Perhaps because the Japanese never expected us to attack the headquarters, the defenses inside were much looser than we imagined. My soldiers and I charged up the stairs and only encountered some sporadic resistance. What excited the soldiers was that almost every three or four men in the resisting troops were officers. I didn't know what kind of officers they were, but my eyes were dazzled by the gold threads and stars...
In fact, only the old sergeant in our platoon could distinguish the Japanese ranks. The soldiers were all new recruits, weren't they? They weren't familiar with the ranks of the National Revolutionary Army yet! I don't know if the old sergeant was showing off in front of us or what, but he kept muttering about the Japanese corpses along the way: "This is a major, this i
