(The War of Resistance Against Japan restarts!)

Lin Qiang slowly opened his eyes, and a sensation of dizziness suddenly came, and his legs were a little soft. He stretched out his hand and rubbed his temples, but it was not any better.

He vaguely remembered that he lived in a crack of time for three days. Those three days were extremely miserable, but fortunately he successfully escaped. He looked around and suddenly teleported him to this place.

At this time, a map appeared in his head, a small red dot was flashing constantly, and it was located in Beiqiao Town, Suzhou. The system told him that there was a bronze treasure chest.

He shook his head. He didn't know where he was at this time. It seemed that he should go find someone to ask for directions.

He looked at the surrounding environment. The smoke filled the gunpowder, and the blazing fire burned the forest, and everywhere was in a mess. The originally green trees were burned to the ground by the fire. The branches were burning, and no grass was growing everywhere. There were shells everywhere. There were corpses of Japanese devils and national troops lying beside him. Lin Qiang fell down violently. A shell exploded not far from him, causing a red light. Lin Qiang was lying on the ground at this time, with the sound of explosions in his ears deafening, and his ears were buzzing. If it weren't for the timely response, he would have lost his life.

He slowly stood up, and the sound of quick and sharp footsteps came from his ears. The footsteps were very messy and very fast. Judging from the footsteps, there were almost a lot of people. At this time, he had an ominous premonition, and probably some Japanese devils came.

He was about to turn around, and the sound of a "cracking" bullet loading came from his ears, and a cold thing was close to the back of his head.

"Your, don't move, turn around slowly, don't use any tricks." A harsh Japanese sound came from Lin Qiang's ears.

Lin Qiang was a little distressed at this time. He thought it was not good. If it were normal, he could reach the rear of the enemy by exploring his body, but at this time he was a little weak. From the sound of footsteps, he could tell that the enemy was definitely not one or two. Now he has no ability to resist.

Lin Qiang did not dare to move around at this time. He believed it and went crazy and his life was gone.

"Baga!" Hearing someone behind him cursed viciously.

Lin Qiang turned around with a cold face, and the machine gun moved with his movement, facing his head. The group of Japanese soldiers showed their ferocious faces, held the three-year-old heavy machine gun in Taisho, pulled the trigger and pointed it at him, ready to shoot at any time.

At this time, Lin Qiang had a calm and composed face, but was thinking about how to get out.

It is not a good thing to fight against the crowd.

If it is a long-distance attack, he can easily shuttle through the chaotic streets and alleys, deal with these Japanese, play around with them, and then escape unstoppable.

But now, the Japanese are right in front of him. He will suffer any loss if he starts to fight head-on. Because as long as they move their fingers, Lin Qiang will have a few bloody holes on his body. Then, let alone looking for the bronze treasure chest, he may even lose his life.

Lin Qiang was worried, and the Japanese were worried. They held their guns at Lin Qiang, approaching carefully step by step, and stopped at two or three meters away from Lin Qiang.

Lin Qiang observed the situation, and someone glanced at the terrible corpse of the Japanese on the ground, trying his best to hide the fear in their eyes, and they dared not get close. Perhaps because they were used to being indulged in this city, they seemed to not want to be the one who rushed to the front.

If such a scattered army was on the battlefield, they would only be cannon fodder. Lin Qiang felt much relieved.

At this time, he looked at the Japanese soldiers standing in front of him, wearing yellow-green military uniforms, cloth curtains, infantry wearing "18" steel helmets, and a captain with a light green epaulette. Next to the captain was a fat translator with a vulgar appearance and eyes. They were looking at Lin Qiang with a slutty look on their faces, and Lin Qiang was thinking about how to solve it.

Although there were only eight Japanese devils, they were all captives, and several Japanese soldiers held 38 covers in their hands. A sniper Zheng was holding a crooked gun. Behind them were more than twenty national troops wearing blue-white sun badges. The khaki cloth was squatting on the ground, holding their heads with both hands. It was obvious that they were captured and were looking at Lin Qiang blankly. The Japanese devils were looking at Lin Qiang with a vigilant look on their faces. Lin Qiang's energy was slowly recovering at this time and he did not dare to act rashly.

The Japanese devils dressed in Shang Wei came to Lin Qiang.

"How could your guy, what kind of guy be here? I won't say it, the guy shot." The harsh, ugly Japanese sounded in his ears, and at this moment he suddenly had the urge to kill.

Lin Qiang didn't answer, his mind kept spinning, thinking about a solution.

Seeing that Lin Qiang did not answer, Shang Wei suggested that the translator next to him come forward to ask questions.

"If you don't answer the Imperial Army quickly, I'm afraid I won't want it anymore. Huang Jun asked you who you are, why did you suddenly appear here? Did the National Army send you here? Come here quickly." The translator shouted.

Lin Qiang had never been so angry, especially as the other party was a traitor, he dared to scold him like this. At this time, his body had recovered halfway. He slapped him suddenly, and his brain had a plan, saying in Japanese, "Baga. You are just a pig." The translator turned a few times, and his front teeth fell and his face swollen. He couldn't speak clearly. He stood beside the captain with a look of help.

When the captain heard Lin Qiang's standard Kansai accent, his face looked as ugly as pig's liver.

Lin Qiang has been dealing with the Japanese for so many years, and he has long remembered the pronunciation of Japanese. Some time ago, he specialized in Japanese and has mastered all the skills. He said in this standard Kansai accent, "Baga. What guy is yours, you don't understand the things of superiority and inferiority.

Shaowei's eyes were a little frightened when he heard this sentence. He immediately stood up straight. Even if he scolded him, he would not dare to refute it. Kansai was a tall city where they were. After all, China has regional discrimination, and Japan has even better. This idea is deeply rooted in the minds of their older generations, so he has a little awe for those who speak Kansai accent...

The soldiers behind him saw the boss's respectful look, and now they looked confused. They didn't know how the boss, who had always been majestic, looked like this.
Chapter completed!