In the afterglow of the setting sun, the fiery clouds in the sky seemed to be stained with blood on the ground, unfolding together in a brilliant red color.
On the battlefield littered with corpses, black smoke curled up, carrying the cruelty and tragedy of countless casualties in the war. The invading Japanese slowly approached Shen Junsheng, who was standing with his head down on the battlefield, with their guns raised.
Shen Junsheng did not struggle and was surrounded by the Japanese.
He could no longer move. He had been shot three times in the calf, once in the abdomen, and four times in the right arm. He could only support himself on the ground with the submachine gun in his hand, and only by slightly bending his left leg could he barely stand. Blood was flowing from the gunshot wounds like a stream.
This is also the reason why Shen Junsheng did not rush up and fight those bastards to the death.
The blood from the corner of his mouth dripped stickily onto the military emblem on his chest, staining his uniform dark.
Shen Junsheng looked at the Japanese in front of him with wild and cold eyes and murderous intent, his blood-stained lips slightly raised, and his tone was cold and sarcastic.
"We've fought for so many years, but even dogs can't bite people like you." Even though his breath was weak and a lot of blood had been lost, his momentum remained undiminished.
These words were extremely humiliating. The Japanese officer on the opposite side turned cold when he heard them. He raised his gun and spoke in broken Chinese.
"Young Marshal Shen, you are a talented general. If you cooperate with us, perhaps you can be promoted."
After all, they have fought with Shen Junsheng for so many years, so they naturally understand his military talents.
Hearing this, Shen Junsheng raised his eyes slightly and looked at him, narrowing his dark, dangerous and cold eyes, and no expression could be seen on his wild and dark face.
"really?"
"A gentleman's word is as good as gold."
Listening to him speaking Chinese, Shen Junsheng sneered and lowered his eyes. Damn this gentleman, he can be so righteous when he comes to someone else's house to steal things. Damn it.
He lazily raised his black pupils, stared coldly at the Japanese officer with a sharp and cold gaze, and sneered.
"Then how about this? You can show your sincerity first. For example, you can kneel down and apologize, saying that your country is an invading and robbing bandits. Maybe I will consider it."
Shen Junsheng supported the submachine gun standing on the ground with one hand and let the other hand hang at his waist. He looked up at the Japanese officer in front of him nonchalantly, his eyes full of sarcasm and disgust, without losing his military demeanor at all.
"you!"
After hearing this, the officer also knew that Shen Junsheng was playing a trick on him!
“Young Marshal Shen is unwilling to surrender to us. It seems... you want to go down and accompany your soldiers!”
The Japanese officer had a ferocious face like a devil, and his hand was pointing directly at the safety bolt under the gun barrel between Shen Junsheng's eyebrows.
"Heh...are you worthy? What father would surrender to his son?"
“…”
Shen Junsheng, who had originally casually wanted to continue to provoke him, suddenly had his pupils move. He looked at a place behind the Japanese man. His face was dark and particularly embarrassed, and he suddenly felt a sense of unreality. Subconsciously, there was some panic and cowardice in his eyes.
How come she is here?!
There is not a single good spot on his body; he looks so messy and ugly.
Would she, who always loves perfect things, despise herself?
[Ding! Male protagonist's favorability, 99!]
Looking at the beautiful figure with scarlet pupils hiding in the woods opposite, Shen Junsheng's dark scarlet pupils moved slightly. He knew that Sheng Wu was not simple and her abilities were not those of an ordinary person, so he was not surprised that she would appear.
But, was she here to save him, or... to see if he was dead or not?
About a few dozen meters away was Sheng Wu, whose body was stained with blood. She looked at Shen Junsheng without any fluctuation in her eyes and did not make any movement. It was really impossible to understand what she meant.
Shen Junsheng didn't know what he was thinking. He was no longer in the mood to listen to the Japanese officer's words. His eyes were filled with complex emotions. He didn't even think about asking Sheng Wu to rescue him. After all, he didn't know her abilities. What if she got implicated by bringing him along as a burden? What if?
She didn't even try to save herself.
Shen Junsheng glanced at the bloody corpses on the ground around him. There were his soldiers, militiamen who supported him, fallen military flags and countless incomplete corpses.
Now, it's just him.
“Marshal Shen, our victory is a foregone conclusion, why should you pin your hopes on this country anymore.”
The blood in his body was almost drained, and Shen Junsheng's pale lips were stained with blood, making it impossible to see the blood. His scarlet eyes stared blankly at Sheng Wu in the distance, his lips slightly raised, and his wild and low voice was full of fatigue but resolute loyalty.
"You said it yourself, this is home. How could anyone dislike their own home?"
He raised his free right hand slightly and stroked the whip on his waist that had been pierced by a gun and had blocked many bullets for him in the past eight years, as if he was using something to stroke someone's face.
When the Japanese around him saw him move, they immediately pointed their guns at him vigilantly.
"what are you up to!"
The Japanese officer shouted sternly, he knew that Shen Junsheng was at the end of his rope.
But Shen Junsheng ignored him, and just looked through him at Sheng Wu who was far behind him, his eyes were deep and gentle. After stroking the whip with his right hand, the frown that always woke him up late at night for the past eight years finally relaxed, and then.
With his last bit of strength, Shen Junsheng quickly lifted the submachine gun that was resting on the ground and pulled the trigger with his fingertips.
Towards Shengwu.
"Bang!"
A gunshot rang out.
“Plop!”
Shen Junsheng's heart suddenly shrank, and his entire tall and embarrassed body trembled violently backwards. He lowered his head slightly, looking at his heart that was shot and bleeding. He opened his mouth in shock, his breathing disordered, and the blood flowing from his heart dyed the whip at his waist red.
He couldn't tell...the palpitations just now were caused by the bullet.
It's because of her.
[Ding! Male protagonist's favorability, 100!]
Finally, Shen Junsheng raised his eyes and stared at Sheng Wu, who was pointing a gun at him dozens of meters away. His bloodstained lips parted into a grin.
How nice! At least...I died in your hands.
In fact, that gun.
No bullets.
"puff!"
Finally, Shen Junsheng suddenly spat out large mouthfuls of blood. The next second, his tall and majestic body fell straight back, his eyes wide open looking at the blue sky, and the tears in the corners of his eyes sank into the red soil.
Shen Junsheng, the eldest son of Shen Jun and the young marshal of the city of Sijiu, died on the land he fought to defend.
"Who fired the shot?"
The Japanese officer suddenly turned around, angry and impatient. After all, a living Shen Junsheng was of great value!
But as soon as he turned around, his pupils suddenly shocked!
A bullet hit him right between the eyebrows.
Then, in June, it snowed in the city for the first time ever!
It should have been a hot summer, but snow began to fall like goose feathers, covering the bodies of countless martyrs.
It seems to have become a cenotaph.
And Shen Junsheng's eyes, which opened for the last time, also closed quietly.
......
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