Unexpectedly, the other party was an acquaintance, Niushan Yujie, a Japanese who, in Tian Shusei's opinion, was quite good.

"Tian Sang?" Niu Shan Youjie was also shocked when he saw Tian Shoucheng. He remembered that this person was always so timid, and he was even laughed at as "cowardly field mouse". He did not expect that when he successfully broke through, the timid Imperial Army, who was as timid as a mouse, would actually stand in front of him.

"Niushan Taijun?" Tian Shoucheng subconsciously called out the word Taijun, but instead of retreating, he followed up. He said, "Niushan, you can't leave today!"

"Tian Sang, do you have to make things difficult for me?" Niu Shan Youjie said anxiously: "I just want to go home!"

"But how many Chinese people have you left homeless? How many Chinese people have you made them lose their home?" Tian Shoucheng roared, stood up, and stabbed.

In the jhana of the bayonet, Tian Shoucheng seemed to have broken the inner demons that had been for many years. He no longer had the shrinkage and caution that he always accompanied the tower, leaving only the courage and good fighting that was unyielding.

Niushan Youjie was also confused. He didn't expect that the timid field mouse was so capable, and he was crazy about fighting with his life. He didn't want to die or sprinkle blood on this land. Therefore, he always stopped at the critical moment, but the more he fought with Niushan, the more anxious he became. He roared: "Tian Sang, let me have a way out! I don't want to kill you!"

"No way! I'm a dignified Chinese now!" Tian Shoucheng said proudly, continuing to stab.

The two fought very fiercely. In order to survive, Niushan Youjie finally started fighting against Hotan Shoucheng. With the fighting method of using injuries to exchange for injuries, both sides injured their legs at the same time. Tian Shoucheng laughed proudly. Niushan Youjie was crazy and fought desperately at all costs. However, at the critical moment, Tian Shoucheng was fascinated by Tian Shoucheng, and the bayonet wiped Tian Shoucheng's clothes and put them through, while Tian Shoucheng stabbed Niushan's lung leaves with a bayonet.

Niu Shan looked at the bayonet that pierced his own, and said intermittently: "I...I just want to... go home..."

Tian Shoucheng was silent. Among the Japanese he came into contact with, he thought Niushan people were very good, but...

But he saw the cruelty of the Japanese. He knew that none of the Japanese standing on this land was innocent!

"It's you... the evil you did here, why do you... go home?"

Tian Shoucheng whispered to Niu Shan who was struggling. Niu Shan ignored Tian Shoucheng's words and turned his head with the last force to look in one direction. There is his home there.

Bang

After a crisp gunshot, Tian Shoucheng fell to the ground as if he was hit by a giant hammer. He forced himself to turn over his numb and painful body and saw the young Japanese soldier who was knocked to the ground by his butt stock, holding a smoke-filled muzzle at him.

Tian Shoucheng smiled a little and whispered:

"Retribution...retribution..."

Bang

Another gunshot, a bloody flower exploded from the head of the young Japanese soldier in his eyes, and a soldier covered in scars rushed over, "Comrade, comrade, are you okay?" After seeing the bleeding wound, the soldier wanted to block the bleeding wound like crazy, but it was useless.

Tian Shoucheng said: "Look... do I look like a traitor?"

The warrior was stunned, then shook his head wildly, and shook his head desperately, "You are not a traitor, you are a hero! You have killed several Japanese, you are a hero!"

Tian Shoucheng smiled, and the tender face appeared in front of him, and another unjust soul from a village appeared.

He felt that he was flying, he flew into the cave, saw a tombstone, he flew to the place where the young eighth route was buried, but saw that there were flowers blooming brightly there.

...

After the war, Zheng Yingqi sat next to Tian Shoucheng's body with a pot of wine.

But in my mind I recalled the conversation I had when I went to Guan Temple.

"Sir, do you think I can be the Eighth Route Army?"

"Sir, do you say that I am abandoning darkness and turning to light now, is it considered an uprising?"

"Sir, I have performed well. Can I be the Eighth Route Army?"

"Sir..."

Zheng Yingqi silently put his military cap on Tian Shoucheng's head, poured a glass of wine beside Tian Shoucheng, and he whispered:

"This glass of wine...toast you!"
Chapter completed!