Quick Transmigration: Pangu is Actually My Brother

Chapter 567 A Beauty in Troubled Times (2)

To prevent danger from approaching, and to avoid the fact that the sleeping potion would only harm them, the men and women of the village all sprang into action. They practiced nothing but how to deliver the sleeping potion to the enemy without hurting themselves if they encountered them.

Her father, Old Man Xie, personally taught everyone self-defense techniques, mainly focusing on how to quickly subdue an enemy if captured. Everyone studied very diligently.

During her studies, Wangyou also discovered something: the people of Dahe Village were perhaps a little too united, and although her father was not the village chief, his words carried more weight than the village chief's.

Curious, Wangyou wanted to find out about her father and mother's identities, but they dismissed her by saying she was too young to know.

Wangyou thought about it and decided not to be curious anymore. Anyway, she would find out when the time was right, and her parents wouldn't harm her.

Two years passed in this way, amidst all the precautions, until a group of different people arrived in the village.

"Boss, boss, a group of unidentified people came to the village entrance, and they seem to be injured," Little Stone ran over and told Wangyou.

"Let's go take a look." At six years old, Wangyou is now invincible in the entire village.

"Judging from their clothes, they look like they're dressed like communists. The white party certainly wouldn't dress this shabbily," Wangyou said after glancing at them.

"Boss, that guy over there is badly injured, should we help him?"

"Of course we'll save them. We have to save any chickens that are being attacked by Japanese people. Go and inform the adults right away."

And so, the group was welcomed into Dahe Village, where Doctor Shen was responsible for treating their injuries.

Ping'an County, the closest county to Dahe Village, had fallen a few days earlier, so they were not surprised to see resistance troops arriving. What they did not expect was that the first to arrive would be members of the Communist Party.

Similarly, this also means the end of peace in Dahe Village.

Sure enough, a group of raiders came within two days, and the village militia quickly took their positions to prepare to meet them.

The guerrilla group that came a few days ago, seeing how well-trained they were, and how each of them carried a gun, they were living much better than us. There were thirteen of them in total, but only eight guns.

"Father, when they arrive, let's see ours first, okay?" Wangyou asked, eager to try out her slingshot.

“Alright, then let your Boy Scouts lead the way.” Old Xie knew his daughter’s abilities and gave them a chance without hesitation.

Wangyou quickly summoned her friends, then gave each of them three sleeping pills and instructed them to follow her hand gestures.

The day-to-day practice had led to this day. The Boy Scouts put the pills into their pouches and then quickly ran ahead with Wangyou.

The first thing they saw was a servile bastard, a spineless coward. These bastards, traitors, and collaborators.

There were quite a few people, roughly eighty or so. They were cursing, but they didn't forget their business.

Under Wangyou's command, the fifteen friends on Wangyou's side shot all three sleeping pills to the designated location as quickly as possible.

Wangyou then shot three poison pills at the people behind him. After all, some bastards are useful when they're alive, while others are just a waste of food.

The pill was spotted as soon as it was released, but the effects spread even faster, especially since it was a stronger version of the drug.

After waiting for a while, no one else came out from behind those people, and the enemy soldiers on the ground were all motionless. Just to be on the safe side, three more sleeping pills were shot out. Then, Wangyou waved to signal the militia behind him that they could start moving.

The war was over before it even began, and they also captured several mortars and a heavy machine gun, a great haul indeed.

“Father, the people in front of us are not dead. This one looks to be the highest-ranking officer. We should be able to get something out of him. If we can't get anything out of him, it's okay. Let me use him to test the medicine.”

"Alright, everyone hurry up and tie up the living ones, sprinkle some disintegrating liquid on the dead ones, and then quickly move all these things back to our place. The rest of you, clean up the battlefield."

"Yes!"

In no time, the spot was cleaned up so thoroughly that no trace could be seen, leaving the guerrillas who had come with them dumbfounded.

"That guy seems to be a second lieutenant from Japan!"

"A great achievement! We've never captured an officer of such high rank before. If we can get this to the front lines, it will definitely turn the tide of the war," said Zhao Guosheng, the guerrilla captain, in a daze.

"Captain, wake up. We didn't arrest him, so we have no authority to deal with him," Zhu Zi said, surprised but still somewhat dejected.

“Let’s go, we need to go back and see what happens to these beasts,” Zhao Guosheng said, coming back to his senses.

The soldiers who survived, half of whom were in the foot basin, were all bound up and then given a basin of cold water as a reward.

The first to be woken up by the splashing were the lieutenant and the translator.

When the lieutenant woke up and saw a group of Daxia people, he started babbling on and on. Although no one could understand what he was saying, it was clear that it wasn't anything nice.

"You lackey, what did he say?" Militia captain Zhou Xile slapped the translator and said.

"The Imperial Army asked you what you do and why they tied us up?"

“Father, he’s lying,” Wangyou said angrily as she stepped forward.

"Father knows." Old Xie picked up Wangyou. "Xile, this translator is dishonest. Take him away and deal with him!"

"Yes!"

"Please, please spare me! I'll never do it again!" The translator cried, tears and snot streaming down his face; it was disgusting.

However, neither Old Man Xie nor anyone else looked in his direction. When Xile came in again and nodded to her father, everyone looked at the lieutenant in the middle again.

"Let everyone vent their anger first, just don't kill them." Old Xie said directly after listening to the Japanese lieutenant's foul language.

"Uncle Xie, don't worry, we'll make sure he suffers and survives." Xile and a few others began to inflict violence. They had built this torture chamber a long time ago, and today they finally welcomed its master.

"Father, can you understand Japanese?" Wangyou asked curiously.

"Yes, Father traveled to various countries when he was young, so he learned a little bit about it."

"Father, will you teach me?"

Why do you want to learn?

"Because knowing yourself and your enemy is the key to victory in every battle, the Japanese came to our Great Xia and learned our language, while few of us know their language. This is not a good thing for us."

“My daughter is ambitious. When we get back, I’ll teach her.”

"Uncle Xie."

"Captain Zhao, is there something you need?"

"I'd like to talk to you about that lieutenant."

"They want us to hand it over, to give the soldiers on the front lines some motivation."

"Uncle Xie, this is the first time we have captured a second lieutenant. If this can be reported, it will be a slap in the face to Japan and give everyone more confidence."

"Let me think about this." Old Xie knew the risks involved, but she had already promised her daughter to use those bastards to test the medicine.