War of Resistance: Glory of the Beasts

Chapter 98 They are all like dragons!

"secretary!"

On the hillside, a hand that was blackened by gunpowder smoke and occasionally had traces of blood grasped the hand of a man who was looking down the mountain.

He was squatting there observing the enemy's situation, and the corpses scattered all over the mountains and fields made it unnecessary for anyone to describe the brutality of the battle.

"Secretary Ma..."

This time, General Yang did not correct him. If it were in the past, he would definitely reply with one word: "Yang!"

This time, he was just smiling and didn't even look back.

With a smile on his face, he replied casually, "It doesn't matter what you call it."

His original surname was Ma, but he changed it to Yang after arriving in the Northeast. That was because his former boss was named Yang and had a high prestige. He was afraid that people would be upset if he replaced him, so he changed his surname. Since his surname had been changed, it didn't matter whether he kept his given name or not. And "Jingyu" in Korean means to drive out the Tartars, so he decided on this name.

But it doesn't matter now.

"Bros……"

He finally stopped looking down the mountain and instead looked up at the sky, as if his brothers were all above him, not behind him.

At that time, the man next to him looked back...

The land was littered with craters. In the forests with no fortifications at all, the trees were covered with scars. Large chunks of bark had been lifted off, revealing the trees' original appearance, and then covered with a layer of mud and sand from grenades.

There was also the broken grass, the slender branches that had lost their ends when the bullets passed by, the stones with obvious gaps, and... the corpses that were too painful to look at.

It seems that their arrival has left the land scarred, and people often suddenly feel sad in such an environment.

They may even inexplicably label themselves as the "victim fallacy."

"Secretary Ma, if we hadn't come, would these things have happened?"

The man restrained his smile, and his resolute face was angular. However, few people knew that this face, which looked as if it was cut by a knife or an axe, was actually a face with bones exposed due to the loss of fat caused by hunger.

He held the other person's hand tightly, and after a long while he spoke, "If I get beaten, will everything be over if I don't fight back?"

"Then I will rush down the mountain now and give my life to them. Can these guys let you go?"

He loosened his hand and patted the back of the other person's hand: "Don't you understand?"

"This war is not unending because we fight, it is because we fight that it starts."

"This is not just invasion and plunder, it's also enslavement. They don't come here to rob us and leave, they come here to sit on the ancestral tablets and become the ancestors!"

"If you don't give in, they will beat you. If you don't fight back, they will beat you to death to serve as a warning to others. If you dare to fight back, they will kill all your relatives and friends. This is called setting an example."

"Do you understand now?"

"If you don't have the heart to dig out the corns on your feet, you will have foot pain for the rest of your life. You have to understand that it's not because we dig out the corns that we get hurt, but because they hurt first, and that's when we have to be heartless."

The man lay on the ground, smiling and closing his eyes, his lips constantly mumbling: "I just enjoy listening to you talk, save your energy."

The wind blew along the ground, his hair kept swaying, and the smile on his face never disappeared.

He took a look and said softly, "Let's get some sleep. These bastards have been fighting all day and they need to take a break..."

"If one day we can drive away these 1.5-meter-tall people, I will find you the biggest bed in Ice City, put you all on it, and let you roll around while sleeping."

"You, Tianhao, Liangzi, you guys sleep with him till the sun goes down, and if anything happens again, I won't call you, okay?"

"Are you asleep?"

"Nonsense, how can you sleep here?" "Brother, please answer..."

He lowered his head and saw his brother's face turning pale with a smile on his face. Then he suddenly realized that blood was constantly flowing out from under this person...

"what!!!!!"

The hoarse cry reached the sky the moment he looked up at the sky, like the roar of a wild beast in the half-light and half-dark sky.

This cry not only expresses the insignificance and unwillingness of human beings before their death, but also expresses the resentment of powerlessness.

"secretary!"

"The devils are coming again!"

At the foot of the mountain, the Japanese soldiers who were bending over and groping up the mountain brought with them the darkness and drove away the last ray of light. The gray sky after dusk completely turned into night with their arrival.

He then lowered his head, reached out and touched the cheek of the person next to him, his lips trembled and his eyes swollen as a tear flowed out. He suddenly picked up the gun, pulled the trigger and shouted at the people down the mountain: "Japanese, I will fuck your ancestors!!!"

boom!
The sound of gunfire lit up the darkness for a moment, but he shouted, "I will never live until the Japanese dogs are killed!"

"As a witness to the heaven and earth, I will not die until the sun and the moon collapse!!"

……

Xu Chaoyang was stunned.

He didn't know what was happening, but he heard shouting in the valley.

The voice was shaking and full of emotion, and even though it was hoarse, it made people's scalps tingle.

"fire……"

"fire!"

"fire!!!!"

boom!
A cannon shot was heard, and the sound of the shell breaking through the air spread in the valley. Then, a huge fire exploded at the foot of the mountain ahead - boom!

"Reload!"

Tong Meng was also excited. He didn't know why, but he suddenly couldn't control his emotions when he heard the shout.

Chang Zhan quickly pulled open the breech block to eject the shell, then immediately turned around and trotted to pick up another shell, loaded it in, and then closed the breech block again - boom!

Another cannon shot was heard, and two sparks exploded in the valley. Xu Chaoyang saw the visible explosion in the valley, and also saw the ground shaking in front of him.

Xu Chaoyang wished he could fire all the shells on the artillery position at once, and instantly eliminate all the figures who were trying to sneak up the mountain in the dark.

For him, when these histories from decades ago were presented again, things that he had already learned once should not make him emotional again, but Xu Chaoyang couldn't help but feel his heart beating faster, and he kept feeling sad under the roar of that person he had never seen before.

It turns out that the war of resistance is not the laughter in "Serial Number", nor the jokes in "The Regiment Commander", nor the full of banditry in "Bright Sword";
It turns out that the war of resistance was filled with indescribable suffering, almost irreversible weakness, and screams like the one just now, and the shocking turnaround of technology under the influence of human power!
This is not a dream...

There are really people who risk their lives to run faster than car wheels with their legs.

This is not a fantasy...

It was during these years that brave heroes truly became like dragons.

Yes, they are dragons. Whether you believe it or not, Xu Chaoyang believes it.

(End of this chapter)