The War of Resistance Against Japan: Starting with a Calm View of Life and Death

Zhou Jindong had been waiting for this opportunity to divide and weaken the enemy!

He quickly focused his attention on the four or five Japanese soldiers who were still pointing their guns at the crowd.

He raised the index finger of his left hand and pointed at the group from a distance, speaking as if it were a joke:

"Stubborn to the end! Since that's how it is, you, you, you! You! Then die!"

Before he could finish speaking!

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Almost simultaneously, seven crisp and loud gunshots suddenly rang out from different directions!

It turned out that Wang Yuan and his men had seen Zhou Jindong's signal and had opened fire decisively!

The four targets Zhou Jindong pointed to, along with three other Japanese soldiers who reacted a little slower, instantly became live targets!

The specially selected guerrilla fighters did not disappoint Zhou Jindong's trust.

The bullet pierced the target's body with pinpoint accuracy!

Some hit the chest squarely, some pierced the neck, and some ripped open the top of the head!

Before the seven Japanese soldiers could even utter a sound, they fell straight down on the snow like wooden stakes struck by a heavy hammer!

All of this happened in the blink of an eye!

From the moment Zhou Jindong shouted "Go to hell!" to the moment seven Japanese soldiers fell dead, it only took two or three seconds!

The remaining eleven Japanese soldiers were completely terrified!

Looking at the seven corpses of his comrades who fell to the ground in an instant, and at the bullet holes on their bodies from which blood was gushing out, the fear of death was like ice water poured from head to toe!

Their hands, which were holding the guns, trembled uncontrollably. Several of them even subconsciously let go, and the rifles fell to the ground with a clatter.

"Ah! An ambush!"

One of the Japanese soldiers belatedly realized what was happening and shouted.

After their successful attack, Wang Yuan and his men immediately jumped out of their hiding places, carrying their still-smoking rifles. They pulled the bolts to eject the spent cartridges and load new rounds, shouting loudly as they charged rapidly from three directions.

Together with Wang Quan and other guerrillas who also rushed out, and Zhou Jindong and others in front of the town hall, the nineteen men formed an encirclement around the remaining Japanese soldiers!

"Surrender and you will not be killed!"

"Put down your weapons!"

"Surrender to grandpa if you don't want to die!"

The guerrillas' thunderous roars were filled with triumphant excitement.

"Baka! I'll fight you to the death!" Sergeant Matsumoto was completely enraged!

Do the enemies on the other side still have any sense of Bushido?

First they kidnapped, then they threatened, and finally they even launched a sneak attack!

He watched as the useless lieutenant Okada completely sided with the enemy, watched as his trusted confidant was instantly shot dead, and watched as the remaining soldiers completely lost their will to fight.

Extreme humiliation and despair caused him to lose his mind.

He suddenly drew his samurai sword from his waist, let out a beastly howl, raised the sword high with both hands, and charged at Zhou Jindong, who was standing at the front, without any regard for anything else!

He had only one thought in his mind: kill this shameless Chinese man!

Zhou Jindong's eyes flashed with a fierce light. Just as Matsumoto lunged forward, instead of retreating, he kicked Okada Yudai, who was kneeling in front of him, hard in the direction Matsumoto was coming from!

Okada was clutching his bleeding thigh and howling in pain when he was suddenly kicked forward by a powerful force!

Sergeant Matsumoto only had Zhou Jindong in his eyes. His sword strike was already in full force, and he thrust with all his might. He never expected that Okada would be pushed over to block the blow!

puff!

The sharp samurai sword pierced into Okada Yudai's chest without any resistance!

The tip of the knife protruded from his back!

Okada's body stiffened abruptly, his eyes widening in disbelief. He glanced down at the military knife stuck in his chest, then looked up at the equally astonished Matsumoto. A hoarse whimper escaped his throat, blood gushing from his mouth like a fountain, and his body slumped limply to the ground.

Matsumoto, gripping the hilt of the knife embedded in Okada's body, was completely stunned!

He killed Okada? He personally killed his own superior?

In that fleeting moment of distraction!

Zhou Jindong had already steadily raised the pistol in his hand!

The muzzle of the gun was less than two meters from Matsumoto's head!

Without the slightest hesitation, Zhou Jindong decisively pulled the trigger!

Snapped!

Another crisp gunshot rang out!

Sergeant Matsumoto's head snapped back as if it had been hit by a sledgehammer on a watermelon!

His military cap was blown off, and red and white substances sprayed out from the back of his head!

His hand gripping the knife hilt loosened limply, his body remained stiff, and he fell straight backward, crashing heavily onto the snow. He twitched twice and then lay still.

The open space in front of the town hall was deathly silent!

Whether it was the remaining eleven Japanese soldiers or the group of civilians being held captive, everyone was completely stunned by this swift and unexpected scene!

Only the cold wind swept through the empty space, making a howling sound.

Zhou Jindong didn't even glance at the corpses of Okada and Matsumoto on the ground. His gaze swept over the eleven stunned Japanese soldiers, and he asked calmly:

"Who else?"

Thump! Thump! Thump...

The remaining eleven Japanese soldiers, including four grenade launcher soldiers, two messengers, one medic, and four infantrymen, completely collapsed psychologically.

It's unclear who started it, but they all threw down their weapons, the Type 38 rifles hitting the ground with a dull thud.

Then, one by one, they knelt down on the ground, their faces ashen.

On the battlefield, they can still put up a fight.

Unfortunately, the general's incompetence dragged down the entire army, and all the Japanese soldiers resigned themselves to their fate.

They gave up resisting.

Wang Yuan led his guerrillas forward, pointing their guns at the surrendered Japanese soldiers and shouting, "Stay put! Hands on your heads! Don't move!"

Wang Quan, Er Niu, and Shun Zi quickly stepped forward and began to swiftly collect all the weapons from the Japanese soldiers, including bayonets, ammunition boxes, and grenades, carefully piling them aside.

Zhou Jindong then turned to the still bewildered villagers, softening his voice as he gently called out, "Folks, it's alright! The Japanese have surrendered! Everyone is safe! Get up, hurry home!"

Zhou Jindong stared at Matsumoto's corpse, kicked it again, spat, and cursed, "Pah! Idiot! Do you think I'm easily scared? When it comes to numbers, I have four hundred million compatriots!"

The sound wasn't loud, but it clearly reached the ears of everyone present.

For some reason, everyone who heard those words felt a jolt in their hearts!

He stopped looking at the corpses on the ground, turned around, and glanced at the Japanese soldiers kneeling on the ground.

It wasn't easy. Starting with single-handedly killing three Japanese soldiers in my own pharmacy, after all this trouble, I finally managed to deal with these beasts who broke into the town!

The whole process seemed to be thrilling but without any real danger. However, if there had been even the slightest mistake, he might have died on the very first day after he was transported here.

Fortunately, they didn't embarrass all the time travelers.

It has to be said that the original owner was very lucky. She had superb martial arts skills, a reliable father, and a group of trustworthy partners!

Thinking of this, Zhou Jindong's gaze involuntarily fell on Wang Yuan.

Wang Yuan was directing the guerrillas to collect weapons and tie up prisoners, his face beaming with barely suppressed excitement and agitation.

"Brother Yuan!" Zhou Jindong called out.

Wang Yuan immediately ran over, grinning, and slapped Zhou Jindong on the shoulder, saying in a carefree manner, "Dongzi! My good brother! That was fucking awesome!"

A full squad! More than fifty Japanese soldiers! They're all dead here! We...we don't even have a scratch on our backs! This battle is something I can brag about for the rest of my life!

A slight smile appeared on Zhou Jindong's lips, but he quickly suppressed it and solemnly said to Wang Yuan, "The battle is over, but the matter isn't over yet. However, I won't get involved in the rest for now. You are the supreme commander of the guerrillas, so you make the arrangements."

Wang Yuan was taken aback, not expecting Zhou Jindong to hand over command at this moment. He said with some doubt, "Dongzi, this idea was yours, and you also directed the killing of the men. You..."

"Brother Yuan," Zhou Jindong interrupted him, smiling, "I'm just a deputy captain who hasn't received approval from the higher-ups yet. You're the guerrilla captain, the backbone of the team. You'll be in charge of settling the villagers, cleaning up the battlefield, and dealing with the prisoners. You're not trying to slack off, are you?"

Wang Yuan was speechless. The battle was over by then, and he only remembered that he was just a deputy captain?

That kid was really giving orders to his captain just now, and he didn't hold back at all!

Seeing Zhou Jindong's goading expression, he involuntarily puffed out his chest and said loudly, "Fine! I understand what you mean! I'll listen to you during the battle! After the battle, I'll listen to you!"

He chuckled to himself, thinking, "You think you can slack off? No way!"

But you'll regret it later!

Do you know that by giving way like this, you're going to miss out on an incredible fortune?

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