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

The Japanese officer drew his sword and cursed the fleeing Imperial Army. He commanded the remaining hundreds of Japanese to charge forward.

"Da da da!"

"Da da da!"

"boom!"

"Ok!"

"Well!"

The uncle and nephew gritted their teeth, endured the severe pain coming from all parts of their bodies, and kept pulling the trigger and firing shells.

They had no time to take care of their injuries, not even to stop to take medicine to relieve the pain, or to dig out the bullets embedded in their arms and legs.

With a loud "bang", a Japanese artillery shell whizzed in and exploded accurately next to the heavy machine gun operated by Jiang Wenming.

In an instant, flames shot up into the sky, smoke filled the air, and a powerful gust of wind suddenly knocked Jiang Wenming over like a tidal wave. He flew backwards like a kite with a broken string.

"Uncle!" Jiang Jiyun witnessed this scene, his heart was broken and he screamed hoarsely.

Without hesitation, she raised the mortar tube loaded with ammunition in her hand and fired the shell decisively.

Then, she rushed to Jiang Wenming as fast as she could.

Jiang Wenming fell heavily to the ground and rolled several times before stopping.

As soon as he opened his mouth, a large amount of blood gushed out. Jiang Jiyun was extremely anxious. He hurriedly took out the spiritual water beads from his arms and stuffed them into Jiang Wenming's mouth one by one without thinking too much.

"Uncle, you must hold on! You must not die!" Jiang Jiyun looked at Jiang Wenming, who was lying motionless on the ground, with tearful eyes, his heart filled with fear and worry.

But the war situation was urgent at this time, and she could not afford to be too sad. She gritted her teeth and reached out to put Jiang Wenming into the space she carried with her.

Then, Jiang Jiyun turned around abruptly and faced the surging Japanese soldiers, with a flash of determination in his eyes.

She kept throwing grenades with both hands, each throw was filled with endless anger.

She knew very well that if these cruel devils were allowed to break through the defense line, the innocent villagers of Sanzhuang Village and those who had managed to survive would once again be in irretrievable danger.

Therefore, no matter what, she must defend this land to the death!

"Xiao Yun! I'm fine now, let me out!" After Jiang Wenming calmed down for a while in that space, he slowly got up from the ground and shouted loudly to Jiang Jiyun outside.

Jiang Jiyun, who was outside the space, breathed a sigh of relief when she heard Jiang Wenming's cry. She quickly released Jiang Wenming from the space, and Jiang Wenming's figure appeared beside her.

At this moment, his face was covered in blood, his clothes were tattered, and he looked extremely miserable.

However, he didn't care about it at all. He didn't even have time to wipe the blood off his face. He turned around and joined the battle without hesitation.

"Hakunoro!" (Asshole!)

"なぜ比らはまだそんなに多くの弾薬をhold っているのですか?" (Why do they still have so much ammunition?)

I watched the grenades from the opposite side bombarding this side like raindrops. The explosions one after another were deafening, and the smoke and flames filled the sky.

The Japanese were suppressed by the fierce firepower and could not move forward at all. They could only hide behind the bunkers and look for opportunities to counterattack.

On this side, two people with four hands were busy working like machines without stopping for a moment.

They kept throwing the grenades in their hands with skillful and quick movements, but the long-term and high-intensity throwing made their arms gradually become sore and unbearable.

The uncle and nephew did not give up. Whenever they felt overwhelmed, they would quickly take out two spirit water beads, put them in their mouths, chew and swallow them.

After their strength was restored, they continued to engage in the grenade-throwing battle without hesitation, leaving the Japanese no room to breathe.

After successfully escorting the villagers into the mountains, Dong Duoyu gave some grenades to Captain Song so that they could use them for self-defense.

Then, she rushed back anxiously, carrying the bag of grenades, because she was worried about her uncle and Xiaoyun who were fighting fiercely with the enemy on the front line.

When she finally arrived at the battlefield, she saw Jiang Jiyun and Jiang Wenming not far from each other, each standing next to a wooden box, concentrating on throwing grenades at the enemy opposite them.

"Xiao Yun! Uncle! Are you okay? I'm here to help you!" Dong Duoyu shouted loudly while nimbly lying down between the uncle and nephew.

Then she quickly reached into the bag and took out a grenade, skillfully knocked it on her head, and then threw it into the air with force.

One of the grenades landed accurately not far from the enemy commander. There was a loud "boom" and the huge shock wave generated by the explosion blew the lieutenant away.

"Sister Dong, you are so awesome! You helped my uncle get revenge!" Jiang Jiyun praised Dong Duoyu when he saw how accurately she threw the grenade.

Dong Duoyu was delighted to hear the compliment and said, "I can throw it far because I am strong."

The three men threw grenades here for a while. Jiang Wenming picked up the telescope hanging around his neck and looked for a while. "The Japanese are retreating. Should we chase them?"

"Chase them, we can't let them run away." Dong Duoyu said while looking at them. She didn't dare to rush over on her own initiative anymore.

Jiang Wenming slumped down on the ground, glanced at her and said, "There are only three of us, one of whom is a child. Our mission is to hold off the Japanese. Don't chase after desperate enemies, understand?"

"Then I'll go clean up the battlefield." Seeing that the Japanese had retreated, Dong Duoyu put down the grenade in his hand and went to clean up the battlefield.

"Wait a minute, take the pistol. If any of the Japanese soldiers pretend to be dead, you can shoot them again." Jiang Jiyun handed her a gun.

Dong Duoyu took the gun, nodded, and ran to clean up the battlefield, leaving the uncle and nephew to rest there.

"Uncle, can I take a look at your injuries?" Jiang Jiyun limped to Jiang Wenming's side.

Reaching out to touch the dried blood on his face, Jiang Wenming lowered his head and touched his left arm again and said, "There is a bullet lodged in the bone. Let's wait until we are in a safe place before we do it. What about you?"

Jiang Jiyun checked and told him, "I have them on both arms and my right leg. Luckily, the meniscus is not injured, otherwise I wouldn't feel as relaxed as I do now."

When Jiang Wenming heard his niece say that both of her arms were injured, he said, "It's okay. Your uncle will perform surgery to remove the bullets for you."

Jiang Jiyun's mouth twitched and he shook his head to refuse, "No, I don't like my uncle's big centipede."

"I practice very often. I used to practice with pig skin in my hometown. Your aunt said that my skills are already very good." Jiang Wenming assured.

Jiang Jiyun still looked at him with suspicion, "Are you sure that Auntie said it was beautiful? Are you sure it's not just her lover's eyes that see beauty in everything?"