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

Then what happened next left him dumbfounded.

Suddenly, a little girl in the group stopped, and the people rushing towards her quickly dispersed to both sides.

The little girl was carrying a cylindrical object, and the tube in front of it began to spin rapidly.

Then the strange weapon began to spew fire wildly, and even in broad daylight, you could see the strange muzzle spitting out half a meter of blue flame.

Meanwhile, their own soldiers, caught off guard by the gunfire from the other side, had no time to react and were riddled with bullets.

The wooden checkpoint huts and sandbags were no match for the dense hail of bullets. The sandbag cover in front of them was quickly torn apart by the barrage of bullets, which then knocked down the friendly soldiers hiding behind the sandbags.

Judging from the wound, there was basically no need for rescue. As the girl kept moving the gun barrel, a dense hail of bullets was sweeping towards him.

The Japanese captain was so frightened that he stood up, turned around, and ran away.

Judging from the miserable state of his men, the cover in front of him was completely useless.

But after running only two steps, I felt a pain in the back of my head, and the next moment I was plunged into darkness.

At that moment, the mortars behind them stopped firing the instant Sha Niu opened fire, and the remaining veterans, under the cover of Sha Niu's suppressive fire, quickly approached the checkpoint.

They killed all the Japanese soldiers who were crawling on the ground and dared not raise their heads.

The gunfire only stopped after it was confirmed that there were no more living Japanese soldiers at the checkpoint.

At this moment, Hu Chensheng, who was hiding in the corner of the alley not far away, had his mouth agape. He hadn't expected these veterans in front of him to be so formidable.

A few dozen men overwhelmed nearly 300 Japanese soldiers at the checkpoint, leaving them utterly helpless.

Moreover, he knew almost everyone except this little girl, whom he had never seen before, but the powerful machine gun in her hand left a deep impression on him.

One man with a gun suppressed all the Japanese soldiers at the checkpoint, preventing them from even showing their heads.

Moreover, with such a terrifying rate of fire, the recoil must be considerable. I don't know how she manages to control such a machine gun with such a terrifying rate of fire so effortlessly.

After Zhang Weiguo rushed to the checkpoint, he sensed that someone was watching them.

Subconsciously turning his gaze, he immediately spotted Hu Chensheng, who was hiding in the corner looking somewhat dazed.

Hu Chensheng was the only person on the street ahead; the other civilians had been frightened away by the gunfire.

So when Zhang Weiguo looked up, he easily spotted Hu Chensheng standing in the corner, holding a monocular telescope and staring blankly at them.

However, due to the distance, Zhang Weiguo did not immediately recognize Hu Chensheng.

Zhang Weiguo raised his gun and looked through the scope of his MXC assault rifle at the corner of the wall in the distance.

Shocked, Hu Chensheng saw through his monoculars that Zhang Weiguo suddenly raised his gun and pointed it at him.

Startled, he quickly raised his hands and shouted.

"Weiguo, don't shoot! We're on the same side! I'm Lao Hu!"

As she spoke, she slowly walked out from the corner of the wall, raising both hands.

Zhang Weiguo also heard Hu Chensheng's shouts. After recognizing Hu Chensheng through the 3x scope on his gun, he lowered his gun.

Hu Chensheng breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Zhang Weiguo lower the gun he had been pointing at him.

He thought to himself that if he died at the hands of the Japanese, he would accept it, but if he was killed by his own people for no reason, he would truly die unjustly.

He probably wouldn't have been able to forget this matter if he hadn't drunk two bowls of Meng Po soup when crossing the Naihe Bridge.

Hu Chensheng's mind was filled with all sorts of random thoughts, but his body moved quickly toward Zhang Weiguo.

Once he reached Zhang Weiguo's side, he suppressed his wild thoughts and quickly scanned Zhang Weiguo and the others.

He was relieved to find that only a few people had minor injuries and that their wounds had been treated; he had thought Zhang Weiguo had become a martyr.

The fact that he managed to come down the mountain unscathed piqued Hu Chensheng's curiosity.

But now is clearly not a good time to ask the questions that are on your mind.

Zhang Weiguo and the others quickly cleaned up the battlefield and followed Hu Chensheng to a safe house to settle down.

After all, dozens of fully armed people appearing in the city would easily attract the attention of those with ulterior motives.

Bai Luo quickly arrived at the entrance of the Yokoyama air-raid shelter and found that the dead Japanese soldiers there had been shot.

The ground around the explosion still retained residual heat.

Although he did not enter the air-raid shelter, he could be certain that Zhang Weiguo and his men were safe by looking at the bullet holes in the heads of the Japanese soldiers at the entrance.

Bai Luo guessed that after the shelling ended, Zhang Weiguo and his men must have come out of the air-raid shelter to deal with the remaining Japanese soldiers.

But Bai Luo still went into the air-raid shelter to check if Zhang Weiguo had left him any information.

He couldn't recall the location markers of the three points wristbands within a 3-kilometer radius.

Bai Luo guessed that they were probably still chasing the remaining Japanese soldiers.

Stepping into the air-raid shelter, a strong, almost nauseating, stench of blood assaulted the nostrils.

This made Bai Luo's heart sink, thinking to himself, "I hope nothing bad happens to Silly Girl and the others."

After turning the first corner, a pile of severed limbs came into view. Bai Luo frowned and observed for a moment before analyzing that the only thing that could have caused such a death was the Gatling gun in Sha Niu's hands.

Judging from the density of the Japanese corpses and the blood still flowing along the corner of the air-raid shelter passage, it was clear that Zhang Weiguo and his men were not having an easy time defending the area.

Leaping over the group of corpses, Bai Luo continued walking inside. After the second corner of the air-raid shelter, there were no more Japanese corpses, only crimson blood flowing down the corner of the wall.

Clearly, under the defense of Zhang Weiguo and others, the Japanese soldiers failed to even break through the second bend.

Bai Luo didn't go any deeper into the air-raid shelter; instead, he turned around and walked out of it.

As soon as Bai Luo stepped out of the air-raid shelter, he took a deep breath of the air, which still smelled of gunpowder.

But compared to inside the air-raid shelter, the air outside was much fresher.

After wandering around the air-raid shelter, Bai Luo finally saw the mark Zhang Weiguo had left for him on a tree that had been blown down by artillery shells.

Judging from the direction of the markings, Zhang Weiguo and his group most likely went down the mountain first.

However, Bai Luo did not know the specific reason.

But Bai Luo didn't rush down the mountain to find Zhang Weiguo and the others. Instead, the monitoring radar in his mind showed that there were still some Japanese soldiers on the mountain who had escaped the artillery bombardment.

Now that the bombing is over, the Japanese soldiers are gathering towards him one by one, probably looking for their regimental commander.

There are about seventy or eighty of them.

Upon seeing the Japanese soldiers' movements, Bai Luo took out his AK74U rifle and quickly ran towards the nearest Japanese soldiers.

The plan is to resolve the issue separately before they reunite.

Shortly afterward, sporadic gunshots and explosions could be heard again from Hengshan.