The dishes were served quickly, and the Japanese consultant ate quickly too. I guess he really had something to do in the afternoon, so he didnt drink wine, and the speed of eating was also very fast. In less than half an hour, he got up with a full stomach. He said to the boss: "Give me a steamed lotus leaf chicken, I wont be able to come out tonight, take it back for dinner."

  The boss nodded and bowed to pack a lotus leaf chicken for the Japanese staff officer, who walked away with a swagger.

  After a while, the boss finally scolded in the direction of the door: "You little devil, you eat without paying and even take things away, sooner or later youll burst to death."

  At this time, the guests at other tables had almost finished eating and were settling their bills one after another. As they left, the big braid girl glanced over at Muyang, but he was lost in thought with his head bowed and didnt notice. The girl then followed the middle-aged man out.

  Seeing that he was the only one left in the hall, Mu Yang walked up to his boss and asked: "Boss Zhao, are all Japanese people like this? Arrogant and tyrannical, eating without paying?"

  Mr. Zhao looked at Mu Yang with a somewhat strange gaze, then said: "Arent the Japanese always like this? This is still considered good, its just a loss of money, if youre not careful and dont serve them well, youll encounter those inhumane Japanese soldiers, and it will be a disaster for your family. Nowadays, theres no way for ordinary people to survive."

  "Tell me about it?" Murong asked.

  "Its just that Im free now, so Ill chat with you and not mention anything else. Too many people have died miserably. Let me tell you about my fellow restaurant owners. Last year, at De Shun Building on Front Street, it used to be the top restaurant in Ba County. Later, a group of Japanese soldiers came to eat there. They didnt expect to pay, but after they finished eating, they got drunk and took a liking to the owners daughter. That girl was unlucky too. I dont know how she exposed herself that day and was spotted by the Japanese."

  "Thats how the old Qin boss could watch his own daughter being bullied, it was bloody, he picked up a kitchen knife and directly hacked to death a Japanese soldier, but he himself was also stabbed into a beehive by the Japanese with bayonets. In the end, that girl didnt survive either, she was taken to the command center in the city, and the next day someone saw her being hanged on a big locust tree outside the command center. This is the Japanese revenge, not only did they bully the girl, but also directly hanged her there, putting her on display for people to see, its really inhuman."

  Muyangs body trembled involuntarily as he listened. Born and raised in the new China under the red flag, although he had read about Japans invasion of China in books and on TV, he didnt have a deep personal understanding.

  But now in such an era, hearing such news from the mouths of people who have seen and heard it with their own eyes and ears makes him feel extremely angry.

  This is just an ordinary thing that happened in a small county town, and the more than 30 million people who died in China experienced what kind of suffering and hardship, and the Chinese mainland experienced what kind of hardships.

  Mu Yang didnt say a word, clenched his fists and directly excused himself to go upstairs back to his own room. The first thing he did was to directly return to modern times, pick up the crossbow on the table, and carefully fiddle with it.

  He cant be timid anymore, originally he was really afraid of killing people, thats why it dragged on until today. However, after hearing the news today, he felt that he couldnt go on like this and should become stronger.

  No matter whether this world is real or not, even if its just to temper his will, he cant wait any longer, tonight hell take action, must take action.

  Wearing all his equipment, he walked into the inn room in the Republic of China time and space, put things away, and then Mu Yang directly left the inn and headed to the street.

  Ba County town is not big, with two main streets in the north and south, dividing the city into nine blocks on average. Except for the main street, other places look old and dilapidated. After walking around the street, I ran into a patrol of Japanese soldiers.

  A row of 8 people, all carrying rifles on their backs, were led by a sergeant to patrol along the street.

  Mo Yang observed the patrolling Japanese soldiers from a distance for a while, then found a teahouse to sit down and watched the street until nightfall. Mo Yang silently calculated that the Japanese soldiers patrol on average every two hours, each time for half an hour, mainly focusing on the two main streets. As for the side streets, he didnt see them pass by. If it was like this, he could choose a house next to the main street to use his bow and arrow for long-range shooting, then run back to the inn through a detour and enter from the rear window.

  Mu Yang returned to the inn, told Xiao Er to bring two plates of stir-fried dishes and two steamed buns, and had Xiao Er deliver the food to his room. After Mu Yang finished eating, he began to organize his equipment, put on a gray outdoor suit, wore a dagger, carried a bow and arrow, and jumped out of the window, stepping on the low wall and landing in the alley behind.

  It was pitch black outside at this time. In this era, there were no streetlights. If there was no moonlight, it would be truly dark to the point where one couldnt see their own fingers.

  Fortunately, he had memorized the route earlier, so Mu Yang didnt dare to turn on his flashlight and continued walking in the dark. At a bend about 200 meters away from the inn, Mu Yang climbed onto a tiled house.

  Here, under the sunlight during the day, it has been observed to be an abandoned civilian house, with its roof facing directly onto the street, very convenient for ones own actions.

  Take out the crossbow, hang up the string, put an original arrow into the arrow groove, and hang a line on the infrared sight. Just quietly lie on the roof waiting for the prey to approach.

  A quiet small town, except for the occasional barking of dogs in the distance, there was not a single movement. Tonight, the moon is hidden behind clouds, and its dark outside, which is a bit scary. Mu Yang, who was lying there, could even hear his own heartbeat, and his palms, which were holding the handle, had already started to sweat slightly.

  In this way, Muyang lay alone on the rooftop for nearly an hour, feeling his body stiffen up. Suddenly, several beams of light swept over from a distance, and Muyang quickly lowered his body again. Those were the bright lights emitted by the flashlights held by the Japanese patrol team; it seemed they had come out to patrol.

  The leader of the patrol squad held a large flashlight, constantly shining it forward, and there were also Japanese soldiers on both sides who occasionally swept their flashlights to the left and right.

  Mu Yang watched as this team slowly approached, with a few more people than during the day, probably a class of around 12 people.

  Mo Yangs hand gripping the crossbow handle was tense and slightly cramped, he quickly loosened it, slowly flexing and relaxing himself. The Japanese patrol squad marched neatly below him, Mo Yang did not make a move, because if he made a move now, he would still be discovered, with unpredictable consequences.

  The team walked away slowly, and suddenly someone in the team spoke up, speaking Japanese. Muyang couldnt understand it, but soon after, someone left the team and ran to the corner of the wall to unzip their pants. The guy was taking a piss.

  The team didnt stop to wait for him, but instead continued straight ahead, and soon left the urinating Japanese soldier some distance away. The opportunity had arrived, and Mu Yangs breathing became heavy.

  He hastily observed the lone figure through the infrared scope, the quality of the mirror was not top-notch, but he could vaguely see a human shape inside. Mu Yang didnt dare to delay, aiming and directly pulling the trigger, a strong crossbow bolt flew out.

  Muyang only heard a muffled hum from afar, and before the sound faded away, Muyang quickly drew his bowstring again and shot another arrow at the figure that had already fallen in the mirror. Without looking back to see the effect, he immediately slung his bow over his shoulder and jumped down from the house, running towards the inn.

  Ran to the back of the inn, under a short wall, Mu Yang crossed back to the main timeline, put down all his equipment and then crossed back again. He directly climbed up the short wall, flipped over the window and returned to his own room. Once again, he returned to the main timeline, took off his clothes and changed into a Zhongshan suit. After checking that everything was in order, he finally returned to the inns room.

  Standing by the window at the back of the inn, looking out at the inky blackness of night, Mu Yangs breathing was still uneven and his heart was racing wildly, feeling as if it was going to jump out of his chest.

  At this time, a message appeared in his mind, "Kill an enemy soldier, choose system reward."