Pushing aside the crumbling bricks and dirt around him, a soldier who could no longer see his true face struggled to crawl out of the rubble. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

He carefully moved his body until his entire body moved out of the crater next to the crater.

The heavy shelling had almost buried him, and the huge explosion had completely destroyed the ruins of the building, whose foundations could still be seen.

"Ahem, ahem." His heavy coat made him feel as if he was being crushed by the ruins of the entire building, and it took him a long time to finally crawl out of a shallow crater.

The poor Japanese soldier hadn't eaten a meal for two days, but he still had to stick to the place that was now almost like a ghost town.

Now he doesn't even have the strength to pick up his weapon and shoot, because he has not rested well for several days, and he may even pass out at any time now.

And in this ruin of death, passing out often means that the soldier is really going to die here forever.

Now, the organized resistance in the city has collapsed, the Japanese commanders committed suicide, those who died in battle, and the rest of the people have no interest in fighting at all.

The soldiers who remained were now fighting on their own, because resistance had become a habit for them, a knee-jerk reaction.

Surrender was a luxury, and the Ming Empire hardly accepted surrender in any situation. The Japanese officers and soldiers holding the white flags went and never returned, and no one brought back any reliable information.

Crawling over a corpse, the hapless Japanese soldier leaned against the edge of the icy crater and breathed in the air that smelled of saltpeter sulfur.

Every plant and tree here is tortured, and every Japanese soldier who has survived to the present day has his own story, and they are struggling here, struggling to survive.

Food has become more and more valuable, and even more valuable seems to be the huge consumption of munitions. The weapon's bullets are depleted so quickly that the ammunition that was once in stock is now running out.

The Japanese soldier finally pulled his rifle from the side of the corpse, and it took a while to pull the bolt of the gun and make sure that there were no bullets inside.

He was ordered to come out in search of food and ammunition, but as time went on, he could find fewer and fewer things, and encountered more and more difficulties.

While the resistance of the Japanese army was getting weaker and weaker, the army of the Ming Empire was gradually taking control of the surrounding safe places.

They rummaged through all the Japanese soldiers, dragged them out of the pile of corpses, and shot them down.

Then, those areas that had been occupied by the Ming Empire were hung with the dragon flag of the Ming Empire, waving in the cold wind.

At first, the Japanese soldiers would shoot a few shots at the dragon flag to show their determination to resist, but after the bullets became precious, the demonstrations eventually disappeared.

"Why, why did you do this to me?" He threw away the unloaded rifle and lay on his back on the ground and whispered something about it.

And about a few dozen meters away, a soldier of the Ming Empire lying next to the window with broken glass, holding his rifle, was guarding the street.

Behind this soldier, there were a full 40 Ming soldiers in the building. Because the Japanese army lacked heavy weapons to destroy buildings, it was a wise choice to hide in the ruins of buildings that could shelter from the wind at this time.

However, this treatment was not available for the Japanese army, because the artillery bombardment of the Ming Empire could come at any time, destroying the building and burying all the Japanese troops inside.

"Hey! I seem to see a live mouth! The soldier of the Ming Empire with a weapon reminded his companion softly, and then stared intently, using the crosshair on the rifle to aim at a suspicious place in the distance.

Another Ming soldier with a weapon poked his head out and squinted into the distance, and then he saw a faint heat coming out of the edge of a crater.

"Isn't it! It's so close, what are you going to do? The Ming army, who poked his head out, asked to himself, and then took off his rifle and aimed in that direction as well.

"It can't be the same set that the Japanese played the other day, right?" The Ming soldiers, who were the first to discover the enemy's situation, held their weapons and asked their companions worriedly.

Previously, the Japanese army had launched many suicide attacks. These desperate Japanese soldiers approached the Ming army frantically with bayonets, covering their accomplices carrying grenades or explosives bags behind them, and rushed into the Ming army's position.

This kind of desperate fighting style caused certain casualties to the Ming army, and more importantly, it brought huge psychological pressure to the grassroots soldiers of the Ming army.

In many positions, the Ming army would voluntarily give up to the Japanese soldiers at night, just to prevent the Japanese death squads from launching a counterattack in the dark night.

However, as the Japanese army became less and less powerful, the organized counterattack almost disappeared. Now this situation has almost disappeared, after all, there are not many Japanese troops left who have the strength to fight back.

In the crater, the Japanese soldier who came out to look for food and bullets did not know that he had been found, he rested enough, twisted his body, stretched out his arm from the crater, and wanted to climb over to the crater next door.

He didn't know that the half-collapsed ruins in the distance had been occupied by the Ming army, and what he didn't know was that two Ming soldiers had already discovered him.

Now, two rifles were loaded, and the muzzles of the black holes were aimed at his location. Even, the owners of these two guns had seen his arms on the edge of the crater.

Compared with the planned and prepared step-by-step battalion of the Ming Empire, the Japanese army now has a clear understanding of the area under its control.

They could only vaguely distinguish where it was more dangerous, so they couldn't determine where it was safe and where it had been occupied by the troops of the Ming Empire.

For officers and men at the grassroots level, this perception is equally vague. Because what was safe yesterday can become dangerous today......

The Japanese soldiers braced their bodies hard, gradually revealing their steel helmets.

"Phew!" With a crisp gunshot, the muzzles of the soldiers of the Ming Empire erupted into flames.

The bullet pierced the Japanese helmet, leaving a hole about the size of a corn kernel in it. The Japanese soldier felt his body being dragged backwards and lay on his back beside the body he had just climbed over.

He looked at the sky with his eyes open, looking at the white clouds drifting in the sky.

Then he closed his eyes, and for a moment he felt that the misery was far away from him, and that everything that was left seemed so good.

How beautiful is death......

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