Reborn in 1977, starting with severing ties with family.

Gunshots rang out not far from them, along with wolf howls.

The retreating pack of wolves encountered someone, I don't know.

"Hurry up!" the waiter shouted.

The two men who changed the tire quickly finished changing it and threw the old tire onto the car.

"Okay! Get in the car!"

"Get in! Let's go!"

The group got back into the car and continued driving forward.

The gunfire continued, gradually fading into the distance as the vehicle drove away.

"Could it be poaching?" Jiang Sen asked.

The driver said, "Poachers wouldn't have such sophisticated weapons."

"Who could that be?"

"I don't know, but we've encountered armed forces here, so running away is the best option! If we keep going forward, we'll get out of this area and reach the valley."

Jiang Sen was infected by his colleague's nervousness, and his eyes kept looking around.

The forest remained gloomy and dark, with two headlights illuminating the trees ahead.

Fortunately, the further we went, the sparser the forest became, and soon we saw large areas of bare land.

The ground was covered with a layer of white snow, and withered grass stretched out from the snow, swaying in the wind.

Suddenly, a piece of black cloth, which seemed to have flown out of nowhere, was abruptly stuck to the windshield.

The driver jerked the steering wheel, and Jiang Sen quickly got up, leaned out, and pulled off the black cloth.

He frowned as he looked at the black cloth, which had neatly sewn edges.

He suddenly looked up and immediately saw two men standing in front of him, holding guns and pointing them at them.

"Holy shit!" Jiang Sen didn't even have time to react before pulling the trigger.

The two people rolled out, one on the left and one on the right.

"Charge!" Jiang Sen shouted, grabbing his walkie-talkie and yelling to the car behind, "Someone's robbing us, get ready!"

In fact, he didn't need to remind them; the gunshots had already alerted the people in the car behind.

The gun barrel protruded from the rolled-down car window, but there was no one around.

Jiang Sen felt a cold sweat break out all over his body. He searched back and forth, but there was no sign of anyone.

Is it a ghost?

That's utter nonsense!

It's not a ghost, it must be a person!

"Did I see that right?" Jiang Sen asked.

The waiter said, "You're not mistaken, there are two people! And they're carrying knives, looking like Japanese ninjas!"

Jiang Sen felt a chill run down his spine. Japanese ninjas?

I recalled the scene that had just passed by in a hurry.

He was dressed in all black, and his face was covered with a black cloth.

Then look at the black cloth covering the windshield on the side where the guy is standing...

“If they’re really from Japan, we’ll just take them down!” Jiang Sen said.

The man said in a deep voice, "Our primary objective now is to reach the port safely."

Jiang Sen didn't say anything more, but instead held his gun and searched back and forth for anything suspicious, especially the trees.

The man suddenly slammed on the brakes, and Jiang Sen almost lurched forward.

He withdrew his hand from the window frame and made two cuts.

He shook his hand, wiped away the blood with the black cloth, and asked, "Why did you stop?"

The man looked ahead and exclaimed, "We can't get through!"

A thick, withered tree trunk lay across the road ahead, with a grove of trees on either side. Even if you took a detour, you wouldn't know where to get around it.

"Be on guard!" The man held his gun in his hand. "Once the car door opens, jump down and crawl under it!"

"it is good!"

"1, 2, 3, jump!"

As soon as the doors on both sides opened, the waiter and Jiang Sen jumped out of the car and ducked under the car.

The two people lay face down on the ground, one on each side, facing outwards.

The two cars behind followed suit and did the same thing.

The truck in the middle was only four or five meters away from them. Qianmian, lying under the truck, whispered to Jiang Sen, "Brother Sen! What's going on?"

Jiang Sen stared ahead and replied, "I just saw two ghosts!"

"A ghost?" Thousand Faces was taken aback for a moment, then quickly realized, "You mean the Japanese devils?"

"Correct!"

"Oh dear, instead of going looking for trouble, they've come to us of their own accord!"

Qianmian's words made Jiang Sen's lips curl into a slight smile. Soon, he heard the sound of someone crawling on the ground.

"Where are you going?" one of the men asked in a low voice.

"Come back quickly!"

Jiang Sen quickly turned his head. Without the car headlights, the reflection of the snow filled the surroundings with a hazy light.

He then saw that there was only one person left under the truck in the middle; Qianmian had disappeared.

Then, further back, it seemed that some movement was also heard.

But he couldn't care less about that. On a tree in front of him, a branch swayed, and Jiang Sen instantly saw a large dark shadow on it.

He slowly turned the gun around and whispered, "Found you!"

Without being given a command, he aimed and fired immediately.

"Uh..." After a muffled thud, the dark figure fell from the tree and remained motionless, like a mound of earth at the base of the tree.

"Snapped!"

"Tu Tu Tu!"

Gunshots rang in my ears; the guys behind me had fired.

His companion said, "Don't go out!" and climbed out from under the car, running into the woods across the street.

Don't move?

Jiang Sen wasn't an obedient simpleton. He crawled out from under the car, quickly glanced to both sides, then got up, crouched down, and ran to the tree.

The dark figure was indeed a person, dressed in black and masked, curled up there with a bloody hole in his chest from which blood was gushing out; he was not dead yet.

Jiang Sen ripped the black cloth off the figure's face. "It really is a ghost!" He chuckled and rummaged through the shadowy figure, taking everything he owned.

The man seemed to want to say something, but could only make a "hoarse" sound in his throat, and tried to grab Jiang Sen with one hand.

Jiang Sen cursed, "Living isn't easy, but dying isn't?"

After saying that, he stepped on the man's chest.

The person beneath his feet suddenly shuddered, his limbs sprawled out, and he was dead!

Jiang Sen squatted there, looking around. He seemed to hear some sounds, all not far away. He picked up the looted items and ran back to the truck, throwing them into the truck. He only kept the Japanese soldier's short knife in his hand and ran towards the sound.

In the nearby woods, Wang Haiyang encountered someone, and the two engaged in hand-to-hand combat before they could even fire their guns.

Wang Haiyang's moves were incredibly fast, almost all of them were deadly techniques he had honed in the military.

The man in black was no pushover either; his moves, though flashy, were quite practical.

But he was no match for the hot-blooded young man. After being kicked back several steps by Wang Haiyang, he actually pulled out a short blade from behind.

He gripped the short blade in both hands, facing off against Wang Haiyang, waiting for an opportunity to strike.

"ah……"

He raised the broken blade to charge forward, but his body suddenly stiffened.

Looking down, he saw a section of the knife tip protruding from his chest.

Jiang Sen stepped on his back and pulled the short blade he had just seized from his body.

"Haiyang, are you alright?" Jiang Sen brandished his short blade. "I must say, that Japanese knife is quite handy!"

Wang Haiyang ran over, squatted down, and began searching the person.

But apart from the gun lying on the ground and the short knife he was holding, this person had nothing else on him.

He grabbed the short knife, picked up the gun, then took his own gun back. "Let's go!"

They've resolved their issue, but the others are unsure of the situation.

As a result, when they returned to the truck, almost everyone else had come back.

No one was hurt, and everyone picked up a lot of things.

Only Qianmian was a little frustrated because he didn't get any, and only watched his buddies show off.

"How many did you take down?"

"one!"

"one!"

In the end, we counted that we took down six people!

The Japanese team never imagined that they would be wiped out before they even got close to the truck!