One man's resistance against Japan, I mobilized a million people to aid Shanghai.

Zhu Yong then used consciousness transfer to directly transfer to one of his clones, leading the other two clones to sweep the Japanese soldiers during the mortar bombardment.

The continuous firing of mortars killed 87 Japanese soldiers on the Japanese positions in the targeted direction.

The Japanese officer was furious. He hadn't expected that they were so far from the First Battalion's position, and yet they were killed by his own mortar.

He had already realized that it wasn't their soldiers who were attacking them with mortars. He was furious and immediately pointed at where Zhu Yong and his men were, yelling, "Baka, grab them!"

"I want them dead. Get rid of them quickly and take back the artillery position."

Zhu Yong watched as the Japanese soldiers charged towards them. He then took two other accomplices, each carrying a satchel charge, and buried one of the three mortars next to them.

With two clones, they charged directly at the Japanese soldiers who were surrounding them. The Japanese soldiers did not expect that they would choose to perish together.

They were initially advancing forward, but when they saw the attackers rushing towards them with explosives, they panicked and began desperately trying to run back.

They didn't want to die here for no reason; the explosive charge might blow them to bits in an instant.

At this moment, Zhu Yong, along with his two clones, was already prepared to die and didn't care about the hail of bullets being swept by the Japanese soldiers.

Despite being attacked, he stubbornly pressed forward while clutching the explosive charge, ultimately perishing alongside 38 Japanese soldiers.

After being bombarded by mortars and attacked by the aftershocks of the final explosive charge, Zhu Yong killed a total of 125 Japanese soldiers.

As expected, artillery shells were more powerful. In the first two attempts, Zhu Yong used his unerring aim to eliminate only a small number of Japanese soldiers each time.

This time, Zhu Yong used explosives and mortars to wipe out dozens of times more Japanese soldiers than before. Next time, he will be able to bring out even more clones.

......

Before the explosive charge detonated, Zhu Yong used his consciousness to instantly return to his original body.

After the aftershocks of the shelling subsided, Zhu Yong immediately led all the remaining clones to seek refuge with Xie Jinyuan once again.

Xie Jinyuan looked at the 90 international students in front of him and felt incredibly shocked.

He still remembered Zhu Yong's words, but he hadn't expected these international students to arrive so quickly.

These students all had firm eyes and were filled with a strong belief in serving their country. They were ready to sacrifice themselves for the battle without hesitation.

Xie Jinyuan felt as if his heart was being violently gripped. He looked at Zhu Yong, thinking of the tragic deaths of so many international students in front of him.

He felt a pang of heartache. He looked at Zhu Yong and said, "Why don't you retreat to the rear? This battle was far too intense."

"And you are all students who have returned from studying abroad. You not only have rich combat experience, but also a lot of knowledge that you have learned while studying abroad."

"You will still have a place to use your talents after you retreat to the rear. Serving your country is not limited to the battlefield."

"Pass on what you have learned and teach it to our future soldiers so that they may be more effective in combat than you were on the battlefield."

"You are now on the battlefield, facing such extreme combat conditions, and it is possible that you are destined not to return."

"So while the Japanese haven't launched their attack yet, you should leave as soon as possible and retreat to the rear."

Zhu Yong shook his head; he was already prepared to die. He looked at Xie Jinyuan and asked, "Battalion Commander, since the situation on the battlefield is so urgent, how long can we hold out if we retreat to the rear?"

"The kind of place you're talking about for using your skills is not optimistic given the current situation where the ground is full of battlefields."

"If our battlefield positions are captured and breached by the Japanese, even if we retreat to the rear, it will only be a matter of surviving for another day or two."

"But if we join you now, join this battle, there might still be a chance to turn the tide of the war."

"As long as we hold this position, we are holding onto more hope, and in my opinion, that may be more meaningful."

"Moreover, we chose to study abroad to acquire these skills in order to serve our country. Since that's the case, and the opportunity is right in front of us, how can we be cowards?"

"How can we watch you fight and bleed on the front lines while we hide in the rear under your protection? Let us fight! We will never retreat a single step."

While the two were still arguing, the Japanese took the opportunity to launch an attack.

Their mortars continued to bombard the First Battalion's position, and the Japanese soldiers, under the cover of the mortars, began to advance steadily towards the First Battalion's position.

The situation was becoming increasingly critical, with the Japanese getting closer and closer. Xie Jinyuan looked at Zhu Yong's determined gaze, and considered the current circumstances.

Zhu Yong is right. They had no choice. Even if they retreated to the rear, they would only be able to survive for another day or two.

He immediately appointed Zhu Yong as company commander, then gathered all the guns around him and issued them to Zhu Yong and his 89 clones.

Zhu Yong, along with his 89 clones, each received a gun and quickly dispersed, each going to their designated position.

Afterwards, Zhu Yong and his 89 clones displayed their divine power, killing the Japanese soldiers who were constantly approaching them with every shot.

Anyone within their target range would be shot in the head, and their 89 clones, scattered in different locations, would cause the Japanese soldiers to fall in droves before they could even react.

The Japanese had just dispatched a small assault team of 50 soldiers, who were relentlessly charging towards the First Battalion.

As a result, the team was wiped out in minutes by Zhu Yong and his clone's attacks.

The Japanese soldiers, refusing to believe in their fate, sent out another assault team, which was instantly wiped out once again.

[Ding, host has killed 225.]

Seeing that all four detachments sent out fell down quickly after only a short time, the Japanese soldiers in the rear were shocked by the scene.

They haven't seen that many firing positions yet, but their squads, sent out one after another, are falling in droves.

The Japanese soldier was stunned. He couldn't understand what this was. Could it be that there were 100 snipers in the opposing camp?

But how is this possible? How can so many sharpshooters be gathered on a single battlefield?

Xie Jinyuan was overjoyed to see this, as he had never expected that all of these international students were sharpshooters.

Xie Jinyuan felt that their unerring accuracy was simply divine intervention.