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

When they were enjoying their lunch with gusto, Fu Jingming and He Xinghu arrived with a group of people in a menacing manner.

He Xinghu was very excited. When he heard that there was ammunition support, he couldn't wait to come and help with unloading and other tasks.

However, when they hurried to the scene, the scene before them stunned them for a moment - it turned out that those people were sitting leisurely on the grass outside the high walls of the temple, eating their meals with big mouthfuls!

Seeing this, He Xinghu couldn't help but scratch his head in embarrassment and forced a slightly unnatural smile on his face: "Hey, sorry, I didn't expect you were having dinner. Did we come too early and disturb you? If it's not convenient, then we'll wait here for a while." After saying that, he carefully looked at everyone's reactions.

Fu Jingming, who was standing nearby, also felt very embarrassed at this moment, and his ears unconsciously turned red.

In fact, long before setting off, he had kindly advised He Xinghu that the supplies could not be transported so quickly, but He Xinghu would not listen and insisted on coming in a hurry.

Now that many people are watching others eat, it must be so embarrassing!

Ma Chao quickly swallowed the meat pie in his mouth, then stood up, pointed to the temple behind him, and said calmly: "It's getting late. The supplies prepared for you are all in there. You can move out now."

Hearing this, He Xinghu and others were so surprised that they couldn't close their mouths.

"Ah?" Someone couldn't help but exclaim.

"What?" The other person's voice was full of disbelief.

"So fast?" someone asked doubtfully.

"How is that possible? I didn't see any wheel marks along the way!" someone else questioned.

For a moment, the crowd was talking about it, and everyone was extremely surprised that this batch of supplies appeared so quickly.

When they rushed into the temple, the scene in front of them left everyone dumbfounded - the place that should have been solemn and dignified was actually filled with neatly arranged mortars, stacks of cardboard boxes, and piles of wooden boxes stacked as high as city walls.

He Xinghu couldn't wait to rush into the hall, and what caught his eyes were mountains of bullet boxes and shell boxes.

His eyes widened, his face full of suspicion, as if he couldn't believe what he saw.

Finally, unable to suppress his curiosity and excitement, he quickly stepped forward, reached out and forcefully opened the lids of several boxes.

In an instant, yellow bullets and black shells appeared in front of him, emitting a cold and deadly aura.

At the same time, the people who stayed outside opened other boxes excitedly.

Accompanied by exclamations, the brand new submachine guns, the old-fashioned but still majestic Type 38 rifles, and the terrifying heavy machine guns appeared before everyone's eyes one by one.

"Ah... We finally have weapons!" Someone couldn't suppress his inner ecstasy and shouted loudly.

"Now, we can have a good fight with those Japs!" another man shouted, waving his fist and gritting his teeth.

For a moment, cheers and exclamations rang out one after another, and the entire temple seemed to have turned into a sea of joy.

However, Jiang Jiyun, who was standing in the crowd, was not infected by the warm atmosphere at all. She frowned and listened to the words full of surprise and expectation from the people around her. Her mood became heavier.

In her opinion, the reason why these devils could act so unscrupulously on Chinese soil was ultimately because they had sufficient and advanced weapons and ammunition.

Thinking of this, Jiang Jiyun secretly clenched his fists, looked into the distance with a firm gaze, and swore to himself in his heart: I must use these weapons in my hands to completely drive the invaders out of the land of China!

"Comrade Fu Jingming, please come over here, I have something to tell you." Ma Chao came to Fu Jingming and said.

Fu Jingming put down the gun in his hand, followed Ma Chao out of the yard, and watched him open a medium-sized box against the wall.

After Ma Chao told him the decision from above and what this thing was, Fu Jingming didn't react for a long time.

After a long silence, he asked tremblingly, "Is this a telephone without a telephone line? No need for a transmitter in the future?"

"Yes, it is more precious than the radio. It would rather be destroyed than fall into the hands of the enemy." Ma Chao held the box and placed it in his hand.

"I understand! But why do you have to give it to me?" Fu Jingming looked at Ma Chao puzzled.

Ma Chao smiled and said, "Comrade Jiang Jiyuan recommended you. He said you are trustworthy."

"Jiang Jiyuan? He has also joined the team? How did he know I was here?" Fu Jingming asked in surprise when he heard the acquaintance's name.

Ma Chao pointed at the child who was dozing off while eating a pancake and said, "She recognized you."

Fu Jingming looked at the wobbly child for a while and said, "She is Jiang Jiyuan's sister? No wonder she looks familiar. I held her in my arms when she was a child, but she was quite young back then. I didn't expect that she still recognizes me now?"

"She didn't recognize you, but she recognized your name. It must be because someone mentioned you when she was still able to remember." After saying this, Ma Chao went over and covered the sleeping child with clothes while holding a pancake.

Fu Jingming put down the box and sat on the ground to study the telephone according to the instruction manual.

Ma Chao also came to give guidance and gave Jiang Jiyuan's number so that they could contact each other at a certain time.

When Jiang Jiyun slowly woke up, he found himself in a speeding car.

She rubbed her sleepy eyes and looked at Fu Jingming, who was sitting in the same car with her, with astonishment.

She saw Fu Jingming staring at her with burning eyes, as if he had been waiting for her to wake up.

Jiang Jiyun was secretly surprised and didn't know what was going on.

Before she asked, Fu Jingming broke the silence and said, "I guess you already know my identity. I just heard from your brother that you learned medical skills from Mr. Jiang Liu, and you are quite good at it. So today I would like to ask you to help me treat someone."

Hearing this, Jiang Jiyun couldn't help but widen his eyes and stare at the sincere-looking man in front of him.

After a slight hesitation, she slowly replied, "Did my brother say that? Although I did learn some medical skills from Grandpa Jiang Liu, they were surgical skills. When it comes to actually treating people, I only know the basics. And... Actually, my specialty is not curing diseases and saving lives, but the art of making poisons."

As she spoke, a barely perceptible hint of vigilance flashed through Jiang Jiyun's eyes. After all, faced with such a sudden request, she had to respond with caution.

However, Fu Jingming was not surprised by her answer.

He smiled slightly and explained softly: "Don't worry, the person who needs treatment is not my family. I will tell you and then you can decide."

Jiang Jiyun nodded. Even after listening to the story, she had no intention of treating anyone. She had some self-awareness of her own capabilities.

"The story is this. My sister once brought back a woman when she went out. The woman was horribly injured. Her face was disfigured beyond recognition, her tongue was cut off, and even the tendons in her hands were severed. She is now almost a cripple."