The Rise of the Youth in the War of Resistance

In July 1927, the night was as dark as ink, shrouding Yongxin County.

Zhao Shao, the squad leader of the Self-Defense Force under Wang Yaxin, was quietly approaching the city gate with the team.

Zhao Shao, a young man who accidentally traveled from modern death to the Republic of China era, feels as heavy and confused as this dark night.

He originally lived an ordinary life in modern times, but an accident brought him to this turbulent era.

He has a mysterious system that reminds him to avoid death at critical moments. But at this moment, facing the fierce battle that is about to break out, the system's prompts cannot calm his inner fear.

Zhao Shao held the heavy gun tightly in his hand, as if it was the last straw of his life.

At this moment, his palms were full of sweat, and the wet feeling made it difficult for him to hold the gun handle.

The rapid heartbeat was particularly clear in the deathly silent atmosphere, and each beat hit his chest like a hammer.

He slowly turned his head and glanced at his comrades who were fighting side by side with him.

They all had solemn expressions, without any fear on their faces, and their eyes revealed incomparable firmness and determination.

At this moment, a deep and powerful voice reached Zhao Shao's ears:

"Zhao Shao, don't be afraid. Just follow me when the fight starts!"

The person who spoke was Platoon Leader Hu.

Platoon Leader Hu has a resolute face, with sharp edges and corners as if they were cut by a knife or an axe.

His eyes were as bright as torches, as if they could penetrate the thick fog before him and reach the other side of victory.

Hearing what Platoon Leader Hu said, Zhao Shao couldn't help but feel a little comforted, but his body still couldn't stop trembling slightly.

As Yuan Wencai gave the order, the surrounding farmers instantly burst into earth-shaking shouts.

The sound soared into the sky, as if to tear the entire dark night sky apart.

"Come on!"

The roar resounded through heaven and earth, making people's blood boil.

However, Zhao Shao was so deeply shocked by this majestic momentum that his body began to tremble violently involuntarily.

He watched helplessly as the soldiers quickly set up ladders and launched a fierce attack on the city gate. Their figures of bravely moving forward and fighting bravely were deeply imprinted in Zhao Shao's eyes.

But for some reason, Zhao Shao's feet seemed to be firmly nailed to the ground, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move at all.

"Zhao Shao, what are you doing?

Go! "

Platoon Leader Hu roared, the sound seemed to shatter the sky, and then he grabbed Zhao Shao's hand tightly and rushed forward like an arrow.

Zhao Shao felt his mind go blank in an instant, and the scenes happening before his eyes made him feel unprecedented fear.

He stared with wide eyes at the hideous and distorted faces of the enemies in front of him, and the sharp sound of bullets whizzing past kept coming into his ears.

At this moment, there was only one strong thought left in his mind - "I must live!"

At this moment, the Self-Defense Forces led by Anfu and Lianhua followed without hesitation.

I saw them all bravely taking the lead, like a tiger descending from the mountain, with great momentum and unstoppable force.

Platoon Leader Hu led the charge, his weapon continuously spitting out angry flames, knocking down the enemies one by one.

However, even in such a fierce battle, he still turned around from time to time to look at Zhao Shao and shouted loudly:

"Zhao Shao, cheer up!

We can’t retreat!”

Zhao Shao looked at the heroic and fearless back of Platoon Leader Hu, and a deep feeling of shame welled up in his heart.

Just as he was trying to muster up his courage, suddenly, a fatal bullet flew towards Zhao Shao.

"careful!"

At the critical moment, Platoon Leader Hu was quick-witted and quick-handed. He rushed towards Zhao Shao at lightning speed and blocked the bullet with his broad body.

In an instant, the bullet mercilessly hit Platoon Leader Hu's chest, and blood gushed out.

"Platoon leader!"

Zhao Shao was terrified. He quickly stretched out his hands and steadily caught the shaky body of Platoon Leader Hu.

In an instant, the boiling blood dyed Zhao Shao's hands red, and the smell of blood rushed into his nose.

Platoon Leader Hu lay in Zhao Shao's arms, breathing heavily, but his determined eyes were still fixed on Zhao Shao. He used up his last bit of strength to say:

"Zhao Shao... don't be afraid... for our hometown... for the suffering people... keep fighting!"

After he finished speaking, Platoon Leader Hu's strong and powerful hands slowly dropped from the air as if they had lost their last bit of strength.

And his eyes, which had been bright and lively, slowly closed, like a door to the world of light, closed forever.

Zhao Shao, who was standing aside, watched all this happen, and tears burst out of his eyes like a flood.

He cried out in great grief:

"Platoon Leader, I will definitely avenge you!"

At this moment, anger and sadness were like two blazing flames, intertwining and colliding in Zhao Shao's chest and spreading rapidly.

The fear and indecision that had been lingering in my heart disappeared without a trace at this moment.

He stood up suddenly, his eyes shining with an extremely determined light, like the brightest star in the night sky.

The knuckles of his fingers, gripping the gun tightly, turned white from excessive force. He gritted his teeth and roared:

"You bastards, I'm going to fight you to the death today!"

At this moment, Zhao Shao seemed to have become a completely different person. He rushed towards the enemy regardless of everything.

The gun in his hand kept spewing out angry flames, and every shot was accompanied by a deafening sound, which seemed to be the release of the grief and anger that had been pent up in his heart for a long time.

"Come on, you crazy bastards!"

Zhao Shao's hoarse shouts echoed throughout the battlefield for a long time.

Faced with Zhao Shao who was so fearless and aggressive, the enemy was instantly shocked by his indomitable and fearless spirit.

They all had expressions of fear on their faces, their bodies trembling uncontrollably, and their feet seemed to be nailed to the spot, unable to move at all. They could only watch Zhao Shao pounce on them like a tiger descending from the mountain.

Wang Yaxin, who was standing behind, witnessed all this and couldn't help but shout excitedly:

"Well done, Zhao Shao! That's how we should strike these enemies hard!

Let them know how powerful we are!"

At this moment, Zhao Shao had only one firm belief in his mind: to kill all these vicious enemies in front of him, to avenge Platoon Leader Hu who died tragically at their hands, and to fight bravely to the end to uphold justice in the world!

This belief was like a blazing flame, constantly rising in his heart, giving him endless strength and courage.

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