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

Jiang Jiyun was in tears, but she continued to shuttle back and forth across the bloody battlefield, anxiously searching for every wounded soldier who might still be alive.

She prayed silently in her heart, hoping to find more survivors and allow more people to return home alive.

The people who had been treated by Jiang Jiyun and Xiaotian before woke up.

Although they were still very weak, they endured the pain, struggled to stand up, and joined the team searching for survivors.

Time passed minute by minute, and they searched tirelessly, not missing any corner.

A few hours later, when they were sure that they had checked the entire battlefield again and again and that there were no other survivors, they finally stopped.

However, it is heartbreaking that there are less than ten survivors on the entire battlefield.

Moreover, among these nine people, three were seriously injured and became disabled.

Oda silently took out some food from his backpack and handed it to these exhausted people.

However, no one reached out to take it, as if they had completely lost interest in the food. They all stared blankly at their fallen comrades.

Seeing their expressions, Xiaotian couldn't help but change the subject and asked, "Do you know Captain Yu Huaisheng?"

One of them suddenly raised his head, looked at Xiaotian anxiously, and asked anxiously, "We failed to intercept the Japanese troops here, but they also failed? Did the Japanese still capture Shiba County?"

Looking at his face, which had grown increasingly pale from excessive worry, Xiaotian quickly explained, "Comrade, don't worry. Captain Yu and his men successfully intercepted the Japanese regiment last night and are now intercepting another group. We came from the battlefield over there to check on your situation."

Jiang Qinzhe's face was covered with tears, and his eyes swept over the brothers lying in disorder on the battlefield.

After choking a few times, he said in grief: "It's good that they stopped us. Our sacrifice was not in vain! Six hundred and forty-two people, and now only nine of us are still alive... I brought them out, but they can never go back... Wuuwuwu..."

Jiang Jiyun listened silently at the side, her tears falling again, her heart also filled with sadness and pain.

After a while, she finally spoke: "They sacrificed their lives for the country. They are all heroes of the people. Their heroic deeds will be forever remembered in the hearts of the people, and their spirit will always be admired by future generations."

Jiang Jiyun took out a pen and paper from his bag, handed it to Jiang Qinzhe, and said softly, "Write down all their names. After the war is over, we will build a monument here so that the names of these heroes will be engraved on this land forever."

Jiang Qinzhe took the paper and pen with trembling hands. His hands were somewhat out of control, but he still suppressed the grief in his heart and wrote those familiar names on the paper stroke by stroke.

Every time he wrote down a name, his heart felt like it was being cut by a knife.

Jiang Jiyun looked at Jiang Qinzhe quietly. Looking at his focused and painful expression, her eyes couldn't help but become moist again.

She looked up at the sky, as if she could see the fallen heroes smiling in the clouds.

Jiang Jiyun couldn't remember how many times he had passed on such a list.

After every battle she participated in, she would ask someone to write down a list of the victims and then pass it to Du Liuxuan.

She would also make a copy for herself because she knew that these lists were not just names, they represented individual lives and the brokenness and pain of families.

Jiang Jiyun secretly vowed that as long as she was alive, as long as she could meet the families of these heroes again, she would do her best to help them.

Xiaotian looked at Xiaoyun and saw that she was emitting waves of coldness. He endured the pain in his leg and said with difficulty: "It's getting dark. We have to go back and meet up with my uncle and the others."

Jiang Jiyun noticed that Xiaotian was trying hard to support his body, trying to stand up with the help of the gun.

She quickly reached out her hand to support Xiaotian and said softly, "Brother Xiaotian, when we get there, I will send you into the space. This way, we will be able to go back faster."

Xiaotian glanced at Jiang Jiyun and nodded in agreement.

Jiang Jiyun helped him stand on one leg, walked quickly to Jiang Qinzhe, took the paper and pen he handed over, then turned to him and said, "We left some things for you, but you still need to clean up the battlefield here."

Jiang Qinzhe looked in the direction of Jiang Jiyun's finger and saw three black packages standing not far away, quietly placed there.

Jiang Jiyun sighed and then explained, "There's some food and medicine in there for healing."

Jiang Qinzhe only reacted at this time. He widened his eyes and looked at the bandaged wounds on everyone in disbelief. Before this, he had been immersed in his own pain and was completely unaware of this matter.

At this moment, he suddenly realized that he was so seriously injured that even with medical treatment, it would be impossible for him to wake up so quickly and be able to move freely like he is now.

Similarly, Zhu Chengan and others must have fallen into a coma due to serious injuries, otherwise they would never have watched the Japanese troops leave without intercepting them.

Jiang Qinzhe frowned tightly. Now that they had woken up long ago, he finally found the key to the problem, which was the medicine they used to treat themselves.

Just as Jiang Qinzhe was lost in thought, Jiang Jiyun noticed the shock in his eyes.

She sighed softly, then took out a bottle of medicine from her bag and put it into Jiang Qinzhe's palm.

"This is the special medicine I gave you," Jiang Jiyun explained quietly, "because it's very rare and in limited supply, most of it has been reserved for the main force. However, I have one bottle left here. Keep it for emergencies."

Jiang Qinzhe had heard of this special medicine but had never seen it. He wanted to refuse but followed his heart and put the medicine in his pocket.

Just as they were talking, Oda suddenly raised the gun in his hand as if he had been electrocuted, and pointed the muzzle straight towards the north.

His eyes were full of vigilance and his muscles were tense. As long as there was any movement in that direction, he would pull the trigger without hesitation.

Jiang Qinzhe and others also responded quickly, their nerves instantly tensed as if facing a great enemy.

When he saw the figure in shit-yellow clothes appear, Oda fired a shot decisively.

When Jiang Jiyun and his men saw the Japanese soldiers stumbling towards them, they immediately joined the battle and dealt with the enemy together with Oda.

Jiang Jiyun said as he fired, "Could these be the Japs who escaped from the front battlefield?"

Oda answered with certainty, "It was those devils. You can tell by looking at their miserable state."

Jiang Qinzhe and the others were now extremely jealous of each other, like enemies meeting each other. None of them looked as listless as before, but as if they had been injected with chicken blood.