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

Chapter 221 Zheng Yang

Zheng Yang looked at the child in the distance wearing a white cloak, who looked to be about eight or nine years old.

But how did this child end up in this forest? Even experienced hunters wouldn't easily venture into this location.

But he doesn't have time to think about these things now.

"Little boy, can you do me a favor?"

As Zheng Yang spoke, he struggled to move his already frozen arm and reached into his pocket to take out something wrapped in brown paper.

"Young man, could you help me deliver this to a middle-aged man surnamed Yu in Shilitun?"

As Zheng Yang spoke, he used his trembling hands to hand the parchment to Bai Luo.

She looked at Bai Luo with hope in her eyes.

"And what about you? Your injury isn't serious."

Bai Luo looked at the young man in his early twenties and asked.

"Me? I can't get out... You go quickly, there are Japanese spies chasing me..."

"You can return this yourself once you've recovered."

Bai Luo strode towards Zheng Yang, reaching out one hand to him.

"It's no use, you kid... Ouch, damn it, be gentle."

Before Zheng Yang could finish speaking, Bai Luo lifted him up from the ground with one hand.

Because of the significant height difference, Bai Luo had no choice but to carry it on his shoulders.

Zheng Yang couldn't help but cry out in pain because of the wound in his abdomen.

But now he has found himself being carried by this child.

And they moved quickly through the snow that was up to their calves.

"Wow, this child is so strong."

As for the pursuers Zheng Yang mentioned, Bai Luo did not see them on the monitoring radar.

When Bai Luo returned, Sha Niu had already set up two tents.

Bai Luo placed the unconscious Zheng Yang into one of the tents and quickly unbuttoned Zheng Yang's shirt.

After seeing the wound, he examined the area around it with his hands to make sure that the intestines inside were not damaged.

Bai Luo took out the first aid kit, preparing to remove the bullet from Zheng Yang first.

After a simple disinfection, Bai Luo used tweezers to probe into the wound and soon removed a bullet from Zheng Yang's abdomen.

Bai Luo held the bullet up to his eyes to examine it.

They discovered the bullets were from a Japanese Mauser pistol, so it seems this person was indeed being hunted by Japanese spies.

Next was to stitch up the wound, but halfway through, they discovered that Zheng Yang had passed away.

"Ouch...it hurts so much."

Zheng Yang was jolted awake from his coma by severe abdominal pain.

My hand unconsciously reached towards my abdomen.

"Don't move, I'm stitching up your wound."

Bai Luo slapped Zheng Yang's hand aside with one hand.

"hiss."

Zheng Yang was now fully awake; he felt as if his hand had been hit by a sledgehammer.

He first looked around and realized that he should be inside a tent.

Before him was the child who had carried him back before, except now there was a girl beside him, shining a lamp on his abdomen.

Zheng Yang endured the pain and propped his neck up to look.

The boy was stitching up his own wound.

With each stitch, Zheng Yang couldn't help but twitch.

What are you smoking?

"Ouch, it hurts. You can continue, I'll bear it."

Zheng Yang is now sweating profusely.

"Didn't I give you local anesthesia? Why does it still hurt?"

"Xiao Luo, you didn't hit him."

The silly girl standing to the side looked at Bai Luo and said.

"Oh, I didn't call?"

Bai Luo looked at Zheng Yang's stitched-up abdominal wound, then looked at Zheng Yang again.

The scene was a little quiet for a while.

The wound looks like it's one stitch away from being stitched.

"Alright, there's only one more shot to go, just bear with it."

When Zheng Yang heard that there was only one more injection left, he nodded quickly.

As for Bai Luo forgetting to take the anesthesia, he didn't care at all.

Compared to the mission and my life, this little bit of pain is nothing.

After Bai Luo finished treating the wound, she gave Zheng Yang some painkillers and anti-inflammatory drugs.

They gave him two more bottles of glucose.

"Alright, all done. You can sleep with Silly Bear tonight. He's warm, and a good rest tonight will help your wounds heal."

Zheng Yang was somewhat confused by this seemingly random sentence. Who was Silly Bear?

But Zheng Yang soon found out that after Bai Luo and Sha Niu went out, a large black bear crawled into the tent.

Zheng Yang's eyes widened.

He called out, his voice trembling.

"Um... um... young man, is the silly bear you're talking about a black bear?"

But Zheng Yang's question went unanswered.

The silly bear walked into the tent, bared its teeth at Zheng Yang, then plopped down next to him and fell asleep immediately.

Zheng Yang didn't dare to move an inch.

He kept glancing at the silly bear out of the corner of his eye, afraid that the black bear might have a problem with him and take the opportunity to bite him.

But after a while, they noticed that the black bear next to them wasn't making any other movements and had even started snoring.

Zheng Yang finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The next day, just before 6 a.m.

Bai Luo had already woken up and gestured for Sha Niu to prepare food, while he quickly went into the tent next to him.

The moment the zipper was unzipped, Bai Luo almost burst out laughing.

Silly Bear was fast asleep, cuddling Zheng Yang, while Zheng Yang stared blankly at the tent, with dark circles around his eyes.

I didn't dare to move an inch.

Zheng Yang also noticed Bai Luo at this moment and quickly gestured with his eyes to the silly bear who was hugging him.

Hopefully, Bai Luo can get rid of this bear.

After seeing Zheng Yang's actions, Bai Luo did not wake up Sha Xiong immediately, but instead asked Zheng Yang a question.

"The Red Party?"

Zheng Yang's previously listless eyes suddenly flashed with a sharp light, but he immediately pretended not to understand and looked at Bai Luo.

"Alright, stop pretending. I have some connections with the Red Party. Besides, if I wanted to harm you, you would be dead already. Silly Bear is my personal pillow. If it weren't for your injury, I wouldn't let it sleep with you."

Upon hearing this, Zheng Yang rolled his eyes. He was not worthy of such a cushion.

After thinking for a moment, he turned his gaze to Bai Luo and slowly nodded.

"Yes, my Red Party."

"Do you know where the Japanese army's laboratory is?"

Bai Luo looked at Zheng Yang with expectant eyes.

However, Zheng Yang shook his head.

“We discovered it once before, but before we could take any action, the Japanese soldiers moved the laboratory.”

"Then how did you know that the Japanese had sent poison gas bombs to other areas?"

Bai Luo asked with some curiosity.

"Huh? How do you know?"

Zheng Yang was taken aback upon hearing this, but then gave a wry smile and explained,

"Because our comrade who was infiltrating inside has already sacrificed his life, and he was the one who passed on the previous information."

Bai Luo remained silent for a moment after hearing this.

He replied in a low voice.

"Take good care of your injuries, and avenge him later."

Bai Luo then woke up the silly bear and took it outside.

Zheng Yang also breathed a sigh of relief. Bai Luo's question just now indirectly proved that Bai Luo had not lied to him before.

He does indeed have ties to the Communist Party.

My life is safe for now.

"Team leader, I'm not meant to die. I will definitely complete the task you assigned me."

As he thought about it, Zheng Yang could no longer resist the drowsiness and gradually fell asleep again.