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"No, it's an instinctive reaction. Maybe I had dealings with the Japanese before I lost my memory. This is how I reacted when you mentioned this situation."

"The best-case scenario is to evacuate the local people as well. After all, you know how dangerous it is when the Japanese come. The mountains are not safe this time. It would be best to evacuate to a place under the noses of the Japanese and stay there for a few days."

Upon hearing this, Lao Li and Lao Zhou's expressions darkened slightly, clearly not expecting Zhang Tianhao to say such a thing.

It seems that he wasn't just making things up.

As for the brutality of the Japanese devils, they already knew about it and didn't know how many civilians had died at the hands of the Japanese.

"Comrade Xiaotian, would the Japanese really do that? If they can't find you, will they send even more troops to search?"

"Yes, if I'm not mistaken, my identity is definitely not that simple, and I may even have other identities. Or it may be absolutely important intelligence that the Japanese would never send out through me, or my identity is what the Japanese are really concerned about."

"Don't you not know your own name?"

"I can't remember now, but that doesn't mean I won't remember in the future, right?"

As Zhang Tianhao spoke, he covered his head and spoke with some difficulty, but the pain on his face was evident.

Old Li and Old Zhou exchanged a glance, their expressions becoming more serious.

After all, they could tell that Zhang Tianhao wasn't faking it. So, Zhang Tianhao must either have an extremely important identity or possess extremely important intelligence, which is why the Japanese had mobilized such a large force.

"Old Li, what do you think?"

"Let's go, leave quickly. If it's true, then these puppet troops and some Japanese soldiers in the city will likely arrive at the foot of the mountain before dawn tomorrow to search the mountain. Then we might really not be able to leave."

"Okay, Comrade Xiaotian, you take a rest first. I'll go and discuss it with Lao Li and the others."

"it is good!"

Zhang Tianhao instinctively responded and then closed his eyes again.

He quickly fell asleep again, as his body was too weak.

When I regained consciousness, it was already dawn.

He slightly opened his eyes and felt that his whole body didn't hurt as much anymore. He still remembered how badly he had been injured yesterday.

He carefully sat up, his eyes still blank, as he couldn't remember anything. Although it wasn't as painful as yesterday, it was still quite uncomfortable, and he even felt nauseous.

"damn it!"

He instinctively cursed, but also thought about it for a moment.

"If only I had medicine!"

However, just as he was thinking this, he saw a small bowl in his hand, filled with a strong medicinal aroma.

"Huh, how did medicine end up in my hand?"

However, he didn't think much of it, even if he couldn't remember, and simply picked up the bowl and drank it down.

After drinking a bowl of medicinal soup, he immediately felt as if he had entered a hot spring, his whole body was warm and sunny, and the pain in his body dissipated.

"Disappear!"

Looking at the bowl in his hand, a thought popped into his head, and he saw that the bowl in his hand had disappeared.

"They've really disappeared!"

He then sat up, looked around, and realized that he lived in a house.

However, the walls of the house were all made of mud and were quite low.

"Where is this?"

He was puzzled again, mainly because he couldn't remember who he was.

As soon as he thought about who he was and used his brain, he felt a tremendous pain in his brain, causing him to break out in a cold sweat once again.

He gently tapped his head, a wry smile on his face.

"Damn it, who am I?"

He muttered a couple of words to himself, then got out of bed, put on his shoes, and went outside.

He carefully opened the door and saw two guerrilla members standing there, one with a gun slung over his shoulder and the other with a red-tasseled spear beside him. "Comrade Xiao Tian, ​​you're awake?"

The two teammates were shocked to see Zhang Tianhao walk out, after all, they knew how serious Zhang Tianhao's injury was yesterday.

They were completely taken aback when they actually walked out of the room.

"Comrade, please wait a moment. I'll go and get the captain and Doctor Zhou to come and check on your injury."

"it is good!"

Zhang Tianhao didn't think much of it, but responded and stood at the door of the house, looking at the distant mountains.

"Have we already left Yuwang Mountain?"

"Yes, we left this morning. We left quickly, and just as we left, a lot of puppet troops and Japanese soldiers came over and completely blocked the mountain."

"The entire mountain is now overrun with Japanese soldiers and their collaborators. If we are any later, we may not be able to get out."

"Comrade Xiaotian, you scholars are truly wise!"

"I don't know who I am, I don't know if I've ever been to school, but I should be able to read, right?"

Zhang Tianhao thought for a moment, then responded with a smile, revealing a kind expression and even a hint of satisfaction on his face.

"Comrade Xiaotian, do you really not remember what happened yesterday?"

"I don't remember. Just thinking about it makes my head feel like it's going to explode. You guys told me that my plane exploded in mid-air and I fell from a high school. I'm lucky I'm alright. What else could I possibly be thinking about!"

He smiled, then said nothing more, instead looking at Old Li and Old Zhou not far away.

"Comrade Xiaotian, you remember now!"

Seeing the two rushing over, he stared in shock at Zhang Tianhao standing at the door, his mouth agape, and asked a question.

"No, I can't remember anything, it's like I've forgotten everything."

He gave a wry smile, shook his head, and even had a hint of confusion in his eyes.

"It's alright, you'll remember eventually. How about I have Lao Zhou check your wound now?"

As he spoke, Old Li pointed at Old Zhou and said with a smile.

"no problem!"

"Comrade Xiaotian, please come inside. Let me check your wound!"

Old Zhou walked over, smiled, looked Zhang Tianhao up and down, and said earnestly, gesturing for him to come in.

"it is good!"

Zhang Tianhao didn't think much of it and went straight into the house.

He lay back down on the bed, nodded to Lao Zhou, and gestured for Lao Zhou to come and check.

Old Zhou walked over and carefully removed the straps from Zhang Tianhao's body.

He first removed the small wounds on his leg. After removing them, he carefully moved the herbs aside and examined the wounds again.

He was completely stunned.

The wounds in that area had completely disappeared, and it was as if there had never been any injury at all.

"Wait a minute, where's the wound?"

"Maybe it's better now!"

"No, how could the wound heal so quickly? You've done it way too fast. It's only been one night and your wound is gone."

"Let me take the other wounds off and let you see!"

Old Zhou was completely stunned and quickly began to dissect the other wounds.

As he dissected the wounds, he became increasingly astonished. All the small wounds had disappeared, and the larger ones had shrunk considerably, some even suggesting they might heal completely in a short time. (End of Chapter)