Liang Jian: Lao Li, I'm really not a military expert

Lin Zhenhua had just set a flag when a ding-dong sound suddenly rang in his mind. He quickly stood still and listened carefully.

"On the first day of signing in, you will receive a full set of embroidery needle production technology."

Before Lin Zhenhua could figure it out, he felt a lot of information coming into his mind. He learned all the manufacturing and processing of embroidery needles at once. Could this be the brain-computer interface of the future?

"I'm being invaded by aliens, right? Damn it, I'm so stupid. I'm still thinking about useless things at this time. The real thing is to think of a way to survive!"

"According to what was shown in the TV series, Li Yunlong will soon ask Wang Chengzhu to destroy the headquarters of the Japanese Sakata Corps. I happen to be right above their heads, so will I also be within the attack range? If so, won't my life be in danger?"

Lin Zhenhua thought silently in his heart, fortunately he felt pain all over his body just now, and wanted to lie on the ground for a while to relax, so he didn't make any big noise and was not discovered by the Japanese.

"Damn it, no, no swearing! Oh my god, the sound of gunfire is so scary, it's much louder than the sound of firecrackers during the New Year! I'll see if there's anything I can use. Li Yunlong is not something I can rely on at all, not to mention that I'm carrying the Japanese's clothes. If I get shot, I'll be killed unjustly!"

Just as Lin Zhenhua was about to take off his clothes, he heard a rustling noise from below. He quickly pulled down his pants and pretended to go to the bathroom, but out of nervousness he actually defecated. A foul odor wafted in the wind, and he quickly pinched his nose with his hands.

The three Japanese soldiers who came up to set up the radio antenna smelled a foul odor. Just after they finished setting up the antenna, they looked up and found a guy wearing the same clothes as them shitting on the top of the mountain.

Maybe it was because he was a little nervous on the battlefield, Lin Zhenhua actually had diarrhea, and he farted loudly while doing so. The smell was really sour.

"Baga Yalu! You bastard, you actually shit on the top of the mountain, it stinks! Get out of here quickly, or you'll die!"

At this time, Lin Zhenhua was a little confused. He only understood the curse word "Bageyalu". He guessed that it was not a good thing to say afterwards. Damn it, what the hell were the Japanese screaming about? He didn't know how to answer.

Seeing that Lin Zhenhua didn't move and continued to poop and fart, the three Japanese soldiers below were so angry that they jumped up and down. The leading Japanese soldier couldn't bear it anymore, so he arranged for Fujiwara Kojiro to go up and see. Only by beating up this bastard who was pooping and farting could he get rid of his hatred.

"Jiro, go check on that bastard. He might be a deserter. Who would go to the top of a mountain to take a shit? You must check him carefully to see if he is a Chinese pretending to be one."

Fujiwara Kojiro carried the Type 38 rifle on his back, found a slope with a relatively gentle slope, grabbed the rocks on it with a little force, and climbed to the top of the mountain little by little.

At this time, Lin Zhenhua's head was buzzing, and he was scared to the point of peeing again. He wondered if the Japanese would really find out that he was pretending. More sweat broke out on his forehead. He turned around little by little, looking at Fujiwara Kojiro with a silly grin. Just then, he let out a loud fart, which scared Fujiwara Kojiro so much that he stepped back and fell directly from the top of the mountain, hitting the two people below and knocking them unconscious. Fujiwara Kojiro's head also hit the stone next to him and he fainted as well.

When Lin Zhenhua saw this situation, he almost doubted his life. He just farted and killed three Japanese devils. Who would believe him if he told others about this?

"Damn it, those damned Japanese almost scared me to death just now. I have to run away quickly. This battlefield is too dangerous. I might lose my life if I'm not careful!"

Lin Zhenhua muttered softly. He felt his legs were numb and moved slowly. He didn't expect that his legs were so weak from the shock just now that he could hardly stand up. After two minutes of hesitation, he finally stood up and took care of the three little devils below first, so that he wouldn't be beaten up when they woke up.

Lin Zhenhua bent over and took two steps forward, and he stepped on a protruding stone, which almost made him fall flat on his face. He glanced and saw that he was only ten centimeters away from touching his own poop, which made him vomit out of disgust.

"That was a close call! That was a close call! I almost died just now. I have to keep this to myself and never tell anyone about it. These three little Japanese guys are not pretending to be unconscious. If they tell anyone about this, I will be killed on the spot!"

This small mistake strengthened his determination to kill the three Japanese devils. He quickly got up from the ground, holding on to the rocks and went down the top of the mountain to the high slope little by little.

The three Japanese soldiers were still unconscious. Lin Zhenhua found that he had nothing on his body except the clothes on his body. He bent down and took out the bayonet from Fujino Kojiro's waist and began to point it at Fujino Kojiro's body.

"Damn it, I've only killed chickens. Isn't it difficult for Fat Tiger to kill the devils? I remember hearing on TV that slitting the throat is more reliable than stabbing the heart. Besides, I don't know where the heart is. What if the position is not right and the knife gets stuck, it will delay things!"

Lin Zhenhua put the bayonet on Fujiwara Kojiro's neck, covered his mouth with his hand, and he closed his eyes. He then stabbed his throat with the knife. Fujiwara Kojiro struggled a little and was sent directly back to his hometown.

"Oh, I never thought I was such an expert at killing devils. I can't bear to watch it. It's so scary!"

Lin Zhenhua did not dare to look at the miserable appearance of Fujiwara Kojiro. He once again came to the other two Japanese devils and repeated the previous operation one by one. The three Japanese devils were solved by him cleanly and neatly. Now he just felt his legs a little weak and he sat down on the ground.

"Damn it, I actually killed someone, no one will come to arrest me, right? No, I killed the devils, these beasts deserve to be killed!"

For a moment, Lin Zhenhua seemed to have a problem with his brain, and he was talking to himself incoherently. Suddenly, there was a sudden explosion, which shocked him and cured his hypochondria.

"I am such an idiot. The Japanese set up an antenna here, so there must be a radio station underneath. The radio station must be connected to the headquarters. Maybe there is the Japanese headquarters underneath."

Lin Zhenhua slapped himself twice, and his trance completely disappeared. As a result, he slapped too hard and both sides of his face were swollen.

"Oh, how could I be so stupid to hit myself! If my mother saw this, she would say that I was as dumb as a pig and that I was really her stupid son!"

Lin Zhenhua quickly got up from the ground and gathered the melon grenades carried by the Japanese soldiers in his hands. He had never used this thing before, but had only seen it on TV. He planned to study it to avoid accidentally blowing himself up.

"I remember pulling out the pin on the grenade first and then throwing it out!"

Lin Zhenhua quickly took off the safety of the melon grenade and threw it directly to the Sakata Brigade Headquarters below. He quickly lay on the ground and pressed the dead body of the Japanese soldier on top of him to block the fragments produced by the grenade explosion. He counted in his mind: "Ten, nine, ..., two, one"