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

Jiang Wenming rarely saw his little niece cry. After all, she had suffered so much in the past few years and had never cried much. But today she shed a lot of tears, which made Jiang Wenming feel distressed.

He quickly comforted her, "Go and take care of your injuries first, and leave this to me!"

As more and more guerrillas joined the battle, the soldiers and civilians in the city who were still struggling to hold on finally saw hope.

The Japanese troops were attacked from both sides and had no power to fight back. They could only run around like headless flies.

Jiang Jiyun had just hung his injured left hand around his neck and had no time to catch his breath when the charge suddenly sounded.

She subconsciously wanted to rush forward with everyone, but was stopped by her uncle.

"You kid, don't you know you're still injured? How can you run around?" Jiang Wenming said seriously, "Come with me. I'll straighten your bones first."

Jiang Wenming learned bone-setting techniques from an old Chinese medicine practitioner.

The old man got a large ginseng from them and taught the bone-setting technique to Jiang Wenming.

During the days of study, Jiang Wenming treated the injured soldiers. The old man praised his learning attitude and said that Jiang Wenming had a high level of comprehension and would definitely achieve something in the future.

Jiang Jiyun became increasingly anxious as he watched everyone rushing towards the enemy like tigers descending from the mountains.

She said to her uncle anxiously, "Uncle, let's talk about the bone straightening later. We've come all this way, we can't just participate in the first half of the battle and then just watch the second half, right?"

"You? What can you do if you rush forward now? Are you going to be a one-armed hero and hold others back?" Jiang Wenming looked at Jiang Jiyun in front of him.

He was sure that the child wanted to run away because he was afraid of the pain of bone setting.

So he came to deliberately get her talking in order to divert her attention.

When Jiang Jiyun heard this, he immediately yelled like an angry cat, "Why am I the one holding back?"

While Jiang Jiyun was still defending herself, Jiang Wenming took the opportunity to push hard and reconnect the bones in her right hand.

With a "crack" sound and Jiang Jiyun's scream, the bones finally returned to their place.

Jiang Wenming looked at his niece, who was grimacing in pain, and comforted her, "Okay, stop crying. Take two more special medicine pills, and at least you can move your right hand."

When Jiang Jiyun heard this, he quickly stopped howling and tried to move his right hand half-believingly.

Although there is still some pain, I can move around again.

She was delighted and quickly swallowed two special medicines. Then she gave her uncle a thumbs-up with her other hand and praised him, "Uncle, you are really getting better and better. You are simply an all-round warrior!"

Jiang Wenming smiled slightly and did not respond to Jiang Jiyun's praise. Instead, he quickly shifted his attention to the Japanese soldiers rushing towards them.

As he raised his gun and fired, he warned: "Stop talking nonsense, the devils are coming, your chance to be a hero has come!"

When Jiang Jiyun heard her uncle's words, she immediately put away her smile, turned around swiftly, pointed the pistol in her hand directly at the Japanese soldier who was trying to stab her with a bayonet, and fired several shots.

When Jiang Jiyun saw the bloody and rotting flesh on the hands of the fallen devil, he couldn't help but gasp, "Uncle, they are all virus carriers!"

Just as the Japanese soldier opposite Jiang Wenming pounced on him like a hungry tiger, his eyes happened to fall on the other's rotten hand, which looked scary in the moonlight.

The hand was a disgusting dark green color, the skin seemed to be corroded, and in some places the bones were even exposed.

Jiang Wenming was startled and quickly dodged to the side, narrowly avoiding the Japanese attack. He quickly raised the gun in his hand, aimed at the Japanese chest, and pulled the trigger continuously.

There were two gunshots, and the bullets whizzed through the air and went straight into the body of the Japanese soldier.

The Japanese soldier lay on the ground and twitched twice before he stopped moving. He went over and kicked the Japanese soldier over. He stared at the scene in disbelief with his eyes wide open.

He found that this virus was completely different from the ones he had seen before that turned people into dry bark.

He frowned and carefully observed the several Japanese soldiers on the ground around him under the artillery fire, and found that they all had the same symptoms of decay without exception.

"Have these devils lost their ability to distinguish between friend and foe? They've even started experimenting on their own people?" Jiang Wenming muttered to himself, his face full of astonishment and disbelief.

Jiang Jiyun, who was standing by, heard his uncle's words and immediately rejected the idea in his mind.

She knew how cruel and ruthless the Japs were, and they would never miss any opportunity to take advantage of.

Given the devils' style of doing things, it is impossible for them to leave the Chinese people alone and instead use their own people for experiments.

Jiang Jiyun looked up into the distance. The battle over there seemed to have ended, but strangely, she did not hear the expected cheers. Instead, there was a dead silence.

She thought for a moment and then expressed her speculation, "Uncle, is it possible that the virus in their laboratory leaked, causing their own people to suffer? Perhaps they attacked Pingjiang County not to occupy territory, but to spread the virus on a large scale?"

Before Jiang Wenming could open his mouth, the phone hanging around his neck suddenly vibrated violently.

He quickly picked up the phone, but before he could say anything, Jiang Jiyuan's anxious voice came from the other end of the line: "Uncle, you and Xiaoyun quickly come to the city gate. There's something wrong with the comrades in the trenches!"

Jiang Jiyun and Jiang Wenming looked at each other, and their expressions became extremely serious.

Just before leaving, Jiang Jiyun took some samples from the Japanese corpses on the ground. She couldn't help but feel an ominous premonition in her heart, wondering where the virus had spread.

She hurriedly followed her uncle and walked quickly towards the city gate.

Along the way, Jiang Jiyun glanced at the time from time to time. It was already 10:10 in the evening, the moon was hanging high in the sky, and she was a little hungry.

When they finally arrived at the city gate, Jiang Jiyun looked over there in the light of the surrounding torches. Those who had fallen ill were sitting or lying scattered on the ground.

Among these people were New Fourth Army soldiers, National Army soldiers, and some ordinary people.

However, they all have one thing in common: everyone's face and body are covered with red spots, making them look like they have been bitten by mosquitoes.

These red packets made them feel itchy and painful, extremely uncomfortable, so they kept scratching, and some people even groaned in pain.