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

"Cough, cough, cough..." A violent coughing sounded. Jiang Wenming covered his chest with one hand and slapped the ground with the other hand. He was obviously choked by his own saliva.

Seeing this, Jiang Jiyun, who was standing by, quickly reached out his hand, gently stroked his back, and said with concern: "Hey, uncle, don't be shy! It's just that the bullet hit your butt again. We have experienced it once before, so it's like the first time is new, the second time is familiar! Besides, we are all family here, there is nothing to be embarrassed about!"

However, Jiang Wenming felt his face burning with shame and anger when he heard his niece's careless words. Fortunately, the paint on his face was not washed off, otherwise everyone would have seen his red face.

He was too ashamed to face everyone again, so he gritted his teeth, lay on the ground, and began to eat voraciously, as if trying to cover up his embarrassment and awkwardness.

At this time, Ma Chao came over and asked with a worried look on his face: "Uncle, why don't we carry you to the operating room and let Zhang An help take the bullet out of your body. His skills are better than ours, and you will recover faster this way."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Jiyun, who was originally concentrating on calming down, suddenly raised his head, stared at Ma Chao with wide eyes, and asked, "Brother Ma, what do you mean by this? Are you doubting my medical skills? Let me tell you, although I am not very old, I have also received professional training! This little thing is not difficult for me at all. I am an old craftsman now!"

Hearing the argument between the two, Jiang Wenming, who had just swallowed a mouthful of food, shook his head helplessly, and then said to Jiang Jiyun earnestly: "Yun, we are girls after all!"

"So what?" Jiang Jiyun's face darkened.

"Girls and boys can't sit at the same table after the age of seven. There was really nothing we could do before when it was just the two of us, but now there are so many people here, don't we have to be careful?" Jiang Wenming saw that his niece's face was getting uglier and uglier, and she seemed about to lose her temper, so he quickly looked up and explained.

Jiang Jiyun glanced at him sideways and said slowly, "In the eyes of doctors, there is no distinction between men and women."

Jiang Wenming couldn't help but frown after hearing this and asked, "But you are not a formal doctor now, and you are not even a formal doctor. Tell me, how long has it been since you last touched a medical book? Have you forgotten all the words that your sixth uncle told you?"

Jiang Jiyun felt guilty when he asked this question, and muttered, "Well...well, if I don't need to do the surgery, then it doesn't matter if I don't read the medical books. Oh, you are such a boring person, why are you using Sixth Grandfather to pressure me again!"

After saying that, she stood up suddenly like a frightened little rabbit, ran to the side and started eating by herself.

Jiang Wenming looked at the little guy who ran away because he was afraid of being urged by him to practice calligraphy. He shook his head helplessly and said to himself: "Okay, let's wait until after dinner to have the operation!"

After dinner, Jiang Jiyun absentmindedly stared at their backs as they walked into the operating room, then turned around and hurriedly ran to a corner where the items were placed.

She opened a box and took out two specially made pet-version bulletproof vests and matching helmets.

Then, she carefully put the equipment on Xiao Huang and Xiao Hei, and carefully adjusted every detail to ensure that the protective measures were foolproof.

At this moment, Qi Feng came over, looking at the scene in front of him with a puzzled look on his face, and couldn't help asking: "Xiao Yun, what are you doing?"

His eyes fell on the cool-looking equipment on the two dogs.

Jiang Jiyun replied without even looking up: "I plan to take them with me to the battlefield!"

As she spoke, her hands did not stop moving, and she patiently taught Xiao Huang and Xiao Hei some basic tactical skills.

She was seen half squatting, making various gestures with her hands and muttering to herself.

Qi Feng stood by and observed quietly, while several other people gradually gathered around.

When everyone heard that Jiang Jiyun was teaching the two dogs how to throw explosives and how to escape quickly in dangerous situations and other complex operations, they couldn't help but show surprised expressions.

"Can these two little guys really understand?" Hu Dahe scratched his head, looking suspiciously at Xiao Huang and Xiao Hei who seemed to be listening attentively.

Liu Zhiming stared at the two dogs and saw that they not only listened to Jiang Jiyun's explanation attentively, but also nodded from time to time to show that they understood.

He couldn't help but laugh and said, "Look at how seriously they are listening. Maybe they can actually understand it!"

Everyone burst into laughter after hearing this, but at the same time, they also felt a little more anticipation and confidence in the next action.

When Jiang Wenming and his group walked out, what they saw was Qi Feng and his group directing Xiao Huang and Xiao Hei in fierce combat training.

Jiang Jiyun stood aside, observing the changes in the situation outside with sharp eyes.

She saw the Japanese soldiers who were closer to the huge pit lying on the ground in all directions, with countless casualties.

The Japanese soldiers on the periphery were blown into the sky by the sudden explosion before they could figure out what was happening.

The entire battlefield was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder and blood, with incomplete limbs and broken flesh scattered everywhere.

Those Japanese soldiers who had managed to survive were still in shock. They searched around for their injured companions with horror on their faces and frantically cleaned up the horrific battlefield.

In the minds of these Japanese devils, they thought that those who launched the attack had already died together with their comrades.

Jiang Wenming crouched down, quietly moved to Jiang Jiyun's side, and asked in a low voice, "What's going on? Can we go out now?"

He stared at Jiang Jiyun's face, as if he wanted to get an immediate answer from the other's expression.

Jiang Jiyun also observed the surroundings carefully, then turned around and replied in a low voice: "Looking at the situation, it should be almost done. But let's not act rashly. Let's wait patiently for a while. When those guys completely let down their guard, we can give them a sudden and fatal blow!"

After saying that, she turned her gaze towards the enemy camp in the distance and continued to closely monitor their every move.

After hearing this, Jiang Wenming and others nodded in agreement.

Then they acted quickly and began to prepare the necessary ammunition.

Hu Dahe quietly walked aside, skillfully put on a new bulletproof vest, and picked up a new helmet.

At this moment, he couldn't help but sigh heavily and said with emotion: "Oh, what a pity! Our two tanks are scrapped just like that..."

Zhao Huashan, who was standing next to Hu Dahe, also had a look of heartache on his face at this time.

He looked at the two tanks that had lost their combat effectiveness not far away, shook his head helplessly and said, "Yes, those are the precious treasures we got with great difficulty! And they were destroyed just like that."

After Jiang Wenming came over and heard what they said, he stared at the two tanks with broken tracks, frowned slightly, and seemed to be thinking about something.

After a while, he thought for a moment and said comfortingly: "I think this tank may still be usable after some repairs."