Siheyuan: Shazhu's Brother Shadan

After careful consideration and repeated discussions, the villagers finally decided to join the army to avenge their fellow villagers who had suffered.

At this moment, Shadan suddenly had a flash of inspiration and seemed to remember something important.

He quickly reminded everyone: "You can consider joining the Eighth Route Army!"

Everyone was stunned when they heard this and asked in confusion: "Eighth Route Army?"

Shadan nodded and answered affirmatively: "Yes, it is the Eighth Route Army! They are our poor people's own team, and they fight against the Japanese invaders wholeheartedly!"

After hearing what Shadan said, the villagers did not make a decision immediately, but fell into deep thought. After all, in this Shandong area, it is rare to see a regular army.

They could only try their luck and see if they could happen to encounter this anti-Japanese team.

The first thing to do is to bury your loved ones, and there will be many who are in pain, beating their chests and stamping their feet.

In short, I was heartbroken.

Shadan also came to help them dig a pit to bury their relatives.

He looks only about eleven or twelve years old, and doing physical work is not his strong point.

He had just dug a deep burial pit but his hands were already covered with blisters.

My arms felt like they were not my own and were sore.

Ding Dong, the masochism system has been activated.

The prizes awarded will be determined based on the host's personal injuries.

The injuries to the epidermis and soft tissues are considered as grade 10 disability.

But before the rewards are given out, a wheel must be shaken to determine the prizes for each country.

All I saw were China, Britain, the United States, Germany, Japan, France, and Russia in 1949, and I started to choose from these countries.

When Shadan saw this, he felt a little dizzy. China might be the country with the least experience among these countries. If it were now, ah, that would be a different matter.

But among these countries before 1949, whoever chose China would be unlucky?

In this situation, we can only pray that China is not chosen, and then the wheel starts spinning.

Ten seconds later, he lived up to expectations. He had no idea what his nationality was, so of course he chose China.

"Hmm? Is China good or bad? In the early stage, it was all international brands. There were no products of its own country. All the weapons used were from other countries. This choice is really speechless!"

The rewards are as follows: a Luger P08 pistol, three full magazines, one hundred steamed buns, and a pack of Jianghu golden wound medicine.

The rest is gone.

Giving me a Mauser pistol would be better than this gun. After all, the Wangba Box was made according to this gun, it's just that it's not very good.

The performance of the Luger P08 pistol is definitely better than the Wangba Box, but it always feels a bit awkward. (This is a pistol that uses the barrel short recoil working principle, equipped with a V-shaped notch rear sight and a blade front sight, firing the Parabellum 9mm pistol bullet. The biggest feature of this pistol is its toggle locking mechanism, which was used on the Maxim heavy machine gun and Winchester lever rifle.)

As long as these things are not taken out, they will remain stored in the storage space.

But if you take it out and want to put it back, there is no place to put it, after all, this is not a storage space.

Logically, he should be given a storage ring, but unfortunately the system doesn’t give it to him. What can he do?

Besides, listen to the name of this system, the masochistic system, it obviously feels like you are going to stab yourself twice.

It feels like losing 800 of your own money to hurt the enemy 1000.

That night, Shadan quietly took out the Ruger pistol.

It was the first time in my life that I touched a real pistol. I didn’t sleep much that night and started to figure out the structure of the gun.

It’s not that it can be done, but if the safety is not turned on at the critical moment, you will be in trouble.

The next morning, Shadan waved goodbye to them.

Before leaving, he gave Yingzi two steamed buns as a double return of the favor.

Shadan looked at Yingzi silently, watching her leave with other villagers.

As for him, he also wanted to go to Peking to live with his relatives, so he definitely didn't take the same path as them.

I can only silently bless them.

Joining the army at this time is a good thing and admirable.

The future is full of unknowns and challenges, but they all have a firm belief in their hearts - for the sake of their deceased relatives and compatriots suffering from war, they must move forward bravely...

After they walked away, Shadan took out a steamed bun and started eating it.

Then just keep walking north.

He only remembered that up was north, down was south, left was west, and right was east, but he was not walking due north, but northwest.

Just like that, a month later, he unexpectedly found himself lost.

Judging from his walking speed, he should be able to reach the destination from Shandong, even from Zaozhuang to Beijing.

But when we saw a place without walls around it, we saw some villages.

However, most of the villages were harmed by the Japanese.

Devastated.

All the steamed corn bread has been eaten, and now I am starving.

Silly boy, looked at the palms of his hands and then at the soles of his feet.

Why is there no system prompt this time?

Aren’t my injuries bad enough?

It's been a long and dusty journey, isn't that miserable enough?

Do I have to let him abuse himself before I give him a reward?

So he picked up a stone and looked at his left palm. Should he smash it down or continue to starve?

He closed his eyes and smashed it down.

The result was that I was in excruciating pain, but there was no response from the system.

After a long while, the masochistic system couldn't stand it anymore and gave a hint: Self-abuse is not the same as masochism!

Damn, it turns out that all my efforts were in vain.

Looking at my left hand swollen like a pig's trotter, I really regret it.

He directly picked up the Jianghu Golden Healing Medicine that was rewarded by the system for the first time, started to apply the medicine on himself, and then tied his left hand like a dumpling.

Suddenly, a gunshot was heard, and the scared Shadan rolled down the hillside and hid.

"Snapped"

"Clap"

Gunshots rang out one after another.

If you listen attentively enough, you will be able to detect subtle sounds in the surrounding environment - not only the crisp sound of the Type 38 rifle, but also the dull and shocking roar of the homemade guns and cannons.

In addition, there seemed to be bursts of heart-wrenching screams coming from farther away.

“Run! Run! Run…”

As the shouting became clearer and clearer from far away, Shadan quickly raised his head and looked into the distance.

With just a quick glance, he clearly saw two panicked civilians running desperately in front of him, and following closely behind them were two vicious puppet soldiers and a Japanese soldier who was showing off his power.

Particularly worth mentioning are the two puppet soldiers. They ran at an astonishing speed, looking like a death squad that was determined to chase the enemy to the end even at the cost of their own lives.

In comparison, the Japanese soldier seemed particularly calm and composed, as if he was indifferent to everything happening before his eyes. He walked leisurely and watched the two puppet soldiers about to capture the two poor civilians.

The fool who witnessed this thrilling scene quickly pulled out the Luger pistol from his waist without hesitation.

He stared at the two innocent civilians who were gradually approaching and the two puppet soldiers who were as ferocious as wolves and tigers behind them.

The distance kept getting closer: twenty meters, fifteen meters, ten meters...

“Get down!”

At the critical moment, Shadan yelled at the top of his lungs, then pulled the trigger mercilessly, firing all the bullets in the magazine in one breath.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang..." A series of dense gunshots rang out, breaking the originally silent air.