Chapter 2: The Ghost's Unromantic Ways
The old saying goes, "Die under the pomegranate skirt, even as a ghost it's windy", at this moment Wei Yuankun has a "pomegranate skirt" by his side, to be precise, it's an ultra-mini skirt that's even more revealing than a pomegranate skirt. However, Wei Yuankun doesn't have the slightest intention of being "windy" because he doesn't want to die.
When Wei Yuankun discovered that someone was helping him again, he felt excited. However, when he found out that the reinforcements consisted of only Wang Fangyuan, Wei Yuankun's heart sank in disappointment and despair. "I'm done for this time!" This was his main thought. Of course, towards Wang Fangyuan herself, Wei Yuankun felt more gratitude. After listening to her story, he learned that she had come alone to find him out of concern for her own safety. He inexplicably developed a good impression of this classmate - but it definitely wasn't love. Although the two were in a situation reminiscent of the Northeastern folk song "Big Sister is Beautiful, Big Sister is Wild, Big Sister Walked into the Green Bamboo Forest", and although Wang Fangyuan was indeed beautiful, no couple would choose to romance in a green bamboo forest with enemies closing in from all sides and bullets flying overhead. Of course, Wang Fangyuan hadn't told the truth either. In reality, it wasn't as heroic as she had said. If she had told Wei Yuankun that she had come out to relieve herself but got lost because she wandered too far and was bad with directions, then mistakenly encountered Japanese soldiers and ran to him in a panic - well, that would have been okay. Anyway, no matter what, Wei Yuankun already considered her to be tied to the same fate as himself. At this moment, Wei Yuankun thought he was doomed. As the saying goes, "A dying man's words are always good", and he couldn't be an exception.
"Go ahead, don't mind me," Wei Yuankun said a line often spoken by martyrs in revolutionary historical drama films. Unfortunately, his tone was not heroic enough, and he immediately followed up with a sigh of regret: "If I had known this would happen, I wouldn't have tied your pigtails to the chair." Although it was a remorseful statement, such lines were more typical of youth campus dramas and didn't quite fit the war-torn environment. Wang Fangyuan didn't pay attention to Wei Yuankun's apology, thinking his words were just nonsense spoken out of nervousness. In reality, she too was speaking nonsense while attacking people and destroying things - she shouted "I'll kill you! I'll kill you!" as she swept her MP5 submachine gun wildly, emptying all five magazines in an instant. Her shooting left a deep impression on the Japanese soldiers: first, her firepower was fierce; second, her marksmanship was terrible. After all, one couldn't expect a girl who had only received military training in school and was now in a state of extreme fear to understand how to use burst fire to improve accuracy and conserve ammunition. Of course, the Japanese soldiers wouldn't think that this woman, who scattered bullets everywhere on the ground and in the air more than ten meters away, was harmless. For example, a brave Japanese sergeant tried to take advantage of her poor marksmanship to prove his own bravery, but he was shot in the arm after taking only a few steps - although Wang Fangyuan hadn't aimed at him. According to logic, this sergeant would have suffered nothing more than a scratch on his arm, but the situation the Japanese soldiers were facing couldn't be explained by logic. Moreover, Wang Fangyuan had a small wicked streak: she liked using 21st-century fragmentation bullets, which had the direct consequence of blowing off the sergeant's arm. At a distance of less than a hundred meters, the blood and bone fragments that splattered everywhere entered Wang Fangyuan's field of vision, causing her first reaction to be vomiting up all the snacks she had eaten earlier, such as potato chips and shrimp crackers. Fortunately, she didn't soil her clothes, and she discovered that she could vomit while continuing to shoot wildly. Unfortunately, her vomit landed on Wei Yuankun's face and body, seriously interfering with his line of sight. Moreover, having lost the suppressive firepower of the submachine gun, the Japanese soldiers had set up a machine gun, pinning down Wei Yuankun. The two tried to escape but were met with a hail of bullets as soon as they stood up. For Wei Yuankun, the damage wasn't severe, but the weight of his equipment, nearly 250 pounds, crushed Wang Fangyuan's body, causing her to almost spit out blood.
Bullets were flying overhead, and occasionally grenade launchers would come over, although they had bulletproof vests to protect them, but the two of them still got a few more pieces of shrapnel on their bodies. For example, there was a piece of shrapnel stuck in Wang Fangyuan's cheek. This situation can be described as "heaven has no way and earth has no door". At this moment, Wei Yuankun didn't have time to worry about whether his leg would become disabled, and Wang Fangyuan didn't have time to worry about whether the shrapnel would leave scars on her face - their lives were almost gone, these things were no longer important.
No way, even if I die, I'll take down two of them with me! Wei Yuankun said fiercely, and he pushed Wang Fangyuan beside him again. Hurry up and go! Wang Fangyuan didn't decline, but she had only run out for two steps when she suddenly fell to the ground crying. Her thigh was hit by several shrapnel, plus her calf cramped due to fear, so she couldn't move either.
At this moment, Zhèng Tàiyuè's mouth corner revealed a hint of a smile. At first, the firepower exposed by the other side really took him aback. Two machine guns (one AK and one MP5 mistaken for a machine gun), plus a grenade launcher, combined with the precise design earlier, his first impression was that this was an official unit of the Eighth Route Army. However, when the automatic weapons' gunfire sounded, he discovered that the other side's tactical awareness was not like that of even a basically trained soldier, but rather like a group of bandits or armed civilians. This point had to be admired for his mature vision, as it turned out that they were indeed two armed civilians. However, his estimate of the enemy's strength was clearly wrong; he believed that the other side's Eighth Route Army had at least one platoon or more, until finally, he found out that there were only two people resisting them.
"Take them alive!" But Sergeant Taisho Minami didn't order the two resisters to be killed out of anger like other sergeants. He felt that there was something strange about this man and woman. Relying on a soldier's intuition, including a bit of human curiosity, and most importantly, his confidence in his own and his subordinates' combat strength, he decided to capture the two alive.
Although Wei Yuankun was still able to resist, due to the enemy's approach, his shooting skills became increasingly poor because of tension. The initial two or three shots of firing also turned into aimless continuous shooting. When a bullet hit his left arm, he couldn't even do this kind of continuous shooting anymore. After all, he wasn't Rambo or Terminator, and his muscles hadn't developed to the point where they could support single-handed use of an automatic rifle for shooting.
On the other hand, Wang Fangyuan had long been scared stupid, her two eyes staring straight ahead, and the nonsense in her mouth had also turned into "I want to go home, I want to go home". Looking at Wang Fangyuan again, looking at the Japanese soldiers who were constantly approaching, Wei Yuankun thought of many things in an instant - he might be killed on the spot, whether it was being stabbed to death with a bayonet or beheaded by an officer, that's not certain. There is also the possibility that he will be buried alive. In short, no matter what, according to various revolutionary-themed films and TV shows, as well as the memories of old people, plus the fact that he had just killed several Japanese soldiers, he knew with his feet that if he fell into their hands, he would definitely not have a good ending.
As for Wang Fangyuan beside him, the first thing he thought of was the things like "The Last Resort of the Female Textile Workers" and "The Legend of the Heroine of Jiaozhou" hidden deep in his computer. Although it's very inappropriate to recall these dark and dirty things now, with Wang Fangyuan's appearance, plus the usual behavior of Japanese soldiers, it can be imagined that if she were captured, there might be a high possibility of those very yellow and violent scenes appearing.
Of course, this is not an unsolvable problem. Faced with this situation, Wei Yuankun already had a solution. He used his only remaining arm that could still move to take out the pistol and threw it to Wang Fangyuan. "Sister, sorry, you should kill yourself!" Due to the battle earlier, Wang Fangyuan, who usually didn't care about Wei Yuankun's words as her high school class leader, surprisingly listened to his words for the first time after being scared stupid, and obediently picked up the pistol and aimed it at her own head. Wei Yuankun himself also turned the muzzle of the AK rifle around, first aiming at his mouth, but because the scorching hot barrel burned his lips, he had to move the muzzle again, stretching his neck to prepare for a shot to his chin.
"Is this how I'm going to end?" Although such a way of dying was also quite tragic, Wei Yuankun still felt it wasn't worth it.
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