Liu Changfeng was angry in his heart, his chest rose and fell, and under his eyes, he found that there were still a few Japanese soldiers who were half-blown to death, striding forward, raising and falling with knives, one by one, for these murderers of the Nanjing Massacre, he would never be soft, he felt that only in this way could he comfort the undead who died in the massacre.

The entire Japanese army detachment was killed by Liu Changfeng in a blink of an eye, Liu Changfeng confirmed that the Japanese soldiers no longer had a living mouth, and thought about going to see the people in the village.

Liu Changfeng searched every way and room, hoping to find even one survivor, but his heart was getting colder and colder, his fingers were cold, his whole body was shivering, his eyes were wet, tears flowed silently, and his throat was choked, as if something was blocked.

Before Liu Changfeng crossed over, he had learned the brutality of the Japanese countless times from textbooks, propaganda films, film and television works, novels and magazines, and computer networks, and had a certain psychological preparation for the ferocity and cruelty of the Japanese, but when he witnessed it with his own eyes, the shock and impact of that tragic scene on his soul was really impossible to describe in words.

On the road, under the trees, by the wall, by the well, at the gate, in the kitchen, on the stove, in the bedroom, there were corpses everywhere, from newborn babies to eighty-year-old men, they died with different expressions, some were terrified, some were at a loss, they didn't understand why they had suffered this catastrophe, maybe what he thought before he died: Everyone is human, why did he kill me?

The most tragic are the women, most of whom are indifferent, with pained or sluggish expressions on their faces, and they have obviously been raped by Japanese devils before their deaths.

"Ah" Liu Changfeng looked up to the sky and roared, tears rolling down his face, "Little Japan, my **** ancestor." ”

The whistling sound pierced through the sky, and it did not disperse for a long time, Liu Changfeng muttered to himself: "Little Japan, I am inseparable from you, I swear, to the Japanese devils, I, Liu Changfeng, will never be taken prisoner."

Liu Changfeng returned to the open space where the Japanese soldiers were annihilated, looked at the weapons and bullets all over the ground, and thought in his heart, since he has come to this world, he still has to make long-term plans, although he may not stay here, but these weapons and ammunition still have to be hidden, and who knows what will happen in the future?

But where is it better to hide? I remembered that I had seen a cave on the hill over there, so I left him alone, so let's hide it first. Liu Changfeng said he would do it, and after hiding the weapons and ammunition, he returned to the open space in the village, leaving only a 38 large cover and 200 rounds of ammunition. He didn't know what to do with the corpses all over the ground, and if he buried them himself, he didn't know how long it would take, so he decided to go to the nearby village to find helpers, after all, there are many people who are easy to do.

After making up his mind, Liu Changfeng put the backpack and the 38 big cover on his back, holding his beloved ******** rifle in his hand, he was enough to choke on such equipment, after all, there were nearly 400 bullets. He urgently needs to know the situation outside, just now he heard the devil soldier Cao say that he entered Nanjing last month, and the city of Nanjing seems to have been lost on December 13, 1937, so it should be January 1938 now. I just don't know what kind of place this is, so it would be nice to ask if anyone had one.

There is a small river in front of the clearing, and there is a small wharf by the river, presumably where the villagers wash their clothes and carry water, and there are three large locust trees on the side of the wharf. To the left and right of the creek is a path along the river, which allows for a horse-drawn carriage.

Liu Changfeng thought about it, went to the small dock to wash the oil paint on his face, chose a path at random, and strode away.

I don't know how long I walked, but I still didn't see a single person. The sky was still gloomy and gray, Liu Changfeng frowned, took out his phone and looked at it, it showed that it was 13:55, but he didn't know whether it was the time of his previous life or the time here, Liu Changfeng shook his head with a wry smile, put the phone away, and continued to move forward.

Ahead was a mountain col, and suddenly a pleasant and moving, crisp song like a yellow bird came.

Students, everyone rise up and take responsibility for the rise and fall of the world.

Listen, the ears are full of the wounds of the masses.

Behold, year after year the land is lost

Tomorrow we will set off a huge wave of national self-help.

The big waves, the big waves, and the growing.

Students, students.

Quickly show your strength and bear the rise and fall of the world.

This is an anti-Japanese salvation song composed by Tian Han and composed by Nie Er; Graduation Song gt;. The person who sang was obviously a girl, although the voice was delicate, but the melody was galloping and passionate, and still the young people's ambitions and ambitions, and the spirit of calling for national self-help and self-improvement jumped out.

The girl obviously didn't expect that there was someone in front of her, so she was startled and said, "Who is so annoying?" I actually overheard people singing. ”

As soon as the girl's voice fell, she turned around the corner, and Liu Changfeng's eyes suddenly lit up, and he secretly praised: It's beautiful.

The girl was tall, her black hair was scattered, her skin was better than snow, her eyebrows were like daisies, her eyes were like a puddle of autumn water, her nose was high, her lips were slightly upturned, and she had a light smile. She was wearing a black dress and a blue shirt, although she wore very thick clothes, she still couldn't hide her slender figure and unearthly temperament, and the girl was carrying a bamboo and rattan box in her hand.

Liu Changfeng smiled: "Beauty, you sing so loudly, I heard it all miles away, I still need to eavesdrop?"

The girl looked at Liu Changfeng's clothes and equipment in surprise, although Liu Changfeng was smiling, she was still a little scared, took a step back, and said hesitantly: "You, who are you?" Why here?"

"Of course I'm a Chinese soldier." Liu Changfeng blinked his eyes and puffed up his chest.

"No, you're lying, I've seen **** troops, and they wear different clothes than you." The girl said vigilantly.

"I'm from the special forces, and of course I'm wearing different clothes from them." Liu Changfeng patiently explained.

"What are the special forces, why haven't I heard of it?" The girl said suspiciously.

"The special forces are a particularly powerful army." Liu Changfeng was not sure if there were any special forces at this time.

"Really? How powerful? "The girl will be skeptical.

"I killed seventy Japanese devils by myself just now, do you think it's awesome?"

"You liar, the Japanese devils are so powerful, the **** can't be beaten, and even Nanjing is lost."

"What I said is true, I didn't lie to you, if you don't believe it, I'll take you to see it." Liu Changfeng said with a smile.

"Okay, so where did you say you hit the devil?" Seeing that Liu Changfeng was full of confidence, the girl couldn't help but believe a little.

"It's in the village in the back." Liu Changfeng pointed his hand back.

"Is there a river next to the village, and there are three big locust trees by the river?"

"Yes, you know that village, too?" Liu Changfeng asked casually, and suddenly found that the girl's face was pale and her body trembled slightly.

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