Deadline: Resistance against Japan, invincibility from being bitten My name is Yang Fugui, a guerrilla captain. We had just won a brutal battle and killed that beast Kazuo Yamamoto with our own hands in Hongxi Village. I thought that everything was over, the brothers' revenge was avenged, and it was time for me to be glorious. But I didn't die. A man in ancient costume appeared on the battlefield like a ghost. He said that I disturbed his sleep. Then he bit me on the neck. I wasn't dead, but my team member Kuang Guohua looked at me like he was looking at a monster. He said my eyes turned a dead green and the bullet wound in my chest squirmed and healed in the moonlight. That night, a whole Japanese squad entered the village. I only remember the hunger that was about to explode in my head, and the unfamiliar pleasure of tearing open the lid of Sanba with my bare hands. The next day, all that was left at the entrance to the village were the twisted steel wreckage and the flesh and blood that couldn't be distinguished from each other. They said the Japs were attacked by wild animals. Only I know that the hungriest and cruelest beast... Is me.
