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Crossroads, restaurant, group Temporary Command Post.
“Tie Zhu, Tie Zhu!” Wang Shunliu, covered in blood, stood in front of Tie Zhu and called out softly.
“Shunliu Brother? What happened to you? Are you okay?”
Wang Shunliu smiled weakly and patted Tie Zhu on the head: “I’m fine, I’m fine. I just accidentally got shot a few times by a Japanese Soldier!”
“You’re injured? Shunliu Brother? Where are you hurt? Let me find someone to take a look! Someone, anyone! Medic, Xu Staff Officer, Wang Shunliu is injured!”
Wang Shunliu smiled: “It’s nothing, I’m fine. Tie Zhu, you need to take care of yourself from now on. Make sure to take care of yourself. Shunliu Brother is leaving now!”
“Shunliu Brother, don’t go!” Tie Zhu shouted, suddenly waking up from his dream, cold sweat dripping from his forehead.
He had been dreaming, a nightmare where Shunliu Brother came to find him covered in blood; he dreamed that Shunliu Brother had sacrificed himself.
Tie Zhu sat dazed at the table, staring blankly with vacant eyes.
“Tie Zhu? You’re awake? Why don’t you rest a bit longer? Did you have a nightmare?”
Xu Staff Officer, who was working not far away, heard the commotion and looked up at Tie Zhu, then walked over.
Tie Zhu stared at him blankly: “Xu Staff Officer, where is Shunliu Brother? Why haven’t I seen him? Did something happen to him?”
Xu Staff Officer picked up a large bowl from the table and handed it over: “What are you thinking about? Your Shunliu Brother, he went out with the Regimental Commander. He’ll be back soon.”
"Oh, I see, it's fine then, thank you, Xu Staff Officer!"
Tie Zhu immediately smiled widely upon hearing that Shunliu Brother was fine.
Corner Building, first floor.
Hu Lian had already thrown out three grenades, and the dust from the explosions obscured the Japanese sniper's line of sight, allowing the Nationalist Army to begin their assault on the second floor.
"Wait a moment, you guys, hide at the bottom of the stairs. Throw the grenade with a three-second delay, got it?"
Before the Second Battalion Commander could finish speaking, two Cantaloupe Grenades rolled down from the second-floor staircase.
"Battalion Commander, be careful!"
A soldier beside the Second Battalion Commander pushed him aside and lunged toward the grenade!
"Big Mao!"
The Second Battalion Commander felt as if he had been heavily pushed and stumbled back several meters. Then two explosions went off simultaneously, and a spray of bright red blood splattered toward him.
"Big Mao!"
The Second Battalion Commander stood frozen in place, tears slowly mixing with Er Mao's blood as they flowed down.
“Japanese, **** your grandmother!”
Second Battalion Commander roared in anger, wanting to rush up and take revenge for Er Mao.
Hu Lian pulled Second Battalion Commander back: “You come here, every minute or so throw a Grenade outside, and keep an eye on your Battalion Commander!”
“Yes!”
Second Battalion Commander struggled in Hu Lian's grasp: “Regimental Commander, I want to avenge Big Mao, he is my only brother! I want revenge! Revenge!”
Hu Lian slapped Second Battalion Commander across the face: “Li Erlengzi, what do you think you’re doing? Revenge? Are you going to block the gunfire for the Japanese? You stay here obediently!”
He tossed Second Battalion Commander to a nearby soldier: “You two do as Second Battalion Commander just said. Remember, delay three seconds before throwing, and be quiet on the stairs! The rest of you stay on standby; as soon as the bomb goes off, you can charge up, got it?”
“Yes!”
The two Nationalist Army soldiers looked at each other while holding two bundles of Grenade, slowly approaching the stairway.
The stairway of the Corner Building was narrow, close to the wall, and required a turn; from the first floor, they couldn't see the situation on the second floor, let alone throw a Grenade up there.
The two soldiers cautiously made their way up the stairs, one in front of the other: “Scarface, I’ll throw first, you give me some space. You pull the pin a little later, and time it right!”
“Okay, Squad Leader Wang!”
Squad Leader Wang carefully took one step at a time, not daring to make a sound. At the corner of the stairs, two people stood close to the wall. Squad Leader Wang first pulled the pin from the Grenade.
"Three!"
"Two!"
"One!"
Squad Leader Wang softly counted to three and turned to throw it to the second floor. Just as his body peeked out, a crisp gunshot rang out, piercing through his head. He collapsed lifelessly, leaving the Grenade still at the corner.
Scarface, one second after Squad Leader Wang turned, stepped on Squad Leader Wang's corpse and threw the Grenade.
A Japanese Soldier was still leisurely loading his weapon when he saw a bundle of Grenades flying up the stairs and landing on the second floor!
"Boom! Boom!"
The two explosions occurred almost simultaneously, blowing up both the second floor and the corner of the stairs. Scarface was heroically sacrificed after throwing the Grenade!
"Charge!"
As soon as the explosions sounded, Second Battalion Commander immediately sprang up from the ground, grabbing his gun and rushing up to the second floor!
"Protect the Battalion Commander!”
A few soldiers reacted a bit slowly and were left behind by the Second Battalion Commander.
The huge explosion ignited the wooden staircase, and the narrow stairs were ablaze with flames. Dust, black smoke, and gunpowder filled the narrow hallway left in the wake of the explosion.
The Second Battalion Commander led the charge up to the second floor, which had turned into a dark mess. Tables were shattered into pieces, and some flammable items were still burning. Several bodies of Japanese Soldiers lay scattered across the floor in disarray.
"One, two, three, four, five! The count is off!" Hu Lian came up from behind, counted the bodies, and realized there were fewer than expected.
There were only five bodies here; there had been at least seven or eight Japanese Soldiers in this building just moments ago. Some must have escaped or are hiding somewhere!
"Regimental Commander, look!"
A Nationalist Army soldier pointed out the window. Four Japanese Soldiers in khaki military uniforms were seen fleeing along the road—the same route they had just come from.
"Chase them!"
Hu Lian looked down from the window to gauge the height and jumped down first.
The second floor wasn't high, less than three meters from the ground. Hu Lian landed steadily, holding his Flower Mechanism, and fired a burst at the backs of the fleeing Japanese Soldiers.
Hearing gunfire behind them, the Japanese Soldiers ran even faster, and Hu Lian's shots did not hit their mark.
Kuomintang Soldiers jumped down from the windows one after another, guns in hand as they pursued in the direction the Japanese Soldiers had fled.
"Bang, bang, bang..."
The sound of gunfire echoed continuously along the way, with the Japanese Soldiers occasionally taking cover behind the terrain to return fire.
At this moment, only three of the four Japanese Soldiers remained; one had been killed, and two had already sacrificed themselves during the pursuit by the Kuomintang Soldiers. One was severely injured, but the Japanese Soldiers were truly skilled marksmen, even in a mobile battle.
At the Crossroads, in a tavern.
"There are gunshots!"
Tie Zhu stood up from the ground, throwing aside the large bowl in his hand and picking up a Rifle from the floor.
"Let me take a look."
Xu Staff Officer ran to the second-floor window and used binoculars to observe.
"At twelve o'clock ahead, there are three Japanese Soldiers, one of whom is injured. Behind them, there are over ten of our soldiers in pursuit. Prepare for battle!"
"Yes!"
Wang Shunliu saluted and took the Rifle to the window, starting to aim. Meanwhile, the clerical staff on the first floor also pulled out their Sidearms and closed the door, ready for combat!
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