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

Just as Zhang Weiguo and Hu Zi were sizing up Bai Luo, Bai Luo was also sizing them up. The two of them looked to be under 30 years old, one tall and one short.

The shorter one was wearing an officer's uniform. Bai Luo carefully examined the rank insignia on his collar. Wow, he was a lieutenant colonel.

That's quite a high-ranking official position.

At this moment, Zhang Weiguo recovered from his shock and said, "Young man, which part do you belong to? I am Zhang Weiguo, lieutenant colonel and regimental commander of the 36th Regiment of the 3rd Division of the Blue Party National Army."

"I was responsible for guarding Jinshi. Because the Japanese deployed a large-scale mechanized force, Jinshi has now fallen, and my troops have been scattered."

After getting the information he wanted, Bai Luo did not answer Zhang Weiguo's question.

Instead, he waved to the silly girl who was returning, picked up the R93 at his feet, and continued walking towards the Japanese corpses, preparing to clean up the battlefield.

He didn't want to get too close to the members of the Blue Party, and Zhang Weiguo was taken aback as he watched the two men pat their behinds and leave. Tiger, standing beside him, muttered, "That kid's pretty cocky."

Seeing this, Zhang Weiguo patted Hu Zi on the shoulder and went up to help clean up the battlefield.

Ten minutes later, Bai Luo had thoroughly searched all 30-plus Japanese soldiers, finding over 50 silver dollars and two watches.

Seeing Zhang Weiguo and his companion standing beside the pile of guns, Bai Luo said, "Take whatever gun you need. After we've divided the loot, we'll all go our separate ways."

Seeing Bai Luode's tentative attitude, Zhang Weiguo asked, "Young brother, a member of the Red Party?"

"No."

"Then why is it like this..."

Zhang Weiguo was speaking when he suddenly remembered that the Blue Party's troops didn't have a good reputation among the people, and he seemed to understand something.

He didn't ask any more questions, and together with Hu Zi, they picked up two rifles that looked about 8% new from the ground, and also took two boxes of ammunition.

"Young man, that..."

"Fuck, run!"

Before Zhang Weiguo could finish speaking, Bai Luo interrupted him with a shout of "national essence."

Before the two could react, they saw Bai Luo not even pick up the Japanese equipment on the ground, and take the 17 or 8-year-old girl next to him and run away.

Zhang Weiguo and Hu Zi were stunned. Neither of them understood what was going on.

But then I felt a slight vibration in the ground, like the vibration I felt when a train was pulling into the station.

The two looked up and around. "Holy crap, it's the Japanese armored division."

Then the two of them quickly ran towards Bai Luo's direction.

5 minute later.

"Commander... these two kids... they're like rabbits... they run so fast!"

Zhang Weiguo was also very frustrated. He had been in the army for several years, but he couldn't keep up with the two kids. Who could he complain to?

The two had been running for their lives for 10 minutes, but the Japanese soldiers behind them could still be vaguely seen, and were definitely no more than 1 kilometer away.

There was only a vast plain around us, with nowhere to hide.

They were both wearing military uniforms, so the Japanese would definitely send a reconnaissance cavalry unit to wipe them out as soon as they spotted them.

"Stop talking and save your energy. There's a big river 5 kilometers ahead. Once we get there, the Japanese armored units won't be able to keep up."

Bai Luo and Sha Niu could now vaguely see the refugees crossing the bridge ahead.

Bai Luo was truly surprised that the Japanese were moving so fast. Jin City had just fallen, and the Japanese were already heading towards the next city. Bai Luo had just taken a moment to turn around and take a look through his binoculars.

The Japanese troops stretched as far as the eye could see, and they were all mechanized units; Bai Luo alone saw more than 20 tanks at the head of the column.

Bai Luo didn't think he could even touch these Japanese soldiers. Even if his gun was capable of penetrating their tanks, the Japanese weren't stupid. If they fired a few shots, Bai Luo wouldn't be able to escape.

Within two minutes, Bai Luo and Sha Niu sprinted to the bridgehead.

Looking at the refugees walking slowly on the stone bridge, it was fortunate that there weren't many of them; in fact, only a few refugees on this side hadn't even stepped onto the bridge.

"Bang bang bang!" Without saying a word, Bai Luo raised his 1911 and fired three shots into the sky.

At the same time, he shouted loudly, "Run! The Japanese devils are right behind us, they'll catch up soon!"

Three gunshots disrupted the already somewhat lifeless refugee procession.

Upon hearing Bai Luo's words, things immediately erupted like boiling water.

Pushing and shoving, they rushed across the bridge. Some clever ones had already abandoned their unimportant belongings on the roadside, picked up their children, and ran as fast as they could towards the other side of the bridge.

Within five minutes, the bridge was completely empty.

Bai Luo stood at the bridgehead and looked around. The river was about 20 meters wide, and in winter the water wasn't very deep; the width of the water under the bridge was less than 5 meters. The stone bridge looked to be only 3 meters wide, a very ordinary stone bridge, and it didn't seem to have much load-bearing capacity.

The Japanese tanks probably couldn't cross, but there was too little water in the river. The Japanese engineers could easily build a road large enough for their armored units to pass through within two hours.

Thinking of this, Bai Luo stopped caring and decided to stall for as long as possible.

Reaching the center of the bridge, he reached into his backpack, retrieved the C4 explosives he had redeemed from his personal space, and attached them to the connection between the bridge deck and the pier.

Then, without looking back, he took the silly girl and ran to the other side of the bridge.

Compared to the vast plains on this side of the bridge, which are all abandoned farmland, there is a sizable but sparse forest on the other side of the bridge.

Moreover, it's winter now, and all that's left are bare tree trunks, offering no shade whatsoever.

Bai Luo had no intention of ambushing the Japanese here. It would be tantamount to suicide.

Instead, they ran towards a rocky hill more than 800 meters behind the woods.

When Bai Luo came from this road, he also took a stroll up the mountain. There was a temple on the mountain, but it had been abandoned.

When Bai Luo reached the foot of the mountain, Zhang Weiguo and Hu Zi could finally see the bridge in their sight.

The two men breathed a slight sigh of relief and gritted their teeth to continue running forward. The Japanese reconnaissance unit had already spotted them, and three three-wheeled motorcycles had broken away from the main force and were chasing after them.

After crossing the bridge, the two headed towards the rocky hill 800 meters away as a place to escape the Japanese pursuit.

The Japanese were a mechanized force, so their motorcycles were of little use in the mountains.

After Bai Luo went up the mountain, he discovered that there were dozens of refugees hiding inside the dilapidated temple.

After taking a few glances, Bai Luo did not enter the dilapidated temple. Instead, he found a good vantage point below the temple and set up his R93 sniper rifle.

Slowly screwing the silencer onto the muzzle, Silly Girl loaded sniper rifle bullets to the side.

After laying down the camouflage net, Bai Luo also covered the scope lens with the net to prevent reflections from revealing his position.

After everything was ready, I placed my backpack under the gun, aimed the muzzle at the stone bridge 800 meters away, and waited quietly for the Japanese to arrive.

At the same time, Bai Luo also spotted Zhang Weiguo and his companion who had just crossed the bridge and run a short distance.

The Japanese advance scouts have already spotted them.

They were chasing the two men on a three-wheeled motorcycle. The two men ran and fired back, and the Japanese soldiers couldn't do anything to them for a while because of the two men's accurate marksmanship.

Whenever the Japanese soldiers closed in a little, the two of them could always accurately shoot and kill the driver of the three-wheeled vehicle, and for a while, they couldn't do anything about them.

The Japanese soldiers also realized how skilled they were with their marksmanship, and now they were only maintaining a pursuit distance to wear down the two men's stamina.