Jiang Wanwan used her faith and supernatural powers to create the identity of a cultivator.

Mrs. Yang from the village answered all her questions without hesitation.

So soon, Jiang Wanwan had a clear understanding of the current situation.

In the past few days, the artillery fire on Songshan has been extremely fierce, from morning to dark.

I heard that the Nationalist army just captured the last sub-high ground except the main peak two days ago.

The Japanese invaders, who only had the main peak position left, were now launching a frantic counterattack, trying to retake the sub-high ground.

In order to firmly hold the newly acquired positions, the national army mobilized most of its troops to go up Songshan.

As a result, there were only 7000 child soldiers, a few hundred veterans who trained the child soldiers, and a group of logistics personnel in the Kuomintang camp at the foot of Song Mountain, with a total number of no more than people.

In the past two days, the camp has been working overtime to train the child soldiers.

I think they will go to Songshan in the next two days and join the final offensive against the Japanese invaders.

Hearing this, Jiang Wanwan felt very relieved.

Fortunately, she arrived two days earlier, otherwise, when the National Army launched an attack on the main peak of Songshan, even if she brought more supplies, it would not be of much use.

Now, most of the Kuomintang troops are stuck in Songshan and cannot move forward.

But in the camp at the foot of Song Mountain, there are at least eight or nine thousand people, including the child soldiers. Adding the villagers nearby, there are tens of thousands of people, which is enough to keep Jiang Wanwan busy for a whole day.

At this moment, Jiang Wanwan was not in a hurry to go to the Kuomintang camp to look for the soldiers.

I heard from Mrs. Yang in front of me that the training of the child soldiers is strict and closed, and outsiders are not allowed to peek or interrupt. They can only be seen at noon when lunch is served.

In other words, Jiang Wanwan just needs to reach an agreement with the camp leader before noon, and then have them bring their people over.

As for the entire morning, we can first receive the nearby villagers and attract the soldiers from the camp.

Later, Jiang Wanwan learned from Mrs. Yang that most of the villagers nearby had gone to the Kuomintang camp to help.

Most of those who stay at home at this moment are the elderly and children who are unable to work.

As for Mrs. Yang, she was originally helping out in the camp, but her child fell ill with a fever last night, so she stayed at home and couldn't go.

fever?

In this day and age, a child’s fever is not a minor illness and can cost their life if not handled with care.

Jiang Wanwan was just about to ask if the child's fever had subsided. If not, she had some antipyretic medicine.

But Mrs. Yang, who had always been timid, hesitated and begged, with trepidation in her voice.

"Immortal...man, you are so powerful, can you help us drive away the Japanese devils? We will build a temple and a statue for you and worship you every day!"

As she spoke, Mrs. Yang bent her knees and was about to kneel down and kowtow again.

Jiang Wanwan quickly grabbed her again, and the arm she held felt like a stick, and the bones were very painful.

"Sister-in-law, there's no need to do that. Just call me by my name. I'm not an immortal, just a cultivator. My personal abilities are limited, and I'm powerless in the face of artillery fire. I'm afraid I can't fulfill your request. I'm truly sorry!"

Jiang Wanwan's face showed powerlessness and guilt. She also wanted to drive away the Japanese devils!

Unfortunately, she is just a half-baked practitioner. She can only scare people in daily life, but she doesn't know any powerful spells at all.

Even if you go to the battlefield without fear of death, the role you can ultimately play is probably not as good as that of an ordinary soldier, right?

After hearing what Jiang Wanwan said, Mrs. Yang did not show any blame on her face, but instead blamed herself repeatedly.

"Xian... Miss Jiang, you don't have to apologize. My request was too much. So many people in the country can't do it, so how can I..."

Jiang Wanwan interrupted the other party's increasingly frustrated words and said firmly: "Don't be discouraged, sister-in-law. Although I can't do it, if we gather the strength of everyone in the country, we can definitely drive away the Japanese devils."

"Really? Can we really drive away the Japanese devils?" Mrs. Yang finally looked up and looked over eagerly.

Jiang Wanwan nodded seriously and said, "Really? I calculated it with my fingers, and we're about to win."

"That's great, that's great..." Mrs. Yang believed it immediately and murmured to herself excitedly.

Seeing this, Jiang Wanwan returned to the main topic and brought up the topic she hadn't had time to talk about before.

"Although my personal strength is limited and I can't defeat the enemy's artillery fire, I brought a lot of useful supplies. In addition to weapons and food, there are also medicines!"

"Did your child's fever go away last night? If not, I have some fever-reducing medicine here."

"Fever-reducing medicine?" Mrs. Yang's face was full of surprise, but then she was disappointed and shook her head bitterly, saying, "Medicine is expensive, my family can't afford it!"

Seeing Mrs. Yang's expression, Jiang Wanwan immediately guessed that her child was probably still running a fever!

Ignoring Mrs. Yang's resistance, he immediately pulled her into the supermarket, still persuading her.

"If you can afford it, don't worry, sister-in-law. All the goods here do not require silver or dollars. Instead, they can be purchased with something that each of you has."

The empty supermarket was too bright and fancy, and Mrs. Yang was unwilling to set foot in it at all costs.

It was not until he heard Jiang Wanwan's words that he hesitated and relaxed his resistance.

No money required? Is this really possible?

What is something that everyone has?

Mrs. Yang felt that no matter what it was, even if it meant her flesh and blood and life, if there really was a fever-reducing medicine, she would be willing to exchange it for it.

Jiang Wanwan didn't know that Mrs. Yang had already thought of her as an evil cultivator and was prepared for an "equivalent exchange".

Jiang Wanwan brought the hesitant Mrs. Yang to the cashier counter. Without much explanation, she just comforted her not to be nervous, and then directed her to stand in front of the national destiny factor inspection device.

Upon sensing the presence of a guest, the national destiny factor detection device released a detection beam, which immediately enveloped Mrs. Yang.

After three seconds, the detection light disappears and the content on the screen appears.

[Yang Daniu: 5668 points of national destiny factor! ]

Huh? There are actually over 5,000 points of National Destiny Factor? Jiang Wanwan's eyes flashed with surprise.

A Red Army soldier who walked through the grassland only had more than 10,000 points of national destiny factors.

Jiang Wanwan originally thought that it was already very good for Mrs. Yang in front of her to have a thousand points of national destiny factor, but it turned out that she only had half of the Red Army's?

This is not a value that an ordinary village woman can have!

Did Mrs. Yang make any great contribution to the anti-Japanese war?

For example, the Battle of Songshan? But if she was just in charge of logistics, it shouldn't have had a big impact, right?

By the way, regarding the Burma Road, Jiang Wanwan had some guesses in her mind.

After asking, I found out that Mrs. Yang had indeed participated in the construction and maintenance of the Burma Road a few years ago.

This should be the reason why Yang Dasao, an ordinary woman who has never been to the front line, has such a high national destiny factor.

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