"Baka! Hurry up and we'll reach Xiaowang Village soon. When the time comes, the old hen and the flower girl will be shouting…"
On a dirt road, a small team of Japanese soldiers was hurrying along.
Takeda Ichiki, the captain of the Japanese team with a small mustache under his nose, shouted and urged.
Hearing the old hen and the flower girl, the Japanese became even more fanatical and quickened their pace.
"Clang, clang…"
The sound of rushing footsteps and the sound of guns clashing against steel could be heard far away.
Two kilometers away in Xiaowang Village, the old village chief ran out of his house anxiously and shouted as he ran on the street…
"Villagers, hurry up and pack your things and escape. The devils are here to sweep…"
"Villagers, run quickly. The devils are here to sweep…"
He had just received a report from Ergazi, who was on sentry duty at the village entrance. He saw a pair of Japanese people rushing into the village from afar.
For a moment.
The entire village was in chaos. The villagers packed up their things and fled into the mountains…
The house in the middle of the village did not move. The old wooden door at the entrance of the courtyard was tightly shut. It did not pack up and escape like the other villagers…
In the courtyard.
A young man in his 20s dressed as a farmer looked very strange. He was holding a sci-fi sniper rifle and lying on the ground, firing at a millstone against the wall.
"Pu pu…"
Every time he fired, there was only a slight sound.
The sci-fi sniper rifle in his hand was equipped with a silencer. When he fired, there was almost no sound. Only the ear could hear it.
At this moment, he was already drenched in sweat, but he did not stop firing.
Even at this time, the shouting of the Japanese entering the village did not disturb him.
A moment later.
The old village chief shouted at the entrance of the courtyard,"Dongzi, Dongzi, are you at home? The devils have entered the village. Run quickly…"
The young man glanced at the door but did not answer. He continued to shoot.
"Dongzi, Dongzi, are you at home? The devils have entered the village…"
Two more shouts came from outside the courtyard, but the young man ignored them and did not speak.
Another villager's voice rang out,""Old Village Chief, Dongzi must not be at home. Let's hurry up and leave, or it'll be too late…"
"He shouldn't be here. Alright, let's go, let's go, let's go…"
The footsteps faded away.
The young man continued to fire at the millstone, one shot after another.
Every time he fired a shot, a voice rang out in his mind…
" Number of shots fired 1, shooting proficiency 1, spear technique proficiency 5332…"
The young man was not from this world. He had only transmigrated to this world yesterday.
His name was Lin Dong, and the body he had transmigrated to was also called Lin Dong. He was a farmer in Xiaowang Village.
It was probably because of the same name that Lin Dong had transmigrated to this body.
His transmigration was very unbelievable. He, who liked to watch anti-war dramas, was farming his sword at 9.
He fell asleep as he read, and when he woke up, he was inexplicably in the War World.
However, he did not know whether it was a world of war.
He did ask around in the village, but the people here were very narrow-minded and didn't know anything.
She knew that the Japanese were very cruel. Once they entered the village, they would kill, rob, and burn. Old hens and flower girls were their favorite.
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