After sleeping until he woke up naturally, Liu Changfeng opened his eyes, and the fire had been extinguished. Outside the cave entrance was sunny and warm, and the birds were chirping in the branches, enjoying their time, it was a quiet and quiet morning, as if away from the strife of the world.

Liu Changfeng was stunned, he didn't know if he was dreaming now or two days ago, he sighed in his heart, peace, it's good.

"Brother Liu, morning." Li Rong's pretty face came out of the sleeping bag, revealing a lazy and hazy coquettishness on her face, like an empty valley orchid blooming, beautiful and thrilling.

"Early." Liu Changfeng's thoughts were interrupted, returned to reality, and smiled, although his face was calm and waveless, but his heart was stunned by Li Rong's unadorned beauty, if she was born in the twenty-first century, she would be a natural star, if she wanted, she would be popular all over the country overnight, but the god of fate made a joke with her, but she was born in this war-torn era.

Liu Changfeng and Li Rong camped out and arrived in the suburbs of Nanjing two days later. Two days ago, I could see some houses sparsely, but now the villages I passed along the way were dead silent, and there was not a single living person in sight, only corpses.

Liu Changfeng once read an article in his previous life, which mentioned that before and after the Battle of Nanjing, within 30 kilometers of the suburbs of Nanjing, ten rooms and nine emptiness, where the iron hooves of the Japanese devils passed, the heavens and the earth changed color, and even the ghosts and gods were trembling, and the Japanese fascist invaders tried in vain to destroy the will of the Chinese people to resist with cruelty.

Dream, little devil, blood debt must be paid with blood, Liu Changfeng clenched his fists, the hot blood in his chest surged, and the anger burned in his eyes, as if he was about to erupt.

Li Rong has not had a smile on her face for a whole day, her face is always as cold as ice, what happened in the past few days, her soul was shocked and baptized again, there was no fear in her heart, she was numb to fear, and there was only anger and hatred left in her heart.

On the way, in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Liu Changfeng had wrapped the body of the Type 88 sniper rifle with a broken sack, but it did not affect the shooting, so although it was still very different from the sniper rifle of the Japanese army at that time, it was no longer so conspicuous.

Unconsciously, the two were already standing on the edge of the Yangtze River, Liu Changfeng looked at the broad and majestic, rolling eastward flow of the Yangtze River, his mood was heavy, his expression was gloomy, looking at the other side from afar, silent, letting the whirring north wind blow his body. On the other side of the river, most of the large-scale massacres of Japanese devils were carried out by the Yangtze River, and at this time, the corpses of Rushan had been disposed of. Has their resentment dissipated?

I don't know how long it took, Li Rong stabbed Liu Changfeng, Liu Changfeng woke up like a dream, his expression was bitter, and he walked silently towards the dock. Of course, the docks were controlled by Japanese soldiers, and sentry posts were set up.

Liu Changfeng was wearing a Japanese second lieutenant uniform, his expression was calm, and he strode over. Li Rong held a Type 88 sniper rifle in her hand and followed closely. A soldier at the sentry bowed to Liu Changfeng, looked respectful, and said in Japanese: "Your Excellency, please show your ID."

"Baga, Your Excellency Matsui Shigen, our direct army general, you don't have the right to look at our documents, open the way, quickly." Liu Changfeng's sword eyebrows were raised, his eyes were sharp, his expression was fierce, and he spoke fluent Japanese.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Your Excellency, this is our duty, please don't embarrass us." The Japanese soldiers still looked respectful and fearful.

"Baga, yours, your conscience is very bad, it's dead," Liu Changfeng grabbed the Japanese soldier's clothes in the front, opened his bow left and right, crackled and slapped several times in succession.

The Japanese soldier was slapped and dizzy, the expression on his face was terrified, he stood with his hands and legs together, and bowed again and again: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, open the way, open the way, sir, please."

Liu Changfeng snorted and said to Li Rong in Japanese, "Miss Michiko, let's go." Afraid that Li Rong didn't understand what she meant, she made a gesture of invitation in her hand.

Li Rong nodded, her face was covered with frost, holding a sniper rifle, she took the lead and walked through the sentry post, she was amazed in her heart, the more vicious Liu Changfeng was, the more respectful the attitude of the Japanese soldiers, she couldn't understand the reason even if she wanted to break her head.

The two walked on a steamer, the ship was very large, enough to accommodate hundreds of people, there were some Japanese soldiers standing sparsely on the boat, the two walked to a corner where there were fewer people, there were only two Japanese soldiers chatting, Liu Changfeng said in a rough voice: "Hey, you two, work over there, hurry."

"Hay, sir." The two Japanese soldiers bowed and walked away obediently.

At this time, there were no other Japanese soldiers around Liu Changfeng and Li Rong, Li Rong was secretly surprised, and couldn't help but ask softly: "Brother Liu, why are the more fierce you are to them, the more respectful they are?"

"They just don't clean up." Liu Changfeng couldn't help but smile, "How are you?" Are you afraid?

"I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid at all, I don't know why, a few days ago, when I saw them from afar, my feet were weak, and I couldn't even breathe." Li Rong's answer was very calm.

"It's right if you're not afraid, they're like that, bullying the soft and afraid of the hard, the more you are afraid, the more he bullies you, if you are not afraid of him, he will be afraid of you." Liu Changfeng patted Li Rong's shoulder and signaled encouragement.

At this moment, suddenly a Japanese captain strode over, looking Li Rong up and down unscrupulously, he had a mustache on his face, and his eyes were as obscene as he wanted.

The Japanese captain arrogantly said to Liu Changfeng: "Hey, second lieutenant, you are not needed here, you can go." The meaning is self-evident, naturally it is to take a fancy to Li Rong's beauty.

Originally, the upper and lower ranks of the Japanese army were extremely strict, and the subordinates had to obey their superiors unconditionally, but Liu Changfeng didn't like him, and said coldly in Japanese: "Captain, do you know who we are? We are a special forces unit directly under the Army General Matsui Ishone, you have no right to order me, please go away. ”

At that time, the special forces had a very high status in the Japanese army, and they were generally not subject to the constraints of ordinary field troops, and Liu Changfeng saw this point before pretending, as long as he did not encounter general-level officers, he could fool the past.

Suddenly, Li Rong raised her sniper rifle with a snort, her face was as cold as frost, and she didn't say a word, and the muzzle of the black hole was aimed directly at the Japanese captain, exuding a cold aura, and a faint murderous aura gushed out.

The Japanese captain made a sudden start, his face changed greatly, and he involuntarily took a step back.

Liu Changfeng said coldly: "Captain, you'd better go away immediately, in case Miss Michiko's gun goes off, it won't be easy to handle, what do you say?"

Suddenly, a smile appeared on the face of the Japanese captain and he gave a thumbs up, "Yo key, special forces, big good, yo key." After saying that, he laughed dryly twice, and slowly turned to leave.

Li Rong grimaced, slowly put down the sniper rifle, and cold sweat soaked her back.