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

Jiang Qinan stood not far away, staring at the two people, one big and one small, who were spraying something in the temple.

Jiang Qinan's eyes were full of vigilance. He couldn't help but think of those damn devils. They used similar things to inflict such terrible torture on himself and the villagers.

When he thought of this, fear and anger surged in his heart.

Jiang Jiyun had actually discovered that the scars on the villagers' bodies seemed to be caused by corrosion from sulfuric acid.

She is now worried that in addition to the suspected sulfuric acid, there may be other viruses or harmful substances here. After all, the Japanese would not use such means here for no reason.

However, Jiang Jiyun herself did not have the ability to detect the virus. She could only try to collect some water and soil samples here and seal them up.

At the same time, she also attached a note detailing the source of these samples and the possible dangers, and then sent them into Du Liuxuan's space.

Du Liuxuan's task was to keep in touch with Jiang Jiyun. When he noticed any unusual movement in the space, he immediately opened the space to check the situation.

When he saw the note and the two sealed bottles and bags, he realized the seriousness of the matter.

Without any pause, Du Liuxuan quickly picked up these things and ran towards the hospital in the base.

He knew that time was life and that the samples had to be sent for testing as soon as possible to determine if there were any other dangers.

It was already dawn when Jiang Jiyun and the others finished disinfecting. As she took the lead in taking off her protective suits and masks, she said to Jiang Qinan, "You can let them out, but just make sure they close their eyes. Children should avoid those bloody scenes."

At this time, Jiang Jiyuan looked outside with a worried look on his face. Not long ago, Dai Hui contacted him and told him that their team encountered the Japanese chemical defense forces halfway.

This sudden news made Jiang Jiyuan extremely anxious, as he knew the danger and destructive power of this chemical defense team.

After learning about this situation, Jiang Jiyuan ordered Xiao Wei to go to support as quickly as possible.

He is now waiting for news from Xiao Wei, hoping that they can resolve the crisis.

But as time passed, he still did not receive any specific report on the battle situation over there, which made his worries grow heavier.

Xiaotian and Jiang Wenming in the room worked closely together to bring the people below to the ground one by one in an orderly manner.

Jiang Qinan stood aside, constantly reminding them not to open their eyes.

When Jiang Jiyun led dozens of people out of the land temple, she reminded everyone to open their eyes.

More than half of the villagers were killed or injured, and the young and middle-aged people were basically gone. Only these young girls, children and the elderly were left, and there were only seven or eight middle-aged women left.

When these people who had just escaped from underground saw the corpses covered with straw mats, their heartbroken cries suddenly resounded throughout the village.

The women and old people could not suppress their inner sorrow, and their cries were heart-wrenching.

The children, who were still somewhat ignorant, did not fully understand what was happening, but were influenced by the adults' crying and started crying too.

The whole village was shrouded in a sad atmosphere. Jiang Qinan and the rescued woman had lost all their strength. They sat dejectedly on the wooden board, staring at the piles of corpses with empty eyes, tears streaming down their faces.

Jiang Jiyun looked at the heartbroken villagers in front of her, and her heart ached. She thought of her past self again.

She sighed, turned her head, and said to Jiang Qinan, "These poor people need to be buried as soon as possible. In this hot weather, their bodies will rot faster, and then it will cause plague."

Jiang Qinan nodded and replied, "I understand. Let them vent their emotions first. I will arrange for everyone to dig a grave so that these deceased people can rest in peace as soon as possible."

At this time, a woman nearby interrupted with concern: "But, can we find so many coffins in the village?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Jiyun turned around and looked at the woman with blood scabs all over her face. In this situation, it was impossible to find enough coffins.

At this time, Jiang Jiyuan came over, leaned close to his sister's ear and whispered a few words.

After hearing this, Jiang Jiyun nodded seriously, then turned and walked to the other side.

Jiang Jiyuan originally planned to accompany his sister away personally, but he knew that Dai Hui needed his support more now.

So he explained the situation to his uncle. Jiang Wenming understood Jiang Jiyuan's decision. He nodded and quickly went to catch up with Jiang Jiyun.

The two of them are now going to check the nearby villages to see if there are other villages that have also been attacked.

After Jiang Jiyuan saw the two of them leave, he went to say a few words to Jiang Qinan and was about to leave with Xiaotian.

Jiang Qinan suddenly stood up, feeling dizzy and dazed at the movement. He asked excitedly, "Are you sure it's those devils? Please be careful. Please avenge our people!"

He also wanted to go, but his body was covered with blood scabs and he was tense. Moreover, because of excessive blood loss, he would feel dizzy and dizzy whenever he moved. He couldn't walk such a long distance, let alone go to the battlefield to fight the Japanese.

Jiang Qinan was holding a military water bottle tightly in his hand. It was given to him by the child, who also asked him to drink more. After drinking it, he realized that it was filled with sugar water.

When he drank the syrup, he was surprised to find that there was still a hint of saltiness in his mouth.

This sweet and salty taste was so unfamiliar to him. It was the first time in his life that he drank such a slightly salty sugar water.

Although the water tasted a bit strange, Jiang Qinan drank it sip by sip without hesitation.

After all, in such difficult circumstances, having a sip of sugar water to drink is already a luxury.

Moreover, this strange syrup seemed to have brought some unexpected effects. His original drowsiness gradually disappeared, and was replaced by a strength that barely supported his body.

Jiang Qinan looked at the last two people who left, and silently prayed in his heart that they could defeat those devils and use their blood to commemorate their loved ones.

After their figures disappeared from sight, he took a deep breath, then bent down and picked up the wooden stick on the ground.

Jiang Qinan walked with a staggering step towards the young and old people in the village who were still crying.

He walked slowly, and when he reached the front of the crowd, he stopped and said in a calm and steady voice, "Everyone, please stop crying. Although the village chief and his family are gone, we cannot lose our composure. We must live on for them and witness our country's victory for them."

Although his words were brief, they revealed a power that reassured the tribe members.

The villagers raised their heads and looked at Jiang Qinan, their eyes revealing their trust and dependence on him.

At this moment, Jiang Qinan knew that he had to take on the responsibility of village chief and lead everyone through this difficult time.