coobybook Chapter 125 Lonely Defense
Chapter 125 Lonely Defense
Within the ancient and sturdy city walls, the gloomy sky was like a heavy lead plate, weighing heavily on everyone's heart, and the atmosphere was as depressing as the dead silence before a storm.
At the county party committee discussion meeting.
At this time, Liu Xin suddenly broke into the meeting where everyone was about to vote and shouted: "Good news, good news!"
Wang Yaxin first asked everyone around him to sit down, and then he took the letter to see what the good news Liu Xin was talking about.
Wang Yaxin held the letter tightly in his hand, and the rough paper made a slight rustling sound in his slightly trembling hands.
His eyes quickly scanned the lines of intelligence, the veins on his forehead throbbing slightly with nervousness. Then, with a hint of undisguised excitement and trembling in his voice, he read out loud:
"The enemy troops attacking the city are not numerous, densely packed like ants. In fact, there is only one regiment. At the same time, our allies in Nanchang have revolted. We are not isolated and helpless!"
This news was like a bolt of lightning that cut through the dark night sky, instantly igniting the extinguished fire of hope in everyone's hearts.
Originally, like Liu Zuoshu, several people had eyes that were as uncertain as a candle in the wind, and had already thought of retreating and unconsciously moved back. But at this moment, their eyes were rekindled with a fiery and determined fighting spirit.
I saw them suddenly straighten their originally bent spines, their chests heaving violently, and they said resolutely:
"war!
Fight the enemy to the end!
Never back down! "
The order spread rapidly through the city like a surging torrent of steel, with unstoppable momentum:
"Until there are new orders, defend the city walls to the death!
"As long as the city is alive, the people will live; if the city is destroyed, the people will die!"
When Zhao Shao heard the order the next morning, he was standing alone outside the simple tent, looking at the dim light of dawn in the sky.
After hearing the order, he just raised the corners of his mouth slightly, a meaningful and cunning arc appeared on his face, and he thought to himself:
"The wheel of history rolls forward, but I cannot be ruthlessly crushed.
There are still too many sufferings in this world waiting for me to change, I must live on."
He seemed to be calmly arranging daily defenses and methodically checking the soldiers' equipment, but his eyes were deep and distant, and his mind had already drifted to the unknown and hopeful escape route in the distance.
He was constantly calculating in his mind, like a skilled chess player, repeatedly deducing the escape route and plan in his mind.
The originally confused look has now been replaced by determination, and the deep eyes reveal a strong desire for survival and infinite longing for the future.
He was unwilling to disappear like a speck of dust that no one cared about in this era of war, famine and poverty.
When Zhao Shao led a squad of soldiers to patrol the city wall, the howling cold wind blew across their faces like a sharp blade.
He deliberately slowed down his pace, and the sound of his heavy military boots stepping on the city wall seemed to become slow and solemn.
While everyone was not paying attention, he suddenly stretched out his hand, pulled Liu San tightly like an iron clamp, and quickly slipped into the shadow of the battlements of the city wall.
His eyes were mysterious and solemn, as if hiding endless secrets.
He lowered his voice, which was as deep as an ancient spring flowing between the cracks in the rocks, and whispered in Liu San's ear:
“As the battle begins today, pay attention to the direction where the enemy’s gunfire is weak and fire less.
Don’t draw too much attention to yourself.”
Liu San was stunned at first, his eyes full of confusion and puzzlement, his mouth slightly open, about to ask a question.
Seeing this, Zhao Shao quickly moved closer, their faces almost touching.
He said softly:
"This may be our only chance to survive. Don't make a sound and just do as I say.
Believe me, this is our only chance.”
Liu San's body shook violently as if he was struck by an electric current. Then he seemed to understand something and nodded vigorously, with a look of trust and determination in his eyes.
He patted his chest, the "bang bang" sound being particularly loud on the silent city wall, and he whispered his assurance:
"Squad Leader Zhao, just wait and see. Leave this matter to me, don't worry...
My life is tied to yours!"
The soldiers on the city wall were like cold sculptures, ready for battle.
They looked at the dark enemy army approaching in the distance, with a thousand thoughts in their minds.
A young soldier gripped his spear tightly, his palms sweaty. His heart was trembling as he thought to himself:
"I just joined the army and my parents are waiting for me to return. I don't want to die here.
But if I abandon the city and flee, how can I be worthy of the people in the city and the uniform I wear?"
Another veteran looked determined and muttered silently in his heart:
"After so many years of fighting, I've seen all kinds of scenes.
As long as I can defend this city, it will be worth it even if I die.
However, this battle is likely to be disastrous."
Zhao Shao stood at the edge of the battlement, facing the biting cold wind. The cold wind pierced his skin like ice needles, but he was completely unaware.
His heart was filled with mixed emotions, like the turmoil in the sea.
He knew that the battle ahead would be a brutal and cruel massacre, but he was even more clear about his goal - to survive and pursue the faint dawn that could change the times.
At this moment, he is no longer the ordinary soldier who simply obeys orders and goes with the flow, but a "rebel" who begins to plan carefully for survival and ideals.
His character, like a phoenix reborn from the ashes, quietly underwent a profound transformation in the ruthless baptism of war and the difficult choices of fate.
From the initial ignorance and confusion, drifting with the tide, he gradually became as strong as steel, courageous and fearless, and full of wisdom, just like a warrior groping forward in the darkness, striving to move forward towards that ray of light.
The enemy's shouts and cries were getting closer and closer, like a surging tide about to violently hit the city wall.
The earth-shaking roars and footsteps seemed to shatter the entire world.
Zhao Shao took a deep breath, the cold air cutting into his lungs like a knife. He turned his head to look at Liu San, who was nervous but determined, and whispered again:
"Prepare for battle, remember what I said. Today's battle is not only for the city, but also for ourselves."
After saying that, he picked up the heavy gun in his hand, and the metal of the gun body flashed coldly in the weak sunlight.
He narrowed his eyes, aiming at the unknown and dangerous battlefield ahead. A complex yet determined light gleamed in them. A thrilling, life-or-death struggle was about to unfold atop these lonely city walls, like the curtains of a tragic epic drama...