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The battle was intense, with the Japanese Army and Kuomintang Soldiers repeatedly fighting for control of the Clock Tower. The area around the Clock Tower was littered with corpses, both Japanese and Nationalist Army.
Tie Zhu and Yu Ziwen had already retreated from the Clock Tower, which had been destroyed by a Japanese Soldier. A direct hit from an infantry cannon had brought down the Clock Tower. If Yu Ziwen hadn't spotted the infantry cannon in advance and pulled Tie Zhu to leap from the second floor of the Clock Tower, Tie Zhu might have been blown to pieces by now.
The struggle for Luodian had lasted over three hours, with nearly a regiment of Japanese Army reinforcements entering Luodian Town. The Nationalist Army's reinforcements had yet to appear.
Hu Lian stood on the second floor of a building in the town, watching the slowly setting sun, constantly praying for it to hurry up and set.
The Japanese Army had already occupied more than half of Luodian, continuously encroaching on the Nationalist Army's defensive positions. Bit by bit, their skilled coordination and ample ammunition made it difficult for the under-resourced Nationalist Army to resist. Some of the weaker-willed soldiers in the Nationalist Army had begun to lose faith, and there were already a few deserters.
Deserters were never lacking on the battlefield; even among strong forces, they could appear. Just moments ago, Hu Lian personally executed two deserters who had discarded their weapons and military uniforms, wearing civilian clothes instead. If they hadn't been recognized due to their unchanged shoes, they might have successfully blended in.
“How much longer until it gets dark?”
Xu Staff Officer glanced at his watch. “Regimental Commander, it will be at least another hour before it gets dark. It’s summer, so it stays light later!”
“An hour? An hour! How am I supposed to fight?” Hu Lian slapped his forehead. At this point, he didn't have confidence to last even thirty minutes; the disparity in troop strength was simply too great. He didn't even know how many soldiers he had left—certainly fewer than five hundred!
“Signal everyone to immediately withdraw from their positions and gather at the northwest corner of the town!”
“Yes!”
Tie Zhu followed closely behind Yu Ziwen, cautiously searching for places to hide within the town. Gunfire echoed everywhere; one moment of inattention could result in being struck by stray bullets that seemed to come from nowhere.
On almost every street in Luodian, there are scattered corpses, belonging to both the Nationalist Army and the Japanese, but there are obviously more in blue military uniforms than in yellow military uniforms.
Yu Ziwen closed the eyes of a fallen comrade and picked up an old rifle hanging with a bayonet from beside him, pulling back the bolt to take a look.
"Sigh!" He let out a deep sigh and gently lowered the rifle again.
"Brother Yu, what's wrong?"
Yu Ziwen shook his head. "The rifle of that soldier just now was out of bullets. He fell facing the bullets, which proves he went down while charging. If he had enough ammunition, I think he might not have died!"
"We've been fighting all day with hardly any resupply. I still managed to take down some Japanese soldiers to scavenge their ammo, or else I would have run out too!"
"Yes, we need to find more bullets; after all, we don't know how long this battle will last. It's better to be prepared!"
Tie Zhu nodded. He had collected some bullets along the way, enough for him to use for a while.
The two did not linger and continued to hide somewhat aimlessly in Luodian Town, searching for their main force while also looking for the enemy.
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