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

Yang Zelin and others have been searching for the whereabouts of the two people for five days, but unfortunately, they have not been able to find out even the slightest information about them.

During this period, there was only one shocking rumor that spread like wildfire - it was said that several wealthy families suddenly had their entire families die of food poisoning, and all their property disappeared.

After hearing the news, Bai Muchen and Zhao Long turned pale, looked at each other with trembling hands, and thought to themselves: Could it be that they really did it?

Just as everyone was lost in thought, Yan Lin suddenly came running over from a distance in a hurry.

When Yang Zelin saw Yan Lin looking so anxious, his heart instantly rose to his throat.

Yan Lin gasped and said, "Brother, when I came home just now, I accidentally found a piece of paper on our table."

After saying that, he quickly reached into his pocket, took out the piece of paper and handed it to Yang Zelin.

Yang Zelin took the paper and looked at it carefully. He saw a line of shocking words written on it: "Tomorrow night, this place will be bombed by virus bombs. Be prepared!"

After reading this sentence, Yang Zelin felt a chill rising from his spine and his body began to tremble involuntarily.

"Should we evacuate this place quickly?" Bai Muchen asked everyone in panic.

However, Zhao Long shook his head firmly and responded: "No, if we just leave like this, what will happen to those two people? Especially since one of them is just a child!"

Zhao Long said with a firm look in his eyes, "Yes. They are not afraid of death, so I am not afraid either!"

"Then I won't leave either. Maybe we can help while the chaos is going on!" Bai Muchen was determined not to desert and leave his brothers behind.

Before dark the next day, Yang Zelin found an excuse to take his compatriots out of the city where they were temporarily staying. Not long after the group left, they heard the sound of bombing behind them.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

Wave after wave of deafening bombing sounds rang in the ears like thunder. People who had just left the city were frightened out of their wits by the sudden loud noises. Their legs became weak as if the strength had been drained away. Several of them collapsed to the ground in terror, their faces pale and their bodies trembling.

Yan Lin stared with eyes wide open at the direction where the bombing sounds were coming from. He clenched his fists tightly, and because he squeezed too hard, his nails dug deeply into his palms without him noticing.

His heart seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible hand, and he was extremely worried about the safety of the uncle and nephew.

Every bombing seemed to hit his heart hard, making his anxiety even heavier.

"Let's put on our masks quickly. Yan Lin, take them away from here immediately, the farther the better! Leave the rest to us!" Yang Zelin said anxiously while quickly putting on a mask. At the same time, he pulled out a pistol from his waist, turned around without hesitation and ran towards the direction where the bombing came from.

"Uncle, the situation is not good! We can't stay here any longer. We must disperse our actions so that the virus can spread to more areas." Jiang Jiyun said as he carefully put the ammunition box and the powerful cannon into the space square. The two of them moved quickly and cooperated tacitly.

Then, the uncle and nephew swiftly climbed onto a large drone and controlled it to fly in another direction of the city.

When Yang Zelin and everyone else hurried over, they found that the uncle and nephew had disappeared without a trace, leaving behind only a mess and the aftermath of the bombing still echoing in the air.

"They have already left. Only some shell casings are left here, scattered on the ground." Bai Muchen searched the surroundings carefully. Apart from these shell casings, there were only deep and shallow, criss-crossing friction marks left on the ground after being dragged by the cannon.

"Are they really just two people? This is incredible! Also, who provided them with such a powerful cannon and sufficient ammunition?"

"I just checked the traces on the ground and I can confirm that this is left by the mountain cannon, but the question is, how could they take away such a heavy and huge mountain cannon so quietly?" Zhao Long looked at Yang Zelin with suspicion, his brows furrowed, and a series of questions popped out of his mouth one after another.

"This is the reason why they can leave without any worries!" Yang Zelin also guessed that they had helpers.

"Let's go find Yan Lin and the others now! We can't stay here anymore, we need to find a way to return home. It seems like they are really determined to destroy this country. We can't stay here anymore, let's go back to the front line!"

Yang Zelin's words made the young men excited. They ran towards the distance together. After walking for a while, they heard the sound of bombing again.

The Japanese did not react to the series of bombings at Fugang tonight. By the time they organized a counterattack, the uncle and nephew had already flown to another city.

The two newbies relied on a map given by Cheng Qingqing to find their way to Xiaguan. They looked at each other in bewilderment as they looked at the simple city.

"So poor!"

"Poor and shabby!"

Jiang Jiyun and Jiang Wenming looked at the houses and streets and spoke to each other with disdain.

"Uncle, let's go in and take a look." Jiang Jiyun took Jiang Wenming's hand and walked into the city.

The two men couldn't understand what those people were chattering about, but they could guess that they were all talking about the bombing of Fugang two days ago.

"It should be very lively over there today, right? Anthrax, plague, and cholera should have broken out." Jiang Wenming said with a smile.

"Although they don't have a specific medicine, their medical level cannot be underestimated. Let's continue tonight. They won't have time to react!" Jiang Jiyun looked around and said in a low voice.

After walking for a while, they saw a place selling noodles. Jiang Wenming took out a few banknotes from his daily necessities and bought some noodles.

The boss walked over, looked at them, and said in fluent Chinese, "Are you Chinese?"

Jiang Wenming was still thinking about how to describe the order using sign language, but the other party asked directly in Chinese.

"Boss, are you also Chinese?" Jiang Wenming asked in surprise.

"No, I'm not. My father is Chinese and my mother is from the Great Sakura Empire. I learned the Chinese language from my father. It's a pity that he died early, otherwise we would have moved to China." The man explained.

"My name is Yuichi Okada. Why did you come to the Land of Sakura? It seems like you can't even understand the language here?" Yuichi Okada looked at the two people in confusion.

"We didn't know anything. We were just put on a boat in a daze. We thought we were going back home so we stayed on it, but when the boat docked, we ended up here," Jiang Wenming said in annoyance.

Jiang Jiyun pretended to be scared and huddled in Jiang Wenming's arms. "Uncle, how can we go back?"