Chu Yunfei looked out of sight at the sky above Shilipu, where thick smoke rolled upwards, trying to compete with Qingyun.

"It's been ten days, and I didn't expect that there are still people living in the village."

At this moment, it had been ten days since the villagers' riots.

The day after their arrival, villagers infected with the plague began to die on a large scale, reaching their peak on the third day.

At first, the villagers dug tombs for the dead around the village, but later, because there were too many dead people, they could not bury them at all. In addition, the living people were still surviving, so they could only pile up the bodies together, piled up firewood, and burned them in a fire.

Later, the movements of living people in the village became less and less until they were dead silent.

Due to his cautious attitude towards the plague, Chu Yunfei did not send anyone to investigate, so he had to wait and see what happened.

But today, thick smoke floated over Shilipu, mixed with the stench of burning corpses. I think someone burned the remaining corpses in the village.

"I hope they're still alive."

Lin Zhiqiang looked at the rolling smoke and murmured, as for the ones he said, everyone knew who they were.

Fang Ligong sneered without a trace and said:

"I was deeply surprised that a few people were able to survive under this plague. As for them, haha!"

The next scene made the sneer on his face gradually disappear, and his skin twitched a few times.

On the Loess Gate, a man gradually appeared, wearing a gray military uniform. Gradually, three Eighth Route Army soldiers in gray military uniforms followed him.

One is slender but has a bare head, one is not tall, but is solid and powerful, the other is big and three thick, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist.

Behind them, there were more than twenty children, with ages varying. The older one was only over ten years old, and the younger one was still babbling, and the older one was holding his hands.

"Hey!"

Lin Zhiqiang laughed, not knowing whether it was happy or sarcastic, but looked at Fang Ligong without saying anything.

As for the latter, his face was a little gloomy.

Wang Yu stood on the hill and took a breath of fresh air, feeling like he was reborn.

Before, he had also had large areas of erythema, followed by high fever and cough.

He remembered the food exchanged in the system, which had the effect of healing injuries and restoring strength for him, and might be effective for diseases.

As expected, Wang Yu's infection of the plague was cured.

However, this effect only works for him and his special forces.

So Zhang Dabiao, Wei Dayong and Wang Chengzhu escaped and survived, and as for the others, they were all dead.

In addition, since the plague has a low infection rate on children, most children survive.

The Japanese transformed the plague and caused it to be extremely contagious, with a mortality rate of almost 100%, far exceeding the plague in nature, but it also has a flaw, that is, the infection rate for children is extremely low.

Wang Yu turned around, looked at Shilipu, which turned into a sea of ​​fire, touched the head of a child beside him, and said softly:

"Remember, this is your home, this is the place to bury your loved ones."

Because the corpses are not easy to burn, the corpses burned a few days ago cannot be completely burned out at all, so Wang Yu lit all the houses and buried all the dead.

As for the remaining children, it is naturally impossible to continue living here. Without adults, they will definitely not be able to survive.

Seeing his home turning into a sea of ​​fire, the eyes of the sensible child were filled with tears and he was about to cry.

"Brother Eighth Route Army, I want to fight the Japanese with you!"

A child in his early teens touched his tears and gritted his teeth and spit out a few words.

Wang Yu nodded and encouraged: "You are still young now. You must work hard to grow up and kill all these inhumane dogs!"

"Um!"

The child nodded heavily, and the other children nodded together. Even the young children who were hiding the footsteps followed, although they nodded for no reason.

"Yamamoto Ichiki..."

Wang Yu looked at the burning sea of ​​fire, and his eyes reflected the blazing flames, burning in his heart.

There are more than 700 holes in Shilipu, and only the twenty children in front of you died within five days!

Wang Yu finally understood why the Chinese people hated the Japanese devils to the core.

Throughout history, other great powers invaded China for only money, materials and land, but the Japanese were completely destroying their country and exterminated!

Wang Yu suddenly turned around and stopped. He decided not to stay in the Independent Group anymore. He wanted to go out to meet Yamamoto Ikki, kill this old devil, and then go south to Taiyuan City to assassinate Yoshio Yuzuka!

The child who had spoken before knelt down in the direction of the village, kowtowed a few times, and then caught up with Wang Yu.

Under the ground, Chu Yunfei looked at Wang Yu who was getting closer and closer. The clouds on his face that had been over the past few days finally dissipated a little, but he still looked at the latter with a suspicious look in his eyes.

Wang Yu saluted Chu Yunfei and said strongly: "I escaped from the King of Hell by chance. The plague will not lurk on the living person. If it is infected, it will definitely attack within three days!"

In this way, Chu Yunfei felt relieved and said:

"The spirit of your army's willingness to die makes Chu deeply admire it, and makes me more and more curious about the Li Yunlong and Li whom I have never met. What kind of generals can lead such a force!"

"Be curious, that's the one who only takes advantage but never loses. Even if you, the elder Chu, is scheming, you can't take advantage in his hands!"

Wang Yu muttered in his heart, but said with a smile:

"Why would the Commander Chu go to the independent group with me? I think our Commander Li has long admired Commander Chu!"

Chu Yunfei smiled and shook his head, saying:

"I have been out this time for too long. I have to sit in the command center to prevent the Japanese from moving. I will definitely visit you next time I have the chance."

"Since that's the case, Commander Chu, say goodbye!"

Wang Yu saluted Chu Yunfei, who replied with a military salute and said:

"It's inconvenient for you to bring so many children, so let Staff Lin send you a ride!"

As he said that, he waved to Lin Zhiqiang.

Lin Zhiqiang understood, nodded, then took Wang Yu away, walked to the rear of the army, handed three carriages with mules to Wang Yu and others, patted the soft straw, and said:

"This is the gift that the troupe asked me to give you, and ask you to take him to say hello to Captain Li."

Wang Yu looked at the three carriages and couldn't help but curl his lips.

Chu Yunfei really looked down on their Eighth Route Army. He was a three-two carriage and three mules as a gift? This was really shabby.

However, no matter how small the grasshopper is, it is still meat. Three mules and carriage are a considerable asset to their group.

After all, the Eighth Route Army's jingle is well-known.

"Staff Officer Lin, say goodbye!"
Chapter completed!