Chapter 7: The Sweet Potato Field's Two Shots Decide the Fake Army

  "Action?" Chen Shaoqin was thoroughly stunned by Xue Yumei's words, he had never thought that a top student from Yanjing University would actually agree with his way of doing things. He didn't know if it was because he had a special talent for persuading people or if this girl just wasn't firm enough in her principles.

  "What are you staring at? I'm starving to death!" Xue Yumei saw the old man guarding the sweet potato field enter the thatched hut to rest, and once again urged Chen Shaoqin. Perhaps it was her stomach's protest that made her unable to continue insisting on so-called principles, and she finally lost completely in front of Chen Shaoqin.

  Chen Shaoqin was just about to head towards the sweet potato field when he heard a pair of boots hurrying towards the direction of the old man guarding the sweet potatoes. Chen Shaoqin, worried that he would be exposed, immediately retreated and hid in the thatched grass not far from the sweet potato field, carefully observing everything around him.

  Before long, two gunshots were heard from the thatched cottage. With the faint moonlight at the horizon, Chen Shaobin saw a large group of pseudo-soldiers with long guns surrounding the thatched cottage, making it impossible to escape. It seemed that something was really going to happen.

  "Old Zhang, the Imperial Army has spoken. These sweet potatoes are all military supplies of the Imperial Army. Now, under the order of the Imperial Army, we have come to collect them. If you're sensible, you'll dig up the sweet potatoes in your field and hand them over to the Imperial Army. Who knows, if the Imperial Army is pleased, they might even pardon you for hoarding military supplies. Otherwise, when my brothers take action, the Imperial Army won't be so easy-going. I think you should have heard about how the Imperial Army treats Gejiacun?" Yan Lao San held a German-made pistol and slightly tilted his hat, then menacingly and unreasonably spoke these threatening words in front of Old Zhang.

  "You bunch of bastards, helping the devils to harm your own folks! The sweet potatoes you grew on your own land are said to be military supplies, and they even want to accuse me, an old man, of hoarding military supplies. Is there still justice in this world? Old Zhang wanted to reason with them, but in these times, ordinary people have no say, so he could only curse the despicable lackeys who were bringing disaster upon themselves."

  "You old thing, you're refusing to drink the toast and now you'll have to drink the penalty wine. Don't blame me for not speaking up for you in front of the imperial army on account of our village relationship!" Seeing Zhang Lao Han not responding, Yan Lao San kicked him to the ground with one foot, then ordered the puppet soldiers under his command, "You few, take your tools and go dig out those sweet potatoes one by one, and hand them over to the imperial army!"

  "Yes!" The fake soldiers immediately responded, leaving two holding guns with Yan Lao San and the deputy officer guarding Zhang Lao Han. The others got down to start digging work, it seems that this time they must ruin Zhang Lao Han's land completely.

  "Fire, kill these bastards!" Xue Yumei gritted her teeth, she really couldn't bear to watch this scene in front of her anymore. She glared at Chen Shaoqin with a brick, demanding that Chen Shaoqin fire immediately and knock down those fake soldiers on the spot, to see if they would still dare to bully the common people like this.

  Chen Shaoqin raised the gun in his hand, aiming at the pseudo-military soldier who was staring at Old Man Zhang. However, he hesitated in his heart. At this time, there were only two bullets left in his gun. If he fired and the pseudo-military launched a counterattack, they would be helpless. But what was happening before him was unbearable to watch. If he didn't do anything, not only would Xue Yumei look down on him, but he himself would also lose respect for himself. His heart was in great conflict.

  "What are you still hesitating about? If we, who carry guns, can't help the common people, then what's the point of us carrying guns? We might as well just stay at home and wait for the little devils to bully us!" Xue Yumei said to Chen Shaoqin, who was still hesitating. As a student of Yanjing University, she could articulate these grand principles better than anyone else, and her words flowed smoothly, but they all came from her righteous indignation.

  The devils have already brought the ordinary people to the 18th level of hell, and now these traitors and fake soldiers are still bullying the ordinary people. If they just watch and do nothing, their conscience will also be uneasy. Therefore, she doesn't care about anything else, but stares at Chen Shaoqin, wanting Chen Shaoqin to open fire and kill this group of scoundrels.

  Chen Shaoqin listened, thinking that her words were right. As a soldier, his duty was to protect the lives and property of the people. Now the puppet army was bullying the people, and as a soldier, he couldn't just sit back and do nothing. Thinking of this, he immediately pulled the trigger with his right hand's index finger.

  In an instant, a spark of fire flashed in the darkness, followed by a loud gunshot. A bullet shot out from Chen Shaoqin's gun without any deviation and hit the pseudo-military soldier who was holding the gun. The bullet penetrated the soldier's brain from behind and exited through his eyebrow, causing him to fall to the ground instantly, like dry firewood falling to the ground, without any struggle.

  As soon as the first shot was fired, Chen Shaoqin quickly stood up from behind the thatched grass, pulled the bolt, and after the shell was ejected, within less than a second, the second bullet was loaded. Then Chen Shaoqin pulled the trigger, and the bullet flew out of the barrel at high speed, piercing through the head of another pseudo-military soldier holding a rifle. He then shouted loudly at Yan Lao San and others: "All of you get to one side, put your weapons on the ground, or else don't blame me for not having eyes on my bullets!"

  Within less than two seconds, the two fake soldiers fell in front of Yan Lao San. Before he could realize what was happening, Chen Shao Qin had already approached him with a gun and pointed it directly at Yan's head.

  Yan Lao San had never seen such an array before, and was so frightened that he began to tremble all over. He obediently listened to Chen Shaoqin's words and dropped the German-made pistol on the ground without any resistance, and ordered his deputy officer: "Put... put down your gun!"

  The deputy also instinctively obeyed the order, putting the gun that had not been drawn from his waist on the ground, and then stood with Yan Lao San, waiting for Chen Shaoqin's disposal.

  "Brother, look, we've cooperated like this, and the guns and ammunition have all been thrown away. Can't you just... let us go?" Yan Lao San knew that this request was a luxury for them now, but in order to save his own life, he could only try to beg Chen Shao Qin to spare them.

  "You're bullying the common people here, and you still have the face to ask us to spare your lives?" As soon as Xue Yumei thought of all the evil things these bastards had done to Old Man Zhang, her anger surged up, and at this moment, forget about letting them off, she even had the heart to kill these bastards on the spot.

  "I can let you go, but you must remember, if you again sell your lives to the little devils and help them bully us Chinese people, I will not forgive you!" Chen Shaoqin shouted at Yan Lao San, clearly without intending to put them to death.

  "Why? Why let them go!" Xue Yumei, who was standing by and waiting for Chen Shaoqin to fire, couldn't accept this. She had never dreamed that Chen Shaoqin would be so merciful to these fake soldiers. This was not the Chen Shaoqin she knew. So she glared at him fiercely and questioned him.

  "Get out!" Chen Shaoqin didn't respond to Xue Yumei's questioning, but instead directly told those fake soldiers to scram, completely ignoring Xue Yumei's feelings.

  Those fake soldiers saw that they could save their lives, and naturally ran away without a trace. Not one of them dared to look back, fearing that Chen Shaokui would change his mind and lose this only chance to survive.