Chapter 93 I heard?

Suddenly, his vision returned, and he could clearly see the entire alleyway outside.

Squads of fully armed Japanese soldiers rushed into the alley.

Immediately afterwards, the sounds of banging on the door, gunshots, shouts, and screams mingled together.

The noise kept filling his eardrums, creating a chaotic mess.

He Yuzhu sighed softly in resignation.

Under these circumstances, all he could do was observe a three-second moment of silence for the unfortunate residents.

These Japanese devils were essentially buried with them.

He will send more "offerings" when he has the chance in the future.

If placed on a main battlefield, this number of troops would be far from sufficient.

Even if you throw in several army groups, you probably won't even be able to find the enemy commander.

The noise and commotion outside was making me feel irritable.

He Yuzhu simply cut off all visual connection with the outside world.

He moved some dried bean stalks into the space and spread them out to make a simple bed.

He then took out a quilt from the storage compartment, spread it on top, and fell into a deep sleep.

When He Yuzhu opened his eyes again and regained his spatial vision.

There wasn't a single Japanese soldier in sight outside.

He slept for an exceptionally long time, and did not see anyone moving around outside during that time.

He took out his pocket watch and glanced at it, and couldn't help but be secretly surprised.

Good heavens, the clock hand has already gone around two and a half times!

He suddenly remembered that he was currently inside the system space.

Time flows ten times faster here than outside, meaning that only three hours have passed outside.

"No, we have to stay here a little longer."

But staying in this cramped space is just too boring.

He then made several straw figures inside the space using wood and strips of cloth.

Then he took out all sorts of guns and started firing wildly at the straw man.

He thoroughly enjoyed every type of weapon: pistols, rifles, and submachine guns.

After playing until they were completely exhausted, they finally collapsed back onto the makeshift bed.

After all, they are still young and their bodies can't withstand such strain.

All the bones in my body felt like they were falling apart; they were sore and aching.

After resting for a while, he took out a can of food and several snow-white steamed buns from his storage space.

After a hearty and satisfying meal, my stomach felt warm and cozy.

After eating and drinking his fill, he took a long, hot bath.

I also took the opportunity to thoroughly wash away the strong, pungent smell of gunpowder from my body.

He waited until it gradually got dark outside, estimating that the Japanese soldiers should have almost all withdrawn.

Only then did he dare to come out of the system space, but when he did, he already had two pistols fully loaded with bullets in his hands.

He also had a gleaming, sharp bayonet tucked into his lower back, just in case.

After he came out, he walked all the way to the end of the alley.

They discovered that the large contingent of Japanese soldiers on the street had completely withdrawn, and they didn't know where they had gone to pursue them.

Instead, a large number of agents and Japanese patrol squads disguised in civilian clothes were deployed.

The atmosphere was even more somber and oppressive than during the day, exuding an invisible pressure.

He dared not take the main road rashly, and still chose to climb over walls and cross courtyards, specifically choosing to walk through secluded alleys.

After many twists and turns, we finally managed to avoid that dangerous area.

Then he hurried off toward Nanluoguxiang.

He was unaware that during the few hours he spent in the system space...

The outside world has already completely erupted in chaos.

The news of the Japanese commander's arrival in Beijing could not be kept secret.

The earth-shattering commotion at the city gate could not possibly have gone unnoticed by those with ulterior motives.

Before the crime scene was cleared, the Japanese even cordoned off an area within a one-kilometer radius.

The cordon was slowly removed only after the site was completely cleaned up in the afternoon.

Although the destroyed car was covered up completely when it was loaded onto a truck and transported away.

But the heavy stench of blood emanating from the endless stream of wounded soldiers and corpses could not be completely masked.

Immediately afterwards, various secret radio stations within Beijing began operating at full speed.

The Japanese military hospitals were repeatedly and secretly investigated by various forces.

The "Bald Party" went so far as to activate a hidden wire that had been buried inside the hospital years ago.

At 3:30 p.m., the Bald Party directly telegraphed the entire country, announcing that the commander-in-chief of the Japanese Expeditionary Army, "Taniguchi Tsuyoshi", had been killed in an attack.

At 4:00 PM sharp, the Japanese side also issued a statement.

They claimed that "Taniguchi Gozo" was only injured in the attack and would soon make a public appearance, and that all the attackers had been killed.

This clumsy, self-deceiving argument was quickly and thoroughly exposed by the "Exemption Party" in a telegram issued at 5:30 p.m.

The party not only confirmed the news of "Taniguchi Gozo's" death, but also released a detailed account of the specific cause of death—

He was shot in the head and then hit directly by a shell, leaving him with only half a body and a head.

As for the source of the information, the party claims to have a large influence, so it's probably possible that it was leaked by someone within the Japanese military.

In fact, the commander of the Japanese North China region, "Saburō Kano," was quite flustered at this moment.

Because the methods used in this attack were exactly the same as those used in the previous shelling incident.

The difference this time was that two shell casings and a pile of bullet casings were left at the scene.

All of this is too mysterious and bizarre.

The Japanese have always believed in gods, but this strange phenomenon was ordered to be strictly kept secret by the higher-ups.

The first group of soldiers to rush into the ruins were secretly dealt with afterwards.

This earth-shattering secret, along with "Saburō Kano" himself, was ultimately taken to his coffin—but that's another story.

Back to our main character, it's fortunate that He Yuzhu didn't come out of the space beforehand.

Otherwise, if we were to run headlong into the Japanese's tight blockade, the consequences would be unimaginable.

When he returned to the compound, He Daqing was pacing anxiously back and forth at the gate.

Upon seeing a small figure approaching from afar, He Daqing immediately dropped the pipe in his hand.

He ran over quickly, taking two steps at a time.

Without saying a word, he raised his hand and slapped He Yuzhu hard across the neck.

"You brat! Where have you been all day?"

"Father, I'm innocent! Wasn't I just contacting people about purchasing goods?"

As soon as we came out after the meeting, the outside was in complete chaos.

I quickly found a place to hide, and only dared to come back when it was completely quiet outside.

"You've scared your father half to death! Come home with me right now!"

Your grandma and your mom have been so worried they've cried several times!

As He Daqing spoke, he grabbed He Yuzhu's wrist and dragged him towards the gate.

"No, Dad!" He Yuzhu struggled hurriedly.

"When I went out this morning, I didn't even go through the front door."

"Then how did you get out?" He Daqing asked, his face full of confusion.

"I crawled out through a dog hole," He Yuzhu said, scratching the back of his head somewhat embarrassedly.

"Then go back inside! I'll go in through the main gate and wait for you, and I'll cover for you while I'm at it."

He Daqing pulled He Yuzhu and turned back towards the wall of the east courtyard.

Frustrated, He Yuzhu lay on the ground and crawled into the dog hole using both hands and feet.

He Daqing thought he was too slow.

He gave him a light kick in the backside to urge him on: "Hurry up!"

After He Yuzhu climbed into the east courtyard, he quietly hid in the shadows and waited.

Not long after, He Daqing came around from the main gate.

She grabbed him and whispered, "Come home with me."

On the way, He Daqing was afraid that his son would let something slip.

He deliberately probed, "You little brat,"

You know what to say to your grandma and your mother when you get home, right?

"Okay, Dad. Just say I'm hiding outside."

"By the way, Dad, what big thing happened outside today?"

"I don't know the specifics, but I heard that something happened to a big shot on the Japanese side."

Anyway, no one has come to pick up the food I ordered today.

"Alright, kid, stop asking questions. What's it to you?"

"Oh!" He Yuzhu replied verbally.

A mischievous sense of triumph welled up inside him, and he chuckled to himself:

"Heh heh, 'heard'? Then you really took them down!"

He's still the highest-ranking official here!

If you knew it was your son who did it,

They'd probably wet their pants in fear!

"Watch your words when you get back!"

As he reached his doorstep, He Daqing turned back and gave him another word of advice.

"Okay, Dad!" He Yuzhu replied obediently.

Just as I stepped into the courtyard, my vision suddenly blurred.

My entire face was covered by a pair of warm hands.

A faint milky scent wafted to my nose.

Then came the sound of Chen Shuxiang's soft sobs.

No need to guess, it must be because his mother was happy to see him return safely.

He was so excited that he hugged her tightly.

"My dear Zhu'er, you're finally back!"

My heart is pounding so hard it's about to jump out of my chest, sob sob...

"You're never allowed to run outside again! We're not going out, boohoo!"

"Ugh ugh ugh—" He Yuzhu struggled frantically.

If they keep covering me up like this, I'll definitely suffocate.

He struggled to pry his mother's hands open a little, panting heavily.

Chen Shuxiang then came to her senses, her cheeks slightly flushed—

I was too anxious just now. My son was perfectly fine.

She almost caused an accident by covering herself up.

"Alright, Shuxiang, it's good that Zhuzi is back."

The old lady wiped away her tears and began to comfort her.

"Pillar, things are in complete chaos outside right now."

You can't run around like that anymore.

With your father around, why would a kid like you need to take such a risk?

"Yes, madam!" He Yuzhu replied obediently.

"Da Qing, Zhu Zi is back. Go and cook!"

"Alright, Grandma!" He Daqing turned and went into the kitchen.

He Yuzhu was being pulled aside and questioned in detail by his mother.

He only vaguely said that he didn't know the situation outside.

They would hide as soon as they saw Japanese soldiers.

Only then did he realize that He Daqing had returned home exceptionally early today—

He usually doesn't go to eat at this time.

It turned out that the city was in chaos, and no one dared to go out.

The steel rolling mill lost business and shut down.

When I got home, I heard that my son had slipped out early that morning.

He Daqing paced back and forth in the room in a panic, like a trapped beast.

After inquiring, Chen Shuxiang learned that something major had happened outside that day.

She was so frightened that her face turned pale, and tears streamed down her face.

She wanted He Daqing to go out and look for people, but she couldn't bear to do it—

The situation outside is unclear. What if my husband goes out and never comes back?