Shao was lost in confusion, the system's voice rang out in his mind:

“Don’t dwell on what was true or false in the past. What matters is what you learned from it and how you face the future.”

Zhao Shao was startled by the sudden sound. He sat up suddenly and his heart beat rapidly.

"who?

Who is speaking?

Is it the system?

But there was only silent darkness around him, and no one responded to him.

Cold sweat broke out on his forehead and his hands clutched the bed sheets tightly.

After a while, he calmed down and realized that this might be a system prompt.

He began to recall every detail of his time in that strange world. His father's departure made him understand the fragility and preciousness of life. The pain of losing a loved one was engraved in his heart like a knife.

His persistence and hard work in the face of numerous difficulties made him realize that human potential is unlimited.

The fear, struggle and eventual breakthrough in the face of difficulties have all become valuable experiences for him.

"Perhaps, the system is telling me that the purpose of moving forward is not to find a definite answer, but to grow and improve through continuous experience."

Zhao Shao muttered to himself.

His voice was particularly clear in the silent tent, as if he was speaking to his soul deep in his heart.

He decided not to dwell on this problem anymore and instead focus on his current life and work.

On the training ground, Zhao Shao worked harder than ever. As he ran, sweat fell like rain, and every drop of sweat gleamed in the sunlight.

Every step he took was full of power, and the dust under his feet was raised up, forming clouds of smoke.

When shooting, his eyes were focused and determined, as if the bull's eye was the difficulty he wanted to overcome.

His shouts were louder than ever, full of determination and fighting spirit. The sound echoed in the training ground, inspiring himself and infecting others.

Platoon Leader Hu was delighted to see the changes in Zhao Shao.

He often observed silently from the side, and seeing Zhao Shao working so hard, he knew that this young man was slowly coming out of the haze.

Platoon Leader Hu's eyes were full of approval and expectation. He would occasionally nod slightly with the corners of his mouth raised.

During breaks in training, Zhao Shao would sit under the shade of trees with his comrades to rest.

They drank water in big gulps, and the water overflowed from the corners of their mouths, flowed down their necks, and wet their collars.

He wiped the sweat off his face with a towel and started chatting about life.

Yuxin smiled and said:

"Captain, when I leave the army, I will go back to my hometown, marry a wife, farm, and live a stable life."

His eyes were full of longing for a simple life in the future, and his face was filled with a happy smile.

Liu Wei continued:

"That's so boring! I want to go out into the city and make some money!"

He had an ambitious look on his face and a gleam in his eyes.

Platoon Leader Hu listened, smiled and shook his head:

"You guys all have so many ideas. As for me, I just hope to stay in the army and watch you all succeed."

There was a hint of emotion and relief in Platoon Leader Hu's smile.

Zhao Shao also participated in the discussion and said:

"No matter what happens in the future, we must train hard now and not bring shame to the army."

Everyone nodded in agreement.

When everyone was resting in the tent at night, someone talked about the delicious food from their hometown.

"The bowl of beef noodles in my hometown is so delicious!"

Yuxin licked his lips, as if he had already smelled the fragrance.

His Adam's apple rolled up and down and he swallowed.

Liu Wei missed the braised pork made by his mother:

"My mom's braised pork is amazing, fatty but not greasy."

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, as if savoring the familiar taste.

Zhao Shao smiled and said:

"When you have the chance, bring some delicacies from your hometown so we can taste them."

Everyone was talking at once, and laughter echoed in the air.

These simple words, full of love for life and expectations for the future, made Zhao Shao feel the deep friendship between his comrades and made him cherish this short time even more.

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