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

The news of the explosion that occurred on the Japanese side last night had spread throughout the city by the next morning.

"Hey, have you heard? Last night, all those Japanese devils in the east of the city were blown up?"

"How could I not know? My house is near the east side of the city. The explosion blew my windows off. I heard from my neighbor's dog, Er Gou, that he secretly went to see it last night, and the Japanese soldiers were blown to pieces."

"Serves him right. I wonder who bombed it. It's so satisfying."

"I heard it was blown up by guerrillas who sneaked in from outside."

"No, no, no..."

Bai Luo stood on the train station platform, listening to the surrounding chatter, and almost couldn't help but laugh.

There are all sorts of guesses, and one uncle even said that the Japanese failed their tribulation.

I don't know how he came up with that idea.

Last night, I randomly picked a place to stay and spent the night, and also tidied up some things in my personal space.

I also claimed the rewards from the battle results screen last night.

"Battle over. The host has killed 518 Japanese soldiers, including one major, one lieutenant colonel, and one Jonin-level swordsmanship master. The host has earned 3240 points. The host has completed the achievements of 2000 kills and 2200 kills. The combined reward is intermediate-level World War II fighter piloting skills."

After receiving the reward, Bai Luo's mind was flooded with a vast amount of fighter jet piloting experience from this period. Just like having personally piloted a fighter jet, his body was also instilled with muscle memory of various techniques for operating fighter jets in flight and combat.

Although Bai Luo had experienced this situation many times, he still couldn't help but secretly praise the system's magic.

About 10 minutes later, the train bound for Haishi slowly pulled into the station.

The two entered the carriage and found their seats.

Bai Luo now has nearly 20,000 points. Just as he was thinking about how to make good use of these points, the monitoring radar in his mind showed that there were 5 Blue Party members and 3 Red Party members.

Judging from their route, they seem to be taking the same train to Haishi. I just don't know if they'll get off along the way.

Without paying any more attention, Bai Luo closed her eyes and pretended to sleep to rest, as she hadn't slept much the night before.

When Bai Luo opened his eyes again, he discovered through the monitoring radar in his mind that the three Red Party members were in his carriage, and one of them was sitting opposite him.

Bai Luo thought to himself, "What a coincidence!" He then glanced at the five members of the Blue Party. They were scattered around, mostly in different carriages.

Bai Luo carefully examined the man in front of him, who was in his forties. He was dressed like a schoolteacher, wearing a blue long gown and glasses. He had a gentle demeanor, his face was not very fair, and his mustache was neatly groomed. He was holding a book in his hand and reading it intently.

The calluses on his hands suggest he doesn't use a gun much. The callus on the pad of his right index finger is particularly noticeable, clearly indicating that he's a man whose calligraphy skills are better than his marksmanship.

Qi Xing felt someone was watching him, so he slightly raised his eyes and glanced around.

Only then did I realize that it was the child who had been sleeping across from me. He had glanced at me a few times when he came to my seat. He was a fair-skinned and handsome little boy.

Although he is not old, he doesn't have the chubby face of a typical rich kid. He already has clear features and a three-dimensional face. He will definitely grow up to be a rich young master who is very popular with girls.

The haircut made the child look very energetic, and although his clothes were ordinary, he looked like a child from a wealthy family.

Next to her was a little girl, about 17 or 8 years old, with her hair in a bun. Her face was rosy and glowing, and her long eyelashes hung on her eyelids. Her big eyes blinked, making her look exceptionally pretty. She was wearing a little floral jacket, and she was both beautiful and cute.

I wonder which parents are so comfortable letting these two kids go out.

Qi Xing also planned to take care of the two children if they needed help on the way.

Seeing that it was Bai Luo staring at him, Qi Xing lowered his guard.

He raised his head, closed the book, and spoke to Bai Luo, who was looking him over.

"Little friend, do you want to read a book?" he said, holding up the book in his hand as a gesture.

Bai Luo realized that he had been caught staring at others, but he didn't panic at all and said in a relaxed tone.

"No need, uncle, you can see for yourself."

"Are you alone, sir? Where are you headed?"

Bai Luo asked again.

"I'm going to visit relatives in Haishi. Where are you going, little friend?"

Qi Xing countered with a question.

“Then we’re going to the same destination. My sister and I are also going to Haishi to stay with relatives.”

The two started chatting like this. Perhaps Qi Xing saw that the person opposite him was a child and wasn't too wary. Bai Luo asked him a lot of questions, but whether they were true or false, that remains to be seen.

After the train arrived at Hangzhou Railway Station, three of the members of the Kuomintang (KMT) got off. Many people also got off in his carriage.

When Bai Luo returned from relieving himself, he found another member of the Red Party sitting next to Qi Xing. He was a strong, muscular man in his thirties with a standard square face, a resolute and angular appearance, and was probably over 1.8 meters tall. His clothes were bulging, and his slightly dark skin gave him an impression of perseverance.

Although the calluses on his hands had been deliberately smoothed out, it was clear that he was a skilled gun user, and he had a strong soldier's aura.

Even in casual clothes, she unconsciously keeps her back very straight.

People like this would easily be targeted by Japanese spies if they entered Shanghai. Thinking of this, Bai Luo decided to remind him and Qi Xing.

Bai Luo sat back down in his seat and stared intently at the muscular man opposite him.

This undisguised gaze immediately caught the attention of Qi Xing and Zhang Hu.

Zhang Hu felt a little uneasy under Bai Luo's gaze. He wondered whose child was staring at a stranger like that, and couldn't help but glare at Bai Luo.

He wanted to scare Bai Luo, but Bai Luo wasn't frightened at all. Instead, she continued to look Zhang Hu up and down.

Zhang Hu simply couldn't take it anymore.

"Kid, why are you staring at me? Want to get a beating?"

Bai Luo ignored Zhang Hu's threatening tone and spoke up instead.

"Where are you headed, sir? To the sea?"

"how do you know?"

"No, what's it to you? Look again and I'll slap you."

As soon as I said that, I regretted it a little. I had been tricked into revealing information so easily, but then I thought, he's just a kid, so what?

But Qi Xing next to him wanted to cover his face, thinking to himself that Zhang Hu didn't use his brain at all when he went out.

The next stop is Haishi, which is also the final stop. If we don't get off the train now, we'll definitely be going to Haishi.

The way you look so angry and embarrassed after being asked where you got off the bus—if it were a spy, they would definitely know you're hiding something.

Bai Luo sighed inwardly, wondering if this big, clumsy guy could make it in Haishi.

But he still managed to ask, "Are you a soldier, sir?"

Upon hearing this, Qi Xing and Zhang Hu were both unsettled and exchanged a subtle glance.

Before Zhang Hu could speak, Qi Xing interrupted.

Why would a child ask such a question?

He dared not let Zhang Hu speak. At the same time, he subtly nudged Zhang Hu, signaling him to shut up.

Bai Luo didn't pay much attention to Qi Xing's eagerness to speak, as he had already seen it with his Eye of Truth.

Name: Qi Tian (alias: Liu Qingshan)

Age: 40 years old

Identity: Staff member of the Central Intelligence Bureau of the Red Army

The leader of the Red Party's special intelligence group in Haishi was codenamed "Mr. Big".

“Uncle Liu, look at the uncle next to you. He’s sitting up straight. Even though he’s trying to hide it, he can’t help but straighten his back.”

"And the calluses on his hands, although they've been polished, clearly show he's been using a gun for years. But don't even think about fooling the Japanese at the Haishi checkpoint."

"Unless this uncle spends some money to go directly into the French Concession."

Qi Xing was very surprised after listening to this; he didn't expect a child to know so much.

He thought that if Zhang Hu smoothed out the calluses on his hands, he would also ask Zhang Hu to walk more relaxed, thinking that this would be enough to fool him.

But before they even entered the city, a child saw right through them.