Trains in the era of World War II, there is no doubt that they are very backward in technology, and the trains are still in the age of steam, burning coal to drive the locomotive, and the speed is not very fast.

Now Lin Xiafan rode the buffalo that had just finished delivering the grain, and rushed to the small railway station above the town, ignoring the warnings of the little devils who were stationed on the top of the turret, as in the daytime, killing them one by one.

"Baga, kill that branch for me. "The stationmaster in the railway station saw a young man wearing an eight-way cotton jacket kill in, and immediately commanded and asked the soldiers stationed here to kill him.

Lin Xiafan came here because the railway here is their transportation zone, not only to transport soldiers here, but also to transport food, munitions and so on.

There are hundreds of little devils who are stationed here, and there are many local migrant workers who really don't want to give them jobs, but they have to give them jobs, because if they don't give them jobs, they will slaughter the village.

If you give them a job, you will get some food, and the yen of their country, and the currency of the cities they conquer will be the currency of their country. And they collected a lot of silver dollars, so that the silver dollars in the hands of the people of this country were exchanged for their yen, and then they shipped the silver dollars back to their own country, and the same was true for gold ingots.

Just like when the little devils of the earth invaded China, a boatload of gold ingots, a cart of silver dollars, etc., made today's Wa Kingdom so economical.

"Bang bang!" Hayashi Fan didn't care if the other party was from this country or not, or if he spoke Japanese, as long as he attacked him, he would shoot them all.

If the people of this country attack him, it proves that the other party is a traitor to the country and a piece of garbage that does not deserve to sympathize with them and kill them all.

"Guys, bring back all the food here, leave a group of people, go to the munitions warehouse, and blow up all the railroads here, as well as the bridge in front, and cut off the railroad they support. After Lin Xiafan shot and killed hundreds of little devils here, he said to the villagers who worked here.

"Yes, yes......" In the past two days, they have already heard of a spear god riding a bull, but they didn't expect to encounter it today, such a disaster.

"Let's go, I'll go to the front and take a look, and after cleaning up all the little devils in the area here, if any of you are the Eighth Route Army, transport all the arms here to the Eighth Route Army, so that they can have enough ammunition to deal with these little devils and drive them all to this land." "Lin Xiafan really didn't expect this world civilization to be so godly, exactly the same era as the situation on Earth in World War II.

In the past, Lin Xiafan was thinking in his heart, why was he not born in the World War II era, if he was born in the World War II era, with his strength, it would not be a problem to kill the little devils and destroy their country, and they did not need to be invaded by them for more than ten years, abused the people to the point that they did not want to do it, and left many historical wills, even if they are developed now, they can't repay the revenge of the year, and many old people who have gone through the war can only leave this world with their wills.

Although the old people of that generation were unwilling, the times could no longer live back to the past, and everything was under the command of the party and the arrangements of the state.

Of course, after the lessons of that time, the country began to strengthen its military and strengthen the country, protect its own country, and not repeat the mistakes of World War II; even if it cannot fight, it must let other countries feel afraid of their own country, and let them know that we are not a weak country, but a strong nation-state.

"Shaoxia, we are a guerrilla eight-way, can you let us join your team. A few middle-aged men, seeing Lin Xiafan single-handedly killing all the little devils here, said with admiration.

"Follow me, there will be danger at any time, and you will be killed by these little devils at any time, and it is not safe at all. Lin Xiafan said to a few of them.

"No, we are not afraid, in order to drive this little devil out of our country, we are not afraid of sacrifice, if we are afraid of sacrifice, we will not be in the eighth way. They stood by their convictions.

"In this way, you organize people, just a few of you, there are still too few people, you say. Lin Xiafan said to them: "If you are not afraid of death, find a few more fellow people, and I will lead you to fight a bloody road, but I will not help you develop." ”

"When is it, we still want to be developed, if we want to be developed, we can take the arms and grain here and sell it for money, are you afraid that there will be no money!" they said, pointing to the warehouse behind the train station.

"That's right, in this case, I'll give you two days, two days, and organize a team of twenty to fifty people to wait for me here. Lin Xiafan said to these patriots who were not afraid of death: "I will kill all those traitorous dogs now." ”

"Yes, Captain!" they said, taking Hayashi as the captain.

Since they are not afraid of death, then Lin Xiafan gives them a chance to be heroes, and if they really die in battle, their patriotic history will be written into history in the future.

Subsequently, in order to make this place peaceful, Lin Xiafan began to clean up some lackeys in the town, so that everyone knew that these traitorous garbage would die.

Lin Xiafan killed them, and said to the surrounding townspeople, saying that the other party is a lackey, even if he has a family, he will also kill them, although the children and women are pitiful, but there is no way, the people's life can not let a few garbage spoil.

"This garbage would have been killed a long time ago, if there was not a little devil behind him, we would have killed him a long time ago, damn it, a good person is not right, he has to be a dog, and he bites his own people, it is really an ungrateful thing. The surrounding villagers scolded.

"This woman and the child are innocent, don't blame her, if necessary, help her, we will go through the difficulties together, and the future life will become happier." Lin Xiafan thought of his own country, and he had also come out of such a predicament.

Decades after World War II, the country's economy has developed, and there is hope for the lives of the people, especially a 90-year-old farmer, who is no longer as poor and poor as before, and they can enjoy the blessings of future generations.

"Live well, it's not your fault, it's your man's fault, if he doesn't die, many people will be killed by him, and one person will die, like dozens or thousands of people, you say yes. Lin Xiafan said to the woman with resentful eyes.

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