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

Zhao Huashan stared closely at the large pit not far away that emitted a foul smell, his face full of suspicion: "No way? Chen Meng's driving skills have always been good. I have had many successful cooperations with him in the past!"

Zhang An, who was standing aside, hesitated for a moment, then whispered, "Well... maybe something unexpected will happen this time."

As soon as he finished speaking, he reached out and grabbed Zhao Huashan, quickly dragged him to a dark corner and hid him.

Just then, several tall figures were seen running hurriedly from a distance.

With the sporadic flickering firelight around, one could vaguely see that these people's clothes had obvious marks left by interrogation.

Zhao Huashan couldn't help but lower his voice and asked Zhang An beside him: "These people look so strange, why do they feel like foreign devils?"

Zhang An's body trembled slightly when he heard this. His eyes widened as he stared at the big men who were stumbling and supporting each other. After a while, he said a few words in surprise: "They are White Bear people!"

"Don't run over there, there are Japanese invaders there." Zhang An spoke up to stop them from running away.

The four men suddenly heard the sound and were so scared that they picked up their guns and looked for the source of the sound.

"Don't be afraid, we are Chinese, we are friends." Zhang An comforted the panicked people.

"Get down quickly, the Japanese are coming!" Zhao Huashan shouted and then shot at the Japanese.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The Japanese on the opposite side had just run halfway, and the brave ones suggested coming back to take another look. As a result, they saw the pilots from the White Bear Country they had captured, and the voices of the Chinese people talking.

"Private deceiver. This is a trick of the Chinese people!" (We were deceived, all this is a trick of the Chinese people!)

The leader of the group shouted angrily, "Kensha sashiro!" (Kill them all!)

In the space, Jiang Jiyun was immersed in his own thoughts.

Suddenly, a burst of gunfire outside broke the quiet air and reached her ears.

Jiang Jiyun was shocked and ran towards the huge board without even having time to change his smelly clothes.

She shouted anxiously, "Uncle, Brother Chen Meng, there are gunshots outside! Could it be Brother Ma Chao and the others who are here?"

At this time, Chen Meng and Jiang Wenming, who were not far away, were moving the dirty tank aside, waiting for the right time to clean it.

Hearing Jiang Jiyun's cry, Chen Meng reacted quickly. He put on a heavy bulletproof vest and helmet without hesitation, picked up the gun in his hand and rushed to where Jiang Jiyun was.

Seeing this, Jiang Wenming did not dare to delay at all. He armed himself quickly and followed Chen Meng's steps closely. Soon, the two of them arrived beside Jiang Jiyun.

However, when the three of them gathered together, a ridiculous scene appeared - they were standing stupidly on the green grass, waiting for Jiang Jiyun to take them out.

Jiang Jiyun was the first to break the silence. He looked at them with concern and asked, "Do you want to stand on this board? You know, if we go out now, we will be in that deep pit."

After Jiang Jiyun's reminder, the two grown men came to their senses instantly.

They all recalled the pungent, disgusting and strange smell that filled the pit. They looked at each other in confusion and finally stepped onto the wooden board in silence.

After the three people filed out, they left the huge board without hesitation.

However, at this moment, Jiang Jiyun hesitated for a moment, but finally decided to put the board away.

Although the board gave off a foul odor, she thought that as long as she cleaned it thoroughly, it should still be usable.

When the three of them appeared outside, Zhang An and Zhao Huashan spotted them instantly.

Zhao Huashan shouted at the top of his voice: "Chen Meng, An Zi and I are here!"

Hearing the call, Chen Meng ran over and quickly lay on the ground with them.

Then, Chen Meng asked with a puzzled look on his face: "Why are there only two of you? Who are those guys over there?"

Because he had been concentrating on running and shooting, Chen Meng didn't notice who was lying on the other side of Zhang An.

After just a quick glance, he felt that those men were tall and burly, and did not look like his companions.

At this time, the battle became more and more intense. Zhao Huashan decisively threw the last grenade he was carrying and shouted loudly: "Don't worry about it for now, just repel the enemy! Do you have any ammunition support?"

Jiang Jiyun, who was standing not far behind him, immediately responded, "Yes!"

Jiang Wenming dragged boxes of bullets and grenades with great effort and slowly moved towards Zhang An's location.

After finally getting close, he shouted at the top of his voice: "Hey, big brother, do you need some more ammunition?"

Just as he said this, he suddenly caught sight of the man who turned around and looked at him. He was so frightened that he screamed, "Oh my God! How could there be a foreigner here?"

When Jiang Jiyun heard the voice, he subconsciously raised his head and looked in that direction.

Sure enough, there were indeed a few foreigners there! They looked a little embarrassed, and their guns seemed to have run out of ammunition.

So they came to the wooden box placed in front of Jiang Wenming and reached out to take it without any hesitation.

At this moment, Jiang Wenming's eyes rolled, and suddenly the foreign language sentences he had learned from Little John emerged in his mind.

He cleared his throat and mustered up the courage to speak: "Hello! Ha Wudu Youdu!"

Although the pronunciation is a bit stiff, people can still understand the general meaning.

Jiang Jiyun, who was standing by, looked at Jiang Wenming with surprise and couldn't help but praise him, "Uncle, you're great! I didn't expect you to remember everything John taught you so clearly!"

At this time, one of the foreigners named Alexi, speaking not too fluent Chinese, pitifully and aggrievedly described their current situation: "We are not feeling well at all now. We are injured, and our whole bodies are in pain. Moreover, we are hungry and thirsty now, and we feel like we can't hold on any longer."

As he spoke, his already dirty face became even more wrinkled with grievance.

Seeing this, Jiang Wenming and Jiang Jiyun couldn't help but feel a little pity in their hearts.

Soon, Jiang Jiyun came to his senses, quickly took off the kettle hanging around his waist, and handed it to Alexei without hesitation.

Then she quickly took out several big, plump, white steamed buns from her backpack and handed them over.

Alexei was so excited when he saw this that he took the food and water with trembling hands, and kept saying, "Thank you, thank you... Ivan, look, we finally have food!"