Bright Sword: The Flowers of War

Chapter 6 This is War

After saying goodbye to Ma Wenxuan and Wang Dadan's group, Su Yaoyang was at a loss for what to do. He walked around in circles, looking at the devastated streets, his heart filled with confusion.

Just as he was wondering what to do, a rapid whooshing sound suddenly came from the sky. If an experienced veteran heard such a sound, he would definitely lie down on the spot immediately.

However, for Su Yaoyang, who had just transmigrated from the future, this was the first time he had heard such a voice, and for a moment he stood there dumbfounded without any reaction.

"boom……"

Without any warning, a 75mm high-explosive bomb exploded less than five meters away from Su Yaoyang.

The deafening explosion tore through the air like thunder, shaking everything around it. Instantly, a powerful and scorching blast of air swept in, kicking up dust and debris, like a giant hand mercilessly slamming into the ground.

Amidst the swirling dust, thick smoke billowed out, like a heavy, somber curtain enveloping the entire street.

The explosive power of a 75mm high-explosive bomb is no joke. Under normal circumstances, such a close-range explosion would be enough to rupture a person's eardrums. If protective measures are not taken in time, the huge shock wave could also rupture the internal organs of people nearby.

Even more seriously, the shrapnel and fragments produced by the explosion will become deadly weapons. These high-speed flying metal fragments can easily penetrate the human body, causing serious external injuries or even fatal wounds.

Logically speaking, Su Yaoyang, who was only five or six meters away from the explosion point, would have had no chance of survival under such circumstances and would definitely have died.

But whether it was an illusion or not, Su Yaoyang suddenly felt a dark blue halo appear around his body, protecting him from the massive shockwaves, deadly shrapnel, and fragments.

Before he could look again, a sharp pain shot through his head, and he immediately fainted.

Time passed slowly, and after an unknown amount of time, Su Yaoyang finally woke up. After a brief period of confusion, his mind quickly cleared.

"Was I knocked unconscious by the shell? Why do I look completely unharmed?" Su Yaoyang wondered as he checked himself.

He remembered that the shell exploded only a few meters away from him. Logically speaking, an explosion at such close range should have generated a powerful shockwave that would have shattered a person, but he was completely unharmed.

"That's right, that blue light, it was that blue light that saved me." He quickly recalled the blue light that appeared before he lost consciousness, and he knew it must be related to the necklace.

Without thinking, he reached for his neck, and when he touched the slightly cool necklace, his anxious heart calmed down.

As he subconsciously immersed himself in the necklace, he found that his connection with it had deepened considerably, and his mental strength had also been greatly enhanced.

An unfamiliar silver-white panel appeared in my mind, with icons of various sizes listed on it.

Su Yaoyang ignored everything else and directly clicked on the weapons category. It contained all sorts of light and heavy weapons—flying, swimming, and crawling—but unfortunately, many weapons were a cold gray, indicating they couldn't be converted yet. The only weapons that could be converted were light weapons and…

"Huh... these icons are actually lit up."

Su Yaoyang was surprised to find that he could now exchange not only silver dollars and light weapons, but also some anti-armor weapons and even some light artillery.

If his mental energy this morning was likened to a strand of hair, it has now grown to the size of a toothpick.

Don't underestimate this; compared to this morning, it's a qualitative leap.

It would be impossible for Su Yaoyang not to be excited about this discovery. He felt that the sudden increase in his mental strength must be related to the shell and the blue light.

"Could this necklace also have the function of protecting its owner?" Su Yaoyang couldn't help but wonder.

"Should we try again... oops..."

The thought had barely surfaced when he forcibly banished it from his mind. It wasn't like he was tired of living; wouldn't it be better to slowly improve his mental strength and compatibility with the necklace through persistent effort? Dancing on a tightrope all the time could easily lead to disaster.

After composing myself, I looked up at my wrist and was shocked to see that it was already past 3 p.m.

"3:26 AM? I was actually unconscious for that long?"

"Oh no... I've been out for so long, Xiao Lu must be worried sick. I have to go back right away."

Thinking of this, Su Yaoyang turned to walk back, but before he had taken two steps, a whooshing sound suddenly ripped through the sky and entered his ears.

As the saying goes, "once bitten by a snake, twice shy," the scene of being bombed this morning was still vivid in his mind. Upon hearing this whistling sound, Su Yaoyang almost instinctively pounced on the ground.

He had just fallen to the ground when a shell struck a house dozens of meters away.

"boom……"

With a deafening roar, a shell accurately struck a house dozens of meters away, instantly turning the already crumbling building into a scene of utter devastation.

Countless flying rubble traced arcs in the air, mercilessly scattering in all directions like a storm.

Even Su Yaoyang, who was far away, was not spared.

Tiny pebbles and debris rained down on him unexpectedly. Some bounced off with a light touch, while others embedded themselves into his cotton-padded clothes with considerable force. A few sharp pebbles even scratched his skin, leaving long, thin streaks of blood.

He instinctively covered his head with his arms, his body trembling slightly, his eyes filled with fear and trembling.

At this moment, the cruelty and ruthlessness of war were magnified infinitely, and for the first time, he, who had grown up in peace, felt the cruelty of war.

He suddenly realized that he was in the midst of war and could die at any moment.

"We can't stay here any longer. We have to go back quickly and take Xiaolu away from here!"

He struggled to his feet, but before he could run, he heard hurried footsteps behind him, accompanied by screams.

"It's terrible! The Japanese have invaded! Run!"

The sharp sound was accompanied by several crisp gunshots.

"What...the Japanese have invaded?"

Su Yaoyang's heart sank. He turned his head and saw a group of black figures running towards him from a street on his right...

(End of this chapter)