The Rise of the Youth in the War of Resistance

As time went on, Zhao Shao's movements became more and more agile, and he moved through the enemy camp like a ghost.

The gun in his hand seemed to have eyes, and every time he pulled the trigger, he could hit the target accurately.

At this moment, a cunning enemy tried to attack Zhao Shao from behind while he was concentrating on killing the enemy.

However, Zhao Shao had already noticed it. He dodged the enemy's attack with a flash of his body and an extremely agile move, then fired a shot with his backhand.

There was a loud "bang" and the enemy who attempted a sneak attack fell to the ground and died on the spot.

"go to hell!

You are a bunch of crazy beasts!"

Zhao Shao's eyes widened with anger and he roared, his voice filled with hatred and rage.

At this moment, the city security team and the bandits under Li Yiran were already in chaos.

They originally thought that they could easily defeat Zhao Shao and others by relying on their numbers, but now they find that they have completely underestimated the other party's strength and determination.

At this moment, Zhao Shao and other warriors attacked the vanguard of the city with thunderous force like a tiger descending from the mountain.

The guns and knives in their hands flashed with cold light, and every swing was carried with endless power and courage.

Faced with such a fierce attack, the vanguards defending the city began to retreat step by step, and the originally neat and orderly defense line instantly became chaotic.

The faces of these city defenders were filled with fear and despair, and their eyes revealed a deep fear of death.

In sharp contrast to this is the brave and fearless figures of the peasant army soldiers who bravely advanced forward.

They rushed towards the enemy without flinching, shouting passionate slogans as if they wanted to trample all the enemies under their feet.

"Don't run, you cowards!"

Zhao Shao's eyes widened in anger and he roared at the top of his lungs.

He brandished the spear in his hand and chased the fleeing enemies closely.

Every step is full of power, every sword is filled with rage, and he vows to completely destroy these enemies.

At the same time, in the northwest suburbs of the city, another group of bandits also suffered a crushing defeat.

The peasant army led by Lianhua and Anfu suddenly appeared like a divine army descending from the sky, catching the bandits off guard.

The peasant army soldiers were all agile and quick. They quickly moved between the enemy lines, making it impossible for the bandits to organize effective resistance.

Soon, this group of bandits were completely defeated and fled in panic.

As the war progressed, more and more peasant soldiers poured into the city like a tide.

They were unstoppable and unstoppable, and the enemies were defeated wherever they went.

The streets were filled with smoke and shouts of killing, and the whole city was immersed in a fierce fighting atmosphere.

.........

At this extremely tense moment, Yuan Wen looked firmly at the gloomy prison ahead. He waved his hand without hesitation and shouted loudly:

"Brothers, charge with me!"

Then, he took the lead and rushed towards the prison like an arrow.

Seeing this, his comrades behind him shouted and followed closely, with great momentum, as if they were going to completely destroy this dark prison.

"Quick! Open the cell door and rescue our comrades!"

Yuan Wen yelled at the top of his lungs. His voice resonated like thunder over the prison, frightening the guards.

At this time, the comrades imprisoned in the prison heard shouts coming from outside. They knew that the rescue they had been waiting for for a long time had finally arrived.

Under the organization of leading comrades such as He Minxue, everyone acted quickly and prepared to break out of the cage.

Those officers who usually acted arrogantly were frightened out of their wits when they saw such a surging scene.

They were all panicked and wished their parents would grow them two more legs so that they could escape from this terrible place more quickly.

So these guys ran away in panic, looking very embarrassed.

Yuan Wen rushed to the cell door at lightning speed. He raised his axe and chopped the sturdy cell door open in a few strokes.

As the prison door slowly opened, a group of revolutionaries with disheveled hair and hopeful eyes filed out.

"Lao Yuan!"

A familiar voice sounded, and Yuan Wen looked closely. It turned out to be his classmate He Minxue whom he had not seen for many years.

The two looked at each other, their eyes filled with excitement and joy.

Without any hesitation, they hugged each other tightly, feeling each other's warmth and strength.

After He Minxue loosened his arms, he lit a torch and threw it towards the prison.

In an instant, raging flames shot up into the sky, illuminating the entire prison as bright as day.

Amidst the flames rising into the sky, He Minxue waved his hand and shouted:

"Come on, follow me to the county party headquarters!"

After saying this, he led the team that had just gained freedom and rushed towards the county party headquarters like a tiger descending from the mountain.

Zhao Shao followed closely behind the team, the anger burning in his chest growing more intense.

Every step I take feels like stepping on the enemy's heart, and I wish I could wipe out all those reactionary forces immediately.

After a while, they arrived at the county party headquarters.

Because of their swift action, the Kuomintang rightists here were caught in one fell swoop before they had time to escape.

Before I knew it, it was already daybreak.

A rising sun slowly rises from the east, and the golden sunlight spreads to every corner of Yongxin County, covering the small city with a thin layer of golden gauze.

Zhao Shao stood quietly on the street, looking at the cheering crowd in front of him, and couldn't help feeling a myriad of emotions welling up in his heart.

After a night of bloody fighting, justice finally triumphed over evil, and light illuminated the land again.

"Platoon leader, we won!"

Zhao Shao shouted at the top of his lungs, his eyes blurred with tears.

He raised his head and stared at the sapphire-blue sky for a long time. In a trance, he seemed to see the familiar and kind face of Platoon Leader Hu blooming with a relieved smile.

Recalling this thrilling battle, Zhao Shao was filled with emotion.

He used to be just a timid traveler who was full of fear of the unknown world and his memory was incomplete.

When he sorted out some modern memories and came to this unfamiliar battlefield, the sound of gunfire and shouting almost completely broke his spirit.

However, it was at this critical moment that Platoon Leader Hu appeared by his side.

Platoon Leader Hu set an example by charging into battle and inspiring every soldier, including Zhao Shao, with his bravery and perseverance.

In the desperate battles with the enemy again and again, Zhao Shao gradually overcame his inner fear and learned how to fight and how to protect his comrades.

He began to understand that as a soldier, he shouldered the sacred mission of defending his country and could not retreat, let alone give up.

Finally, after countless baptisms of blood and fire, Zhao Shao completed his self-transformation and grew from a cowardly recruit into a brave and fearless soldier.

Today, although this arduous battle has been won, Zhao Shao knows that the road ahead is still long and full of thorns.

However, at this moment he is no longer afraid of any difficulties and challenges, because in his heart, he has established a firm belief - for the peace of the country and the people, and for those sacrificed comrades, he must move forward bravely and never give up.

This belief is like a bright lamp, illuminating his way forward;

It is also like a powerful driving force, driving him to keep moving forward and strive for higher and farther goals.

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