Rebirth: My Dear Little Wife Is So Scheming-Chapter 440 - Tragic (Extra)

Chapter 440 -440: Tragic (Extra)

Chapter 440 -440: Tragic (Extra)

“We have to find a way to save him!” An Zhiyuan gritted his teeth! Watching his teammate die right before his eyes, An Zhiyuan’s eyes turned red.

The guard clung tightly to An Zhiyuan, “Squad leader, you can’t go up there!”

All the other team members who had come along had red eyes, for it was their teammate.

The deputy squad leader, Han Da, stepped forward. “Squad leader, I’ll take people up. You go back. I promise to carry them down. We can’t just let our team members wait here to die.” Their hearts ached painfully.

“Don’t… come over…” Geng Erdan, whose legs were broken and who was at his last gasp, looked at them with a smile, a smile at the corner of his mouth as tragic as a blooming flower.

“Rest assured! We’ll definitely save you,” An Zhiyuan shouted.

Everyone felt grief-stricken, watching their teammate’s heroic struggle tormenting their hearts.

Geng Erdan smiled and shook his head. “Since ancient times, war has always required deaths. Don’t sacrifice more teammates for someone like me… I’m… not going to make it, I know that myself. Squad leader, don’t sacrifice others for me. I hope… everyone won’t forget me. I, Geng Erdan, have sacrificed my life for the country… It’s been worth it. Tell my parents… their son was no… coward!”

After these words, Geng Erdan mustered all his strength to turn over. Though legless, he rolled towards the path ahead, bracing his body with his arms, moving forward with the last of his strength.

“Don’t… do it…” everyone shouted.

Everyone knew what he was planning to do.

He wanted to use his final moments to clear more of the path for his teammates, even if just by a meter, to reduce one more casualty.

In the time it took to speak, Geng Erdan had already rolled out two meters, and as his body passed, an explosion like thunder spread out.

The guard instantly threw himself over An Zhiyuan, blocking the incoming shrapnel and rocks.

All had thrown themselves to the ground.

The scene before them was shocking. Geng Erdan’s body had completely disappeared, including the ground he had rolled over, which had become a large crater; his body had triggered two landmines.

Fury and fire burned in everyone’s eyes; they wanted to avenge the blood debt.

An Zhiyuan pushed the guard away, his heart filled with sorrow. These were his people, the most beloved people who, knowing full well what awaited them, still offered their lives without regret.

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These are the most beloved people.

“Everyone fall back!” An Zhiyuan called his men to retreat. In their grief, members from each platoon were asking to be part of the Spearhead Team to clear the way.

But this was definitely not the best time.

Back at the camp, An Zhiyuan urgently called a meeting. A path must be cleared, because this road represented the lifeline for supplies and reinforcements to come through; it was imperative to maintain it. If it were to be cut off, it would destabilize morale.

The Spearhead Team had already been formed, with squads divided into groups, having written both petitions and letters of resolve.

In the following three days, four waves of men had gone up, and the Spearhead Team had suffered heavy casualties.

Now, three days later, the road still wasn’t cleared.

So far, four squad leaders and six team members had been sacrificed, yet the path remained blocked.

The mood of everyone was terrible now.

In the past few days, the enemy took the opportunity to bombard the high ground with intensive artillery fire.

One could imagine how difficult it was for the team members on the high ground now.

The supply line had been cut, and if the road couldn’t be cleared, the ammunition supply could last at most four more days. Then, without the need for enemy bombardment, they would not be able to hold out any longer.