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

He Zheng looked at the two people, one big and one small, who were hugging each other and crying, and walked away with a headache.

"Mr. He, if you count all the broken bodies here, there are nearly 500 Japanese corpses!" Wang Zhu came back with his men and told He Zheng with a grim look on his face.

He Zheng turned around and looked at the two people who were hugging each other and crying loudly with a complicated expression.

"If they hadn't held back these devils, we might have been wiped out!" He Zheng had to say this fact.

"Yes! If these devils surrounded us, the consequences would be simply..."

Wang Zhu and others were all frightened. They were not afraid of death, but there were elderly, weak, women and children behind them. They had been helping to treat the wounded last night!

"Send someone back to inform Mr. Bu and Captain Feng that these things cannot be left to the Japanese!" He Zheng said to the people next to him.

As Jiang Wenming was crying, he realized something was wrong. Jiang Jiyun in his arms became silent.

"Girl Yun?" Jiang Wenming was so frightened that he stopped crying.

He helped Jiang Jiyun up and looked at her face which was covered with tears and snot, black and white spots on her face, and she was snoring.

"Pfft!"

Originally, He Zheng heard Jiang Wenming stop crying and called out Jiang Jiyun's name, thinking that something had happened to the little girl. But then he ran over and heard her snoring. It turned out that she had fallen asleep while crying!

"Weming, why don't you and the little girl go back to the base and rest first?" He Zheng asked Jiang Wenming.

Jiang Wenming shook his head. "My sixth uncle and the others must still be waiting for us at home. It's not very convenient for my niece and I to go to the base right now, so I won't go back with you."

When he saw that the guns and mortars he used last night were gone, he knew that they had been taken away by He Zheng and his men.

"These can be considered our spoils of war, right? Can my niece and I each take two guns? We also need to protect ourselves!" Jiang Wenming was about to take back the submachine gun he was using.

"can!"

He Zheng nodded in agreement. He was right. This was indeed their battlefield and this was their spoils of war. They just came here to collect them.

Jiang Wenming put on his clothes and touched his chest, where there was a bullet embedded in the iron block. He was knocked unconscious by the impact.

"Is this the reason you survived?" He Zheng asked when he saw the things on the clothes.

Jiang Wenming nodded. "Yes! The little girl sewed it for me before, saying it could save my life at a critical moment! I didn't expect it to work so quickly. If the Japanese shot me in the head, I would definitely die today, right?"

He gently put Jiang Jiyun down and ran to hang four submachine guns on both sides of his body, loaded a bag of bullet clips and hung them in front of him, then carried Jiang Jiyun back slowly.

"Mr. He, you are doing this..." Wang Zhu wanted to say something but was stopped by He Zheng.

"This is what they deserve! Without them, we would all have died heroically!" He Zheng watched Jiang Wenming walking further and further away with the sleeping child on his back.

"That boy is not bad! He is young but has a strong spirit of never giving up. It would be great if he could join our team!"

"Okay, don't mention it! He has things to worry about. He has a nursing nephew, an elderly uncle, and a troublesome little niece. How is the family going to survive without him?" Wang Zhu said to the person next to him.

At the first light of day, Mr. Jiang Liu was at the entrance of the village, looking at the intersection in the distance, but he never saw the child return.

"Grandpa Six!"

At noon, Jiang Wanting came over with Yan Xuyang holding the baby.

"Will they come back?" Mr. Jiang Liu wiped his tears.

"Yes! Uncle Wenming and his men are very powerful! They killed a lot of devils in the town! They will definitely come back safely this time!"

Yan Xuyang said affirmatively. In his heart, Uncle Wenming and his sister were the most powerful people and no one could defeat them.

Jiang Jiyun: My child! How much trust do you have in us? We are human beings too! We are also afraid of cannons and bullets!

"Is he back?" Jiang Wanting saw the figure in front of her.

Yan Xuyang rushed over in a flash, and Jiang Liuye and Jiang Wanting followed him.

They looked at the blood stains on Jiang Wenming's clothes and his face that were blackened by artillery fire.

Jiang Jiyun behind him was snoring in bursts, her hair was burnt in patches, and there were wounds on both sides of her cheeks.

Yan Xuyang ran over and picked up Jiang Jiyun from his back. Seeing that the little girl's clothes were not as good as those of the beggars and there were some wounds on her body, his eyes instantly turned red.

"Sixth Uncle, we're back. The little girl is fine, she just fell asleep!" Jiang Wenming smiled, baring his big white teeth.

"I'm glad you're back!" Mr. Jiang Liu came over and took the gun from his back.

"It's so tiring! But this one is really worth it! Sixth Uncle, you should use more sleeping pills in the future. Fortunately, we had the sleeping pills last night, otherwise Yun and I would not have been able to escape unscathed!" Jiang Wenming said excitedly.

Jiang Liuye looked at the two people who looked like they had crawled out of a pile of dead bodies and said, "There were two fires last night. Were you all present?"

"Uncle, I'm hungry! Let's talk about it when we get back!" Jiang Wenming was so hungry that his chest was sticking to his back.

"Then let's go back and eat! There's food in the pot for you. Hey~ why are your children so dirty?" Master Jiang Liu felt distressed at first, but when he accidentally saw the other half of Jiang Jiyun's face, he felt a little disgusted.

Jiang Wenming turned around and saw the little girl in Yan Xuyang's arms scratching her head a little embarrassedly.

After Jiang Jiyun fell asleep, he put her on the ground to get his gun. He forgot that the little girl was crying with tears and snot all over her face, so mud got on her face.

He carried it all the way back and was exposed to the wind and sun, and it dried on Jiang Jiyun's face.

"Go back quickly and wash the child, otherwise we really can't keep him!" Master Jiang Liu hurried back to boil water.

Jiang Yulan's house is still there, and they now sleep in the cellar at night and come out during the day.

When Jiang Wanting was giving Jiang Jiyun a bath, Jiang Jiyun opened his eyes hazily.

"Sister? I'm back?" Jiang Jiyun sat up and saw himself sitting naked in a wooden basin.

She quickly sat down and covered her face with her hands, looking at Jiang Wanting with a red face.

"What's wrong? Are you, a little girl, still shy in front of your sister?" Jiang Wanting said with a smile as she looked at her shy look.

Jiang Jiyun said confidently, "I am not a three-year-old child anymore. Can we keep our privacy?"

"Yes! You are not a three-year-old child anymore, you are a big kid over five years old! Hurry up and wash it and apply some medicine!" Jiang Wanting continued to clean her face, carefully avoiding the wound.

"Have you been shooting for a long time again?" Jiang Wanting asked with concern as she looked at the red and swollen shoulder.

"Well! Uncle Wenming was shot at that time, and I thought he was dead, so I didn't care about so many things!" Jiang Jiyun now only blames himself for not having seen enough of the world. If he had checked carefully at that time, it would not have been so embarrassing. But he was actually spanked.