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

The loud noise coming from this side has already aroused the high alert of the defenders of the west city gate. When Captain Zhao led everyone to rush over, they saw that the guards had already been waiting in front of the fortifications.

"Captain Zhao! My uncle and I are going to take a look over there. My sister must be there!" Jiang Jiyuan shouted, looking anxiously at the forest in the distance where flames and smoke were billowing.

"This is absolutely not possible! We have no idea about the specific situation over there right now. It is too dangerous to rush over rashly!" Captain Zhao said solemnly, shaking his head.

However, when everyone was still not able to react, Jiang Wenming took advantage of the moment when no one was paying attention, climbed out of the fortifications silently, and then ran towards the forest where flames were soaring into the sky like an arrow.

It turned out that he had quietly returned to their temporary resting place to get a vest and helmet, and carried the submachine gun firmly on his chest. At this moment, he had only one thought in his mind - to get to the destination as soon as possible to find his niece.

Jiang Jiyuan suddenly heard a soldier behind him shouting at the top of his lungs for someone to come back. He turned around quickly and saw a small black dot running away quickly. This black dot was Jiang Wenming who had already run a long way away.

Seeing this, Jiang Jiyuan no longer cared about Captain Zhao's desperate attempts to stop him. He just flashed and jumped cleanly, then he jumped over the fortifications as lightly as a bird. Then he followed Jiang Wenming's footsteps closely and rushed towards the unknown dangerous place together.

Just as Captain Zhao was about to wave his hand to send someone to follow up and check the situation, he saw two nimble scouts running back quickly.

The two men ran up to Captain Zhao with serious faces and panting.

One of them didn't have time to catch his breath, and reported anxiously: "Commander, a large number of Japanese soldiers were spotted about 15 kilometers ahead, marching rapidly towards us!"

Another person added: "There are several Japanese squadrons outside the burning woods!"

Upon hearing this news, Captain Zhao's heart sank suddenly. He subconsciously turned his head to look at Political Commissar Wu beside him and asked sternly, "Old Wu, how many people in our regiment can still go to the battlefield and kill the enemy?"

Political Commissar Wu frowned, his face gloomy, and slowly replied: "Commander, after a careful count of the number of people in each battalion during the day, there are less than a thousand people who can participate in the battle."

Having said that, he couldn't help but sigh, thinking of the fierce and brutal battle the day before yesterday, in which many brave and fearless soldiers fell forever on the battlefield.

After a moment's silence, Captain Zhao asked again, "Can the militia send some people to support us?"

Political Commissar Wu looked embarrassed and said worriedly, "Captain, these militia brothers have just joined the team not long ago, and have only been training for less than half a month. In the battle the day before yesterday, when they were responsible for logistics work, many young children were frightened to the point of their legs going weak. If we let them go directly to the battlefield now, I'm afraid..."

After hearing this, Captain Zhao shook his head helplessly, sighed deeply, and then patted Political Commissar Wu on the shoulder. He looked into the distance with a firm gaze and said, "Old Wu, if all the soldiers in our regiment died in the battle, they would still have to go on. It would be better to learn some skills from the veterans now."

"Now it has come to a critical moment of life and death. In today's battle, we may very likely face a fight to the death!"

Political Commissar Wu nodded and agreed, "I will arrange for them to escort the people in the city to relocate first."

Captain Zhao nodded and looked in the direction of the fire. In his heart, he said sorry to Jiang Jiyuan and the others. They must guard the city gates and buy more time for the people in the city to evacuate.

When Jiang Wenming hurriedly rushed to the vicinity of the woods, he heard faint gunshots coming from deep in the burning forest.

The intermittent gunshots seemed like death warrants, making his heart instantly rise to his throat.

At this moment, he was extremely anxious and had no idea how to enter the sea of fire.

At this moment, Jiang Jiyuan walked over quickly and asked nervously, "Uncle, did you hear any noise inside?"

Jiang Wenming frowned and answered anxiously, "I heard gunshots, but the fire is so fierce that even if we can rush in, I'm afraid we will be engulfed by the fire before we find Xiaoyun!"

After saying this, he stared at the blazing fire in front of him, rubbing his hands together, looking anxious.

Jiang Jiyuan said quickly: "Uncle, there is a puddle over there. Maybe we can avoid getting burned if we jump into the water..."

However, before he could finish his words, he suddenly saw a small figure running out of the woods.

She was seen tightly wrapped in a fire blanket, running towards them desperately.

Jiang Jiyun originally wanted to run across the woods to the other side, but she knew very well that the other side must be filled with enemies ready for battle. Those brutal devils might have already loaded their guns and were just waiting to start shooting crazily as soon as she appeared.

Although she was wearing a protective vest and a sturdy helmet, these equipment were not omnipotent. Her legs were still hurting.

In fact, she could have hidden in the space and waited until the fire was out before coming out safely. But she was really worried about her eldest brother and Uncle Wenming, fearing that they would risk rushing into the forest to look for her.

"Xiao Yun!" Jiang Wenming rushed over and hugged the staggering little person.

Jiang Jiyuan also rushed over to check on his sister. He saw the things she was wearing, which were a little hot to the touch, but she was not burned in the fire.

Jiang Jiyun looked disheveled at the moment, her body covered with dust and dirt. She looked at her brother Jiang Jiyuan with a pair of fear-filled eyes, looking like a frightened little rabbit.

Her lips were trembling slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but she didn't dare to open her mouth easily, for fear of incurring a severe punishment from her brother.

Finally, she couldn't help but said pitifully: "Brother, it hurts so much!"

Jiang Jiyuan, who was originally planning to teach his naughty sister a lesson, was suddenly shocked when he heard his sister's crying and aggrieved words.

His sister hadn't cried like this in a long time. The anger that had just ignited in his heart was extinguished in an instant, and was replaced by full of worry and heartache.

Without thinking too much, he rushed forward and took his sister from Jiang Wenming's arms.

"Where does it hurt? Tell your brother quickly!" Jiang Jiyuan's face was full of anxiety. While asking loudly, he began to carefully examine his sister's body in a hurry.

His eyes revealed deep concern, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead due to nervousness.

"My leg hurts, I was shot in the leg!" Jiang Jiyun could no longer suppress the pain and fear in his heart. Tears burst out like a dam breaking, and slid down his cheeks one after another.