This killer star of the War of Resistance Against Japan was only 9 years old.

Hearing the noise from the doorway, Lao Xu and Bai Xiumei tacitly ended their conversation.

Bai Xiumei walked towards the door and saw Bai Luo standing there with a food box in his hand.

Seeing this scene, Bai Xiumei felt a surge of warmth in her heart. Since her husband passed away, no one had brought her meals anymore.

After Bai Luo was led in, she saw that Lao Xu was also inside.

"Uncle Xu, have you eaten yet? Come and have some with us."

Bai Luo spoke frankly, and as she spoke, she walked into the inner room and placed the food box on the table.

When Lao Xu heard this, he didn't stand on ceremony. He always ate lunch with Bai Xiumei.

Watching Bai Luo arrange the vegetables, he thought to himself that if his wife were still alive, his son would be about this age by now.

Looking at Bai Luo's small body, his eyes revealed a look of reminiscence.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but curse those damned Japanese devils in my heart again.

After Bai Xiumei and Lao Xu finished eating, Bai Luo didn't stay any longer. He quickly put the empty plates into the food box and prepared to go back.

Because she did have something to discuss with Lao Xu, Bai Xiumei did not keep Bai Luo there.

Bai Luo returned with a food box and saw Hu Mengyan reading a book at the desk in the master bedroom.

After glancing at it, I walked over and took out the Brand 1 pistol that was in my personal space.

As she approached, Hu Mengyan put down her book and looked at Bai Luo walking towards her, asking in confusion, "Little Radish, is something the matter?"

Bai Luo's lips twitched when he heard this nickname, but he didn't pay much attention to it, since his nickname was indeed Radish.

Reaching out from behind her back, Hu Mengyan saw a pistol being offered by Bai Luo's outstretched hand.

Hu Mengyan's eyes lit up instantly. The mirrored box she had picked up was nice, but it was too big; it wouldn't fit in her handbag at all.

She looked at Bai Luo with a puzzled expression. Bai Luo knew what she was thinking.

"I just got it this morning," Bai Luo replied directly.

Hu Mengyan was not surprised; she had 100% admiration for her online nephew.

While it's not quite a case of taking the enemy general's head from among thousands of soldiers, it was certainly a frontal charge through a dense encirclement by spies.

If Bai Luo were alone, he could easily shake off the spies by simply going through a couple of alleys and climbing over a few walls.

But bringing along my aunt and Hu Mengyan would be a bit of a joke.

Hu Mengyan took the gun with a smile. Bai Luo had returned the Glock G26 that she had played with yesterday to Bai Luo this morning.

Now that she finally had her own gun, Bai Luo gave Hu Mengyan a simple lesson on how to use it and how to disassemble and maintain it before heading back to her bedroom to catch up on some sleep.

We're planning to sort things out tonight; the specific action plan will depend on the situation at the local location.

With some systems in place, Bai Luo didn't take the heavily guarded headquarters seriously.

He doesn't need the intelligence inside; he just needs to know where the Japanese are most numerous.

By evening, after Bai Luo had dinner with Sha Niu and Hu Mengyan, Bai Xiumei still hadn't returned.

Bai Luo went to the store, but neither her aunt nor Lao Xu were there.

Back home, Bai Luo took the equipment out of the closet in her aunt's room.

Back in her room, Hu Mengyan organized her gear. Meanwhile, she taught the simple-minded girl to read.

Bai Luo declined to comment, but hoped that Hu Mengyan could teach the silly girl something before she went crazy with anger.

After 10:30 p.m., Bai Xiumei still hadn't returned. Bai Luo greeted the two of them, put on his gear, and climbed over the courtyard wall.

With the aid of human weapons, Bai Luo made very little noise as he walked on the roof.

I also tried out some master-level parkour halfway through, and I was as agile as a monkey.

After quietly passing through the checkpoint of the concession without alerting the soldiers below, Bai Luo headed towards a location in the Japanese-occupied area.

The Japanese headquarters was only 3 or 4 kilometers away from the dock, and very close to the warships docked on the other side of the port.

Bai Luo hadn't walked far before he reached the rooftop of a building more than 500 meters from the headquarters.

He raised the night vision binoculars he had just redeemed and surveyed the deployment around the command post.

The location of this headquarters was cleverly chosen; it was a large, independent compound. There were no tall buildings within a 200-meter radius, and barbed wire was added to the top of the existing nearly 3-meter-high wall, making it even taller.

There were two main gates and one smaller gate. Each gate had a guard post, with about four Japanese soldiers stationed in each post. On the east side of the compound, there was a ring of barracks. Bai Luo estimated that the Japanese troops stationed at this headquarters numbered about a company of about 200 men.

Then, looking at the office building in the middle, only a few rooms in the building had lights on when viewed from the outside.

"If only I could get the position of commander of this headquarters," Bai Luo muttered to himself.

Meanwhile, inside the Japanese headquarters, Major General Higen Masaji was reprimanding three people in front of him: a colonel and two majors.

Last night, Li Xiang, whom they had recruited, was killed by the anti-traitor squad in the French Concession. They had originally planned to appoint Li Xiang as the mayor of Haishi in a few days.

They helped the Japanese gain a foothold economically in Haishi, but now they've been wiped out by the anti-traitor squad. This incident has severely damaged the Japanese's prestige in Haishi.

However, they dared not lead troops into the French Concession, so they could only arrange for secret agents to conduct a covert investigation. To this day, the whereabouts of the several escaped assassination squad members remain unknown.

They don't have the confidence to challenge France yet, and right now they can only be reprimanded by Higen Masashi.

Seeing that Higen Masao was slowly calming down, Yasube Masao and his two majors secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Major General, we did not come away empty-handed. We have confirmed that this anti-traitor team was sent by the Blue Party of the Dragon Kingdom. The weapons they used were probably from Western countries and were likely automatic weapons, which caused our heavy casualties."

"We will arrange for agents to infiltrate the French Concession as soon as possible to investigate and eliminate them all."

Meanwhile, Bai Luo chose a convenient evacuation location: the rooftop of a four-story building, about 800 meters away from the Japanese headquarters.

After Bai Luo calculated the distance, he aimed one of his two 81mm mortars at the Japanese headquarters building and the other at the Japanese barracks.

They opened all the shell boxes again, revealing a total of 30 shells. These items, along with the previous night vision binoculars, cost a total of 90 points: 20 points for the night vision binoculars, 40 points for the two cannons, and 30 shells for the 30 shells. The shells were the most expensive, as they are consumables.

The system knows how to earn points.

After determining the angle, Bai Luo turned on the monitoring radar to check if there were any Japanese or puppet agents in the vicinity. After walking around the area, his points increased by another 20.

After eliminating the spies at several points that posed a threat to him, Bai Luo arrived at the artillery position he had previously set up.

They took out the shell, put it into the cannon barrel, and with a bang, the shell was fired.

Bai Luo quickly raised his binoculars to watch, and the next second a shell accurately hit the headquarters compound, blowing up two cars parked there.