This killer star of the War of Resistance Against Japan was only 9 years old.

Chapter 223 The Japanese Spies Have Caught Up

Once Bai Luo knew the direction, he immediately started the cat car and sped off southwest.

But after driving about 100 meters, Bai Luo suddenly braked and came to a stop.

Zheng Yang, sitting in the back seat, felt a dull ache in his abdominal wound from the sudden braking.

"Hiss... Brother Bai, what... what's wrong?"

Zheng Yang clutched his abdominal wound with one hand while asking Bai Luo in the driver's seat.

"Come and live."

While answering Zheng Yang's question, Bai Luo gestured to the silly girl.

The two quickly jumped out of the car.

Zheng Yang, who was in the car, did not understand Bai Luo's meaning.

"What's the job?"

"The Japanese devils are here."

Silly Girl picked up where Zheng Yang left off, having already climbed into the Gatling gun's firing position in the back seat.

Then he bent down and lifted a cover from the floor behind the seat, pulled out a thick ammunition belt and loaded it into the Gatling gun's feed port.

Good heavens, Zheng Yang was completely stunned when he saw the bullet, which was thicker than his finger.

Zheng Yang only just realized that the six iron pipes fixed to the vehicle were actually a machine gun.

Zheng Yang realized that he was getting in the way, so he slowly got off the car and looked around, but after a long time he couldn't find anything.

But Bai Luo and his companion's actions clearly indicated that they had spotted the enemy.

Zheng Yang subconsciously reached out and touched his waist.

After searching for a long time and finding nothing, Zheng Yang realized that he had discarded his gun after firing all the bullets the night before.

He doesn't have a gun on him right now.

Zheng Yang glanced around again, then fixed his gaze on the two pistols on Bai Luo's thigh.

"Can I use a gun? I'm pretty good at shooting with a pistol."

Bai Luo turned to look at Zheng Yang, who was clutching his stomach.

"You...can you do it?"

Zheng Yang nodded, thinking to himself that he had to make it work, even if it seemed impossible. Although the two kids' equipment looked impressive, he didn't want to hold them back.

Seeing this, Bai Luo simply tossed his AK74U to Zheng Yang.

Zheng Yang subconsciously took it, and looking at the exquisitely designed submachine gun in his hand, he knew it was not made in China. He then looked up at Bai Luo.

He thought Bai Luo would only give him a pistol, but he didn't expect that Bai Luo would give him his main weapon directly.

Zheng Yang couldn't help but ask.

"What would you use this gun for?"

"I don't care, I'm fine with anything."

Upon hearing Bai Luo's words, Zheng Yang suddenly remembered that the girl still had a gun.

Zheng Yang's gaze shifted to the gun behind the girl standing on the back seat of the car.

He thought Bai Luo would take this one.

However, Bai Luo went directly to the back of the car and opened the trunk.

He pulled out a huge treasure from inside.

It was clearly an LG5 sniper grenade launcher.

Bai Luo deftly loaded a 15-round drum magazine, held the sniper grenade in one hand, and walked to the front of the cat car's hood.

Zheng Yang was so shocked when he saw the weapon in Bai Luo's hand—he couldn't tell if it was a gun or a cannon—that his jaw almost dropped.

Zheng Yang looked down at the beautifully designed submachine gun in his hand, then looked up at the gun in Bai Luo's hand, whose barrel was thicker than the child's wrist.

He couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

At this moment, more than 30 Japanese spies in the woods were searching for something, leading two wolfhounds.

"Here, Captain, there's blood here."

Kojiro heard his subordinates' shouts.

He immediately strode from the back of the group to the Japanese spy who had shouted the message.

Kojiro looked at a patch of snow stained red with blood, picked it up, and rubbed it between his fingers.

He then looked around at the footprints in the snow.

In addition to the footprints of the Red Party intelligence agent, they discovered another, smaller footprint.

Clearly, someone took away the people they were chasing from here.

Judging from the size of the footprints, it should belong to a woman or a child.

However, whether it was a woman or a child, given their physical strength, they certainly wouldn't be able to get out of this forest with an injured man, even though more than 10 hours had passed. Thinking of this, Komoto Ichiro immediately gave orders to the Japanese agents around him.

"Speed ​​up and search in this direction."

"Hi."

Upon hearing Ichiro Komoto's order, all the Japanese agents quickened their pace and rushed along the trail of Bai Luo's footprints.

As for why these Japanese spies only found this place so late, the reason is that they lost track of them halfway through the chase because of the night, and had to send someone back to bring two wolfhounds to search for them.

Zheng Yang looked at the direction Bai Luo was aiming his gun at, and combined with his memories of the night before he lost consciousness, it should be the direction from which he had fallen.

It seems that those Japanese spies from the Special Higher Police Department haven't given up on capturing me.

3 minute later.

Zheng Yang's eyes were sore from staring so long, and his ears were perked up, but he still couldn't find any movement in the woods. Just as he was starting to wonder if Bai Luo had made a mistake...

Suddenly, a faint barking sound came from deep within the woods. Zheng Yang was startled, thinking to himself that it was the barking of the Japanese wolfhounds.

The bark of this dog is easily distinguishable from that of local dogs.

It seems that the Japanese spies who were chasing him last night lost him and went back to look for the dog; otherwise, there's no explanation for why they only caught up with him now.

Zheng Yang's face turned somewhat grim. He remembered that there were at least 30 Japanese soldiers chasing him last night. He glanced at the two children who were on high alert, gritted his teeth, and took out the kraft paper package he had hidden in his bosom.

He decided that if he could not withstand the Japanese attack, he would sacrifice himself to buy time and cover the retreat for his two children.

But he hadn't had a chance to hand the items over to Bai Luo yet.

Inside the cat-themed car, Silly Girl had already spotted her target.

Next second,

"Buzzing..."

The Gatling gun's explosive roar rang in Zheng Yang's ears, startling him so much that he quickly moved to a different spot.

But even now, the deafening gunfire has left him with a buzzing head.

"Bang. Bang. Bang."

Bai Luo also pulled the trigger, and a powerful grenade was launched instantly, knocking down several Japanese spies hiding behind trees.

Silly Girl kept adjusting the muzzle of her gun, and shot the Japanese spies in the woods in two, along with the trees.

Kojiro hid in a depression, clutching his severed arm with his left hand, his face contorted as he gasped for breath, looking around at the horrific state of his men.

None of the corpses in sight were intact.

His arm was injured just as the other side opened fire. Although it was only hit by a bullet from the other side, his entire arm was blown into a bloody mist by the bullet's enormous kinetic energy.

"What kind of weapon is this?!"

But now, apparently no one is answering his question.

Just as Zheng Yang raised his gun and aimed it at the direction Bai Luo and the others were firing, he discovered that Bai Luo and Sha Niu had already stopped firing.

Zheng Yang looked around blankly at the scene before him, which seemed to have been swept by a storm, feeling somewhat lost.

How long has it been?

Is that all?

At this moment, Bai Luo placed the sniper grenade on the hood of the cat car, pulled out the pistol from his thigh, and walked into the woods.