Chapter 130 The Moon of Yesteryear
Amidst the hail of bullets, Da Ni placed her hand on the battalion commander's neck, then closed her eyes tightly and shouted, "Second and Third Platoons, flank and attack from behind! First Platoon, follow me!"
"Cover me!"
With a roll, Da Ni crawled to the soldier holding the armor-piercing rocket launcher. The man was already dead. Da Ni simply hoisted the rocket launcher onto her shoulder. Shells landed beside her, and flying dirt splattered on her face, but it did nothing to shake her.
Dani stared intently at the armored vehicle not far away, aimed, and fired!
As the smaller bullets struck the armored vehicle, the main munitions, arriving in succession, hit the same spot in a short time, resulting in an explosion and armor penetration.
"Charge them!"
"Charge!"
Without the support of armored vehicles, the Japanese army quickly fell into a disadvantageous position under the fearless attacks of the Eighth Route Army, but the enemy's artillery fire from the bunkers remained intense.
Da Ni bit her arm, which was bandaged, to stop the bleeding. The person next to her, panting heavily, said, "Platoon leader, there are civilians in the bunker."
"Use pepper spray! Force them out!"
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The same scene unfolded across North China, with everyone holding their breath, determined to tell all of China, and the world, that they were still fighting the Japanese! Still resisting the fascist invasion!
With a steady stream of good news coming back, Xie Ning's tense nerves finally relaxed a little.
When the autumn leaves turned yellow, she still couldn't hold on any longer and went back to the hospital to see Zhao Le for acupuncture. She had been away from home for most of that time and hadn't had time to come to the hospital at all.
During the acupuncture session, Xie Ning was scolded by Zhao Lehao, so she buried her head in the pillow and acted like an ostrich.
Zhao Le snorted coldly, but still felt sorry for Xie Ning who hadn't been eating or sleeping well for the past few months, so he extended the acupuncture time so that Xie Ning could get a good night's sleep.
She knew everything. Erniu didn't reveal the specifics, but she knew what the place was like: a dilapidated wooden house where people slept fully clothed on wooden planks, ate wild vegetable dumplings, and occasionally drank some millet to nourish themselves.
Zhao Le pulled Xie Ning's drowsy head out of the pillow, grabbed his notebook, and went to check on the patients.
When they arrived at a ward, they happened to meet a leader who had come to visit a hospitalized cadre. The ward was occupied by Xiao Shi, who was now emaciated, pale and thin, extremely weak, and still in a coma.
What illness does this veteran suffer from?
Zhao Le lifted Xiao Shi's blanket and pointed to several scars on his stomach, saying, "His illness is caused by several penetrating wounds that were not treated properly, resulting in weak digestive function. In addition, overwork and malnutrition led to severe coma due to excessive weakness of the body."
Zhao Le sighed, "He looks like he's suffering from all sorts of illnesses, but he's actually very easy to cure. Just give him a month's worth of food and he'll be fine."
Having enough to eat is a luxury for many soldiers. They are all grown men, how many of them have ever had a full meal?
The Kuomintang imposed a ban on the entry of "not a single pound of cotton, a single grain of rice, or a single foot of cloth" into the border region, and the economic blockade continued to escalate, resulting in an extreme shortage of food, cloth, and other necessities in the border region.
"Xiao Shi was a guerrilla fighter, a true hero. I heard that he once grabbed four bundles of grenades amidst enemy fire and went to blow up the city gate. He was overturned by a huge wave, and the scars on his stomach were from charging desperately, being stabbed multiple times when outnumbered..."
Everyone who saw the dense scars on Xiao Shi's body was deeply moved.
Even Zhao Le was no exception; it was truly hard to imagine how Xiao Shi had survived.
The commander's eyes welled up with tears. He said, "Take good care of this soldier. He is a combat hero. Xiao Li, bring me my milk collection certificate. Let's give our soldier some nourishment."
Immediately, many people looked at Xiao Shi, who was still unconscious, with envious eyes, not because of the daily half-jin milk collection certificate, but because of the leader's concern.
Zhao Le was also envious. When he went back to remove the needles from Xie Ning, he mentioned it, saying, "I wonder when I will receive such an honor."
Xie Ning smiled, resting her chin on her hand. "A milk collection certificate? I have one too, do you want one?"
"Go away!" She had it all herself; who cared about that half-pound of milk? What she cared about was the leader's concern and affirmation!
After a few laughs, Zhao Le became worried about Xie Ning's health again. "Are you going out again today? If you can be assigned to a post, then do so. There's so much to do, we can't expect you to do it all by yourself."
Even the healthiest person would be worn out from exhaustion, let alone Xie Ning's health... The old man in the cafeteria is more robust than her.
"I'm not leaving. Health is the foundation of everything, and I still cherish it very much."
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