Sun Weiguo's thoughts surprised Zhong Jian, he didn't expect Sun Weiguo to be so bold and dare to set up a second ambush here.

Zhong Jian looked at the thirteen Japanese corpses neatly arranged not far away, and his brows furrowed tightly.

The district squad has just been established, and today's battle has brought a lot of casualties to the district squadron, and if it weren't for Sun Weiguo, a sharpshooter, the district squad would definitely be wiped out.

Continuing to set up a second ambush here, Zhong Jian didn't have the guts, he didn't want to put all his newly established district squad into it.

Zhong Jian did not agree to Sun Weiguo's request, Sun Weiguo had no choice but to give up, and he was a little depressed and followed the district team to evacuate.

The district squad of more than 40 people set out, but when they returned, there were only about 20 people left, and the soldiers, after joy, began to become silent.

The troops marched silently, and no one said anything, only occasionally those soldiers in gray military uniforms looked at Sun Weiguo with curious eyes.

They probably couldn't understand how this ordinary villager, who looked to be only about eighteen years old, could have such outstanding marksmanship.

It was the beginning of December 1937, and the winter night came early.

When Sun Weiguo followed the district team to a village, the soldiers' footsteps stopped.

Sun Weiguo stood in place in a daze, he looked towards the head of the village, and then Sun Weiguo felt that his scalp was numb, and the blood in his whole body became boiling.

On the trees at the head of the village hung more than a dozen men's heads, and the blood on their faces had coagulated, and their faces could not be seen.

Even if you haven't entered the village yet, the smell of blood inside is clearly audible.

Many of the houses in the village were still burning, and the smell of charred corpses was gradually coming.

The warriors stared blankly at the scene in front of them, and some of them crouched on the ground, hugged their heads and cried.

Immediately afterward, the weeping warriors ran into the village as if they had gone mad.

Sun Weiguo's brows furrowed tightly, and as Sun Weiguo came to the village, the tears in his eyes couldn't be controlled.

Tears flowed down Sun Weiguo's cheeks like a spring, and the man didn't flick his tears when he had tears, but where could Sun Weiguo harden his heart in the picture in front of him.

There are many corpses in the village, women's clothes have been stripped naked, there are traces of defilement all over the body, and some women's body parts have even been cut off.

Even the elderly women did not escape such a fate, and it became a hell in an instant.

The tiny corpses of children of several years old were burned in flames, and the blackened bodies made it impossible to see the faces of these children.

The village is not very large, and the corpses appear densely throughout the village, needless to say, the village must have been swept away by the Japanese army.

"Mother, mother, wake up, I'm Erzhu, mother, open your eyes and look at me."

A warrior dressed in the costume of a common man lay on a corpse, his face full of pain and screams, tears streaming down his cheeks and falling to the ground.

Sun Weiguo came to Erzhu, he gently patted Erzhu's shoulder, but he didn't know how to open his mouth to comfort.

His eyes looked not far away, his head "buzzed", his body shook violently, and he almost fell to the ground.

Less than ten meters away, a woman's stomach had been cut open and sections of intestines were scattered aside.

And next to this woman, there was also a baby with a placenta, which was apparently dug out directly from the woman's body by the Japanese army.

The woman's eyes widened, and she still maintained a frightened expression on her face, and she was in a state of extreme fear until she died.

"Team leader, she, she's the daughter-in-law of the army......" Erzhu also found the woman, he looked at the woman and the baby next to the woman blankly, and said in a sluggish tone.

Sun Weiguo's body shook slightly, and he saw the army walking slowly towards the woman.

The second pillar and the army were both soldiers in the first squad, and Sun Weiguo and the two of them formed a combat group, and Sun Weiguo was also their team leader.

Dajun's eyes were red, and his steps were gentle, as if he was afraid of waking his wife and the children he had never met.

"Great army, stop him, stop him!" Zhong Jian saw this scene and shouted loudly.

Sun Weiguo walked quickly in front of the army, holding the army tightly with both hands.

"Ahh The army let out a roar that was barely human, and he struggled desperately, his hands pounding against his chest.

The sound of cries resounded in the village, and the smell of blood filled the air, and the smell of charred corpses was even more unbearable.

Sun Weiguo's tears continued to flow, and the memories of his life had appeared in his mind.

In this life, he was an orphan since he was a child, adopted by a hunter in the village, and grew up eating hundreds of family meals in the village.

Adopting Sun Weiguo, the hunter was killed by the Japanese army when he went to the town to sell prey, and Sun Weiguo, who knew the news, directly joined the district team in order to avenge the hunter who raised him.

Without the adoption of Orion and the hundreds of meals in the village, Sun Weiguo would not have survived today.

Anger burned in his heart, and his blood became boiling with anger, Sun Weiguo had only one thought at this time, to fight devils and take revenge!

"District captain, it's still too late to go back, kill the devil and avenge the villagers." Sun Weiguo shouted at Zhong Jian while holding the army.

"Kill the devil, kill the devil." Several soldiers wearing the uniforms of the Eighth Route Army roared angrily.

Zhong Jian's face was pale, tears faintly crossed the corners of his eyes, he clenched his hands into fists, and his nails had sunk deep into his skin.

"Fight devils and avenge the villagers." Zhong Jian roared angrily.

"Dajun, listen to me, you have to calm down, go with me, fight devils and avenge your daughter-in-law!" Sun Weiguo hugged the army tightly with both hands and shouted loudly.

The army that kept beating his chest gradually became calm when he heard Sun Weiguo's words, and he glanced back at Sun Weiguo.

The more than 20 people in the district squad have been gathered by Zhong Jian, and only Sun Weiguo is still holding the army and has not entered the ranks.

Sun Weiguo gradually let go of the army, he took the army's arm and walked into the queue.

"You can endure any kind of suffering in the world, but you can't suffer from the suffering of the country. Anyone can be a slave, but a slave of the country cannot be a slave. Little devils invaded my rivers and mountains and killed my compatriots, comrades, now we have guns in our hands and swords in our waists, how can we let the Japanese slaves of the three islands be wiped out in the country and extinct the species. Fight devils, avenge the villagers, and let the little devils know that we Chinese are not a kind of people who are allowed to be kneaded by them! ”

Although Sun Weiguo was standing in the queue, he looked left and right, and shouted with a serious face.

Zhong Jian looked at Sun Weiguo with approval, he felt that Sun Weiguo had the ability and eloquence, and was a good seedling with both civil and military skills.

"Fight devils and avenge the villagers! Fight devils, don't be a bad seed! The fighters shouted in unison.

"Let's go!" Zhong Jian waved his hand and took the lead in walking out of the village.