Chapter 001: The Kwantung Army

Jin Shunzi, you bastard! You sold out your ancestors, may you die a terrible death! Even if I die here today, I will never be like you, a useless fool!

Beard, Scholar, we have been good brothers for many years. It is only out of necessity that I am doing this. The Japanese told me that as long as you hand over that item, they will not kill you. Beard, Scholar, I advise you to surrender to the Japanese!

Then a terrible explosion occurred, and I was completely unaware of anything that happened afterwards

Yes, those were the Japanese devils that could be seen in movies and television in the past

Zheng Yong only took a glance and, due to his fervent interest in military equipment, was able to determine that this was a modified Mauser 1912 model 7.63mm semi-automatic pistol

Is that the sound of gunfire

Then what?

"Bah!" The scholar spat fiercely and fired a shot into the air, but unfortunately, his marksmanship seemed lacking, as he did not hit a single enemy. "We would rather die than do this. But, Beard, it doesn't matter if he dies. How do we deliver the Easterners' '200 Plan' that we painstakingly obtained at the cost of several brothers' lives to the General?"

Where is this, exactly where is this? One thing Zheng Yong can be absolutely certain of is that this is definitely not a movie shooting site. Having come from a military academy, Zheng Yong knows that these explosions are certainly not something that can be produced by pyrotechnic effects.

What year is it now, the War of Resistance? Or is the War of Resistance about to come to an end?

Zheng Yong! Zheng Yong! Zheng Yong!

He suddenly shivered, was it a time travel? Is it time travel?

He finally exerted himself to open his eyes, and before him appeared two middle-aged men. One looked refined and scholarly, while the other appeared scruffy with a beard.

With the help of the well-mannered man, Zheng Yong managed to lean against a low wall. It was at this moment that he finally saw clearly the two individuals and the surrounding environment

"Beard, this cannot go on like this!" shouted the person who looked refined, resembling a teacher.

This is a rare item worth over twenty dollars. One could say that a person like Huzi is either a bandit, or else how would he come by this box of firecrackers

Having understood this layer, Zheng Yong weighed his own gun and book, and said in a muffled voice

The sound of anxious roars echoed in Zheng Yong's ears. He felt completely dazed, unable to muster the strength to wake himself up. What was the sound around him? Why did it seem so familiar?

I do not know why, but I fell in love with this bayonet at first sight, as if I were destined to be connected with it from birth

Another man, dressed in a short jacket, coupled with his rugged appearance, looks unmistakably like a laborer.

Surrounding me are a few solitary, low thatched huts that appear to have been abandoned for a long time, with wild grass growing to half a person's height. Bullets are continuously flying in from the opposite side, accompanied by the incessant cries of "wah wah." The sound of grenades exploding echoes around me.

Elder brother, that is your enemy; I will help you take care of him

Zhang Zuolin

"Little bastard, what are you still hesitating for? The Easterners are coming!" The bearded man shouted while throwing a gun into Zheng Yong's hands: "Shoot those bastards if they can still move!"

Zheng Yong, awakened from his memories, looked around at Zhou hetushu .com .com, but there was no trace of the bayonet at all. Could it be that he was dreaming? Was all of this merely a dream? ... But ...

The soldiers outside are dressed as if they are wearing the uniforms of the Kwantung Army, but Zheng Yong is not certain.

He had read several books related to this subject, and it is said that after meeting certain conditions, incredible events such as time-space travel would occur

By the way, it seems that the restaurant caught fire, and he rushed out without a care for anything, even forgetting to put down the dagger in his hand

You bastard, you little bastard, I knew you had a strong life and wouldn't die.

At that moment, the gunfire suddenly ceased, and a sharp voice clearly came through

Why is there gunfire? Is it at the shooting range? ... But it doesn't sound like that...

You little rascal, don't die, hurry up and wake up!

Could it be that such a "good thing" has truly come my way?

Then the man with the unkempt beard uttered these few words, and the intense gunfire erupted around him again. The man muttered a curse and raised his hand to fire two shots outward

As Huzi pressed the bullet into the gun, he cast a deliberate yet casual glance at Zheng Yong.

He remembered going to the antique market with his cousin, intending to buy some antiques to please his mother on her birthday. Later, he became interested in a dagger. Even he, who had grown up in a military family, could not tell what material the dagger was made of, but what he remembered most clearly was that the front and back of the dagger were each engraved with four characters

Without turning his head, Huzi fired two shots, taking down a Japanese soldier, and shouted: "Scholar, what do you think we should do? We can't just surrender to these Easterners like Jin Shunzi, can we?"

The scholar remained silent, but Zheng Yong vaguely guessed something. It seemed that he had some special relationship with the director he mentioned, which was why they brought him in to participate in this seemingly easy task. Once the work was completed, it would also serve to enhance his own reputation, allowing him to be promoted upon his return.

He now begins to understand that the War of Resistance has not yet broken out, because Zhang Zuolin is still alive

Big Shuai? Although he does not know what the "200 Plan" is, the name Big Shuai reminds him of someone. Judging by their tone of voice, they should be from Northeast China. There can only be one Big Shuai from the Northeast

With the furious roar of Huzi, Zheng Yong understood that this sharp voice belonged to someone named "Jin Shunzi." It must be that Zhang Zuolin sent them to carry out some task, and as a result, Jin Shunzi betrayed everyone, leading to the current situation

What happens next

A handsome man dressed in a long robe and a traditional Chinese jacket resembles the scholarly figures often seen in movies and television. The only difference from those scholars is that he is holding a gun in his hand, occasionally firing a shot outward.

He looked up and glanced outside, which startled him immediately; outside were some:

Upon hearing these words, Huzi fell noticeably silent, but Zheng Yong's heart skipped a beat

The sun and moon shine brightly, may heaven bless China

Scholar, this is all fate. The director arranged everything so well; it was supposed to be an easy task, just coming over for a visit to bring back the intelligence. That's why he specifically had us bring this little rascal along, who would have thought...

Amidst the sounds of gunfire and explosions, Zheng Yong made an effort to calm his thoughts; he needed to think clearly about what had happened

Demon!