In mid-August 1937, the Battle of Songhu broke out in full swing.

Shanghai, a small village 10 kilometers south of Baoshan.

Houses collapsed in artillery fire, and broken earth walls and rubble were everywhere. On several small paths in the village, Chinese military and civilians lying in pools of blood could be seen everywhere.

"Ba, bha, bha!"

"Da da da da!"

The sound of rifles and machine guns echoed around the village from time to time.

This village had just fought a battle, and the troops guarding the village's defense line had abandoned and fled.

As the battle came to an end, the Japanese took weapons and searched for possible enemies from house to house. Some Japanese arrested cattle, sheep and livestock in groups, causing chaos in the village.

These Japanese devils were simply crazy and burned, killed and looted in the village. When they encountered resistance civilians, they would ruthlessly shoot or stab to death with bayonets.

Not only that, these Japanese soldiers who are inferior to beasts, even the old sows are unwilling to let go...

"Ba, bha, bha!"

A crisp sound of Type 38 rifle spread across an alley.

Several Japanese soldiers were holding weapons and chasing fiercely behind a policeman in police uniform.

The Japanese soldier pulled the bolt and fired the gun while shouting angrily.

"Baga, the abominable Chinese people, stop!!!"

The policeman's name is Yang Jing. He was originally filming an anti-Japanese war drama in a certain film and television city, but he accidentally traveled over, as if he had a system of labor.

After understanding the situation through the original owner's memory, Yang Jing, who cherishes life, first thought of escape and escape from this damn battlefield, and he didn't even bother to check what the system was.

Then the scene is now.

"Little Japan, stop your uncle, will I still have life? Although I cherish life, I am not stupid!"

Yang Jing, who has experience in supporting the anti-Japanese war dramas, can simply understand some Japanese. He held a rebuttal gun in his hand, and fled desperately to the front of the alley while shooting back at the back.

"Ba, bha!"

Seeing the Japanese chasing him, Yang Jing shot him several times behind him.

But his shooting skills were really bad. The bullets either hit the sky or hit the ground or the adobe walls on both sides.

The Japanese soldiers chasing behind did not hide, but instead showed a sarcastic smile.

Oh no, there are no bullets!

Yang Jing wanted to pull the trigger, but suddenly realized that he couldn't hit it anymore. This is really a dog.

It made him even more anxious that the road in front of the alley was blocked by two vicious Japanese soldiers.

I am grass and play with birds!

I can’t survive for three episodes of filming, but I can’t escape this fate even after traveling through time?

No, it’s better to live than to die. No matter what method is used, save your life first.

Seeing that there was no way out, Yang Jing's mind was spinning rapidly. When he had an idea, he suddenly remembered that before the guy died, he seemed to have hidden a bag of gold, an emergency pistol and a bag of lime powder in the pigpen.

So he quickly threw away the shell gun in his hand, then raised his hands and looked like he surrendered.

"Long live the imperial army, long live the emperor, long live the great Japan!!!"

Yang Jing shouted in less standard Japanese, and his body squatted on the ground tremblingly.

"Nani?"

Several Japanese soldiers were stunned and then stopped pulling the trigger.

"Taijun, don't shoot, I surrender, I surrender! Don't kill me, I can take you to find gold!"

Yang Jing didn't care about so much, and he didn't care whether the Japanese in front and behind could understand his birthday, begging for mercy loudly.

"gold?"

When several Japanese soldiers heard this, their expressions immediately turned 180 degrees, and their eyes showed greedy eyes.

They stayed in the village to sweep, wasn’t they just to get some fuel?

However, this village is too poor, and they have not gained anything valuable so far.

"Yes! Taijun!"

When Yang Jing heard that there was a show, he nodded quickly.

The leader of the Japanese sergeant showed an impatient expression and shouted: "Get up and take us to find golden work!"

"yes!"

Yang Jing nodded and stood up, and walked towards the west of the village with a few Japanese soldiers.

Under his leadership, several Japanese soldiers entered a small farmyard.

Yang Jing pointed to the thatched room on the left and said, "Taijun, the golden drop is inside!"

"Gold is here?"

The stench that hit the face made the Japanese sergeant frown and his expression became gloomy.

Yang Jing hurriedly explained: "Taijun, it is because these troublemakers hid gold in unexpected places that you can't find it."

"Soga!"

The Japanese sergeant nodded, then used a bayonet with a small aunt's scarf to open the door of the hut, and took the lead in walking in. After looking around, he asked Yang Jing, who was following in a gloomy face: "Where is the gold drop? If you dare to deceive the imperial army, you will die!"

"The gold is in the pigpen, and I saw them hiding in with my own eyes before."

"Nani?"

The Japanese commander walked to the edge of the pigpen. The door of the pigpen was opened and the pig inside disappeared. There was only one pig nest made of straw.

Next to it is a lot of disgusting pig manure.

"You, go in and take it out for me." The Japanese sergeant looked at Yang Jing with disgust.

“Yes, yes.”

Yang Jing knew that as long as the Japanese got the gold, they would definitely kill the donkey, so he had to find a way to save himself.

He tried to slow down, even if the next plan failed, he could live a few more seconds, right?

"Baga! You, hurry up!"

Seeing that Yang Jing was so rude, the Japanese commander urged impatiently.

"Taijun...I found it."

Yang Jing turned around and saw a few black muzzles pointing at him. He looked very calm on the surface, but in fact he had already become a Ma Bao engine, shaking.

According to memory, Yang Jing touched out the bag containing gold, pistol and lime powder from the pig's nest.

Then, while walking towards the pigpen, he said, "Taijun, the golden drop is here."

At this time, a corner of the bag had been revealed. Seeing the yellow color inside, the faces of several Japanese men showed greed.

That's now!

Yang Jing pretended to throw the bag to the Japanese, but when they were at the lowest level of vigilance, he grabbed the bag of lime with his left hand and threw it out.

At the same time, the pistol loaded with the bullet was also held in his right hand.

"Uh! Uh"

"Baga! Bagaya Road!"

Five Japanese soldiers were caught off guard and were filled with lime powder spilled on their faces. In an instant, ghosts and wolves howled and cursed.

Yang Jing did not stop and pulled the trigger decisively, and shot several shots at the Japanese in front of him.

Of course, he didn't expect to kill all the Japanese. When he fired, he had already fled.

At this time, a strange electronic synthesizer suddenly rang in Yang Jing's mind.

"System prompt: Congratulations to the host for killing an enemy sergeant, and a sniper rifle of Mosinnagan m91-30, a 4x optical scope; merit value +10, experience value +10."

"System prompt: Congratulations to the host for completing the first kill, and reward the sniper for mastering one (you can click directly to use it, so that the host will become a sharpshooter in an instant); merit value +25, experience value +25."

"System prompt: Congratulations to the host for successfully activating the Super War of Resistance System and opening up personal portable space. All items that are exposed by rewards and killing enemies will appear directly in the portable space and silently read and access it.

Note: Not produced by the system, it cannot be stored in the portable space."

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Chapter completed!