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

The old people in the village were in tears. They listened to the hail-like sound outside and their hearts were filled with fear and helplessness.

After about twenty minutes, the sky gradually brightened and the locusts seemed to stop attacking.

Jiang Wenming and his companions were not attacked by locusts in the smoke. When they looked at the thick layer of locust corpses fallen on the ground, they couldn't help feeling a chill in their hearts.

They hurried over to dispose of the bodies of the Japanese and puppet soldiers they had killed earlier, then picked up their guns and prepared to go find Jiang Jiyuan.

Jiang Wenming ran while looking around vigilantly. He seemed to have heard the sound of a horn before, but he was not sure if it was an illusion.

He was worried about Xiaoyun, wondering where she was hiding and whether she was safe.

Jiang Jiyun widened her eyes and looked in disbelief at the nearly a thousand chickens and ducks that walked out of her space.

These little guys all had bulging stomachs from eating so much that they looked like round, inflated balloons.

They all lay on the ground, motionless, as if they had completely lost the ability to move.

"Oh my God, will they die of starvation?" Jiang Jiyun felt worried. She quickly walked to the chickens and ducks, carefully observing their condition.

Just then, a lone locust suddenly flew in front of an old hen.

Although the old hen's belly was already full from eating, when it saw the locust, it stretched out its head without hesitation and swallowed the locust into its mouth in an instant.

Jiang Jiyun watched the old hen swallow the locusts with difficulty and couldn't help but mutter, "You're so full, why are you still eating?"

However, the old hen didn't seem to hear her, or didn't care at all. It continued to lie on the ground, enjoying the satisfaction after a big meal.

Jiang Jiyun shook his head helplessly, thinking that these chickens and ducks were really greedy.

She stood up and decided to put these overfed chickens and ducks back into the space first, to prevent them from being caught and causing any accidents.

Jiang Jiyun skillfully collected the chickens and ducks into the space one by one. She breathed a sigh of relief only when the last chicken and duck disappeared in the field.

After completing the task, Jiang Jiyun began to run towards the place where the gunshots were heard.

As she walked, she looked around vigilantly.

Jiang Jiyun had only walked for a while when he heard a noisy sound of footsteps behind him.

She looked back and saw a group of people carrying various things and running towards her in a hurry.

"Who are you? Don't come over here!" Jiang Jiyun turned around, the muzzle of the gun in her hand pointed directly at them, her eyes sharp and alert.

On the battlefield not far behind her, her uncle and brothers were engaged in fierce fighting with the Japanese.

The sound of gunfire was deafening and the air was filled with smoke, but she couldn't be distracted and pay attention to the battle situation over there.

These sudden appearances made her alert. If they were Japanese soldiers, she would never let them interfere with her brothers. Even if she had to try her best, she would stop them.

The people running in front saw a child holding a gun with the black muzzle pointing at them, and their hearts tightened.

He stopped and raised his hands to show that he was not hostile.

Meng Jingtian looked at the child holding a gun. She was wearing a helmet and a slightly worn vest.

The style of the vest looked familiar. He tried hard to recall where he had seen it.

Meng Jingtian calmed himself down and explained to Jiang Jiyun, "Don't be nervous, young comrade. We are fleeing from Xiaoshui Township. The devils there are crazy. They kill everyone they see. We are all ordinary people fleeing!"

There was a hint of anxiety and fear in his voice, as if he was still frightened by what happened in Xiaoshui Township.

Song Xuming followed closely behind, with several obvious scars on his face.

He stepped forward and said to Jiang Jiyun, "Comrade, please don't shoot! The wounds on our faces and bodies were caused by the locusts flying over us. We were just passing by and wanted to find a safe place to hide."

His tone was sincere, hoping to allay the concerns of the man holding the gun.

Jiang Jiyun held the gun tightly in both hands, with the muzzle pointing straight ahead, her eyes full of alertness and vigilance.

Her voice was cold, tinged with anger and questioning: "Are you deaf or blind? Didn't you hear the gunfire and explosions coming from the front? Do you really want to pass through this dangerous area, or do you have some other ulterior motive?"

She knew very well that although those puppet troops and the Imperial Army were all Chinese, they betrayed their compatriots and became running dogs of the devils.

These people have no sense of shame and are willing to sell out their country and people for a little personal gain.

Song Xuming and Meng Jingtian were startled by Jiang Jiyun's shouting. Only then did they wake up from their dreams and notice the billowing smoke and the continuous sound of gunfire in front of them.

The two looked at each other and saw fear and hesitation in each other's eyes.

Behind them, the women, old people and children had already collapsed on the ground in fear, and some even began to cry loudly.

Fear spread among the crowd like a plague, and people lamented their fate.

"We are really going to die here this time!"

"There are wolves in front and tigers behind us. We can't escape at all!"

"Woooooooo..."

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Jiang Jiyun stood aside with an expressionless face, watching everything happening in front of him with indifference.

The cries and despair of those people seemed to have nothing to do with her, and her heart was calm.

In her eyes, if these people just cry and lament instead of actively trying to save themselves, their ultimate fate will inevitably be death.

After all, in such a difficult environment, you can only survive by relying on your own efforts.

Jiang Jiyun thought that as long as these people did not interfere with her brother's plans, she would not deal with them.

However, when she looked at these dozens of men, women, young and old, she suddenly felt a strange feeling in her heart.

She couldn't help but mutter to herself, "Alas, why do I feel my heart is getting colder and colder?"

Thinking back to her time in Heji Village, she was filled with heartache and regret for the people there.

But now, facing these people who were in the same predicament, she was completely unable to feel any sympathy.

This made Jiang Jiyun very confused, and she began to wonder if she had become cold and heartless.

"There must be something wrong here..." Jiang Jiyun muttered to himself, frowning slightly, and fell into deep thought.

Holding a gun, she walked around the two men leading the way and slowly approached the people sitting on the ground. Some of them were dressed a little strangely, with their faces, necks and hands wrapped tightly.