Lin Yu's life of traveling through time

At this time, a group of soldiers gathered together to chat and laugh, and miss their hometown together.

When the youngest, Cai Changsheng, talked about his hometown, he thought of the sugar cakes his mother made for him. He took a sip of his saliva and said, "I miss the sugar cakes my mother made."

Lin Yu could no longer hear what the people around him were saying. He just kept mumbling, "Sugar? Sugar... white sugar, potassium nitrate... charcoal... cigarette ash... explosives! Yeah, how could I have forgotten?"

Thinking of Lin Yu, he collected materials and took out all the remaining sugar in the treasure bag. He found a few empty cannon barrels, lit a stove, and began to mix sugar and potassium nitrate into a paste, put it into the empty cannon barrels, and sealed it.

"Hey, Lao Lin, what are you doing here? What are you cooking? Why is there a pot?"

When Lin Yu raised his head, all the soldiers came over and surrounded him.

"What are you doing? Didn't you pick up this empty cannon barrel?"

Lin Yu said directly: "I am making bombs out of sugar. I will make a few more explosive packs later."

"What? A dynamite pack? A bomb?"

"Sugar?"

"you sure?"

"Ouch! You're wasting it! Sugar is a scarce commodity. How can you use it to make explosives?"

The soldiers asked in unison. Lin Yu smiled faintly: "Why would I lie to you? I added something in it, it's no worse than dynamite, it works well. Really..."

"Then let's charge in and test the power. We trust you, you're a cultured person. Fang Peiyuan, you studied abroad too, didn't you? Do you know that sugar can be used to make bombs?"

"I know. White sugar is indeed useful. In fact, it can be used as a strategic material."

"Lin Yu, give me a bomb you made later." Huang Zhongguo walked up to Lin Yu and said.

"Okay!" Lin Yu blinked. This person looked very much like the one in the textbook, except for the first name, but the last name was the same.

Thinking of this, Lin Yu suddenly didn't want to give him the explosives, but he had no reason to refuse. He just thought that he would definitely not let you jump down to block the gun this time. But shouldn't he be from the Sixth Company?

Lin Yu laughed at himself, thinking he was confused. This was a parallel world, and everything was different. Because there was no shortage of supplies in his tunnel warfare, the soldiers didn't have to worry about fighting, breaking through, and defending their positions, as well as daily survival. The deviation satisfied his desire to keep them alive.

"Comrade Lin, this cannon barrel is similar to a blasting barrel. Let me use it. I happen to be a blasting expert."

"Okay, just take it if you need it." Lin Yu recognized him. His surname was Long and he was a warrior from an ethnic minority. The reason he was using a crutch was because his left leg was almost blown off in the last battle. It was also because of Lin Yu that there was a variable. Only his left leg was penetrated by shrapnel, but his leg was still intact.

Lin Yu lowered his head and wiped his eyes. It was great that the person was still there.

Lin Yu's hands moved very quickly, and in a short while he had made more than a dozen explosive packs and six blasting tubes. (Don't dwell on the unreasonable combination.)

He kept one explosive pack and one blasting tube for himself and shared the rest among the soldiers.

The next step is a counterattack, and Lin Yu and the others are just waiting for orders.

Nurse Sun looked at the tunnel, which had suddenly become quiet. Everyone was silently cleaning their guns and checking the grenades they had collected from the enemy. It was all a bit dull.

Captain Zhang saw that this wasn't going to work. "Nurse Sun, please sing a song for us. We'll be on the battlefield soon... just think of it as a morale booster."

"Then I will sing about my motherland. I hope we can all return home safely and defeat the enemy as soon as possible."

"it is good!"

The soldiers raised their heads and applauded. It was a rare opportunity to hear a song from their hometown on the battlefield.

"A big river with wide waves..."

Lin Yu was stunned as soon as he heard one line. He didn't expect that there was such a song in this world, and he didn't expect that he would hear it in this place at this time. He couldn't help but hum along, and his eyes instantly turned red.

"To open up new horizons

Awakened the sleeping mountain

让 那 河流 了 模样

这 是 英雄 的 祖国

is where i grew up

在 这 片 古老 土地 上

到处 都 有 的 力量

Good mountain, good water, good place

All roads are wide

朋友 来 了 好 酒

若 是 那 豺 来 了

It was met with shotguns.”

(I admit I'm overthinking the word count.)

The soldiers around him also slowly followed and hummed softly. It was like a kind of power that instantly lifted people's spirits.

"Captain Zhang, the regiment commander is here." The signalman came in and said.

Captain Zhang straightened his hat and followed the signalman out: "Captain Kong."

"Come on, let's go over there. This is a counterattack. It's remarkable that you can hold out for so long. However, we have gathered the captains of several companies together to redeploy them."

The nine company commanders listened attentively. Commander Kong took a puff of his cigarette and said, "To avoid the confusion caused by the multiple organizational units, I plan to have the nine companies of the 91st Regiment adopt a 'rotational' approach. Each company, regardless of casualties, will fight for only one day before withdrawing to rest. The company commanders will remain behind to serve as advisors to the next company commander."

The company commanders immediately understood the significance of this arrangement. They looked at each other, stood at attention, and saluted, "Yes, Commander."

At 4:00 p.m. one day, the Han army finally captured position No. 10.

"Eighth Company, retake position number ten."

Lin Yu and a dozen soldiers rushed towards the No. 10 position amid the bombardment of artillery shells. With Lin Yu's unremitting drawing of runes, most of the grenades were blessed with runes. Then, with a burst of grenade throwing, the Han army was defeated and retreated, and the No. 10 position was recaptured.

"Grenades are really useful in this situation."

"Lin Yu, help me, Fu Xinmin is injured."

"Here I am, here I am. Let me take a look. It's okay, nothing serious. The bullet went through without leaving any shrapnel. I'll treat it and bandage it up and it will be fine. Is there anyone else injured?"

"Here, Lin Yu, Aiguo seems to have been hit in the chest."

Lin Yu hurried over, but unfortunately the person was still dead. Lin Yu sighed and shook his head. He didn't know what this was.

"There's no time. They're here again, ready to fight."

Lin Yu and his men had no time to feel sad and quickly joined the battle again. This made Lin Yu very angry. He was reluctant to take out the explosives or something like that for the time being, so he simply tried the Siming shovel. He swung it with all his strength but failed, and several enemies in the front were cut in half.

With a dull thud, Lin Yu stood in front, holding a shovel. He took a deep breath, raised the shovel, and rushed forward, not caring whether the bullets would hurt him or not. He rushed forward and chopped and killed fiercely. After a few consecutive blows, a large number of them were killed, and the enemy retreated again.

“Huh…huh…it’s so heavy!”

"Lao Lin, are you still able to move? Come back quickly, let's build some fortifications first."

"I'm here. Are you guys okay?"

"No, you single-handedly defeated all those in front of them. You're just patriotic... Hey!"

"Let's avenge him.

At this time, the Eighth Company sent a three-person combat team to reinforce.

When Lin Yu saw that the people were Huang Zhongguo, Zhu Heping and Wang Xincheng, he was afraid that some of them would try to block the muzzle of a gun and die together with the enemy. He suddenly felt a little anxious.