Anti-Japanese War, weapons designer at Fengtian Arsenal

Without one person to pull the cart, Hanzi couldn't pull it by himself and could only sit on the ground and cry like a child.

Captain Joel hurriedly jumped off the trailer and wanted to check Li Qinwu's injuries, but before his hand touched Li Qinwu, another gunshot rang out. Captain Joel felt a pain in his left hand, and he was also hit by the Japanese bullet.

"what!!"

Captain Joel screamed in pain and fell to the ground. In this gap, the Japanese rushed up and surrounded them. The Type 89 tank also stopped not far away, with the tank hatch opened. The Japanese tank driver looked at this side with a playful look on his face.

Captain Joel covered his arm that was pierced through, his face full of pain.

"you……"

Captain Joel was about to say something when he suddenly saw a Japanese captain standing in front of him, looking at him with a mocking expression on his face. Wasn't this Japanese captain the one who killed his crew members on the merchant ship?

The Japanese captain mocked in English: "Mr. Joel, you are so lucky. I almost let you run away. If you really ran away, it would be a big trouble.

Fortunately, I walked along the coast, killed people from several villages, and finally found you here, Mr. Joel. It seems that your God did not favor you! "

"you you you!"

Captain Joel was terrified. How did this damn bastard catch up with him?

"Okay Mr. Joel, it's time to get going. No one will come to save you this time!"

The Japanese captain pulled out the Nambu Type 14 pistol from his waist, pointed it at Captain Joel's head, and was about to shoot him in the head, but Li Qinwu, who was shot in the back, made a groaning sound.

"Why...why? We didn't do anything bad, why are you treating us like this..."

"Noisy."

The Japanese captain pointed his gun at Li Qinwu's back and fired several shots. Li Qinwu trembled all over, several snowflakes exploded on his back, and he twitched a few times and then stopped moving.

"You bastard!!"

When Captain Joel saw that his savior, Li Qinwu, who had always been kind to him, was killed, he jumped up in anger and wanted to attack the Japanese captain, but the Japanese captain just hit him on the temple with the butt of his gun, and Captain Joel felt dizzy and fell to the ground.

The Japanese captain's joking voice came again.

"Oh? You, an American, actually care so much about these people? That's strange."

As he said this, he grabbed Captain Joel's hair, made him look at the fool who was sitting on the ground crying, and pointed the gun at the fool's head.

"My favorite thing to do is to destroy things that other people care about. Watch out."

Joel's captain instantly knew what he was going to do and shouted "No", and the Japanese captain immediately pulled the trigger.

There was a click, but the gun did not fire. The Japanese captain frowned and pulled the pistol slide to fix the problem. However, when he exerted force, he found that a bullet in the chamber was deformed and completely blocked the chamber. It would be impossible to resume shooting without disassembling the entire gun to fix the problem.

"idiot!!"

The Japanese captain threw away his gun and Captain Joel breathed a sigh of relief, but then the Japanese captain's words made him fall into despair again.

"Bayonet him!"

Several Japanese soldiers rushed forward with bayonets raised, stabbed at the crying Hanzi, and his cries turned into screams. How could this intellectually underdeveloped person possibly withstand the Japanese bayonets? After a while, Hanzi stopped screaming, and the Japanese soldiers dispersed, leaving a body stabbed into a bloody gourd on the ground.

Captain Joel howled and began foaming at the mouth as if he had suffered some kind of mental shock.

There was no fluctuation in his eyes, as if his soul was tortured to death.

The Japanese captain drew his samurai sword and asked several soldiers to hold Captain Joel down. Captain Joel did not resist at all. He just wanted to leave this cruel world as soon as possible.

"Mr. Joel."

The Japanese captain wiped the samurai sword with a piece of white cloth and looked at Captain Joel who was kneeling in front of him by the soldiers.

"You killed all these people. If you had died on the merchant ship, we wouldn't have chased you here. So, go and die with them! Get on board when it's dark!!!"

The Japanese captain shouted and raised his samurai sword high. He was about to swing it down the next second, but something strange happened suddenly!

A burst of rapid gunfire was heard, and blood flowers exploded among the Japanese. A group of soldiers wearing black armor and holding submachine guns rushed out from the woods on the side of the road.

The Japanese were caught off guard and died with screams. This group of men in black armor seemed to have anti-tank weapons. With a loud bang, the Japanese Type 89 tank parked in the distance exploded into a ball of fire.

Captain Joel felt a string of bullets flying over his head, and then the Japanese soldiers who were holding down his body let go. Then three Japanese corpses fell in front of him, including the Japanese captain whose flesh and blood he wanted to eat.

The other man still had a samurai sword in his hand, and there were several bullet holes on his forehead and chest. He fell in front of Captain Joel with his eyes wide open, as if he was shocked that he would die so hastily.

When Captain Joel saw the damn butcher die in front of him, his eyes regained some of their spirit.

He straightened up and looked around. A group of men in black armor passed by him quickly and shot the remaining devils with swift movements.

After confirming that the Japanese devils nearby had been eliminated, a large group of black-armored men rushed towards the burning fishing village. They wanted to kill the remaining Japanese devils there, while a small number of black-armored men stayed behind to treat the wounded.

A punitive soldier ran up to Captain Joel, took a look at the gunshot wound on his hand, and took out a bandage from the medical kit to help him stop the bleeding.

At this time, Captain Joel's broken heart regained some consciousness. He quickly pointed at Li Qinwu and Hanzi and said, "Save them first, save them first!"

The punitive soldier didn't even raise his head as he continued to bandage his wound.

"I said save them first, go save them first!!"

The punitive soldier was still bandaging his wounds and just replied calmly.

"They're dead."

Captain Qiaoer swayed.

"Dead...dead...dead again...and again..."

He fell to the ground and fainted.

As soon as he fainted, Li Qinwu, Hanzi, the Japanese soldiers and the fisherman who were pretending to be dead on the ground all got up. They sat on the side of the road, some lit cigarettes, some chatted, and some pulled a trailer with lunch boxes and water on it and handed them over one by one, just like extras receiving lunch boxes.

At this time, Li Ruinian came out from somewhere, looked at Captain Joel who was unconscious on the trailer, and clicked his tongue a few times.

He came and sat next to Li Qinwu and gave him a thumbs up.

"You are awesome, you played the role of a simple, kind and ignorant fisherman so well. With your level, you can make a living by making movies."

Li Qinwu was eating a box lunch. He was stunned for a moment when he heard this. After thinking carefully for a while, he nodded.

"Okay, after the Battle of Shanghai is over, let's make a movie called "Reborn: I'm an Entertainment Man in the Republic of China"."