Movie Variety Show: Starting from a New World

"Company commander, our troops are coming!" a soldier shouted excitedly.

Zhao Cheng and Captain Feng looked back and saw that the main force of the regiment was rushing out of the woods from the rear, passing the position of the Seventh Company and rushing towards the camp of the First Cavalry Division.

"They're finally here!" Zhao Cheng felt relieved when he saw the large army finally arrived.

"Company Commander, let's take a rest!" Zhao Cheng and Company Commander Feng supported each other and sat in the trench, both with wry smiles on their faces.

In this battle, the Seventh Company suffered heavy casualties and was about to be broken through by the Da Piaoliang troops in their blocking position, but they were defeated by their teammates.

The troops of the South Korean First Division came from behind and disrupted their own formation, giving the Seventh Company time to catch their breath. In addition, Zhao Cheng suggested that everyone change to big and beautiful weapons as soon as possible, which greatly increased the firepower density. Otherwise, the casualties of the Seventh Company would be even greater!

"Zhao Cheng, please sit down quickly! Let me see your wound!" Captain Feng asked Zhao Cheng to sit down quickly.

"It's okay, Captain. It's just a minor injury. I was just bitten by shrapnel!" Zhao Cheng said indifferently.

"Stop messing around and let me see it!" Captain Feng said a little angrily.

If it weren't for Zhao Cheng, he would have been dead. A mortar shell exploded next to the two of them. Zhao Cheng quickly grabbed Captain Feng and pinned him down. Captain Feng was fine, but Zhao Cheng was hit!

"Don't worry about me, Captain. These are just minor issues. Can't you see I'm fine? You should go check on the soldiers! Our Seventh Company has suffered too many casualties this time.

Zhao Cheng was terrified. The troops of the beautiful First Cavalry Division had fought tooth and nail to avoid being surrounded. Even battalion and company-level officers had begun charging, and with so much heavy firepower, the Seventh Company was so small and its firepower density was so low that they nearly let themselves escape several times.

If Zhao Cheng hadn't been there to put out the fire, the Seventh Company probably wouldn't have been able to surround this group of enemies.

Zhao Cheng watched as Captain Feng went to gather the troops and check on the wounded. He didn't see this side and quickly undressed.

When he was rescuing the company commander just now, Zhao Cheng clearly felt that a high-speed flying shrapnel had cut a big gash in his chest. Why didn't he feel anything now?

Zhao Cheng looked at the neatly cut hole on his coat and felt a little scared. The shrapnel must have come from the side. If it had hit the front, it would have made a hole in his body.

Continuing to look inside, Zhao Cheng found that he was indeed injured, because there was a faint trace of blood on the surface of his skin, but it was not obvious. There was only a wound on the right side of his chest, which disappeared in the middle.

Could it be that my body has an automatic recovery function? Why didn't I realize it before?

"Oh, how come such a big jade token of mine is missing?" Zhao Cheng finally found something wrong.

It turned out that the jade pendant hanging on his chest that he had stolen from Liu Rusi's house was gone.

Zhao Cheng quickly searched his body but found nothing. He took off the red string and saw that the knot he had tied was still there. Was the jade token lost?

Zhao Cheng opened his clothes and looked at his chest. There was only a faint mark left where the jade token had been. Zhao Cheng rubbed it with his hands, but the color had not faded and it was still there!

"What does this mean? The jade token melted into my skin?" Zhao Cheng was completely confused. What happened to him? I was hit by shrapnel, but I'm fine, just a small cut. But could that shrapnel have taken my jade token with it? What about this mark on my chest? And when did my body develop the ability to automatically heal?

Suddenly, Zhao Cheng found that the scene before his eyes had changed. He had walked from the battlefield directly to a mud and thatched house! Zhao Cheng was startled, but looking at the dark surroundings, there was only a mud house, a single room. Zhao Cheng curiously pushed the door and walked in.

The small room was empty except for a small cushion on the floor and a low table. On the table was a jade slip.

Zhao Cheng walked over curiously and picked up the jade slip. The jade slip turned into a stream of light and flew into Zhao Cheng's head.

Zhao Cheng was shocked, and his vision returned to the battlefield.

Seeing that no one was paying attention, Zhao Cheng picked up the submachine gun next to him and with a thought, the submachine gun disappeared.

"Haha, this is fun!" Zhao Cheng thought happily as he looked at the submachine gun that reappeared in his hand.

It turned out that this jade token was a small world passed down by an ancient cultivator, only a few square kilometers in size. However, because the cultivator did not recognize the master after his accidental death, the small world was collapsing step by step. If Zhao Cheng had not recognized the master by chance this time, the shrapnel would have scratched Zhao Cheng's body and then cut the jade pendant, causing Zhao Cheng's blood to enter the jade token. It is estimated that in a few decades, this small world would have collapsed directly.

However, even if Zhao Cheng succeeded in making the jade token recognize its master, he could not stop the small world from continuing to collapse. It would just slow down the time. According to the records in the small world, this small world would completely disappear in about a hundred years.

Because Zhao Cheng didn't know how to practice martial arts, and there was no spiritual energy for the small world to absorb, so there was nothing he could do.

"Hehe, that's fine. I'll just treat it as a small space. There's still the size of a mud and thatched house left, and there's a small open space at the door, which is more than 50 square meters and can hold a lot of things! It seems like I have to collect some good stuff when I come to the battlefield this time!" Zhao Cheng thought secretly in his heart.

Zhao Cheng put on his clothes again, picked up his gun and walked towards the company commander.

"Company commander, what are the casualties like? Can we continue the attack?" Zhao Cheng walked up to the company commander and said.

"There's nothing we can do. We are the only ones in our Seventh Company who can move. The rest will either be injured or killed." Captain Feng felt a pang in his heart, but he still answered Zhao Cheng.

Zhao Cheng looked at the less than twenty people surrounding Captain Feng, and only he and the captain were intact, while the rest were basically lightly wounded.

"Alas, there's nothing we can do. We've already arrived here!" Zhao Cheng looked at the remaining soldiers around him with red eyes.

"But the good thing is that our casualties were not too many, most of them were wounded and sick! When has our Seventh Company ever suffered such a big loss? This beautiful army is really a piece of shit. If you can't beat them, just call for air bombing! Back then, the Japs bombarded the infantry with artillery and then charged, but these beautiful ones bombarded the tanks with planes and then charged! Damn it!" Captain Feng was helpless. The equipment gap was too big, and there were too many of these beautiful planes.

"Don't worry, Captain. He is only bullying us now because we are poor. After we finish the war and develop, he will take revenge on us sooner or later!" Zhao Cheng comforted.