"These days, because a group of anti-Japanese volunteers guerrilla attacked the coal mining site of the devils, causing great damage to production, the devils did not capture the volunteers and began to vent their anger on the civilians!”
"This also caused the devils to commit a heinous crime in China! The Pingshan Massacre!"
" A town of 3,000 people, all robbed by the Japanese! And tried to cover up the truth through the media
"I didn't expect that I would be involved in a historical event!”
"Ogawa Ichiro and Shangchuan Seiichi were the executioners who caused the tragedy!”
"I will never allow these Japanese to harm my people!”
"Moreover, the system's mission rewards have always been very good!
In the morning, Chen Chuan woke up the bandits.
"Are we going back to Little Dragon Mountain now?" the cripple asked blankly.”
"No, I can't! Let's go to Mount Fushunping immediately!"
The cripple immediately woke up.
Chief, you're crazy! This was about two hundred kilometers away!”
I know. Everyone, hurry up and bring the food over. Don't talk nonsense. Let's go!
After looting the Japanese military vehicles and disguising themselves as a group of Japanese, they headed straight for Mount Pingshan.
Pingshan was an unremarkable town. These years, it had been controlled by the Japanese. Compared to the farmers in the countryside, they were slaves raised by the Japanese. They planted grain once a year for the Japanese, leaving only some coarse grains such as rice stubble to fill their stomachs.
Mountain Peace was a Kuangqu. The people here were exploited and oppressed by slaves.
"People of the Divine Prefecture will never be slaves!”
Chen Chuan's nails pierced through his palm!
The cripple was filled with helplessness.
The devils were the heavens. To get rid of the devils, they could only enter the mountains and become bandits!
Could the broadsword you mentioned be organized?
What organization? Most of the bandits are rich and powerful. People like the Gathering are here to free the people, but our Little Dragon Mountain can't…"
Chen Chuan's expression was serious.
"From now on, I forbid you to mention this matter again!”
"The people of Little Dragon Mountain still have to treat the Japanese as their mortal enemies. Either they die, or we die!”
No one hated the Japanese more than Chen Chuan!
The people were stupid. They didn't know anything other than the Japanese. They didn't even know about the Guomin government and the other red forces!
They only knew that the devil was the best friend of Manzhou! Listen to the Japanese! Learn Japanese culture!
They were treated as servants, while the Japanese were a noble race that was high above them…
"The more I understand, the more my heart hurts!”
If I don't tear a few Japanese into pieces with my own hands, I won't be able to dispel my depression!
The people from Little Dragon Mountain had already mixed in with the people of Mount Ping. At this moment, the two squads of devils quickly surrounded Mount Ping Town!
Danger followed!
Ping Shan was located four kilometers south of Qian Jin Village. There were more than 400 households and more than 3,000 people. It was a residential area that mainly relied on coal. Most of them were miners and hawkers.
This was a very long street. There were straw huts on both sides. There were no high walls or courtyards. There were fewer tile-roofed houses on the street and more shops!
Chen Chuan and the others blended into the crowd to recuperate.
Chief, what are we doing here?
Chen Chuan did not answer until noon when someone suddenly shouted on the street.
Everyone had come out. Everyone had gone to the south of the village to take photos. Everyone was going to be published in the newspapers!
Hence, the crowd started to stir.
"Take a photo?" Li San was even more excited. I haven't seen it before, Chief, let's go and take a look."
However, Chen Chuan revealed a cold smile.
"The Japanese didn't use a camera to take photos!”
"What's that?"
" Cut the crap. Get ready." Chen Chuan did not answer.
" There's going to be a war!" The bandits immediately became excited. However, the next moment, Chen Chuan poured cold water on her.
I just heard the sound of a military transport vehicle. There should be a squadron of Japanese coming. Do you need so many people to take pictures?
"Then what are you doing?"
This gang of bandit leaders had a screw loose, so Chen Chuan could not be bothered to explain.
The devils that came were the Thousand Gold Stronghold's garrison. There were 190 people in total, led by Squadron Leader Kawakami Seiichi.
At the same time, the Japanese no longer pretended to be in disguise. They rudely pulled out a fire hidden in the house and burned down the thatched house.
If they encountered resistance, the bayonet would instantly pierce into the abdomen of the person who resisted, and then fall to the ground with a kick…
A bunch of Chinese people, just like Juela!
Chen Chuan was instantly furious!
Pa!
With one shot, the Japanese who killed without blinking was immediately shot through the head by Chen Chuan and fell to the ground weakly!
"Baka Yalu!"
At this moment, the other Japanese were also furious. They charged at Chen Chuan with their guns.
However, Chen Chuan's submachine gun was already in his hand.
Da da!
Looking at the civilians behind the Japanese, Chen Chuan frowned slightly.
It's easy to hurt the innocent here. Move the battlefield!
After saying that, Chen Chuan rushed out of the town.
Along the way, he saw despair in the eyes of the people!
Winter was very cold. Without a house, they would completely freeze to death!
However, it was obvious that the Japanese did not want them to survive this winter!
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