my nun master

Chapter 109 Outside Hongxi Village
In 1938, the Japanese army stationed in Guangzhou headquarters.

"Hello, all brave imperial soldiers!" A Japanese army commander in Japanese military uniform gave an excited speech while standing on the stage.

"Under the lofty ideals of the emperor, we have already taken the first step. I would like to invite my son, Major Kazuo Yamamoto, to come on stage to deliver a few words from the emperor."

"Wow hoo hoo!"

Intense applause resounded through the audience.

"Yifu!" The commander turned his head and shouted to the side.

As Kazuo Yamamoto came to power, all the Japanese soldiers fell silent instantly.

Kazuo Uemoto looked around the audience, and said in a high voice: "I know it's been a while since everyone left the motherland, and I miss the cherry blossoms in my hometown very much, but..."

After a pause, Kazuo Yamamoto's firm eyes focused: "For the sake of the emperor and the emperor's lofty ideals, from the moment we step into China, we may no longer be able to enjoy the beautiful flowers with our family! "

The speech was very intense, and the response from below was very good. All the Japanese soldiers listened excitedly, and no one noticed that several guerrillas had sneaked into it without knowing it.

I saw two men in Japanese military uniforms walking towards the door. They saluted at the same time, but suddenly jumped up when the Japanese soldiers on the opposite side returned the salute, and quickly eliminated the two guards with their swords in their hands.

Several guerrillas gestured to each other, indicating that they could act.

The speech was still going on, and Kazuo Yamamoto said passionately: "Under the emperor's lofty ideals, the cherry blossoms have long been in our hearts."

Everyone focused, and Kazuo Yamamoto sighed again: "We must have the consciousness of death! We will not hesitate to use the noble blood donations of the Yamato people to cleanse this filthy land and realize the lofty ideals of the emperor!"

At this time, Kazuo Yamamoto raised his hand to the audience and shouted loudly: "Dedicate our immortal military spirit to the Communist Party!"

Several guerrilla personnel outside the door winked at each other, indicating that they could act.

"Long live the Emperor!"

"Long live the Emperor!"

"Long live the Emperor!"

For a moment, excited voices filled the entire Japanese headquarters.

As soon as the speech was over, Kazuo Yamamoto took his father to check the virus in the Black Sun Research Group, but was unexpectedly broken by the pre-arranged guerrillas.

The bomb destroyed the Japanese headquarters in Guangzhou, and the accompanying Japanese army suffered heavy casualties after the gun battle. Kazuo Yamamoto's father died of a virus researched by the Japanese army.

After fighting, one of the guerrillas escaped, and Kazuo Yamamoto, who was angry, mobilized his men to hunt down the enemy who killed his father.

Outside Hongxi Village, Kuang Guohua, a guerrilla who managed to escape that night, fell to the ground with serious injuries.

The next day Kuang Guohua woke up, and he wanted to leave and couldn't bear to hurt the people of Hongxi Village. It happened that Kazuo Yamamoto brought people here, and the village head was killed by Kazuo Yamamoto in order to conceal Kuang Guohua's whereabouts.

Kuang Guohua, who didn't want to hurt the innocent, resolutely came out to fight Kazuo Yamamoto.

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At the foot of a mountain.

Kazuo Yamamoto pointed at Kuang Guohua with a knife and roared, "Chinaman, I want to use your blood to pay homage to the soul of my father."

Kuang Guohua laughed and said, "Carrot head, let's see whose blood will be shed first."

The two of you stabbed each other, and soon they hit a river. The bright red blood stained the creek, and the two still did not fall down.

At this moment, the two of them no longer feel any pain, only a belief is supporting them
"Must kill each other!"

Neither of them noticed that their blood donation was slowly flowing along the stream to the distance.

It was night, and a stalactite cave came out of Hongxi Village.

dong dong!

There were two crashing sounds in succession. It turned out that there were two colorful sarcophagi, one large and one small, in the cave, and the sound came from the small sarcophagus.

"what!"

Not far away, a drowsy woman suddenly exclaimed.

After the exclamation, the woman was shocked, and immediately ran to the sarcophagus and shouted: "Master, master!"

"Squeak... Squeak..."

After a while of hard work, the woman successfully pushed open the sarcophagus, only to see the eyes of the person inside moved slightly, and tried to open them.

The sleeping Xu Yan moved his nose, frowned, and asked, "What time is it now?"

The woman was excited, and lightly poked Mu Yan's face with her fingers, and said in Mu Yan's murderous gaze: "It's 1938!"

"Hmm!" Muyan frowned, wondering: "Did time go so fast?"

Blinking, Xixi nodded obediently, and returned: "Yeah."

"What's going on outside?" It seemed that he had been asleep for a long time, and his mind couldn't react for a while.

"Yeah!" Xixi opened her small mouth slightly, her expression seemed a little surprised.

The curtain blinked and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Ah!" Xixi tilted his head and thought for a while, and couldn't help but poked Mu Yan's face with his hand, and at the moment when Mu Yan was about to explode, he said softly: "Master, there are two people outside who have been sleeping since the morning. It's annoying to die at night, and now the river here, the whole river is stained red by their blood donations."

"Really?" Muyan lowered his eyes, as if he was thinking.

After thinking about it, Mu Yan looked at Xixi and said, "Well, later you take me out, I have something to do."

"Ah!" Xixi exclaimed, and said, "No way, master, you haven't recovered yet!"

The preface smiled lightly, and said: "I can recover completely in 60 years at most, and..."

After a pause, a trace of determination flashed in Muyan's eyes, and he said in Xixi's puzzled eyes: "I believe I can go further by then!"

The corner of Mu Yan's mouth slightly raised, and he said lightly: "It's time to break through!"

Dark as ink.

Kazuo Yamamoto and Kuang Guohua were fighting, and suddenly a Japanese soldier came with a child.

Seeing Kuang Guohua, Fusheng couldn't help being overjoyed, and shouted: "Brother Kuang, Brother Kuang, save me!"

"Resurrection?" Kuang Guohua exclaimed, his eyes fixed, and said: "Let him go, kill me if you want to, don't threaten me with children."

Kazuo Yamamoto, who fell on the ground in the distance, smiled and was just about to come over.

The soldier who held the resurrection back suddenly smiled, looked at Kuang Guohua and said, "Okay, I promise you, I will give you a happy time."

"Touch!" The soldier pointed his gun at Fusheng's head, only to hear a gunshot, and under Kuang Guohua's gaze, Fusheng fell to the ground.

bump!
bump!
Two more shots were fired, one on Fusheng's back and one on Kuang Guohua's body.

"Whoosh!" Kuang Guohua, who arrived on the ground at this time, took the long knife in his hand and threw it violently, piercing the Japanese soldier's chest.

The soldier was limp to the end.

Kazuo Yamamoto was overjoyed when he saw Kuang Guohua fall down. He didn't know where the strength came from, so he brandished a long knife to kill Kuang Guohua regardless of his extremely exhausted body.

Roar!
Roar!
Suddenly, a tiger-like roar came to the ears of several people. Kazuo Yamamoto turned his head and saw a man wrapped in black cloth strips coming forward in the blink of an eye.

(End of this chapter)