Chapter Thirty

  As soon as I heard Lieutenant Yue's words, I knew it was going to be bad. At the moment he shouted "goodbye", I would naturally have an impulse to respond with a shout, but at that instant I came to my senses and suppressed this impulse. However, being able to suppress this impulse in time doesn't mean every single soldier under me can do the same.

  As expected, Xiao Shi Tou turned his head and replied in Chinese: "Again..."

  Although he realized he had been deceived and stopped himself before the word "see" was out of his mouth, it was already too late. Lieutenant Colonel Vu's strange cry reached out to grab the pistol from his waist...

  The situation at this time is extremely dangerous for us. This stronghold has at least twenty or thirty Viet Cong, plus dozens of poor and evil Vietnamese soldiers. More importantly, half of our troops are in the corridor and cannot turn back to reinforce... So once we start fighting, it seems that we can only end up with a complete defeat.

  There's a saying that goes "catch the king first, catch the thief", at this time I couldn't afford to think too much, instead of retreating I advanced with a "whoosh" and suddenly turned around to grab the hand of the Vietnamese army lieutenant, at the same time a cold light flashed as the military dagger was already in my hand pressed against the lieutenant's neck. Then, fiercely shouting at those Vietnamese devils who had already raised their AKs pointing at us, I yelled: "Don't move! Dare to move and I'll kill him!"

  I'd say this move of mine is pretty stupid... taking the enemy's soldier as a hostage? This is simply a joke! Although this soldier is a Vietnamese army captain, this captain at most is just a company commander. On the battlefield, this company commander would be one of many who die in large numbers. Anyway, once they're dead, it's just a matter of letting the next person take their place.

  And now I'm using him as a hostage...

  But fortunately, this move of mine temporarily scared off these Vietnamese soldiers. I think it's probably because the Vietnamese army lieutenant is the highest rank here, and subordinates have to listen to their superiors' orders? Plus, this Vietnamese lieutenant didn't want to die, so my trick of treating a dead horse as if it were alive actually worked.

  "Move quickly!" I shouted at the soldiers who were still standing in place, stunned and unsure of what to do. The soldiers hesitated for a moment before turning around and making their way into the passageway one after another.

  Maybe someone will wonder... how the warriors completely disregarded my safety and just left like that?

  Only I know clearly that they are not disregarding my safety, but because on the battlefield there is no room for them to think twice. On one hand, they must resolutely execute my orders; on the other hand, they also understand... At this time, any hesitation or sentimentality will kill even more people.

  Because the Vietnamese lieutenant in my hand didn't show any "majestic" expression, the Vietnamese devils didn't dare to make a move, and could only watch as one soldier after another crawled into the tunnel. When all the soldiers had left, I gave Chen Yiyang a signal with my eyes...

  This gaze was telling Chen Yiy that now is the chance to escape, and I didn't say it clearly to let her choose for herself. She hasn't been exposed yet, right? If she's not willing to take the risk and follow us, she can still pretend to know nothing. However, just as I expected, Chen Yiy only looked at me worriedly after a glance, then followed the soldiers into the passage under the astonished gaze of the enemy army.

  After a few minutes of waiting until the warriors were almost safe out of the trench, I finally let out a sigh of relief.

  Now, I'm the only one left.

  "You can't escape, surrender!" What surprised me was that the Vietnamese army captain I held hostage could speak fluent Chinese.

  "Is it?" I sneered: "Even if I can't escape, I'll drag you down with me!"

  I was saying that while dragging Lieutenant Vuong towards the corridor, but the Viet Cong quickly discovered my intention. Two fully armed Viet Cong blocked the exit with their guns.

  "Let me go!" The Vietnamese lieutenant said: "As long as you let me go, I'll let you leave..."

  I couldn't help but feel a little amused, the condition that Lieutenant Yue set out was indeed very tempting, but anyone with a bit of brains would know it's a scam. However, many people in desperation often try their luck even when they know it's a scam, but I'm definitely not one of them!

  Is it going to end like this? I'm now in a desperate situation, surrounded by enemies eyeing me covetously. I've thought about taking my own life because I know what will happen if I fall into the hands of the Viet Cong...I saw a soldier whose every bone was broken by the Viet Cong, yet they deliberately kept him alive...

  I will never forget his weak and mournful cry, nor the pleading look in his eyes that begged for death. I will also never forget the smile on his face as he died... It would be better to end it all now rather than become like that later.

  But I still haven't taken that step because I feel that at this point, although all the people around me are my enemies, most of these enemies are ordinary civilians.

  If they are common people, they will definitely be in chaos, and if they are in chaos, I will have the opportunity, but how can I make them chaotic?

  At this time, I glanced at the Vietnamese army lieutenant's waist and saw that he had two hand grenades with their safety pins already removed. Without thinking much, before anyone could react, I pulled out those two hand grenades, bit off the fuses in my mouth, and threw them to the ground, one to the left and one to the right.

  There are a few seconds of delay before the grenade explodes. If all the Vietnamese in this shelter were well-trained, I think they would have picked up those two grenades and thrown them into the tunnel at the first opportunity, which would undoubtedly avoid casualties from the explosion in the shelter. Unfortunately, there are also civilians here, so the screams quickly rang out. The civilians who were originally sitting quietly on the ground suddenly got up and ran wildly like a pot of boiling water, and the entire shelter was instantly chaotic.

  I wouldn't let this opportunity slip away, with a swift swing of my right hand, the military dagger slashed through the Vietnamese lieutenant's throat. As his blood gushed out wildly, I grabbed the AK-47 at my waist and fired a burst of bullets towards the exit... The area was already packed with fleeing Vietnamese soldiers and civilians, if they were to block the exit, I would still have only one way out - death. So using bullets to clear the path was undoubtedly the best method.

  I don't know how many corpses I trampled over, still spewing fresh blood, but just as I pounced and leapt into the passageway, I heard two loud "booms" behind me. A massive shockwave brutally pushed me inside, slamming me heavily to the ground...

  After coughing a few times, I got up from the ground and looked back, only to see that behind me was already pitch black, nothing could be seen, only the mournful cries of wailing came one after another. Listening to those miserable cries, I couldn't help but secretly rejoice in my heart, fortunately, I had hidden in this passage in time, otherwise, in that enclosed space, being blown up by two hand grenades... it would have been strange if I hadn't been left with only half a life like them. At the same time, there was also some remorse in my heart, because I knew very well that among those who were killed, not just Vietnamese soldiers, but most of them were civilians.

  War is like this, we often have to hurt some innocent people in order to protect our own lives.

  But this seems to be none of my business, the devils should have considered the consequences when they were trying to turn everyone into soldiers. We are warriors, fighting desperately on the battlefield, we won't be great enough to cut off our own flesh to feed the eagles!

  At that time, I didn't think so much and didn't dare to stay in the passage for a long time. I plucked up my courage and crawled outwards in the dark. This section of the passage was not very long, so it wasn't long before I reached the end, which was also the exit. Just as I was rejoicing at having escaped danger, several gun muzzles were pressed against my head...

  "Don't shoot, it's... one of us!" Although it was in the dark, I could still tell that this was Chen Yiyis voice.

  "It's the class monitor, it really is the class monitor, the class monitor has emerged!"

  "It's really Class Monitor, Class Monitor is still alive!"

  ……

  It wasn't until I saw the scar-faced man that I was sure it was a false alarm, and by then I was already exhausted and almost being dragged out by them.

  "Squad leader!" Knife Scar gripped my shoulder tightly and said, "We all thought you were glorious! You damn well have a life harder than stone!"

  I plopped down on the ground with a thud, weakly taunting: "How can you be glorious? If you want to be glorious, you can't rush ahead of me!"

  Scars and warriors heard the words, burst into laughter, the intimacy between comrades was only fully revealed in this hearty laugh.

  "Ah, Second Monitor!" At this time, the bookworm who was almost unrecognizable with a face full of soot hastily came up to me and anxiously said: "Second Monitor, you've been messing around in the ammunition depot... originally it wasn't a big deal, but now that the devils have discovered there's an internal traitor mixed in, what are we going to do now..."

  "Hmm!" As the bookworm said, I realized that it was indeed true. Originally, there wouldn't have been any problem if the Viet Minh hadn't discovered us. We only needed to wait outside for the Viet Minh to move the ammunition boxes and trigger the hand grenades. However, now...the Viet Minh already knew we had infiltrated their tunnels, and might even know that we had entered the ammunition depot...it was impossible for them not to carefully inspect this place. If they were to discover the trap I set, wouldn't all our efforts be in vain?!

  At this thought, I sprang up from the ground and rushed towards the reader, shouting: "Quick! Report to the higher-ups immediately and launch an attack on all the tunnels at once! The sooner the better!"

  Wish all friends a happy Double Seventh Festival! If you have a girlfriend, don't waste your time reading books about soldiers, go roll in the sheets instead!