Fighting! Those two hundred-odd puppet soldiers in front of us could crush the eight of us. But if we don't fight, how can we just watch them escape without firing a single shot? How can we face our subordinates? If I were alone, I would do it without hesitation, but now…
“What do we do?” the old sergeant finally asked.
“Fight!” Tiger waved his rifle. “We’ll hold them off for as long as we can. Even if we die, we’ll wait for our main force to arrive and avenge us!”
The main force! Hearing this, an idea suddenly popped into my head.
“Tiger,” I ordered, “you take two comrades and walk fifty paces to the west. Sergeant, you take two comrades and walk fifty paces to the east. The remaining comrade will follow me. Ten minutes later, when I fire, you throw all your grenades, then loudly blow
