After being chased down by the Japanese, Lan Tianquan relied on his exquisite physical strength and perseverance to be drenched in sweat. It was as if he was scooped up from the water, and his face was covered in sweat. You have to know that this concerns your own life. Running slowly will only lead to death. There are no free flights to take.
Compared to the disheveled Lan Tian, Gangben Temple's group of ghosts could not be seen. Moreover, these ghosts still had firearms and supplies on them. How could they catch up with Lan Tian, who was lightly armed? Gradually, the distance between the two sides grew further and further. Coupled with the fact that the sky was getting darker, Lan Tian's figure gradually disappeared from the ghosts 'sight.
"Eight Geya Road! How could this despicable Chinese person run so fast and watch the meat in his mouth run away from him!”Okamoto Tera's emotions exploded. He had never felt so humiliated and ashamed like today. His eyes were bloodshot as he stared in the direction Lan Tian disappeared. His hands were bent as he panted heavily and stared at him.
"Sir, are we still pursuing?”One of Okamoto Teraichi's subordinates wiped his sweat and asked.
Order the troops to rest and reorganize on the spot! Although Okamoto Teraichi was unwilling, he still wanted to continue pursuing the anti-Japanese. However, the sky was already dark, and his soldiers were very tired. If they continued to pursue like this, once they encountered an ambush, the consequences would be unimaginable. Okamoto Teraichi could only give up on the plan to continue pursuing. He would wait until dawn to pursue the anti-Japanese. If he did not find and eliminate the anti-Japanese, he would not turn back.
At this moment, Lan Tian, who had been running away, obviously didn't expect that he would be missed by only one person from Okamoto Temple. After running for a while, Lan Tian realized that there was no movement behind him. He turned around and found that the ghost soldiers who were chasing him had long disappeared.
All of a sudden, Lan Tian was overjoyed. He felt like he had just survived a disaster. Although it was dark around him and he didn't know where he was, the only thing worth celebrating was that he had finally shaken off the ghost. However, for safety reasons, Lan Tian wiped the sweat off his face. He didn't dare to stay for long and slowed down his pace. He continued to retreat under the moonlight.
That night, the cold wind whistled. Lan Tian's entire body was soaked in sweat. When the wind blew, Lan Tian, who had long since lost his sweat and moisture, was shivering from the cold. Even Lan Tian could feel that his cotton jacket and pants were frozen solid. Lan Tian rubbed his hands and walked for a while. After confirming that there was no danger, Lan Tian could not help but find a haystack by the side of the road and crawl into it, planning to spend the night here.
Lan Tian hid in the haystack and felt that his entire body was much warmer. His nervous nerves also relaxed. Gradually, a feeling of fatigue hit his heart. Lan Tian hugged his shoulders and gradually closed his eyes. After a while, a light snore came from the haystack.
After today, Lan Tian was really exhausted, especially after being chased by the Japanese for so long. If he had not gritted his teeth and persisted, he would have been punished by the Japanese.
It was a long winter night, and the cold wind blew on the ground. There was a bone-piercing smell in the air. The trees stood quietly, appearing particularly sinister. The branches and leaves would occasionally squeak, but Lan Tian, who was sleeping, did not move at all. He was sleeping soundly as if he was lying on his own bed.
Time flew like an arrow, and the eastern sky gradually turned white. Although the sky was a little hazy in the early morning, she had already broken through the darkness of the cold night and brought the light of dawn to the earth. Lan Tian, who was hiding in the haystack, was sleepy. Just as he wanted to turn over, he felt a burst of soreness from his body. In an instant, Lan Tian woke up.
Hiss! F * cking damned Japanese, see how I'm going to deal with you Lan Tian when I'm fully equipped. The pain all over his body made Lan Tian suck in a breath of cold air. It was obvious that it was the after-effects of running too hard yesterday. Lan Tian couldn't help but rub his sore spot in the haystack.
After a long time, Lan Tian finally recovered. Just as he was about to crawl out of the haystack, he heard hurried footsteps nearby.
The appearance of the two lone Japanese alarmed Ye Tian, his heart burning with rage. Facing the Japanese charging at him with their weapons raised, Ye Tian didn't choose to run, but instead wiped his mouth and grabbed his scythe, dodging the attack.
The scythe swung at the ghost's neck.
The soldier hadn't expected this Chinese man to resist, and Ye Tian's scythe had already fallen.
It was too late to dodge, but with the aid of the System's crosshairs, Ye Tian's blade was fast, ruthless, and accurate. With a loud thud, Ye Tian's scythe slashed at the ghost's neck, blood splattering all over Ye Tian's body.
With a muffled groan, the soldier stared at Ye Tian with wide eyes and fell to the ground, unwilling to give up.
How could a soldier of the Empire die in the hands of a Chinese commoner?
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