Chapter 20 Spiritual Leaders (Part 2)
Passing through the tunnel that was dozens of meters long, Yang Huimin climbed out of a small attic two stories high on the east side of the Sihang Warehouse, also made of reinforced concrete. At this time, standing on this not-high attic, Yang Huimin could clearly see that the dense Japanese soldiers launched an attack on the Sihang Warehouse at an unprecedented high density.
Yang Huimin ran desperately towards Suzhou River dozens of meters away. Just as she jumped into a trench blocking her, a bullet flew over Yang Huimin's scalp and hit the trench made by sacks opposite her. The burning sensation caused by the high-speed flight in the air made every pore of Yang Huimin's body stand up in an instant. Before she could get up, a string of machine gun bullets swept past her.
Japanese soldiers have discovered Yang Huimin. Although Yang Huimin is only wearing a scout uniform, and although Yang Huimin is just a girl who is not yet an adult, the order received by this group of soldiers from the supreme commander is... "You must never let a person leave the Sihang Warehouse alive!"
The bullet hit the sack above her head and made a "floating" sound. Yang Huimin didn't dare to look up at all. With such precise shooting, she would die as soon as she looked up!
At this moment, the dull roar of the heavy machine gun's unique strafing fire rose behind him, and a voice hissed at Yang Huimin: "Run quickly, we will cover you!"
It was the platoon leader who was responsible for guarding the small attic. Under his command, he had a heavy machine gun and two light machine guns, and shot desperately at the Japanese soldiers hundreds of meters away. He felt the pressure was greatly reduced, so Yang Huiminfei jumped up and continued to run towards the Suzhou River.
At this time, Yang Huimin could clearly hear his extremely violent heartbeat. At this time, he knew that he had to rush into the Suzhou River as fast as possible. Only in this way could he have a glimmer of hope, but for some reason, Yang Huimin felt that his breathing was rapid, and his knees became a little soft.
After all, she was only a seventeen-year-old girl who had never received regular military training, nor had she been on the battlefield. A normal person suddenly faced the strafing of machine gun bullets and suddenly found that the god of death had held his hand and danced with him. The physical strength declined due to high mental tension, which is a very normal phenomenon!
"Yang Huimin, run quickly! Run quickly!"
At this time, the platoon leader fired desperately with the heavy machine gun in his hand while roaring. At this moment, a sharp whistle suddenly sounded in the sky.
"Plane leader, be careful!"
A soldier rushed over and tried to press the squad leader down, "It's a mortar!"
"Get out!"
The platoon leader waved his elbow back with force, smashing the soldier who rushed over and tried to press him to the ground and retreated four or five steps. Almost at the same time, the mortar shell pulled out from the air and also hit the small attic. The small attic, which was full of reinforced concrete structure, seemed to be hit hard by a huge hammer, suddenly let out a very painful moan. For a moment, the entire attic was filled with splashing dust and a strong smell of gunpowder.
Even in this case, the heavy machine gun set up in the small attic was still firing wildly. Between the sky and earth with bombs, the voice of the platoon leader still clearly reached Yang Huimin's ears: "Remember, don't look back! Jump into the Suzhou River, don't show your head and swim in one breath! As long as you swim to the other side, they dare not shoot! Yang Huimin, run quickly..."
Suddenly, the roar of cannons sounded on the Japanese positions, mortars, 75mm mountain cannons, and 75mm field cannons fired shells in the air, which were different arcs, but were track marks of the same target, and they crashed into the small attic isolated on the east side of the Sihang Warehouse.
Although this small attic is full of reinforced concrete structure, and its walls are enough to support the strafing of heavy machine guns, it is not a four-hanger warehouse after all! Amid the roar of the cannons, the entire attic is moaning in pain, and its support and its body are wailing before dying. It is in this situation where shrapnel flying and the entire attic is about to collapse, the heavy machine gun set up on the attic is still roaring wildly, still sweeping bullets toward the Japanese soldiers over and over again. It was not until the entire attic collapse that it fell into eternal tranquility.
"Bastard! Bastard! Bastard..."
Yang Huimin kept cursing in her heart, letting tears splash out from her eyes, and crystal water marks were drawn in the air. At this time, even she herself didn't know whether she was scolding herself or the hateful invaders. When Yang Huimin jumped out of a trench again, she could clearly see the Suzhou River and see the Chinese compatriots who were waving to her desperately on the other side of the Suzhou River. Just when the Suzhou River was so close that she could almost jump into the river with force, she suddenly heard a familiar and unfamiliar shout: "Let's down!"
There seemed to be an invisible power in this voice, which was enough to make Yang Huimin lie on the ground with the most embarrassing movement before she understood it. Several machine gun bullets hit the ground beside Yang Huimin. The fine sand and stones that splashed up hit Yang Huimin's face, causing a burning pain. When Yang Huimin subconsciously searched for the source of these bullets, Yang Huimin was really shocked.
I don't know when a Japanese army patrol boat had already sailed on the Suzhou River less than 100 meters away. Yang Huimin could clearly see that in front of the heavy machine gun of the patrol boat, the short Japanese soldier mixed with the ray of excitement and cruel smile on his face.
At this time, the blood almost stagnated in Yang Huimin's body. With such a patrol boat, she could never rush into the Suzhou River again. As long as she stood up and the heavy machine gun on the patrol boat could knock her into a sieve.
"Bang!"
A crisp and lonely gunshot sounded. The Japanese soldier who was fiddling with the heavy machine gun on the patrol boat was holding a cat and playing with a mouse mentality. Looking at Yang Huimin lying on the shore, and admiring the desperate and pale expression on the Chinese girl's face with satisfaction, his body suddenly trembled violently.
He lowered his head in disbelief and looked at the suddenly extra bullet hole in his thigh. With just one shot, the other party broke his thigh. He looked at his half thigh that had fallen on the deck in disbelief, and looked at his blood, along with his vitality, quickly passing through the broken limbs pierced by the bullet.
The Japanese soldier fell head-on on the deck. Before he fell to the ground, he was stunned by the absolutely severe pain. However, when he fell heavily on the deck, the vibration made him regain his consciousness. A shrill scream suddenly cut through the surface of the Suzhou River.
Chapter completed!