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

Chapter 252 Bai Luo Develops the Initial Form of an Intelligence Network

Bai Luo squatted at the cave entrance, munching on a fragrant roasted chicken. These pheasants and rabbits were hunted by the old hunter, along with Da Niu, Er Niu, and several young men.

As Bai Luo munched on his roasted chicken, he listened to the screams of the villagers inside the cave and couldn't help but click his tongue twice.

He thought to himself, "This Japanese soldier is screaming so pitifully, it must hurt quite a bit when he hits someone with that spiked club."

Bai Luo squatted at the cave entrance for about half an hour before the noise inside the cave completely disappeared.

Just as Bai Luo was about to go inside the cave to take a look.

The girl staggered out of the cave, carrying a bloodstained spiked club, and saw Bai Luo squatting at the door.

His eyes seemed to glow.

She quickly walked up to Bai Luo and knelt down with a thud. Bai Luo was startled by the girl's sudden kneeling and quickly reached out to pull her up.

But the girl shifted her knees and moved back a couple of times, to Bai Luo's astonishment.

"dong dong dong"

He kowtowed three times to Bai Luo.

Realizing what had happened, Bai Luo quickly stepped aside and took two quick steps to pull up the girl whose forehead was red and swollen from kowtowing.

Bai Luo glanced at the girl with a red and swollen forehead and said helplessly.

"What are you doing? I'm even younger than you. Aren't you shortening my lifespan?"

Bai Luo looked at the girl's already chafed forehead and gestured for Sha Niu to get some medicine to treat it.

Upon hearing Bai Luo's words, the girl quickly waved her hand and said in a hurried tone.

"My benefactor, I didn't mean that. You will definitely..."

"Alright, alright, I was just joking. Don't call me 'benefactor' anymore. My name is Bai Luo. I'm younger than you, so just call me Xiao Luo."

Hearing Bai Luo say this, the girl's anxiety subsided slightly.

"Okay... um... Xiao Luo. My name is Liu Er Ya. Um... Xiao Luo, can I ask you for another favor?"

"Hmm? What is it? Tell me."

Bai Luo looked at Liu Erya in front of him, wondering what else she wanted to talk to him about.

Seeing that children who were clearly younger than her could kill Japanese soldiers, Liu Erya realized after avenging her mother that if she didn't want to be bullied, she had to be capable herself.

If a child the age in front of me, who had barely outgrown open-crotch pants, could shoot and fight Japanese soldiers, then she certainly could too.

Looking at Bai Luo, who was waiting for his answer.

Liu Erya bit her lip and gritted her teeth before speaking directly.

"Xiao Luo, can you teach me how to shoot? I... I want to kill Japanese soldiers with a gun like you."

Liu Erya's words also drew the attention of the rescued group.

Having experienced that dark and hopeless prison life, this group of people understood that only by having the ability to resist could they truly avoid being arbitrarily locked up and humiliated like animals.

"Hey, what's the big deal? Of course you can. It's simple, I'll have Silly Girl teach you later."

"Um, my benefactor, I'd like to learn too. Is that alright?"

"And I."

"And I."

"Count me in..."

Bai Luo was startled by the voice behind him. When he turned around, he found that the more than 30 people he had saved were all looking at him.

Even the two babies still in their swaddling clothes looked at Bai Luo with curious eyes.

Bai Luo looked at the more than 30 people in front of him who were looking at him with longing eyes.

Bai Luo smiled slightly, nodded to everyone, and said...

"Sure. No problem at all."

Upon hearing Bai Luo's agreement, everyone cheered, bringing a touch of liveliness to the otherwise quiet and oppressive cave.

At this moment, the old hunter who had led the way earlier walked up to Bai Luo, pulled Bai Luo aside, and whispered something to him.

"Xiao Luo, teaching so many people how to shoot will definitely waste a lot of your bullets. Just pick a few talented ones to practice with. They can help you when they've mastered it."

Bai Luo looked at the elderly man with white hair in front of him, who seemed to be thinking of him, and comforted him in a joking tone.

"Grandpa Zhang, don't worry about that. I have plenty of weapons, and countless bullets. What I lack is not weapons. Even if there were 100 times or 1000 times more people than just these 30 or so, I could still afford to support them."

"Really... really?"

A look of shock appeared on Zhang Shuan's aged face.

Bai Luo nodded affirmatively to Zhang Shuan, who looked shocked. But Bai Luo didn't expect that because of this slightly joking remark, his own intelligence network was about to be established.

After his initial shock, Zhang Shuan heard that Bai Luo was short of men but not guns, and his mind quickly began to search for ways to recruit people for the boy.

He quickly thought of a place: the people imprisoned in the mines. He knew there were many former soldiers there.

If we could rescue them too...

Thinking of this, Zhang Shuan looked at Bai Luo with anticipation.

"Xiao Luo, do you need people? I know where to find people, and many of them are former soldiers, but they're all being held captive in the dark mines by the Japanese now."

Bai Luo was taken aback upon hearing this.

His intention was to comfort the old man and tell him not to worry about wasting bullets, but he didn't expect the old man to want to give him a team.

Bai Luo lowered his head and pondered. To be honest, he didn't want to build his own team, but he desperately needed an intelligence network.

The most basic elements of an intelligence organization are money and people. It has plenty of money, but no people.

Thinking of this, Bai Luo felt that those people could be saved, regardless of whether the intelligence network was established or not.

After thinking it through, Bai Luo looked up at Zhang Shuan and said with a smile.

"Grandpa Zhang, where is he? I'll come pick him up myself."

Zhang Shuan: ...

At one o'clock in the morning, Bai Luo, along with Silly Bear, Silly Girl, and Zhang Shuan, lay on the cliff above an abandoned mine pit in the iron ore plant in the west of the city.

Zhang Shuan, who was beside Bai Luo, kept explaining the situation of the Japanese soldiers in the mine in a low voice.

"Xiao Luo, there are about 270 Japanese soldiers here, and about 700 people are still being held captive here."

There were six machine gun positions throughout the mine: two at the entrance of the abandoned mine shaft where civilians were being held—directly below us; two at the mine's main entrance; and two on the hillside over there…

As Zhang Shuan spoke, he pointed to the location of the machine gun emplacements in the mine. Bai Luo's gaze followed Zhang Shuan's finger.

"The tents at the mine entrance were the Japanese soldiers' barracks, and the one on the left was their temporary warehouse, with two Japanese soldiers guarding the entrance..."

As Zhang Shuan continued his narration, Bai Luo gained a concrete understanding of the Japanese soldiers stationed in the mine, including their troop deployment and the weapons they used.

This is something that the Bailuo monitoring radar cannot do.

After Zhang Shuan finished explaining the situation at the mine, he smacked his lips, which were a little dry.

Looking at Bai Luo and Sha Niu beside him, he couldn't help but ask with some concern.

"Xiao Luo, can the two of you handle this? The Japanese have nearly 300 men. Don't force it."

Bai Luo turned to look at Zhang Shuan, who seemed somewhat worried.

"Just you wait here, Grandpa Zhang.