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

After returning to the mountain stronghold, Tang Yantian called a few bandits who stayed behind. It turned out that three of them were disabled people with missing limbs, and two were elderly people in their sixties.

"Come and help, you are in for a treat today!" Tang Yantian ordered. He is the young master, and now he is the biggest man in the village!

"You guys, clean today's wild game and vegetables, cut them into small pieces, and I'll cook them later!" Yin Xinjun ordered.

When they saw that there were vegetables and meat today, they were so happy that they didn't know what to say and hurriedly went to get ready!

Taking advantage of this free time,

Yin Xinjun brought Tang Yantian to the open space outside the mountain village gate.

Take out a throwing knife,

"Let's practice holding the knife first. The so-called 'axe grip' is to hold the knife handle like an axe. Place the knife handle in the palm of your hand near the base of your thumb, bend your four fingers under the knife handle, wrap them around the knife handle, and put your thumb on top."

After practicing the knife-holding posture, Yin Xinjun began to patiently teach how to use the knife. Anyway, it was all based on his own experience.

The two of them practiced for more than an hour without realizing it! Until a bandit came over and reported that everything had been washed!

"Yan Tian, ​​you practice here by yourself first, I have to go back to cook."

"Master, I still have to practice after dinner!"

There is only a small kitchen in the village.

A bandit had already prepared the firewood.

Yin Xinjun first came to the warehouse and saw that there were less than two bags of rice left, one bag of flour left, and two pieces of dried meat!

He couldn't help but shook his head. The food in this mountain village was really too bad.

Although the grain station specifically asked them to save money, Yin Xinjun didn't care. There was more and more food in his space. He directly took out half a bag of rice.

At this time, the fire in the kitchen was already lit.

First I made a big pot of rice.

Today is his first time cooking, and he’ll make sure we’re full!

Take out all kinds of seasonings such as oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, sugar, etc. from the space!

Then I fried a small pheasant stewed with wild mushrooms, a braised wild boar, and a stir-fried ground skin!

Three large hot pot dishes were placed on the table, and Yin Xinjun also took out a bottle of white wine from the virtual space.

Yin Xinjun called a bandit to call Tang Yantian!

Tang Yantian came over and took a look, and was delighted.

Rubbing his hands, he said with a smile,

"Yan Wang, there is still wine to drink today!"

"Those in the warehouse are all out now, so let's drink less, just one bowl of wine each! Don't tell anyone."

A bandit asked curiously,

"Who is the King of Hell?"

Tang Yantian pointed at Yin Xinjun unhappily.

"Of course it's my brother Yin! His nickname is the King of Hell!"

Yin Xinjun smiled guiltily and said quickly,

"He is the Pig Killer King! He specializes in killing wild boars!"

Several bandits burst into laughter.

Yin Xinjun winked at Tang Yantian!

Seven people eat, only four drink.

A clever-looking lame young bandit named Song Qing hurriedly poured a full bowl of wine for Tang Yantian and Yin Xinjun.

After three rounds of drinking,

The lame bandit stood up, held up the bowl to Tang Yantian and Yin Xinjun, and said with a sob,

"Young Master, King of Hell, this is probably the most sumptuous meal I've had in the mountains since I joined the gang!"

Yin Xinjun looked at the table. There were only three large pots of hot dishes. He asked in disbelief,

"Are you kidding?"

This bandit's name is Song Qing.

Tang Yantian sighed, "Yan Wang, Song Qing is not kidding. Our village has always lived a hard life. We don't have any meat dishes. Usually, the most we can eat is some dried meat!"

Song Qing: "So everyone likes to go down the mountain. Although it is dangerous to go down the mountain to smash the kiln, at least you can have a good meal, and if you are lucky, you can also have women to play with!"

Tang Yantian patted the table and said unhappily,

"The current rules in the village don't allow playing with decent women!"

Song Qing quickly picked up the bowl.

"Yes, the young master is right! I will punish myself!"

"Although we are bandits, it is necessary to stockpile some supplies, young master!" Yin Xinjun couldn't help but say.

Tang Yantian shook his head.

"Do you think bandits should eat delicious food and drink spicy drinks every day? That was in the past. We used to have a pretty good life. But after we became enemies with the Japanese, we were attacked by them repeatedly. Our team suffered heavy losses and we had to move our nest twice.

For example, we moved to Black Wind Village in a hurry. This place is safe, but there is no family for dozens of miles around. Where can we get supplies? "

Several bandits nodded and agreed,

"We are all on the edge of a knife, so just eat when you can. Why think so much?

"Well, in fact, after the Japanese invaders came, the bandits' lives became difficult, the common people became poorer, and there were even more bandits in the Northeast!"

"No, it's normal to be a bandit. People go to the mountains only when they are forced to make ends meet!"

"I've heard that these bandits in Northeast China are only doing well on the surface, but they're actually having a hard time now! We can't beat the Japanese. There are police in bigger towns. What should we do if we run into the police? The police have guns now, too. Before we can fire a few shots, the Japanese will send reinforcements in no time!"

"Are you kidding? Do you think the police are easy to beat? That's because you have never fought with the police. My leg was broken by a policeman last time!"

"They can't rob, and they can't beat them. Many bandits have now secretly surrendered to the government and are working for the Japanese!"

"What else can I do if I don't surrender? Winter is coming and I will die!"

Several people were drinking and talking at the same time.

Yin Xinjun shook his head and couldn't help asking, "Then how are we going to spend the winter in our village? I heard that the winter in the Northeast is long and cold!"

"You mean hibernating? They all find their own way! Go to the big family with whom they have good connections, the landlords!"

Song Qing suddenly burst into tears: "This winter, we are doomed because of our disabled legs and feet. We can't go anywhere! If we stay in the mountains, we will be dead. There is no food, and the house is drafty. We will definitely not be able to survive such a cold winter!"

Tang Yantian also sighed, "Alas, my sister and I have no idea where to spend the winter this year, and I can't go back to my hometown now!"

"Why? What's going on?"

"Master, you don't know that in previous winters, my father took us back to our hometown. My hometown is in Tangjiatun, east of Mulan County, and there are many relatives at home. But this year, the Japanese threatened my father that if he didn't surrender, they would go to Tangjiatun to kill people. As a result, my father would rather die than surrender. Later..."

Tang Yantian started to cry loudly as he spoke!

We talked about a lot of heart-wrenching topics, and several people were unhappy. We got drunk and fell asleep early!

Yin Xinjun returned to his room with his rifle on his back. This little bit of wine was nothing to him.

Yin Xinjun lay down in the pit, playing with the rifle, and checking the rifling, he found that it had indeed been smoothed out.

There were four rounds in the chamber.

If you want to survive in this chaotic world, it is not enough to just be good at swordsmanship, you must also be good at shooting. Unfortunately, the gun is too broken and there are too few bullets.

The task assigned by the grain station was an easy task for him, and there was no way he could return these four bullets!

He decided to continue his training in the virtual city. Once his skills improved, he would not be afraid of any situation!

Yin Xinjun was holding a rifle. As soon as he entered the virtual city, he heard an electronic sound in his ear.

"It was detected that the host entered with a weapon. The weapon is being automatically repaired!"

A few seconds later, another electronic sound was heard.

"Ding! The weapon has been repaired! This repair has replaced the barrel and bolt of the Liao Thirteenth Rifle carried by the host!"

Yin Xinjun was overjoyed and hurriedly went to the muzzle of Liao Shisan's gun to take a look. He could see the brand new spiral rifling at a glance!

He hurried to the forest. The wild boar was now quite large.

He loaded a bullet with his rifle, aimed at a wild boar, and fired a shot.

The bullet flew in a straight line, and the pig fell down after the gunshot!

Yin Xinjun continued to retreat, and when he was 100 meters away from the forest, he aimed at a roe deer and fired a shot.

As expected, I failed. I need to practice more.

The virtual city only loads the basic skill points. If you want to improve, you must practice repeatedly to make progress!

Seeing that there were only two bullets left, Yin Xinjun couldn't bear to give it up. He went to his villa, ran to the bed and had a good sleep!

After a good sleep, Yin Xinjun thought about the conversation at the table. Several people mentioned an important piece of information.

This mountain village is uninhabitable in winter for two reasons: food shortage and too cold.

Yin Xinjun thought that if he went down the mountain for a few months this winter, he would be unfamiliar with the place and it would be too dangerous, and he hasn't mastered his skills yet!

No, I must build this nest. I can’t go anywhere in the winter. I have to stay in the mountains!

Since there are difficulties, solve them one by one!

After returning to his villa, Yin Xinjun went to the warehouse again.

What shocked him was that he suddenly noticed that there was one more thing on the shelf, a large box of rifle bullet magazines!

Yin Xinjun ran over and saw that there were 20 magazines, each containing 5 rounds, a total of 100 bullets.

The brand new copper bullets and stainless steel magazines were still shining, and there was a faint smell of gun oil!

He quickly took a magazine and emptied the bullets from the chamber.

I compared them together and found that the specifications are exactly the same.

Yin Xinjun grabbed the magazine and loaded the bullet into the chamber, then ran back to the grassland.

He aimed at a sheep and fired two shots. There were crisp sounds and the sheep fell down!

Yin Xinjun asked excitedly, his voice trembling.

"Secretary, what's the matter with this bullet?"

"If there are weapons brought into the virtual city by their owners, each weapon will be provided with a base number of bullets, which will be automatically refilled every 24 hours! However, these bullets must be actually consumed before they will be automatically refilled!"

Yin Xinjun jumped up in surprise. This function was amazing! Now he no longer had to worry about ammunition supply!

Yin Xinjun hurriedly took more than a dozen magazines and put them in his pockets, then went outside with his rifle and began to practice his shooting skills.

Before I knew it, I had used up all 100 rounds of bullets, and all the bullets given by the granary were also used up!

Yin Xinjun suddenly remembered what Liangtai said, that there were still a few broken guns in the mountain stronghold warehouse. He hurriedly got up and went to the warehouse.

I rummaged through the box in the corner and found a few broken guns, two Hanyang-made, a Liao 13-gun, and a Type 38 rifle.

Several guns were broken and covered with dust, and some even had their wooden stocks broken off.

Yin Xinjun was overjoyed and received all of them directly into the virtual city!

Sure enough, the four rifles were directly given 400 rounds of bullets, 300 rounds of 7.92mm rifle bullets and 100 rounds of 6.5mm rifle bullets!

Now you don't have to worry about ammunition anymore.

Yin Xinjun fired another 200 rounds of bullets! Then he started practicing throwing knives!

After practicing throwing knives for another hour, he discovered a strange phenomenon: the skill of the throwing knives always remained at 8.0 and could not be increased any more!

"Secretary, why is my Hidden Weapon skill point only at 8.0?"

"Master, you need to practice in actual combat. Only by practicing with hidden weapons in actual combat can you further improve your skill points!"

"Actual combat? Do you want me to kill someone?" There was a hint of madness in Yin Xinjun's eyes!

"Without actual combat, the skills can only be practiced up to 8.0 at most. If you want to go further in the later stage, you must go through actual combat. The improvement of actual combat skills will in turn promote the further improvement of the master's overall combat power!"

I see! This is forcing me to come out of retirement in advance!

Yin Xinjun picked up the Type 38 rifle and started shooting wildly again!

Then it’s time to rest and eat, and then long-distance running, swimming training, and fighting training!

Now that I'm leaving the mountain,

Yin Xinjun began to tirelessly carry out various trainings in the virtual city, and then he would rest and eat a lot of meat and fish to supplement various nutrients and proteins!

His only wish now is to upgrade his skill points as quickly as possible, upgrade all that can be upgraded to 8.0, and then go down the mountain for actual combat!

Chunmutun, Liu Family Courtyard,

A rider, exhausted and out of breath, ran to the door, knocked, and handed over a letter!

A moment later, the head of the Liu family compound,

Liu Chunsheng looked at the letter and sneered.

"Humph! Sai Mulan actually wants to come and ruin my place? I think she is really brave!"