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

Another Japanese soldier nearby answered without hesitation: "I'm sure that's definitely an adult man! What's the matter?"

However, the little Japanese soldier who asked the question screamed in horror: "Oh my god! There is a ghost! What I just saw was a chubby baby!"

His body was shaking like a sieve, as if he had seen the most horrific scene in the world.

Another Japanese soldier stared at him suspiciously and said puzzledly: "Are you seeing things? We are doing such inhumane research here, how could there be any fat baby? Even if the body was still fat when it first came in, it must have become skinny after such a long time!"

At this moment, in the space, the uncle and nephew who were hiding in the dark watching the excitement, when they heard that the devil was so frightened that he mistakenly thought he had seen a ghost, they both laughed at the same time, and their laughter echoed in the space.

Especially Jiang Jiyun, when she saw that the other party in the translation machine actually described her as a fat baby, her face instantly turned dark.

She lowered her head angrily, carefully examining her body, and cursed inwardly: "These guys are really blind! My figure is obviously the result of hard training to build solid muscles! Where am I fat?"

Jiang Wenming was trying to hold back his laughter when he heard the little girl cursing. He stood up, took a shower, changed his clothes, and went to steam buns.

Jiang Jiyun stared at the situation outside, and saw the Japs carrying out corpses in an orderly manner and throwing them roughly into a big pit.

Surrounding the pit of piled corpses was a circle of Japanese soldiers who looked as if they were facing a formidable enemy. They held their guns tightly in their hands, and the black muzzles of their guns were always aimed at the lifeless bodies, as if they were afraid that someone would pretend to be dead and wait for an opportunity to escape.

Once they see someone making the slightest movement or trying to struggle to get up, these cold-blooded guys will pull the trigger without hesitation, letting the bullet penetrate the other person's body in an instant.

Jiang Jiyun carefully came out of the space, slid down the corpse transporter silently, and then quickly crawled under the bottom of a nearby car like a nimble cat.

She lay there quietly, nervously watching every move outside through the narrow gap.

After a while, she saw several Japanese soldiers slowly walking towards her carrying heavy oil drums. With expressionless faces, they ruthlessly poured the oil in the drums onto the corpses.

Immediately afterwards, a Japanese officer calmly took out a box of matches, struck it lightly, and the burning flame swayed in the wind. Then he waved his arm and threw the burning match accurately into the pile of corpses soaked in fuel oil.

In an instant, raging flames rose into the sky, thick smoke billowed into the sky, and the scorching flames licked every inch of the air frantically.

Just as this group of Japanese soldiers were concentrating on staring at the pile of corpses burning more and more fiercely in front of them, Jiang Jiyun quietly went around behind them.

With her agility, she captured the Japanese military vehicles one after another in the blink of an eye.

The whole process was completed in one go without making any sound, so much so that the group of Japanese soldiers immersed in the firelight were completely unaware of it.

"Who stole it!" (Someone stole it!)

A Japanese soldier who was returning to the team after using the toilet saw that the military vehicle they were riding in was gone, and he was so scared that he shouted loudly.

The Japanese soldiers in front turned around in shock and looked towards the parking place. They saw that there was no car in the empty space. More than a dozen military vehicles disappeared right under their noses.

"What's going on? Where's the car?" (What's going on? Where's the car?) The Japanese officer shouted angrily.

At this moment, the man next to the officer looked nervous and hurried over with a group of people to check the marks left by the tires.

After a while, the man ran back with a horrified face and reported to the officer: "Sir, this car was not driven away normally!"

Jiang Jiyun, who was standing in the space, saw the panic on their faces and couldn't help but narrow his eyes and smile.

At this time, Jiang Wenming was walking slowly towards them carrying a large wooden basin. He looked at the panicked group of people curiously and asked, "What on earth are these little devils yelling about?"

Hearing his uncle's question, Jiang Jiyun turned around with a smug smile on his face, and said happily: "Hey, uncle, I just stole all their cars! Look how scared they are, they all look like they have lost their souls, hehe..."

After saying that, she cast her eyes on Jiang Wenming who was busy, and found that he was adding flour to the basin, so she asked in confusion: "Uncle, why do you keep adding flour when making steamed buns?"

Jiang Wenming continued to work on his work without even looking up, explaining, "Oh, it's not my fault. I accidentally put a little too much water in, so I had to add some more flour. But then again, your new flour mill is really useful! Just pour in the clean wheat, and it won't be long before you can make flour." As he spoke, he did not forget to knead the dough vigorously with his hands.

However, Jiang Jiyun kept staring at him, and seeing him add more flour, he couldn't help but twitch his mouth, and hurriedly reminded him: "Uncle, look, did you add too much flour again?"

Facing his niece's reminder, Jiang Wenming seemed unconcerned and responded nonchalantly: "Oh, it seems to be true. But it doesn't matter, at most I can just add some more water."

Jiang Jiyun slowly turned his head and his eyes fell on the pots of dough waiting to ferment placed at the kitchen door. He swallowed his saliva involuntarily and asked curiously, "Uncle, how many steamed buns are you going to make?"

Jiang Wenming was seen holding a ball of dough tightly in his hands, kneading it vigorously. When he heard his niece's question, he answered without raising his head: "Just make as much as you can! There are still hundreds of people waiting to eat! My cooking skills are not very proficient at present, and I am really unsure about the amount. Fortunately, you exchanged such a large box of yeast, otherwise, this dough would not be able to rise!"

As he spoke, he raised his arm and casually wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve. As a result, the flour on his sleeve flowed onto his cheek, which looked quite funny.

Jiang Jiyun shook his head helplessly, sighed and said, "Okay, then I'd better go and harvest the grain quickly and plant more wheat. I'm really a little worried that the wheat we have at home may not be able to withstand your efforts!"

After saying this, Jiang Jiyun turned around and left in a hurry, and began to busy himself with the work of harvesting crops and sowing seeds.

She harvested all the grain on nearly 200 acres of land and replanted new wheat seeds. The whole process took less than a few hours.

After she finished planting, she suddenly discovered that the space for planting had increased again, and now it had reached 206 acres.

After completing these tasks, she didn't even take a break and ran to check the situation outside.

It was already daybreak outside, and many Japs had surrounded the underground laboratory. The number of bodies of the experimental subjects they transported out did not match the number recorded.

Some teams of Japanese soldiers outside had already scattered to search in the woods and mountains. The bodies of the killed Japanese soldiers were placed in one place, each covered with a white cloth.