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

"Xiao Yuan, do you hate your father?" When Jiang Wenshan saw his son like this, his heart ached.

Jiang Jiyuan shook his head and looked at him and said, "I don't hate you. I hate this world and myself. I lost my mother and almost lost my sister in the two years I was away. I never thought I would have the chance to see you alive again."

Jiang Wenshan felt a lump in his throat and started to cry. He could no longer see the admiration in his son's eyes that he had when he was a child.

"I'm sorry, I should have gone back earlier. If I had..." Jiang Wenshan wondered if he had escaped back the first time he was forced to go to the battlefield, his wife might not have died, and his children would not have suffered so much.

"Dad, there are no ifs in this world. Let's move forward. This is a photo of my wife and children, and also your daughter-in-law and grandchildren." Jiang Jiyuan pretended to take out a photo from his pocket and gave it to Jiang Wenshan.

Jiang Wenshan took the photo, his eyes fell on it, and he was instantly attracted.

In the photo, I saw my son and a pretty woman, each holding a chubby baby.

The two little guys smiled very brightly, revealing the tiny teeth in their mouths, and their eyes curved into two cute crescents.

Jiang Wenshan stretched out his rough big hand, gently stroked the photo, and said with emotion: "These two children are so handsome! Especially their eyes, they are exactly the same as yours when you were a child."

Jiang Jiyuan also came over, patted his sister in his arms and said, "Xiaoyun looked like this when she was a child, with a chubby face. Now look at my daughter, she looks a lot like her aunt when she was a child."

Jiang Wenming, who had been silent all this time, suddenly stood up and looked around anxiously.

He had to show the white cloth to Ma Chao and the others, and then he quickly walked towards their location.

When Qi Feng and the others saw Jiang Wenming walking towards them with a nervous look on his face, they couldn't help but feel a little curious.

When Jiang Wenming showed the white cloth in his hand to everyone, everyone's face changed instantly.

There were some strange pictures and texts painted on the white cloth with bright red cinnabar. They looked weird and frightening.

Ma Chao took the cloth and asked anxiously, "Uncle, has Xiaoyun touched this thing?"

Jiang Wenming shook his head and replied, "Fortunately, I quickly snatched it away and put it away when she was about to read it. I still remember clearly what Granny Huang said at that time."

Hearing that Jiang Jiyun did not touch the ominous white cloth, everyone present breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

Thinking back to the days when the little guy was in a coma some time ago, everyone's heart was in their throat, fearing that something unexpected might happen.

Ma Chao went to a deserted place to contact the base and report the matter of the white cloth strip to Su. Jiang Wenming and a group of people leaned their heads together and talked about what happened last night.

"Dad, lead the team back to Kaishi. There is no problem in Xinshi anymore." Jiang Jiyuan said to Jiang Wenshan.

"You really don't want me anymore? I am your father! You are an unfilial son!" Jiang Wenshan complained sadly.

Jiang Jiyuan looked at him speechlessly and said, "Dad, stop acting. I was fooled by you when I was a child, but now I am a father. If you are willing to abandon the brothers who have accompanied you through thick and thin, then leave with us!"

Jiang Wenshan looked at his son and daughter reluctantly and said, "When can we be reunited? Dad can't bear to leave you. Why don't you leave your sister with me? I will definitely take good care of her."

"No, I came here specifically to take my sister away. She is old enough to read and write." Jiang Jiyuan made an excuse.

"Can't I read and learn to read here? I am a soldier defending the city, not in some remote mountain area." Jiang Wenshan complained dissatisfiedly.

"There is a severe drought here now. Many people can't survive in this famine. Can you really just leave the city defense troops alone? And the city defense troops you mentioned have been abandoned by some people. Where will your military supplies come from in the future? If you only deal with these things, will you have time to accompany your sister?" Jiang Jiyuan analyzed seriously.

Jiang Wenshan moved his mouth, thought for a while and said, "Then I will join you, and your people will take care of it."

"Dad, are you so direct? Why don't you ask your brothers?" Jiang Jiyuan asked in surprise.

He was still thinking of some reason to persuade his father to join his camp, but he ended up switching sides himself.

"Oh, then I will go back and discuss it with them today. If they don't agree, then we can go our separate ways. They can go find that Tang guy. We will join you, and you will be in charge of the military supplies, right?" Jiang Wenshan looked at his son.

Jiang Jiyuan looked at his father and the surprised adjutant behind him and said, "That should be arranged."

"That's fine. We'll follow you. Then you can keep Xiaoyun with me, right?" Jiang Wenshan asked, looking at his daughter's dirty little face.

Jiang Jiyuan shook his head again, "Dad, Xiaoyun can't stay for the time being."

"Why? I have joined you, and we are family. Why can't my daughter stay with me? Do you need a hostage? But aren't you over there? Just be their hostage. If you take her away too, when can we be reunited?" Jiang Wenshan asked his son in confusion.

"Dad, once we defeat all the Japanese devils and drive them out of our country, we can put everything aside and return to our hometown to live our lives well." Jiang Jiyuan said to his father with red eyes.

Jiang Wenshan nodded. "When are you going to leave?"

At this time, Ma Chao walked over with a serious expression and said, "Uncle, I'm sorry to bother you, Xiao Yuan, I have something important to tell you."

Jiang Wenshan knew from the expression on his face that they had important matters to attend to, so he took Tian Yong to check on the situation of his team.

"Captain, do you really want to join Xinsijun?" Tian Yong hesitated for a long time but couldn't help but ask.

"Xiaotian, we have been abandoned." Jiang Wenshan reminded him.

Tian Yong didn't know what to say next. Jiang Wenshan patted him on the shoulder and said, "Yongzi, we are already abandoned. We can still support ourselves, but how can we support the soldiers under us? If the Japanese attack, how much military supplies do we have? How many times can we withstand the Japanese attack?"

Tian Yong was thinking about the original 7,000 to 8,000 troops, but now there are less than 4,000. If they were attacked again, they would not be able to hold on for long because they have little ammunition left.

This time, it was the Xinsijun who helped them out of the siege when the Japanese attacked Xinshi. If the Japanese had not retreated, they would probably have been killed by now!