Rebirth: I can easily control the end-of-the-world game

Losing sight is a fatal problem for a pilot flying in the air. The sudden accident caused him to make a wrong decision in panic.

The fighter plane flew crookedly in the air for a distance before crashing straight into the ground. The pilot, who had just wiped off the mud and leaves on his mirror frame, saw the cause of his death clearly. He only had time to shout "No——"

"Bam—"

The plane exploded.

"What's wrong? This bastard—how come he didn't have good eyesight and bumped into a tree?"

"Hey, go, go, go pick up something! Beep—I saw that machine gun he was carrying. Xiu Xiu will definitely be able to use it! This foreign stuff is better than the ones we made ourselves!"

The remaining dozen or so people climbed out of the natural trench, all of them were covered in dust and dirt, but grinning with joy, and ran towards the place where the plane crashed. There was blue smoke rising from there, and it was very easy to find.

The luckiest situation occurred. A smoking and burning plane was hanging on a big tree branch, and the machine gun fell not far away. It was obviously dropped to the ground by the panicked pilot who let go of it. The nimble boy climbed up the branch in a few seconds and quickly searched in the small space.

Those who were a step behind had to stop. Some were impatient and unwilling to accept their own clumsy slowness, so they shouted at the top of their lungs, "You're as smart as a monkey, running so fast! Hurry up, or the iron block will explode a second time!"

The others were not idle either. They quickly picked up the machine guns and bullets on the ground. Even the scattered ones that fell into the grass were spotted by everyone's sharp eyes and picked up one by one.

Some of the people who stayed near the corpses quickly cleaned up the battlefield and buried their companions' bodies in the bomb craters. The long swords and earthen guns that were still usable and in short supply were carefully packed up and used to kill invaders in the future.

It took more than a dozen people half an hour to get everything done. The soil on the ground was very fresh, and one of them had planted a few bright yellow wildflowers on it. Everyone lined up and saluted silently, then quickly turned around and walked into the woods.

A moment of silence for the dead is also a form of rest. After a short rest, the living will continue on their journey.

A dozen dusty-looking people continued to walk in one direction. Some of them were in their teens, some in their twenties, some in their thirties or forties, and there were also skinny old men in their fifties or sixties.

"Hey, that evil wind just now, ugh, it was so timely. The mountain god here is really powerful!"

"Yes, there is a mountain god in my hometown too. My old man said it's very effective. When a large group of Japanese invaders came, they couldn't find our village for seven days. It was all because of the mountain god appearing!"

"Then why did you come out? Wouldn't it be better for you to stay at home?"

"No, our village is small and the villages outside are big. We have to protect it. I heard that there is a new army in Yancheng, so I want to join them to fight the Japanese."

"Yancheng... that's a bit far. Let's go with our captain. He's seen those soldiers and is quite knowledgeable!"

"Yes, it doesn't matter where we fight the devils."

The group gradually walked away. In the boundless lush forest, they quickly blended in here. Maybe they would die on the way, or they might join a team and continue fighting.

But what does that matter? After all, they were originally a group of scattered teams that came together only because of a common wish and moved towards a common goal.

The swaying forest sea stopped shaking at some point. Feng Lan withdrew his gaze and looked at the panel.

[Main Mission - Rescue: Rescue at least 100 people (16/000)]

After confirming that there was no other movement nearby, Feng Lan continued to meditate and practice.

She was still too weak. The spiritual power in this tree body had been exhausted by the strong wind just now. It would take three or four days to accumulate it again before it could recover.

(A warning before writing this copy, because the author himself has never participated in the war, all the references are from the anti-Japanese war drama, and this copy has obvious fantasy elements, so please be gentle if the war details are unscientific and not in place)