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Second Floor
Tie Zhu heard the sound of the door opening as he entered the room, his eyes fixed on the staircase. He chambered a round in his Machine Gun, his finger resting on the trigger, anxiously waiting for the Japanese soldier to come upstairs.
The Japanese soldiers were very cautious, with two of them backing each other up, providing mutual cover. They moved with low footsteps, making almost no noise, clearly seasoned veterans of the battlefield.
Tie Zhu's eyes widened as he stared at the staircase, sweat beginning to bead on his forehead. This was his first time facing the Japanese alone, and he felt a mix of tension and anxiety, tinged with a hint of fear.
The muzzle of a Japanese rifle first appeared at the top of the stairs, the long Type 38 Rifle still stained with blood from its bayonet, as if proclaiming its past achievements.
Tie Zhu was extremely nervous; his face had started to pale, and his fingers trembled slightly. He kept reminding himself to stay calm, to stay calm, repeatedly encouraging himself until his racing heart gradually settled down.
The helmet of a Japanese soldier peeked around the corner, its dark green color coming into Tie Zhu's view. He took a deep breath and shifted his aim towards it, feeling the complex emotions within him slowly dissipate.
The Japanese soldier moved very cautiously, taking about ten seconds to ascend the short staircase.
The leading Japanese soldier carefully scanned the second floor as he reached the corner of the stairs. He paused briefly and tiptoed to peek upstairs.
Being short in stature, averaging around 1.6 meters tall, the Japanese soldier struggled to see clearly on the second floor and had to take two more steps forward.
After moving forward two steps, the Japanese soldier finally got a glimpse of the second floor. It was quite spacious, with closed windows and some chairs arranged irregularly. However, there were clear signs of recent activity; footprints were visible on the floor.
The Japanese soldier slowly ascended two more steps and turned his body. Suddenly, several heavy gunshots rang out, and a muzzle emerged from behind a chair, shooting him in the head.
Tie Zhu watched as the Japanese soldier slowly climbed upstairs and revealed his head. Just as he prepared to fire again, the Japanese soldier did not notice him. Tie Zhu suppressed his anxious emotions to a minimum and continued to wait patiently.
At that moment, Tie Zhu seemed to be gradually adapting to the rhythm of battle, slowly transforming from prey into hunter.
The Japanese soldier revealed most of his body but suddenly turned around. Tie Zhu was startled by this unexpected movement and instinctively pulled the trigger.
The Machine Gun blasted through the Japanese soldier's head, causing his lifeless body to collapse and roll down the staircase to the corner below.
Another Japanese Soldier was startled by the sudden gunfire, and in a moment of panic, he missed his step and tumbled down the stairs to the first floor.
The room fell silent once again, a deathly silence.
The Japanese Soldier knew there was a Chinese Soldier on the second floor, and there was also a Machine Gun guarding the staircase, but he did not know how many Chinese Soldiers were on the second floor or the exact position of the Machine Gun.
When he had just gone upstairs, he had aimed at the hall on the first floor, so he did not notice the direction from which the bullets were coming.
Tie Zhu knew there were still Japanese Soldiers downstairs, but he did not know how many there were. From the gunfire outside, he judged that there should be quite a few Japanese Soldiers out there.
The two of them silently faced each other, both afraid to make even the slightest sound, fearing that any small mistake could lead to their doom.
The Japanese Soldier dared not fire his weapon for fear of provoking an encirclement by nearby Chinese Soldiers. Tie Zhu did not dare to go downstairs; he could only hold his gun and guard the staircase on the second floor.
Time passed slowly for Tie Zhu and the Japanese Soldier downstairs; every second felt like torture.
The Japanese Soldier appeared somewhat anxious. He knew that other Japanese Soldiers around him had gradually retreated to their rear positions, and soon this area would become controlled by Chinese forces.
He was even more reluctant to venture outside; he was unsure if the Chinese Soldiers pursuing them had left and did not dare to stick his head out.
This strange standoff lasted about five minutes. The Japanese Soldier, unwilling to sit idly by, decided to take action first.
He slowly pulled a Grenade from his waist, cautiously approached the staircase, carefully released the safety pin as he reached the bottom of the stairs, then crept around the corner and crouched down. With all his strength, he threw the Grenade up towards the second floor.
"Ding ding ding ding..."
A series of dull thuds echoed as Tie Zhu saw a Black Object thrown from the first floor flying diagonally toward his position on the second floor.
“Grenade!”
Tie Zhu was intently listening to the sounds from downstairs when he heard faint footsteps approaching. He knew someone was preparing to come upstairs, but halfway up, the person suddenly stopped. At that moment, he saw a Grenade flying up from the stairwell.
Tie Zhu was deeply impressed by the chaos caused by the explosion of a Grenade from a Japanese Soldier in the Ruined Building. When he saw the Grenade thrown to the second floor, he was immediately terrified.
In a frenzy, Tie Zhu began to fire his Machine Gun wildly at the stairwell. In an instant, he emptied an entire magazine, and the sound of empty firing echoed from the Machine Gun.
The second floor had wooden flooring; during this era, cement was very expensive, and most Chinese buildings still used traditional wooden structures.
The Machine Gun fire pierced through the floor, instantly turning the Japanese Soldiers hiding around the corner into Swiss cheese.
After running out of bullets, Tie Zhu regained a bit of calm and threw himself onto Wang Shunliu, determined to protect his Shunliu Brother even if it meant death.
A Grenade from a Japanese Soldier exploded around the corner with a loud bang, shaking the entire Small Building. A large hole was blown into the headboard of the bed at the corner, and various strange sounds filled the room along with small flames flickering up.
All Tie Zhu could hear was a deafening noise ringing in his ears, followed by a buzzing sound. He also heard various objects hitting the desk in front of him. However, aside from feeling discomfort in his ears, he felt no pain at all.
After the explosion, Tie Zhu stood up in confusion. The room had been transformed by the blast; both windows had irregular holes, and the floor was covered in darkness. The air was thick with the smell of gunpowder, and small flames were stubbornly burning on the ground.
Looking around, Tie Zhu checked himself for injuries and found none; he was completely unharmed. He glanced down at Wang Shunliu, who was still lying on the ground sound asleep. The violent explosion had not woken him.
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