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

Jiang Wenming's face was a little gloomy. He sighed helplessly, then slowly squatted down and whispered to his niece who was lying on the sack, breathing heavily, "Xiaoyun, you should go and call the people inside to come out and get it. It might not be convenient for me to call them. They might react more strongly if they hear a man's voice now."

Jiang Jiyun raised his head and looked at Jiang Wenming. After a moment's hesitation, he shouted at the top of his voice, "Big sisters inside, come out and get some clean clothes!"

After a while, the female comrades who had gone in earlier came out with red and swollen eyes.

Seeing this, Jiang Jiyun quickly took out the small sack beside him, handed it to the female comrade, and whispered, "Big sister, these are vests and underwear, and these bags are filled with large cotton-padded jackets and trousers from Northeast China!"

These clothes were all period-specific garments that Jiang Jiyun had exchanged for, black cotton trousers paired with a peony-patterned cotton jacket. She had originally kept them as spares, but she hadn't expected to take them out for the first time because of these people.

"Thank you." Jian Yulan choked up and thanked him.

Jiang Jiyun lowered her voice and asked, "Sister, how are they doing now? You must give them more encouragement. After all, as the old saying goes, it's better to live a miserable life than to die a good death. Some grudges can only be repaid with one's own hands!"

Jian Yulan looked at the dirty child in front of her. From her worried eyes, she seemed to see endless pain and helplessness.

She took a deep breath, nodded vigorously, and responded, "We will definitely do our best. You seem so worried about them. Is there anyone you know in there?"

Jiang Jiyun shook his head heavily. "Our village wasn't much better off than theirs at the time. But they weren't so lucky to be rescued alive."

Jian Yulan looked at her with sudden realization. No wonder she was so young and followed a group of grown men out. She gently hugged Jiang Jiyun.

At this time, Zhang An ran over breathlessly and shouted loudly: "Xiaoyun, uncle, it's time for us to set off."

Jiang Wenming turned around and looked at him, asking, "Is there nothing left for us to do here?"

Zhang An nodded quickly and explained, "Yes, uncle. Let's leave this to Captain Yan and the others. We'll go a little further, pass Hexi Township, and we'll be almost at Yu Ning's hometown."

Jian Yulan thought of a place as she listened to their conversation. She said, "Are you going to Magaopo? That village is the only one with many people named Yu. But the Japanese raided there some time ago. I wonder if the person you're looking for is still there."

Jiang Jiyun looked at the woman and asked, "Sister, do you know anyone there?"

"My home is also over there. My home is in Yutoupo, next to Maaopo. Although it is next door, the distance between us is still a bit far." Jian Yulan did not have any intention of hiding anything.

Jiang Wenming and Zhang An both looked at Jian Yulan. After thanking her, they took Jiang Jiyun away.

Jiang Jiyuan and his team had completed the handover with Captain Yan. He caught a glimpse of his uncle walking towards him with his sister, and he immediately went forward and picked up his sister.

"Look at your eyes, you are so sleepy that you can't open them. Let me hug you, and you can sleep peacefully." Jiang Jiyuan said softly.

He originally wanted to gently wipe his sister's cheek with his hand, but when he looked down and saw his own equally dirty hands, he hesitated and finally gave up the idea.

When they were about to leave, Jiang Jiyuan and the others noticed that Tian Anhe was standing not far away, looking as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.

Zhang An stepped forward and promised Tian Anhe, "If there is a chance, we will definitely help."

When Tian Anhe heard this, a glimmer of hope flashed in his eyes, and he said gratefully: "Thank you, thank you very much!"

At this moment, Tian Anhe was full of trust in Jiang Jiyuan and others, and could even be said to blindly believe that they could do it.

After all, it was unbelievable that they were able to successfully repel more than 2,000 brutal Japanese devils with just these few people.

Even without the support of the guerrillas, they were absolutely capable of killing all the devils. If they took action to save their comrades, it would be an easy task for them.

After Jiang Jiyuan and others left, Captain Yan and his team continued to stay where they were, quietly cleaning the battlefield.

"Captain, we've wiped out 2108 Japanese soldiers this time. What a resounding victory!" Zou Yong, beaming with excitement, couldn't hide his feelings. "But there's something really strange, did you notice? These Japanese soldiers only have Type rifles. They don't have any other heavy weapons like cannons or heavy machine guns! This is unbelievable! Are these Japanese soldiers that poor?"

After hearing this, Captain Yan frowned slightly, obviously very surprised by this situation.

He pondered for a moment and said, "Indeed, this is indeed very unusual. Moreover, it seems that the devils were forced to fight with bayonets because they ran out of ammunition and food. How could the devils suddenly become so short of ammunition?"

They were all in deep confusion and couldn't figure out the reason behind this.

What they didn't know was that the Japanese troops were indeed facing unprecedented difficulties at this time.

The Japanese arsenals in the country have been almost completely destroyed, and production capacity has dropped significantly, resulting in a serious shortage of weapons and ammunition.

At the same time, the epidemic was raging in their country, and diseases were rampant. A large number of people were infected and died every day, which greatly affected the Japanese military strength.

Now many of the weapons and ammunition in the hands of the Japanese can no longer support them in large-scale battles on the Chinese battlefield.

This is also the main reason why the Japanese in those four provinces did not receive timely support when they were being cleared out.

The initiators of all this were Jiang Jiyun and Jiang Wenming.

What they did in the Japanese hometown had a huge direct impact on the domestic situation, but the two of them were completely unaware of it.

Jiang Jiyuan, Zhang An and others came to a secluded place and entered Jiang Jiyun's space.

After entering the space, everyone first went to wash up, washed the blood off their bodies, changed into clean clothes, and then had a big meal to replenish their energy.

After everyone had filled their stomachs, they began to help each other remove the bullets from their bodies.

Although the process was somewhat painful, fortunately the bullets were successfully removed. After treating the wounds, everyone was exhausted and lay directly on their respective camp beds and fell into a deep sleep.

Jiang Jiyun was lying on her little bed, holding two nesting dolls in her arms, snoring softly.

Jiang Jiyuan's bed was next to hers. Although he was asleep, he would instinctively reach out from time to time to cover his restless sister with a blanket, covering her belly to prevent her from catching a cold.

After a period of rest, everyone caught up on their sleep and set off again with renewed energy, heading towards the county town that Tian Anhe mentioned.

Just as they were about to enter the city, they saw dozens of people with their hands tied behind their backs, being escorted out of the city by a group of puppet soldiers. These people looked haggard and were obviously about to face execution.

Groups of ordinary people gathered on both sides of the roads in the city, silently watching those who were about to be executed. Many of them had tears in their eyes, and some even sobbed softly.