At those words, everyone's heart tightened.
They could almost see it, on that scorched earth plowed over again and again by artillery fire...
A lone figure slowly rising amid mountains of corpses and rivers of blood.
The curator continued, "At the time, his superior command ordered him to withdraw at his own discretion if he couldn't hold the position. But Platoon Leader Lu didn't retreat."
"All alone, he gathered the weapons and ammunition of every fallen comrade and turned the entire position into an enormous death maze riddled with traps."
"After launching more than a dozen assaults and suffering heavy losses every time, the Japanese were bewildered. They kept believing that at least a battalion was still fighting stubbornly in the opposing position."
"They couldn't understand why the fire from across the lines seemed never to stop."
"Even less could they understand why they kept stepping on mines in unexpected places, or being killed by a single shot from a hidden rifle they couldn't locate."
"According to Japanese records, the colonel commanding the attack even began to wonder whether he had encountered the legendary 'Dragon Kingdom kung fu.' He reported to his superiors that there was a 'sorcerer' in the opposing position who could 'scale walls and leap across rooftops' and 'turn scattered beans into soldiers'!"
At that, the oppressive atmosphere eased a little.
Pfft!
A few veterans even let out involuntary chuckles.
But as they laughed, their eyes reddened again.
They knew there had been no "sorcery."
There had only been a soldier pushing his strength, intelligence, tactics, and courage to their absolute limits, using his own life to build a steel great wall for the people behind him!
"The Japanese were terrified-and driven mad."
The curator's voice grew heavy again.
"When conventional assaults failed, they began blanketing the