92: Chapter 92 Death is heavier than Mount Tai

"He was a hero. His death was heavier than Mount Tai; it was worth it."

"Those of us who are still alive must continue to hold our ground. Those Chinese Soldiers who sacrificed themselves did so to defend our country. If we fail to hold this position, how will we face them in the afterlife?"

Regimental Adjutant Xie Jin looked at the Chinese Soldiers before him and spoke with a passionate tone.

His words rallied the morale of the Chinese Soldiers.

"The more frantic the enemy becomes, the more desperate they are."

"In this battle, the enemy has suffered more losses than we have. If we keep wearing them down, they will be the ones who can't hold on."

Regimental Adjutant Xie Jin finished speaking.

Wang Ye took a deep breath and said, "We understand."

Seeing that the Chinese Soldiers had truly taken his words to heart, Regimental Adjutant Xie Jin left the top floor.

The battle continued, and Wang Ye returned to the fifth floor.

To prevent the enemy from continuing to use these 'iron turtle' tactics.

Regimental Adjutant Xie Jin ordered Wang Ye to form a Suicide Squad.

Since the results Shu Sheng achieved with his death were effective, sometimes, sacrifice is necessary.

If they were afraid of dying, the various regional armies wouldn't have rushed to Shanghai one after another.

Currently, China is at a disadvantage in every aspect against the Japanese.

We can only rely on human lives to hold the line.

Numbers are China's only advantage.

Upon hearing Regimental Adjutant Xie Jin's words, Wang Ye agreed without hesitation.

Then, he recruited five people from the entire battalion to serve in the Suicide Squad.

This included himself; if necessary, he would also jump.

When the Chinese Soldiers learned of Wang Ye's choice, they all tried to persuade him otherwise.

As a company commander, he shouldn't be so impulsive.

"Don't worry, I won't jump easily. Only if there's truly no other way will I jump." Wang Ye waved his hands quickly, telling them not to worry.

Although he had formed the Suicide Squad, he didn't want these soldiers to use their lives to stop the enemy's advance.

The enemy's attack continued.

The news of Shu Sheng jumping from the building to take the enemy down with him quickly spread throughout the entire battalion.

All the Chinese Soldiers knew of a soldier who had tied grenades to his body, jumped into the enemy ranks, and perished with them.

All the Chinese Soldiers were holding their breath.

If the Sihang Warehouse were lost, they would feel guilty for the rest of their lives.

The battle raged from the afternoon into the night.

After eating, Wang Ye returned to the roof to patrol.

At night, the enemy launched another attack.

Wang Ye narrowed his eyes; visibility was poor at night.

Likewise, the enemy soldiers also had poor visibility while operating at night.

Suddenly, a blinding light appeared below.

Wang Ye looked down and realized it seemed to be an enemy armored vehicle.

The enemy had installed a spotlight on top of the armored vehicle.

The spotlight illuminated the entire Sihang Warehouse.

The civilians across the river in the International Settlement could even see people moving on the top floor of The Warehouse.

When Wang Ye saw the spotlight, his eyes were blinded by the glare.

He quickly looked away.

The spotlight was aimed directly at them; if they dared to look straight at it, the brightness would be unbearable.

If the light kept shining on them, they wouldn't be able to see what was happening below at all.

This was even more dangerous than not being able to see anything earlier.

After all, earlier they couldn't see, but neither could the enemy.

But now it was different; they couldn't see, but the enemy could.

If the enemy seized the opportunity to sneak to the base of The Warehouse, it would be dangerous.

Wang Ye was just about to call for people to help take out that enemy armored vehicle.

But unexpectedly, an explosion suddenly came from below.

The blinding light was immediately extinguished.

Before he could even look over, an even louder explosion rang out.

The sky-high flames illuminated Wang Ye's face.

The flames were fleeting, fading to a weak flicker after only a moment.

Wang Ye looked over and saw the armored vehicle was only a dozen meters away from the building.

At this moment, the armored vehicle was engulfed in roaring flames; the power of the explosion didn't look like it came from a grenade.

It looked more like the ammunition compartment of the armored vehicle had exploded.

About a hundred meters away from The Warehouse.

The enemy infantry were crouching in place, trembling.

The sound of the explosion had scared them so much that they crouched right where they were, not daring to move.

Because the explosions from the daytime were still fresh in their minds.

Although they weren't the ones blown up, they had seen their own people killed, and the sight was truly miserable.

"Baka, what is going on?" an enemy soldier cursed.

"I think I saw someone jump down from the building," another enemy soldier whispered.

"Are you telling the truth?"

The soldier next to him was a bit skeptical.

"It should be true; I think I saw it too."

One enemy soldier said.

After such an explosion, these enemy soldiers didn't dare to continue moving forward.

They looked at the burning armored vehicle in the distance, and the fear in their hearts kept growing.

This kind of "human grenade" falling from the sky made even them feel fear.

Dying without even knowing what happened.

At this moment, on the roof.

Wang Ye was still wondering how the armored vehicle had been blown up.

Suddenly, someone brought him terrible news.

It turned out that the armored vehicle that had just been blown up was taken out by one of their Suicide Squad members.

He didn't know the person's name; he only knew that the person had approached him and volunteered for the Suicide Squad.

The Suicide Squad had been formed for less than half a day, and already one person had sacrificed themselves.

Wang Ye thought he had accepted it, but he hadn't expected that now, another person had gone before him.

After this explosion, the enemy did not continue their attack that night.

Time quickly arrived at the next morning.

On the battlefield, with high mental tension, one cannot sleep soundly, nor can one suffer from insomnia.

Wang Ye hadn't slept soundly last night.

Shu Sheng's death, as well as the death of the other unknown soldier, made him constantly ponder in his heart.

Is doing this worth it?

But by daytime, he had figured it out.

In Wang Ye's livestream room.

Wang Ye was chatting with the audience.

The audience was somewhat concerned about Wang Ye's state.

Seeing the audience's concern, he immediately smiled and said, "I'm fine. Are you afraid I won't be able to move on?"

"How much have I experienced these past few days? My mental fortitude has long been forged. Rest assured, I won't get stuck in a rut."

Wang Ye reassured the audience.

"Sigh, Brother Wang, it's good that you're okay. To be honest, we didn't expect him to jump down either. But the effect was good."

"If one person's life can take out so many enemy soldiers and stop them from succeeding, then more people can be saved from sacrifice."

"Sometimes, necessary sacrifices are required. Perhaps this is unfair to the individual, but the situation itself is unfair; the gap between China and the enemy is too great."

"If my life could let my comrades live, I would do the same. At least the death would be worth it. If I died in vain without doing anything, that would be the most unacceptable."

"That's right, isn't there a good old saying? Death befalls everyone; it can be lighter than a feather or heavier than Mount Tai. The deaths of Shu Sheng and the others were all heavier than Mount Tai."

In the livestream room, the audience was constantly lamenting.

The deaths of Shu Sheng and the others had taught them a lesson.

Likewise, it had also taught Wang Ye.

Wang Ye would not forget them; this experience would leave a profound mark on his life.