The battle ended quickly. When the last Baga fell, Xiao Yi was already exhausted and panting. He stood in the snow, looking at the corpses on the ground, but his heart was not moved at all. He knew that the world had become cruel and ruthless, and he had to become stronger to survive.

He raised his head and looked towards the distant horizon, his eyes gleaming with determination. He knew that his journey was not over yet, and he would continue to move forward until he found his own destination.

Dozens of little Baga people, their figures hidden in worn cotton coats and dirty hats, their faces painted with crude Chinese makeup, tried to blend into the Chinese shelter ahead. Their eyes revealed cunning and anxiety, like a group of rats stalking in the dark night.

Xiao Yi stood at the entrance of the base, his gaze piercing. His intuition told him that these people were not genuine Chinese refugees. His abilities, while powerful, were not omnipotent, especially in situations like this that required careful observation. However, years of combat experience and keen insight allowed him to detect even the slightest anomalies.

He noticed that while they tried hard to imitate the Chinese, their imitation was too obvious. Their behavior revealed a crudeness and ignorance that was completely different from that of the real Chinese. More importantly, their eyes lacked the resolve and courage they possessed in the face of adversity, instead filled with greed and cunning.

Xiao Yi smiled slightly. He knew that the game of cat and mouse was about to begin. He did not immediately expose the disguise of these little bastards, but quietly waited for the opportunity.

Finally, when a little Baga tried to sneak into the shelter, Xiao Yi appeared in front of him and grabbed his collar. The little Baga screamed in fear, and his disguise collapsed in an instant under Xiao Yi's gaze.

The other little Baga people saw this and showed panic. They tried to escape, but Xiao Yi's speed ability made it impossible for them to escape. He rushed across the snow like a cheetah, and every time he appeared, he took away a little Baga person who tried to sneak in.

In the end, all the little Baga people were captured by Xiao Yi. They knelt in fear on the snow, trembling. Xiao Yi looked at them without much pity in his heart. He knew that these little Baga people might have a bigger conspiracy behind them. They tried to sneak into the shelter, perhaps to spy on intelligence, or perhaps for other more sinister purposes.

He looked at these little bastards coldly, then turned to the Chinese soldiers beside him and said, "Take these people away and interrogate them carefully. I want to know their true purpose."

The soldiers nodded in agreement and quickly took action, taking these little Baga people away. Xiao Yi stood still, gazing deeply into the distance. He knew that this doomsday battle was far from over, and he had to remain vigilant at all times to protect his homeland and his compatriots.

Xiao Yi stood in the snowy open space, his eyes as cold as ice. Kneeling before him were a dozen or so villains from the Little Baga Kingdom, their faces painted with crude Chinese makeup, yet they were consumed by fear and despair. Their eyes were filled with pleading and despair, but Xiao Yi showed no mercy.

He knew that these bad guys from the Little Baga Country were not only trying to sneak into the Huaguo Refuge, but they might also be plotting something even worse behind the scenes. They were a threat to the people of Huaguo and to this fragile and precious Refuge. Therefore, Xiao Yi decided to teach them a profound lesson.

He slowly raised the baseball bat in his hand, its cold gleam gleaming in the light. His movements were unhurried, each detail imbued with cruelty and ruthlessness. He knew that the decision he made at this moment would forever change the fate of these villains of Little Baga Country.

The baseball bat drew a sharp arc in the air, and with a shrill scream, the head of the first villain from the Little Baga Kingdom was fiercely smashed. Blood and brain matter splattered out, staining the snow red. Xiao Yi did not stop, his movements became faster and faster, and each swing was accompanied by a scream and a falling figure.

The snow was soon filled with corpses, and blood and brain matter gathered into streams, flowing into the distance. Xiao Yi's face was expressionless, and his eyes were only cold and determined. He knew that he had to do this to protect those innocent lives.

When the last of the bad guys from the Little Baga Kingdom fell, Xiao Yi finally stopped the baseball bat in his hand. He stood there, staring at the corpses and blood on the ground, but his heart was not disturbed at all. He knew that he had completed his mission and brought safety and security to the people of China.

He turned and left, leaving behind only corpses and bloodstains on the ground that gradually dissipated in the wind and snow. His back became increasingly blurred in the night, but his name and deeds were forever engraved in the hearts of the Chinese people.

Xiao Yi stood in the snow, his eyes cold and deep. His mind couldn't help but recall those dark days when the Little Baga Kingdom invaded China many years ago. That period of history, like a deep scar, was forever engraved in his heart.

Back then, the iron hoofs of the little Baga nation trampled upon the land of China, and countless Chinese people lost their homes and loved ones in the flames of war. They suffered brutal massacres and plunder, and lived in dire straits. And now, these bad people from the little Baga nation are actually trying to sneak into the refuge that China has painstakingly built. This is undoubtedly another provocation and insult to the Chinese people.

Xiao Yi gripped the baseball bat tightly, his fingers trembling with anger. His heart was filled with hatred and disgust for the Little Baga Kingdom. He could not forget his compatriots who were massacred and plundered, nor could he forget the shame of that period of history.

He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself. He knew that as a guardian, he couldn't let his emotions affect his judgment and actions. He had to remain calm and rational in order to better protect those innocent lives.

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