Roaming the universe, all thanks to your many dark skills!

"Are you dead? If not, get up! Deserter!"

Rosen was awakened by the muzzle of a gun poking directly at his forehead. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a somewhat familiar face, very much like the Big Black Bull in Running Man. At the same time, a strong smell swept over his nose. Later he realized that it was the so-called smell of gunpowder.

"Everyone come out and move quickly."

"Hurry."

"Clean the battlefield."

"Half followed him, and half followed me. We would shoot any Japanese we saw."

A man with many rifles slung over his shoulders stood at the door and shouted orders, making Rosen's ears buzz.

Suddenly, he felt that the scene in front of him was somewhat familiar, but he didn't know where he had seen it before. He was even more confused as to what was going on? Where was he? How did he appear here inexplicably?

Although he was confused, he still struggled to get up from the ground and walked to the door, ready to get a gun first.

But at this moment, he was pushed hard and almost fell to the ground.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way, the Japanese are coming."

The person who had just pushed Rosen away ran out madly while yelling.

Rosen felt that this scene was more and more familiar. Then he saw the guy who had woken him up with a gun slowly pulled the bolt, raised the gun, and then pulled the trigger.

"Boom."

When the gunshot rang out, blood splattered and the man fell to the ground.

Rosen suddenly woke up with a start. This was a scene from the movie Eight Hundred Miles, and what just happened was absolutely real.

How did I get here?! When Rosen was still at a loss, he saw a prompt message floating into his field of vision.

"Successfully entered the story world of Eight Hundred and opened your novice gift pack."

"Obtained the Dark Skill System. Currently, the conditions for opening it have not been met and it is currently in a waiting state."

"Achieve basic long-range combat level 2: hit nine out of ten shots within 20 meters."

"Obtain basic melee combat level 1: can basically use most cold weapons to fight."

"Get backpack space. Currently there are 10 storage slots, with no upper limit on weight."

"Awakening of A-level talent: Practice makes perfect, passive skill. No matter what skill it is, as long as you practice it countless times, it will shine beyond ordinary brilliance."

I got the system cheat code?! But what kind of system is this?! Is there still a basic law for this time travel?!

Rosen was now completely convinced that his situation was real, which made him feel a little unwell.

"Here, your gun. If you don't want to die like him, then don't even think about running away!" Amidst the shouting, a heavy gun was stuffed into Rosen's hand. The polished wooden body of the gun felt very good in his hand, while the metal parts made Rosen feel the coldness that a weapon should have.

"If you don't want to die, you can only pretend to be dead." Rosen muttered a famous battlefield sentence he had seen somewhere, then took a deep breath, suppressed the chaotic thoughts in his mind, reached out and grabbed the bolt and pulled it hard.

Perhaps it was because he had mastered the basic long-range combat skills at level 2, but Rosen's movements were not at all clumsy like a rookie who had just picked up a gun. Instead, he was so skilled that even he was surprised.

"Practice makes perfect. Gain 1 proficiency point." Rosen was surprised at this moment, and then he was full of anticipation.

Because he believed that as long as practice makes perfect, it would keep working, and as long as he didn't die, he would grow up quickly and have the ability to protect himself and kill all enemies.

"It's actually quite good to think about it. I've always dreamed of playing with guns, and now the opportunity has come. Besides, I always felt that the ending was not satisfactory when I watched the movie. Now if I can make up for some of the shortcomings, wouldn't it be great?"

"Now that we are here, let's make the best of it." Rosen encouraged himself and walked forward with his gun in hand.

The pungent smell of gunpowder and the disgusting smell of my blood became stronger and stronger, and suddenly poured into Rosen's nasal cavity, making him almost vomit.

"Don't miss a single one. Shoot anyone alive. Clean up the battlefield. Collect weapons and equipment. Strengthen fortifications. Be ready to respond to attacks at any time..."

"faster!"

"quick!"

The shouting continued, and Rosen had already walked into the dead bodies on the ground.

The scene before him reminded him of the scene not long after the plot began, when a small group of Japanese troops broke into the Sihang Warehouse and were all killed.

Then he thought of a shocking scene that took place here...

Suddenly, the corpse lying less than two meters in front of Rosen moved suddenly, and was about to get up, shouting loudly.

Oh my god! Rosen felt like he had hit the jackpot at this moment, but he acted before he thought, raising his gun and pulling the trigger without hesitation.

"Boom."

The bullet pierced through the guy's head, blood splattered, and his brain burst. The strong impact made him fall down before he could stand up.

There was a loud explosion immediately afterwards, and flames, fragments, blood, flesh, smoke and dust instantly filled the surroundings.

Rosen was shocked and staggered back several steps, his ears buzzing.

"Kill a wounded Japanese soldier and gain 3 points of merit."

"Well done, what's your name?" someone shouted at Rosen.

He looked in the direction of the voice and saw the man who had just given him the gun. He vaguely remembered that his surname seemed to be Zhu and he was a squad leader.

"Team Leader Zhu, come over here and take a look." Someone suddenly shouted from above.

Before he could finish his words, poison gas bombs emitting yellow smoke flew in amid the sound of shattering glass.

Rosen saw a poison gas bomb rolling straight towards him, so he quickly dodged and rushed towards the window.

There was wind here and the location was high, so the poisonous gas could not spread for the time being. He pulled off the towel from around his neck and threw it on the ground to soak in it.

In order to stay alive, Rosen didn't care about the nausea at all. He tied the wet and hot towel around his face and covered his mouth and nose tightly.

Although he had graduated for many years, he still clearly remembered the dangers of mustard gas that he had learned in high school chemistry. He cursed the Japanese soldiers opposite him for being so cruel and mad, pulled the bolt of the gun, and pulled the trigger at the Japanese soldiers who were firing poison gas bombs outside.

Although the LV2 basic long-range combat enables him to hit the target nine out of ten times when shooting within 20 meters, his accuracy drops suddenly to an outrageous level beyond this distance.

"Bang, bang..." Rosen fired two shots in a row, but not only did he not hit the target, he didn't even touch him.

"Damn it, I don't believe it." Rosen pulled the bolt again, aimed, and fired.

"Boom."

Blood splattered and a Japanese soldier who was firing a poison gas bomb fell to the ground on the spot.

"Kill a Japanese soldier and gain 5 merit points."

Rosen felt an unprecedented sense of satisfaction at this moment. He pulled the bolt again, wanting to kill another Japanese soldier, but found that the magazine was empty.

"Bullets, who has bullets?" Rosen turned and shouted.

"Crash." At this moment, the glass on the window beside him suddenly shattered, and Rosen even felt as if he was gently pulled by someone. When he looked down, he found two holes in his clothes.

If he hadn't turned around just in time, he would have been shot.

At this moment, Rosen felt the danger and cruelty of the battlefield.

There are no heroes here who can hit the target every time and fight against a hundred enemies at the same time. There are only lucky ones who have managed to survive the hail of bullets.

"I hope I'm that one." Rosen murmured in a low voice.