Chapter 3: One Less Person in Fei Ku's Web

  The Japanese devils' obedience to their superiors had reached a morbid degree. Despite knowing that the terrible killer would shoot as soon as he heard any movement, and that lying on the dark ground wouldn't get them killed but standing up and charging would certainly result in most of them getting shot, they still obeyed their superior's orders, holding their guns and crawling out from the ground to charge towards Liu Feng's direction.

  Liu Feng fired without hesitation, and the rate of fire of the bolt-action rifle was not much slower than that of an automatic rifle. After five consecutive shots, five Japanese devils fell to the ground. Although only one of these five people died, the remaining four were all wounded and fell to the ground screaming, but such accurate marksmanship still made all the Japanese devils tremble with fear. The lieutenant raised his samurai sword and shouted: "Don't stop, charge forward! He's just one man!"

  He has completely put his own life outside, because he lost the entire squad, even if he goes back, it's a death sentence. It's better to die under the enemy's bullets, looks brave.

  However, the enemy's bullets did not aim at him at all, but shot down the Japanese soldiers around him one by one. When he rushed to Liu Feng's face, he was sadly surprised to find that only he had rushed up.

  However, he had already seen Liu Feng's figure slowly standing up in the dark night. In the darkness, this figure seemed exceptionally tall and majestic, making Shao Wei feel a sense of wanting to look up at him.

  However, he was stunned for only half a second before wildly brandishing his samurai sword and charging towards Liu Feng.

  Liu Feng never intended to engage in a bayonet fight with him, but instead fired the rifle in his hand. With a "bang", he hit the lieutenant's knee. The lieutenant let out a miserable cry and fell to the ground. He used his samurai sword to support himself on the ground, preparing to get up, but Liu Feng ruthlessly fired another shot, hitting the lieutenant's other leg. This time, the lieutenant's entire body fell to the ground.

  "You damned scoundrel! You devil!" The lieutenant cursed.

  He drew a pistol from his right hand, ready to fire, but Liu Feng shot again, hitting the lieutenant's right wrist. The lieutenant's pistol fell to the ground immediately. However, this stubborn lieutenant cursed and actually used another hand to pull out a grenade. Liu Feng gave him another shot, hitting his left hand, and he completely lost his ability to resist.

  Liu Feng then walked over, grabbed the lieutenant's collar, and dragged him towards the bonfire. As he passed by the wounded Japanese soldiers, he used his southern-style pistol to finish off each one with a shot, ending their suffering once and for all. Liu Feng threw the lieutenant to the ground beside the bonfire, then took out his Type 38 rifle and gave each of the Japanese in the tents an extra bullet or bayonet thrust. He didn't want to be shot from behind while interrogating the lieutenant.

  When Liu Feng finished checking the four large tents, he counted fifty-four people, with fifty-three corpses and one second lieutenant. However, there was still one person missing. That was the traitorous interpreter in black satin who was not among these corpses. Just as Liu Feng was puzzled, he suddenly heard a sound of teeth chattering.

  Liu Feng walked into the small tent following the sound, only to see that traitor lying on the ground, with his head buried under the camp bed, his big buttocks still outside, and his whole body shaking like a sieve.

  Liu Feng kicked the traitor's butt without any courtesy, and with one kick, he kicked him to the ground. He shouted: "Get out!"

  That traitor, hastily knelt down on the ground, constantly kowtowing: "Master spare my life, Master spare my life, I have an eighty-year-old mother above and a child under one year old below, please Master spare me!"

  This traitor witnessed the entire process of a Japanese devil squad being annihilated, more than 50 strong and invincible Japanese people in his eyes were actually slaughtered by the person in front of him. This man is simply a demon from hell.

  A smell of urine wafted over, and it was clear that this traitor had wet his pants.

  Liu Feng furrowed his brow, grabbed the traitor's neck and took off the pistol from his body, hanging it on himself. Then he dragged him out, the traitor was dragged like a dead pig all the way, screaming in agony along the way.

  Liu Feng threw the traitor to the side of the bonfire, right next to the Japanese lieutenant. The lieutenant had lost too much blood and was unable to bandage himself, having fainted from the loss. The traitor saw the lieutenant covered in blood and immediately turned pale with fear, kowtowing repeatedly and shouting: "Spare my life! Please spare this humble dog's life!"

  Liu Feng said: "Alright, I'll ask you a few questions. Answer truthfully, if you hide anything, I don't care about killing one more person!"

  "Yes, yes, yes, I'll definitely tell you everything, without holding anything back." The traitor heard that there was a possibility of survival and hurriedly said.

  Liu Feng asked: "Who are you? Where is this place? What year is it now?"

  "Huh...?" The traitor didn't expect this killer-like figure from the Ninth Underworld to ask such a question, and he was taken aback.

  "Huh?" Liu Feng's eyes widened in surprise.

  "Ah, ah, I say, my name is Wang Ying, and I live in the county town of Qiu County. I can speak Japanese, and was forced by the Imperial Army... no, by the Japanese devils to work as a translator for them. I really haven't done anything wrong..."

  "Cut the crap!" Liu Feng kicked Wang Ying to the ground and shouted, "Answer whatever I ask you, one more word of nonsense and I'll kill you!"

  "Yes, yes, this is Anyang Valley, about thirty miles away from Qiu County. Today is November 3rd, 1940." Wang Ying replied hastily.

  The Republic of China in 1929? Liu Feng calculated it in his mind, which was also 1940. November 3rd, now is the heyday of the Japanese army.

  At this time, the Japanese army had not yet attacked Pearl Harbor, and the Pacific War had not broken out. The Japanese army was rampaging across China, and the Nationalist Army was often defeated. No wonder this small group of Japanese soldiers was so arrogant. However, the Japanese army had not yet implemented the Three Alls policy on a large scale at that time, and it seemed that my initial judgment was wrong. These Japanese devils had been slaughtering villages in China for a long time before implementing the Three Alls policy.

  Liu Feng glared at Wang Ying and asked: "What was the name of that village you guys slaughtered?"

  "Wang Ying stuttered: 'Calling Liujiayu, it's the emperor... uh, this is all done by Japanese devils, I really can't do anything about it. Master, please spare me.'"

  So, it seems that I am really called Liu Feng in this world too. Generally speaking, in a village like Liujiayu at this time, most of the men are likely to be surnamed Liu. Only a few people have other surnames. This is good, I don't need to worry about my identity anymore.

  However, in January next year, there was a famous incident, that is the Wannan Incident. More than 9,000 people from the New Fourth Army were deceived by Old Chiang to Maolin and surrounded by the pre-deployed 7 divisions of more than 80,000 people led by Gu Zhutong and Shangyuan Yunxiang of the Third War Zone, only breaking through more than 2,000 people, and the rest sacrificed heroically.

  This is a stupid thing that delights the enemy and pains friends, consuming China's anti-war efforts. Let the Japanese devils be delighted to death. If Liu Feng can stop this matter, it will also be considered as leaving a legacy for the Chinese nation's resistance against Japan. Liu Feng decided to find a way to inform GCD, after all, Liu Feng is a GCD member in the 21st century and has deep feelings for GCD.

  Moreover, the Hundred Regiments Campaign launched by the Eighth Route Army has now entered its final stage, and the Eighth Route Army is facing retaliation and mopping up by the Japanese army. If I can stab a few knives in the belly of the devils, then I can alleviate some pressure on the Eighth Route Army.