The War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression Begins in Songhu

Chapter 462 The Long Passage
As the saying goes, "two flowers bloom, each telling its own story," let's leave aside the situation of the warehouse manager and the four ATs who brought up the rear.

Let me first explain the current environment and challenges faced by the breakout force.

Hu Biao and his men, relying on their unexpected and fierce firepower, forcibly tore a gap in the Japanese's temporary defensive line in a very short time.

They continued to fire at the Japanese soldiers on both sides, suppressing their firepower.

This will buy the stretcher bearers and the night-blind team some time to get through; once they get through this stretch of over 100 meters, the rest will be easy.

The Japanese side also reacted and desperately opened fire on the stretcher bearers and the night-blind team, trying to stop them from passing and buy time for the troops behind them to come and outflank them.

So the key issue is whether the stretcher team and the night-blind team can get through this distance in time.

Normally, a distance of over 100 meters would only take a maximum of 2 minutes to walk, which is not far at all.

However, in the present context, for Hu Biao and the other time travelers, as well as the students, the soldiers of the Seventh Company, and the children, it seemed as long and distant as an insurmountable chasm...

Wang Jianwei, also known as the contractor, was a burly man from Shandong Province whom Hu Biao and others were wary of, suspected of having several lives on his hands.

At this moment, he was filled with indescribable rage, and it took astonishing willpower to restrain his impulse to take action.

Huang Adi was absolutely right at the time; Wang Jianwei had indeed seen blood and had taken many lives.

However, he was by no means a vicious fugitive. It was just that his messed-up life and fate led him, by some strange twist of fate, onto a career path that ordinary people would never take.

To be more specific, three years ago, he was indeed a legitimate contractor, a veteran contractor who had been doing it for eight consecutive years.

However, as the real estate industry, which was once booming, seemed to turn into garbage overnight.

His life also took an astonishing turn when the client absconded with the last bit of money and his mistress, leaving behind a bunch of unfinished buildings that were only half-built.

In an instant, he lost all the large sum of money he had advanced for the project.

But while that shameless client could run away, what about the migrant worker brothers who had followed him for many years and always believed in him?

Wang Jianwei, who was already at his wit's end, had the nerve to run away?

Those migrant workers are counting on this hard-earned money to send their children to school, support their families, and care for their parents in their old age.

With a heavy heart, unable to go against his conscience, Wang Jianwei sold the Land Rover that represented his identity as a contractor.

The money from selling the car was far from enough, so each migrant worker could only receive a small amount before he carried his luggage to the Russians' home to earn the money he would earn as a mercenary.

As long as the other person lives, the debt will not be extinguished; sooner or later, he will repay it all, little by little.

After that, he spent four months in the training camp and was then assigned to the Wagner Eastern Camp, where he began a completely new chapter in his life.

Overall, Wang Jianwei was quite lucky. He was injured on the battlefield, but he survived each time and achieved remarkable results.

For example, in 23, in the meat grinder of Bakhmut, as the assault team leader, he was wounded but still managed to kill 12 opponents; after resting for 3 months in a rear hospital, he was back to his old self.

He was then promoted to platoon leader and thrown into another meat grinder: Kursk.

This is also the main reason why Hu Biao and others were able to clearly sense that he had murdered someone; once someone gets involved with this substance, their entire demeanor will unconsciously change.

It won't be able to recover in a short time.

Before traveling through time, Wang Jianwei was resting in the rear. He went to the toilet while completely drunk; as soon as he opened the bathroom door, he found himself in the Pingxi base area in 1930.

The reason he didn't reveal his full identity as a mercenary to Hu Biao and his old-timers was simply out of a cautious instinct.

Without this kind of caution, he would have died countless times on the battlefield long ago...

The foreman was about to take action, but he wasn't actually going to pick up the Japanese soldiers' Type 38 rifles from the ground and fight them to the death.

Instead, he prepared to kick Xiao Ding, the newcomer who had traveled with him, to the ground, and then continue to kick him repeatedly.

If we don't kick his green poop out, then this kid won't even have eaten the wild vegetables and dried vegetables in the meat soup tonight.

The reason for this was that after the breakout began, the foreman and Xiao Ding were working together, one in front and one behind, carrying a seriously wounded soldier. At first, things were alright; Xiao Ding's side of the stretcher was relatively normal.

When they retreated to the right along the passage torn open by Hu Biao and his men...

Those Japanese soldiers who were initially stunned by the fierce firepower of veterans like Hu Biao have gradually recovered and are constantly looking for opportunities to fire at them.

To be honest, Hu Biao and his men were exceptionally strong, which impressed even the foreman.

They believed that even if they were thrown into the modern world, their performance would be dazzling, given the meat grinder-like battlefields they had experienced, once they overcame the initial period of maladjustment to the modern battlefield.

Even so, they still struggled to suppress the Japanese soldiers who were gradually recovering.

So much so that bullets whizzed past their heads and around them, and it was only a matter of time before they hit them.

Suddenly, Xiao Ding's face turned deathly pale. One time when he turned around unintentionally, his face gave him a strange feeling of being pale and disfigured.

If it were just that, it wouldn't matter; an ordinary person would be scared in that situation.

The problem was that right next to their stretcher team, Yi Jie, also a newcomer and a foot massage technician, was also pale with fright.

But still carrying the grass on his back, biting his lip tightly, he continued forward, leading a string of night-blind soldiers and children behind him.

The pace of walking may not be fast, but each step is taken with unwavering determination.

Among those who followed her forward, there were not only adult soldiers like Fang Youcai.

Even the grass being carried, and the children following along, including Xiao Hao, Shi Sui, the cultural troupe member, and Xie Liang, had red eyes, but their steps remained steady.

And what about Xiao Ding? His legs went weak and his body trembled.

Not only was the speed of movement extremely slow, but it also walked in a wobbly, unsteady manner, causing the stretcher being carried to sway violently like a swing.

If the foreman hadn't been careful and secured the wounded man with straps while he was being carried away, he would have been thrown off by this guy.

In comparison, this effeminate man is not even as good as some women and children.

Honestly! If it were anywhere else or at any other time, the contractor would have already taken action; but right now, he's filled with rage and can only keep it bottled up, which makes him feel like he's about to explode.

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"Xiao Ding! You fucking hurry up. If your hands keep shaking like this, I'll kill you before the Japanese even kill you."

I could clearly feel the bullets coming from the Japanese soldiers, and they were becoming increasingly threatening.

There were still forty or fifty meters left to cross the passage, but they didn't know how long it would take, and the situation was becoming increasingly critical.

The foreman finally couldn't hold back any longer and shouted this at Xiao Ding, who was leading the stretcher.

However, such roars had no effect whatsoever; the creature seemed not to hear them at all, and continued to shake as before.

Enraged, the contractor was about to utter another curse.

Unfortunately, their good luck, which they had seemed to have the best of all along, finally ran out at this point, and a series of shocking events occurred in a very short time.

First, a stray bullet flew over and hit a wounded soldier in the head of the 7th Company of the Night Blind Team, causing blood to splatter everywhere.

Some of the warm droplets of blood splattered onto Xiao Ding's head and face, which was the last straw that broke the camel's back.

He threw down the stretcher and ran forward frantically, disregarding everything else.

The foreman, who was being carried behind, also lost his balance and fell to the ground along with the seriously injured man.

At the same time, the night-blind team members also fell down. When the terrified screams of the ten-and-a-half-year-old children and the cultural troupe reached their ears...

Whether it was veterans like Hu Biao and Annie, or newcomers like the cultural troupe and Lao Che, everyone's expression changed drastically.

Their worst fears have come true...

(End of this chapter)