I used the Mo Dao (a type of long-handled sword) to fight the Japanese.

Half an hour later, the group arrived at the Xiahou Town market. The streets were deserted. To avoid alerting the residents and revealing their whereabouts, they quickly led their dogs across the streets toward Wangyue Mountain.

Another half hour passed and the group arrived at the foot of Wangyue Mountain. Not far away, several simple military tents were brightly lit. Two Japanese soldiers were sitting and dozing around a campfire, and several sidecar motorcycles were parked on the side.

"Release the dogs!" Mancang decisively ordered, finding nothing amiss.

The brothers unleashed their hunting dogs, directing them to run towards the tents. In the blink of an eye, the dogs had rushed into the tent area. One of the Japanese soldiers, who was dozing by the campfire, was suddenly grabbed by the neck and dragged to the ground by a hunting dog. Before he could struggle for more than a few moments, he was dead!

"Huh? Baka! A pack of wolves!..."

"boom!"

Another Japanese soldier was awakened by the commotion caused by the man and the dog. He shouted and was about to fire. But as soon as he raised his gun, a hunting dog bit his arm and dragged him to the side. His shot went astray, and another dog followed up by slashing him between the legs!

"Awooo..." The Japanese soldier let out a heart-wrenching howl, and the night seemed to tremble!

"Baka! What's going on?..."

"Ow..."

The gunshots and the commotion were enough to make the Japanese soldiers react; they quickly grabbed their rifles, emerged from their tents, and crouched low, looking around. But what awaited them were the sharp teeth of hunting dogs!

The moment these Japanese soldiers stepped out of their tents, they were bitten and dragged to the ground by hunting dogs, with another dog following closely behind, heading straight for vital organs! Soon, howls of agony echoed throughout the camp!

"Baka! The hunting dog is dead!"

"Ouch... my leg..."

"Where did this hunting dog come from?"

"Quickly request reinforcements from the major!"

"Baka! Dying like that is so pathetic!"

This wasn't the first time the Hound Squad had been in battle; this time, over forty hounds attacked simultaneously against two ten-man squads, and it was another surprise attack—the outcome was predictable! The Japanese could only wail in agony!

Asking Inoue Masao for help was wishful thinking! The brothers of the Mo Dao Regiment had already surrounded the enemy with their swords. Let alone any Japanese soldier, even if they struggled a little, they would be met with cold Mo Dao blades.

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Inside a tent, Zaohua huddled in a corner, shivering. The gunfire and screams outside had already woken her up. Looking out the window, oh my goodness! So many wolves were attacking the Japanese soldiers, tearing at them, grabbing their throats, grabbing their legs, and tearing at their vital points. This was thuggish fighting! No wonder the Japanese soldiers were screaming so pitifully!

The little girl was puzzled for the Japanese soldiers: when did the wolves become so thuggish?

More importantly, she was worried about herself. After those Japanese soldiers were killed by the wolves, would it be her turn next?

May God grant these wolves a quick meal of the Japanese devils and then leave! She's still a virgin!

That damned scoundrel! You promised to rescue me, why haven't you made a move for so long? Wait till I get out of here, you'll be sorry!

Wait a minute! Why are these wolves so thuggish? Those aren't wolves, they're dogs! Could they have been trained by that scoundrel?

It must be! They look like the same kind of people!

Thinking this way, I became a little bolder. I got up and checked the doors and windows, and only after tying the ropes tighter did I feel a little safer.

If those scoundrels really come, does that mean Professor Song's family has been saved? Judging by the time, they should be back soon. If that's the case, Professor Song and I can finally escape the Japanese invaders and live in the sunshine!

That's the kind of life I should be living!

While the little girl was lost in thought, the battle outside had ended. A group of men wielding swords rudely stormed into the tents and dragged the people out. The few people from Senyuan Products tried to resist, but were cleaved in two by the men!

"Stab!"

With a soft sound, a long gash was slashed open in the tent by a long knife, and a man with a knife crawled in.

"Don't come any closer! Otherwise I'll..." Zao Hua hugged her chest and turned her head, trying to find a weapon to defend herself, but there was nothing in the tent except for a bed and a simple table and chairs!

"Don't be afraid! It's me! The swordsman from Zhao Village!" Man Cang quickly identified himself as he saw the flustered girl.

"Uh...it really is you, you scoundrel!...You scared me to death!..." Zao Hua felt relieved when she heard the familiar voice, and took two steps forward to see who it was. A huge weight was lifted off her shoulders.

You scoundrel? What's going on? That was unintentional last time, okay? I didn't even get to eat the fish, and now I'm all covered in fishy smells. Am I being wronged?

"Hurry up and pack your things, let's go!" Mancang knew this wasn't the time to argue with a young girl; getting back to the village was the priority.

"Where are you going? Home? Where are Professor Song's family?" Zao Hua became excited as soon as she heard that she could go home. She hadn't been home for more than two years, almost three years. Finally, she could see her parents!

"Everyone's back, let's go! This isn't the place to talk!" Mancang said, turning and leaving the tent. The little girl is good in every way, except she talks too much. This isn't the place to talk!

"Brother Cang! How do we get this thing back? It's such a waste to leave it here!" As soon as Man Cang came out, he saw Da Zhao and the others fiddling around three sidecar motorcycles and beckoned to him for instructions.

"Have you found the key?" Mancang asked.

"Found it! I've seen the Japanese play with it before, but we guys don't know how to ride it!" Da Zhao said, waving the keys in his hand.

Mancang took the key, inserted it into the ignition, got into the driver's seat, and started the car. Soon the engine roared to life, and the headlights illuminated a large area of ​​sand.

"Load all the spoils onto the vehicle, especially those instruments, papers, and documents. Don't leave a single one for the Japanese!" Mancang was in high spirits as he rode his motorcycle. He had only seen these things on TV in his previous life, and now riding one around the beach was incredibly exhilarating!

What young man doesn't like cars? This thing is more exciting than riding a horse!

"Alright! I'll teach the brothers about this later. It runs fast and is awesome!" Da Zhao was very envious of Man Cang's smooth running!

Soon the battlefield was cleaned up and they headed back. Mancang rode a motorcycle in front, with a long rope tied behind him to pull two other motorcycles. Zaohua and Dazhao sat in the driver's seat and controlled the direction.

Behind them were their brothers and over forty dogs. The tracks left by the motorcycles were haphazardly cleared by the men and dogs, and once they reached the main road, the tracks were completely erased by their footprints. It was no longer possible for the Japanese to track them by the tracks!

Professor Song sat in the passenger compartment next to the fully stocked warehouse, a bellyful of questions he couldn't voice. He'd been away from home for months, and now that he was finally safe, his biggest worry was his family! Had the young man in front of him really brought his family over?