Traveling through 1937, I came to fight against the Kwantung Army

The funeral ceremony is over.

Sai Mulan knelt in front of the tombstone.

Her tears have dried up.

Although I don't want to accept this cruel reality,

But her father had left her forever. In her memory, the man with a tall stature, great ambition, and who had taught her riding, archery, and martial arts since she was a child would never come back! Her idol and patron would never give her any support again!

From then on, she had to rely on herself to fulfill her father's last wish to fight against the Japanese!

The sad scene reappeared before my eyes.

That morning, my father went out with a few brothers to do some work, but in the evening he rode back alone, holding his stomach, his clothes stained with blood.

The father endured the pain and called Sai Mulan and several key members of the village together, and told them two things:

The first thing is that I hope that after his death, all the brothers will unite as one! Seriously nominate a virtuous and virtuous person to be the leader! Continue to fight the Japanese devils to the end!

The second thing was to reveal his killer, the Japanese garrison in Mulan County.

Finally, he specifically asked Sai Mulan to take her underage brother and endure the humiliation and wait until they become strong enough to take revenge!

After saying this, Tang Xiande passed away!

This mountain stronghold was originally full of cliques and factions, and no one was willing to submit to the other. When Tang Xiande was around, he was able to control the situation.

But after Tang Xiande died, a group of bandits quarreled for three days over who would be the leader!

In the end, several of their father’s old brothers unanimously nominated Sai Mulan to continue to be the boss, and this settled the dispute!

Since my father passed away,

Sai Mulan was heartbroken, depressed, and had no ambition to make progress. She could not get out of the shadow of her father's departure for a long time.

Since then, the morale of the bandits in the mountain stronghold has been low, and some bandits have even left the team.

Several old brothers saw this and were extremely anxious. They all advised her to seriously revitalize the team and lead everyone to run the business well!

Sai Mulan knelt in front of her father's tombstone and vowed secretly that from now on, she would cheer up, focus her main energy on fighting the Japanese invaders, and do her best to fulfill her father's last wish!

After today, she must get out of the pain. Now there are only two words filling her heart: revenge!

Yin Xinjun felt like he had a very long dream.

Until he was half asleep, he seemed to hear a pleasant electronic sound.

"The virtual city has completed initialization and is currently restarting. The progress is 100%. Please open your eyes, host!"

Enduring waves of severe headaches, he opened his eyes, but before he could see the scene clearly, the dazzling sunlight made him close his eyes quickly again.

But at that moment, he felt as if foreign objects were constantly hitting his body!

Yin Xinjun gasped for breath, covered his brows with his hands, and forced himself to open his eyes again. His eyes narrowed into slits, and he finally saw clearly the environment he was in!

This time, he was immediately shocked.

What was going on? When he opened his eyes, he saw a sturdy man with a beard, wearing white mourning clothes, waving a shovel and pouring dirt on him!

In the distance, there were bursts of firecrackers.

Yin Xinjun looked around again and found that he was actually lying in a pit. His body was covered with a layer of loose soil, and there were actually two people shoveling the soil, and their speed was quite fast!

Fortunately, he woke up at the right time. If he had woken up a few minutes later, he would not have been able to see the sunrise today!

Yin Xinjun's mind went blank. Hadn't he just been crossing the road and got hit by a dump truck?

How did he get buried? Did the driver see that he was beyond saving? Even if he was beyond saving, he couldn't just dig a hole and bury himself, right?

After all, there are so many people on the streets. Are people nowadays so brave?

Something is wrong. What is going on?

Even if you are dead, you should be lying in a furnace. After all, burial has been abolished long ago!

Yin Xinjun felt pain all over his body and had no strength left. He slowly raised his hand.

"Please, I think I can still be saved. What are you doing? Why am I lying here?"

The two bandits who were burying a person were so frightened that they dropped their shovels and ran away, shouting as they ran.

"It's a zombie! It's a zombie! It's a zombie!"

Hearing the scream, Yin Xinjun was so frightened that he almost woke up. It turned out that he was indeed dead? ? ?

He hurriedly supported himself with his hands and tried to climb out of the pit!

In front of the tombstone,

Everyone turned around and looked.

A burly man with a face full of flesh heard the two people shouting and showed an impatient look.

"What happened, Maotou?"

"Second in command, the corpse we encountered on the road just now has revived!"

"What a mess! Shuixiang, take two people to tie up the fake corpse and sacrifice it to my eldest brother!"

Due to their large numbers, the Northeastern bandits have formed a strict organizational structure. In addition to the leader, there are also four other members inside and outside the organization!

The four inner beams are the cannon head, the grain platform, the water incense, and the stack turner. The four outer beams are the rice seedling room owner, the flower tongue, the thousand inserter, and the calligrapher.

Shuixiang is the leader in charge of safety and security in the team. If it were today, he would be the head of the security department!

After shaking off the dirt on his body, Yin Xinjun managed to sit up and lean against the edge of the pit.

His body was still a little sore and weak, but he was slowly starting to recover.

His brain was constantly thinking, and in order to verify whether he was dreaming or not, he pinched his arms, thighs and cheeks!

It’s confirmed that it’s not a dream, but where are my cell phone and ID card?

The clothes I was wearing had a dozen holes in them, but I could still see the yellow-green pattern on them.

These clothes are definitely not his own. When I was a tour guide, I wore casual sweatshirts or the unit’s uniform blue suit!

"Oh my god, what the hell is going on? Did I travel through time? Where is this place? What era is this?"

As I was daydreaming, a deep voice sounded in my ears.

"Mushroom, where are you from? How much is it?" (Bandit slang: Who are you? Where are you going?)

Yin Xinjun looked up hurriedly and saw a man about 40 years old, short in stature, with a pointed face and a monkey-like appearance, holding a pistol in his hand, looking at him viciously!

This person is Shuixiang from the team, and her name is Song Jiaan!

Yin Xinjun stared blankly at the gun in Song Jiaan's hand. He actually recognized it. There was also one in the West Route Army Memorial Hall. It was commonly known as "Juebazi", a handmade gun that could only fire one bullet at a time.

As for his question, Yin Xinjun thought about it and shook his head.

"What the hell are you talking about? Are you guys filming a movie?"

He remembered some things from Song Jiaan's familiar questions. These questions were similar to the lines in the movie "Lin Hai Xue Yuan" and were the jargon of bandits!

It seems like he is asking about his own origins!

Then, combined with the other people's big mouthfuls of scum, he made a preliminary judgment in his mind.

If it weren't for the film,

This should be the Northeast, he encountered bandits!

It is possible that I have really traveled through time!

Unexpectedly, he traveled to the Northeast. What made Yin Xinjun depressed was that he actually encountered Northeastern bandits.

I heard that there are a lot of bandits in the Northeast, and they are particularly cruel, ruthless, and kill people like crazy.

Thinking of this, Yin Xinjun's scalp felt tingling!

Song Jiaan waved his hand.

Yin Xinjun did not dare to neglect it.

He quickly climbed out of the pit, walked to Song Jiaan, smiled, and his mouth was as wet as a ladle!

He is cautious and timid by nature, especially now that the situation is unclear, Yin Xinjun has a strong desire to survive!

Before he could stand firm, a slap hit his face.

Song Jiaan cursed in disgust.

"What a mess! Why are you pretending to be such a coward? Today we are sending big brother off for the last time, so we can sacrifice you to him!"

Song Jiaan waved his hand, and two little bandits immediately rushed over, twisting Yin Xinjun's arms on the left and right!

Yin Xinjun's face turned pale. No way.

Come here by yourself,

Life has just begun.

Is it the end?

Yin Xinjun cried out that he was unlucky and that he was probably the unluckiest time traveler in history!