In name only: In the name of Zhao Mengsheng's son!

Meanwhile, Zhao Miao, Zhang Cheng, and the old squad leader were surrounded by a group of Indians. The old squad leader had injured his leg and stepped on an animal trap, bleeding profusely! Originally, Zhao Miao and Zhang Cheng, these two young men, could definitely have escaped if they wanted to!

But the old squad leader had been with them for several months and treated them so well, so they couldn't possibly abandon him. The old squad leader told them to leave, but they refused to leave, no matter how much the old squad leader scolded them, they wouldn't leave!

Zhang Cheng and Zhao Miao, each with the pin of a grenade in their mouths, were dealing with the Indians. Zhao Miao and Zhang Cheng were terrified; their fear made the Indians laugh. They took out their phones and filmed the three of them. The old sergeant wished he were dead; his old commander had entrusted his two grandsons to him, and he was leading the two children to hell! He had heard clearly what the two children had said during their retreat!

Zhang Cheng called for Zhao Miao to leave, and Zhao Miao called for Zhang Cheng to leave, but neither of them was willing to abandon their brother.

Zhao Miao said at the time!

"You're letting me go? We're brothers, comrades-in-arms! I won't abandon my comrades and run away alone! We'll die together!"

No matter how much you curse Zhang Cheng, he won't leave. He says that since he's the older brother and died here, you, as the younger brother, have to avenge him!

But Zhao Miao's words stunned Zhang Cheng!

"I have no face to go back and see Grandpa, Uncle and Aunt. What are you going to say? That I sacrificed you to survive? That we'd die together?"

Zhang Cheng fell silent. He was right. No matter who went back, he would have no face to see his family! In that case, let's go in a grand and spectacular way!

So Zhang Cheng gritted his teeth and said!

"Ah Miao, don't bring shame to our family! Bite the pin of your 'glory bullet' in your mouth. Even if they shoot at us, we'll trade them a few lives!"

Zhao Miao paused for a moment, then did as he was told, and also took the old sergeant's grenade. The old sergeant couldn't help but think to himself, "My old commander's two children are not cowards; they both have the blood of heroes!" He also bit the pull ring!

Zhang Cheng had his reasons for doing this. The pull ring required four kilograms of force. If a person were shot in the head, they would grit their teeth and die rather than be captured! My great-grandfather, my grandfather, my family—I will not let them be disgraced! And not just my family! He was a soldier, and Zhang Cheng was also a Party member. He was the president of the Tsinghua University Student Union and had already joined the Party. He had sworn an oath under the Party flag to never betray the Party! A person can die a matter of life and death, like a feather or a mountain!

This stunned the Indians. Their fearful eyes quickly hardened. "Why are you pulling out grenades? And why are you biting the pins in your mouths? We just want to capture you. Do you have to risk your lives? Isn't living better than dying?"

Indians will never understand the beliefs of a Chinese soldier. They think that soldiers all over the world are like them, who should be arrogant when they can win and surrender when they can't!

So despite the mockery, the Indian man continued to coax the three men into putting down their grenades, saying, "You're in dire straits now, surrendering is the only right thing to do!"

Zhang Cheng was a smart man; he didn't yell or curse, he just stated the facts!

"You only need one bullet to kill us, but the moment you draw your gun, we'll pull the pin!"

Zhang Cheng needs to stall for time. The military must know they've lost contact, and someone is definitely looking for them now. If they can buy some time, they still have a chance to survive!

The Indians didn't dare to make any rash moves! Zhang Cheng's English was fluent, and they could understand him! They kept trying to persuade him to surrender, to put down the grenades, and they promised to guarantee the safety of the three of them! But how could Zhang Cheng possibly do that? He just kept talking in English!

"Either we die together, or let us go!"

Zhang Cheng was a civil official, while Zhao Miao was a military general. Although his English was average, he was very good at using English to swear!

"You motherfucker!"

"Who the hell are you!"

"Fuck me, huh?"

"You fucking come on!"

His accent was a perfect West Coast accent! If you didn't see his face, you'd think he was a Black man speaking; his accent was impeccable! The Indian guy wasn't having it either, and started hurling insults at Zhao Miao in curry-English. Zhao Miao couldn't understand curry-English at all, so there was no question of him being attacked. His strategy was simple: I insult you, you understand; you insult me, I don't understand—there was no need for defense! So Zhao Miao just laughed and kept insulting him! Life and death were on the line; if you weren't happy, then fight!

Hearing his cousin's thick Haji-Hei accent, Zhang Cheng grinned. It was ridiculous! But his teeth weren't loose. The old squad leader was dumbfounded. "Seriously? You two can still laugh?! You young people are really resilient! Surrounded like this, you can still laugh!"

The old squad leader, who didn't speak English, could only start cursing using the few phrases of Chinglish he knew!

The Indians were also hesitant. Although they had guns, they didn't dare to fire the first shot. Most importantly, they didn't know the identities of Zhao Miao and Zhang Cheng. Even if they weren't their commanders, they would still want Zhao Miao and Zhang Cheng, even if they were just corpses! These were their bargaining chips in negotiations with the opposing army!

Before long, Zhao Miao's location was confirmed. The army commander personally led his men to rush over, armed with guns and ammunition. All the planes also flew over, and soon a whole regiment arrived. In short, the entire army started to move! Artillery was brought out, and tanks were driven out.

Hearing the sound of the plane, Zhang Cheng breathed a sigh of relief; now there was a chance of survival! Soon after, a dozen or so paratroopers landed nearby, pointing their guns at the Indians opposite them. They pulled the bolts, and the Indians cowered. They did have guns, but not many. They were just there for a brawl; they'd stumbled upon the three men and wanted to take them prisoner! The Indians had a dozen or so guns, while they only had thirty-odd men and five pistols. If they didn't flee now, they might not be able to escape once the main force arrived!

So the Indians just started running away, and a paratrooper officer looked at the three of them and asked!

"Is that Squad Leader Yan, Zhang Cheng, or Zhao Miao?"

"Yes, sir, that's us!"

The old squad leader finally breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't really care if he died, but if the old commander's two children were gone, he wouldn't be able to die in peace!

Upon hearing this, the paratrooper officer immediately reported to his superiors, who then relayed the information up the chain of command all the way to the sea!

Zhao Mengsheng, Zhang Likai, and their boss all breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing the news! As long as they're alive, that's enough! As long as they're all alive, that's all that matters!

Zhao Zhongxin also sat down, only to find that his back was completely soaked!

(This is a true story: two soldiers were surrounded by Indians and forced to bite the pins of munitions! Those interested can search for it!)

(Second chapter today, all the godfathers are here, see you tomorrow! Time for bed! I'll make up the chapter I owe tomorrow or the day after! Happy New Year!)