Traveling through the 1940s, the whole village was massacred at the beginning

Zheng Yiren looked at the disgusting look in the eyes of the four or five devils opposite her. She would rather die than let the devils humiliate her! Just as she was about to commit suicide, she suddenly heard the voice of Jiang Jiyun, the little devil, "Sister, lie down!"

"boom!"

A grenade landed at the feet of the devils and exploded.

A huge noise rang out. Although Zheng Yiren lay down in time, her eardrums were still buzzing. She shook her head vigorously and took the dagger to slit the throat of the Japanese soldier who was close to her but not yet dead.

Jiang Jiyun saw a Japanese soldier struggling to raise his gun to point at Zheng Yiren, so she took out her pistol and fired several shots at the Japanese soldier, and she herself was knocked down by the recoil of the pistol.

sit on the floor.

When Zheng Yiren saw her shooting, she was so scared that she lay on the ground and dared not move, for fear that she would shoot herself.

After a long period of silence, she slowly got up and saw that Jiang Jiyun's right shoulder seemed to be bleeding. She hurried over to check her body and saw that it was already a bloody mess.

"What did you do? How did it become like this?" Zheng Yiren looked at this little thing with tears in her eyes. She actually saved herself again.

"Kill the Japanese!" Jiang Jiyun said to Zheng Yiren with a smile on his pale face.

"You are so young, killing the Japanese has nothing to do with you. You just need to grow up well!" Zheng Yiren carefully helped her up.

"But can I really grow up well?" Jiang Jiyun said with a wry smile.

Zheng Yiren was choked. If she hadn't given her a gun today, she might have been dead now!

"Can you shoot?" Zheng Yiren asked, looking at the other pistol next to her.

"Even if you don't know how, you have to force yourself to learn it! Either they die or I die!" Jiang Jiyun stood up with difficulty.

"Hide quickly!" Zheng Yiren heard footsteps and ran over.

She ran into the weeds holding Jiang Jiyun and hid there. Just as she hid, she saw a man running towards her.

"Uncle Wenming!" Jiang Jiyun called out when he saw Jiang Wenming's tear-stained face.

Jiang Wenming looked at the Japanese soldier who was sitting on the ground with his flesh and blood blown away. He turned around only when he heard someone calling him.

He saw two figures, one big and one small, emerging from the bushes.

"Uncle Wenming!"

"Girl Yun!"

Jiang Wenming cried with joy and climbed up to Jiang Jiyun. He hugged little Jiang Jiyun tightly and started to cry.

"Wow... I thought... I thought... I was left... alone... Wow..."

"Uncle Wenming!" Jiang Jiyun struggled hard. He pressed on his wound and it hurt so much.

Zheng Yiren quickly came up and pulled Jiang Wenming away, "Brother, use less strength. The little girl is injured and you are pressing on her wound. We have to leave quickly!"

When Jiang Wenming heard that Jiang Jiyun was injured, he quickly released her and checked her wound.

When he saw the blood-stained clothes on her right shoulder, he said distressedly, "I'm sorry, Uncle Wenming hurt you! Let's go find Uncle Six to get medicine!"

"Sixth Grandpa carried the little brother into the mountains. We have to go find him quickly and take away the guns and their belongings! We won't leave anything for them!" Jiang Jiyun saw the guns and the corpses next to him.

Jiang Wenming searched around and then came over, picked up Jiang Jiyun and went to look for Jiang Liuye and the others.

"I also hid guns there!" Jiang Jiyun revealed the eight Type 38 rifles hidden in the weeds in the woods.

They looked at the seven or eight guns and a pile of bullets and then looked at Jiang Jiyun. "Did you kill them all?"

"Yes!"

Jiang Wenming looked at his little niece in surprise. She was only five years old! Why was she so calm?

Zheng Yiren looked at her with admiration again. Such a young child was actually more capable than herself!

Jiang Wenming put Jiang Jiyun down and went to carry the guns. He couldn't even carry so many guns. The dozen or so Type 38 rifles weighed him down so much that he staggered as he walked.

"Let me help carry some!" Zheng Yiren went over, took a few guns and walked forward.

Jiang Jiyun dragged his short legs and followed behind them. They came to a place not far from where they had separated from Master Jiang Liu and saw the corpses of the Japanese soldiers with their heads shot out. The two adults were secretly shocked at the little guy walking leisurely behind them.

"Xiao Yun'er! How come you are so accurate with your shooting?" Jiang Wenming looked at Jiang Jiyun with envy.

"You will be more accurate if you use your slingshot to shoot birds more often!" In Jiang Jiyun's memory, the original owner was an expert at shooting sparrows with a slingshot.

Jiang Wenming nodded. In his memory, this little girl was very accurate in shooting birds with a slingshot.

"This is talent, you can't learn it!" Jiang Jiyun said proudly.

"Okay, stop bragging! Which direction did your Sixth Grandfather go?" Zheng Yiren asked.

When Jiang Jiyun heard her asking about where his Sixth Grandfather had gone, he shook his head and said, "I don't know. I'm not familiar with the mountains! I've never been deep in the mountains!"

Jiang Wenming looked around and said, "You are going in the wrong direction! There is a secret bamboo house over a mountain from where I go. It is a place where hunters in the village rest when they go into the mountains to hunt. Uncle Liu used to stay there when he went into the mountains to collect herbs. He may have taken the children there!"

"Then let's chase after him!" Zheng Yiren asked Jiang Wenming to lead the way towards the bamboo house.

The three of them staggered along until the evening before they caught up with Mr. Jiang Liu.

Just as he arrived at the small bamboo house and put the child down, he heard a noise outside. He looked at the crying child with a dejected face. The grandfather and grandson had to stay here for the rest of the day.

"Sixth Uncle!" Jiang Wenming, who was carrying the bag that Jiang Liuye had thrown away halfway and a gun on his back, was exhausted.

When Mr. Jiang Liu heard someone calling Uncle Liu, he ran out and saw three familiar people.

"Are you all back alive?" Master Jiang Liu happily ran out to greet them.

"Sixth Uncle! After I took great pains to lead the wild boar away, I finally found my way back. On the way, I saw some Japanese soldiers. I hid and waited for them to leave before returning to the cave to look for you. But there was no one there!"

Jiang Liuye looked at what he was carrying and said, "Is this a gun? Where did you get it from?"

"We worked together to kill all the Japs, and this is our trophy!" Jiang Jiyun told Jiang Liuye.

Jiang Liuye was silent. He knew it was not that easy to kill these devils! These children must have survived many deaths.

"Are you hurt?"

Because it was already dark, Mr. Jiang Liu couldn't see clearly whether they were injured or not.

"I'm injured and bleeding!" Jiang Jiyun said honestly.

Zheng Yiren also stretched out her hand and said, "I was shot in the arm!"

"Then come into the house quickly! I'll help you treat your wounds first!" Master Jiang Liu took the bag from Jiang Wenming and led them into the house.

The crying baby in the room has stopped crying. He is lying there alone, mumbling something.