there is a butterfly in my mind

When Zhuang Xian opened his eyes again, he was already in the dream world, and just now Zhuang Xian had merged his own memory.

"It's a little unlucky this time. Although I traveled to the Anti-Japanese War period, my location seems to be a bit wrong!" Zhuang Xian felt a little headache. Zhuang Xian didn't really mind traveling to the Anti-Japanese War period, but now his identity is very embarrassing. It's not because he is a soldier of the national army, but because his army has just experienced a defeat.

The owner of this body is also called Zhuang Xian, which is good, to prevent Zhuang Xian from being unaccustomed to the two names like in the previous world.In the world of Fist of Fist, at the beginning of the past, when others were called Huo Tingen, Zhuang Xian didn't know that others called him, and it took him a long time to realize it. Now it's fine, and there is no need to change his name in this world.

The physical fitness of this body is very good, comparable to when Zhuang Xian left the world of Fist of Fist. I don't know if it was because he was already so strong, or because of the physical fitness brought by Zhuang Xian through time travel.Zhuang Xian estimated that he should have brought it through time travel. If the previous owner of the body was so powerful, he shouldn't have been captured.

"I don't know where I am now?" Zhuang Xian thought, after being captured by the Japanese army, Zhuang Xian was sent to this concentration camp together with many soldiers of the national army who were also captured. He has been there for three days, and he is in the cell all day, unable to go anywhere else.

Zhuang Xian didn't eat much in the past three days, he only had one meal a day, and a lot of food was rotten, so Zhuang Xian is very hungry now, but he still can't bear it. The most important thing now is to find a way to escape, and at the same time figure out which world he is in now.

The next day, Zhuang Xian and his group of national army prisoners were driven out of the cell by a group of Japanese soldiers. Everyone who had barely eaten walked weakly and came to a yard.

The yard is very large, it is said to be a yard, but it is more like a training ground, surrounded by high walls surrounded by a circle of power grids, Japanese soldiers with guns standing everywhere, and a heavy machine gun on the observation platform.

In front of the national army, stood a row of Japanese soldiers.Different from the Japanese soldiers that Zhuang Xian saw during the battle, they were obviously different from ordinary Japanese soldiers, wearing multi-functional combat vests and holding unknown submachine guns.The steel helmet on the top of the head is also different from ordinary Japanese soldiers, all wrapped in black matte leather.He also wore special boots similar to those Zhuang Xian had seen in modern TV dramas.

Zhuang Xian was thinking about how to rush out from here. Judging from the current situation, the guards here are still very strict, but it is not without loopholes in defense. It is just that relying on Zhuang Xian's strength alone, it is still too reluctant to rush out.

Although his physical fitness is very strong, it doesn't mean that he can block the gun. It can be said that with Zhuang Xian's physical fitness, if the bullet hits the fatal part, he will still die.

Just when Zhuang Xian was thinking about how to break through, a Japanese officer came out and spoke in squeaky Japanese.Well, Zhuang Xian doesn't understand Japanese, so he doesn't know what the other party is talking about. Fortunately, there is an interpreter. The interpreter next to him said: "Chinese prisoners of war, now the imperial army is giving you a chance to survive. You can attack an unarmed Japanese soldier at the same time in groups of three, holding short knives. If you kill him, you can be released immediately. It depends on whether you Chinese soldiers have the courage. Does anyone dare to stand up?!"

"Damn, isn't this the scene that happened in Bright Sword? I came to the world of Bright Sword?!" Zhuang Xian, who had already remembered this scene, thought in surprise after hearing what the Japanese devil officer said.As Liangjian, which is very famous in modern society and has been replayed countless times, it is impossible for Zhuang Xian to say that he is not familiar with it. "If this is the world of Liangjian, then Wei Dayong and Monk Wei should be here too. It seems that I will join hands and rush out with him." While thinking, Zhuang Xian looked around, and finally found Wei Monk in the crowd. With his rebellious expression and strong and burly figure, he couldn't be ignored.

Zhuang Xian didn't answer, he was waiting for Monk Wei to make a move, he was going to take the opportunity to make a move after Monk Wei attracted attention, and then try to take Monk Wei out.

"Damn it, I'm willing to make a move. Is there anyone willing to join us?" A soldier of the national army said angrily.

"Count me in, it seems that this kid has two tricks, I'm afraid he is a master?" The national army soldier next to him responded.

"Forget me, I'm going to die anyway, why not do something to him, if you're lucky, you'll be fine, if you're unlucky, you'll be unlucky." A soldier behind them also responded.

"If the three of us are unlucky, we can go on the road together, so we can have someone to take care of us on the road." The soldier of the national army who spoke at the beginning said, "Let's go!"

"go!"

After speaking, the three of them walked to the front.

Then before the three of them were ready, I saw that the Japanese devil officer just waved his hand, and a Japanese special soldier leaped out, and kicked the first national soldier who came out with a flying kick, directly kicking him to death with huge force.

Then one turned over and swept his legs, swept the other national soldier down, and stepped on his chest hard, and then the national soldier also vomited blood and died.

There was only the last one left. He rushed forward and threw a punch, but unfortunately he was blocked by the Japanese soldiers, and then he punched out with a backhand, followed by an elbow, and kicked him in the knee.The soldiers of the national army who lost their balance fell in response, and the Japanese soldiers, who were in control, lifted their legs and pressed on his neck again, directly breaking his neck with force.

In less than a minute, three national soldiers were killed by this Japanese soldier.

"Damn it, sure enough, the Japanese devils just don't keep their promises. They agreed to give them short knives, but they did it right away." Zhuang Xian cursed in his heart.

The Japanese soldier who had just killed three Chinese soldiers stood up again complacently, and at the same time twisted the joints of his neck in a triumphant manner, which made Zhuang Xianhen have no choice but to directly go up and kill him with Sanqi 21.

After thinking about it, Zhuang Xian still held back, although he could easily kill him, but after killing him, if he could not rush out and was killed by bullets instead, then Zhuang Xian would go on a day trip with his sword, and leave this world without even seeing the protagonist group, Zhuang Xian would not be reconciled to anything.

Several Japanese soldiers stepped forward and dragged the three fallen people away.Seeing the three compatriots being dragged away like garbage, most of the national army soldiers were afraid that they would be next, and they all bowed their heads and dared not speak.

"Are you still soldiers?" The former Japanese militarism began to mock. "I don't think so. You are a flock of sheep, a flock of sheep waiting to be slaughtered. You would rather die silently than risk your life. People without blood are not worthy of being soldiers."

"I'm coming!" A voice said loudly, "I'll try." After speaking, he pushed the two soldiers in front of him away and walked out.

"Okay, I finally have one. Is there any more? I need three."

"No need." Monk Wei said contemptuously, "I like one-on-one!"

"One on one, are you despising the kung fu of our Japanese soldiers?"

"The three-legged cat's kung fu is really not that good!" Monk Wei said while rolling up his sleeves, his tone full of disdain.

"Mr. Sangan, you can start now."

"Slow down, you let him go to the side, you come!" Wei Monk said, his tone was full of contempt for the Japanese soldiers who were about to come up to fight.

"Me, fight me?" The Japanese officer asked uncertainly, his tone seemed to say that you want to die quickly?
"Why, dare not?!" Monk Wei said aggressively.

"Okay, I accept your challenge. You can use a short knife." The Japanese officer who was irritated by Monk Wei stopped laughing and said in a serious tone.

"Little devil, save your knife for slaughtering sheep." Monk Wei said with a look of contempt, "You shoot first." After speaking, he raised his finger and pointed at the Japanese sergeant.

"Okay!" The Japanese sergeant, who was completely enraged, handed his command knife to the soldier next to him for safekeeping, clenched his fists and walked in front of Monk Wei.

Just when everyone was focusing on the two people in front, Zhuang Xian had quietly moved to the vicinity of a Japanese soldier, waiting for Monk Wei to make a move before making the move himself.

The two people in the middle of the field faced each other silently, and neither of them made a move first. At this moment, a strong wind suddenly blew up on the field, and the leaves and dust on the ground were blown up. Monk Wei, who happened to be standing facing the wind, was a little blinded by the blown dust.

While Monk Wei was blinded by the wind and sand, the Japanese officer made a move and punched Monk Wei on the forehead, but Monk Wei was so easy to be hit. He first avoided the opponent's attack, then raised his hand to grab the opponent's arm, and twisted it, trying to take him down.

The Japanese officer was quite capable, so he turned sideways and got rid of Monk Wei's restraint, then turned around and punched Monk Wei directly in the face.

Monk Wei dodged in time. Although he was brushed on the cheek by the opponent, he didn't suffer any injuries. Seeing the opponent raise his leg to sweep, Monk Wei also raised his leg to respond. Taking advantage of his long legs, he directly hit the opponent's chest and kicked him away.

"Little devil, your leg skills are not bad, did you learn from your teacher's wife?" Monk Wei laughed.

The devil officer who was hit hard got up, unwilling to be reconciled, he whipped his legs again and attacked. Wei Monk also whipped his legs in response. He dodged the opponent's attack the second time, grabbed the devil officer's foot, turned over and pulled sideways, then raised his foot and hit the opponent's face directly, kicking him to the ground again.The devil officer who was hit hard on the head raised his head with difficulty, and was still lying on the ground for a few seconds, unable to stand up again.

Monk Wei jumped up and hit the opponent's neck with his elbow, killing the devil officer.

Seeing Monk Wei kill his officer, several devil soldiers retreated in surprise. Monk Wei took out the pistol of the dead devil officer without waiting for them to react, raised his hand and started shooting, killing another devil soldier.

And when Monk Wei killed the devil officer, Zhuang Xian also grabbed the [-] cover of the devil next to him, stabbed him to death with a single knife, and then killed the devil soldier next to him, one by one, and began to move quickly towards the gate of the courtyard.

The other brothers of the national army also reacted, and began to fight back with their guns at the devil soldiers around them.

At this time, the submachine gun in the devil's hand and the heavy machine gun on the high wall began to shoot, shooting and killing the counterattacking Chinese soldiers.Zhuang Xian dodged a large number of bullets and rushed out of the courtyard first, followed by Monk Wei.

The two looked at each other without saying much, and ran towards the mountain together.Fortunately, probably because of the need for secrecy of the Japanese army, the location of this training camp is relatively remote.After Zhuang Xian and Monk Wei escaped from the compound, they ran into the nearby mountain road.

However, just because two people ran out didn't mean they were safe. More than a dozen devil soldiers chased after them, shooting while chasing.

Zhuang Xian and Monk Wei were also walking close to the cliff on the side of the mountain road, avoiding the bullets fired by the devils while running. Both of them were tall and big, and they both had backgrounds in martial arts. With their strength, they would have been able to throw off the devil soldiers behind them, but they hadn't eaten much for three days, and the operation just escaped from the training camp almost exhausted their strength.

"Huh..." Zhuang Xian panted continuously, "Brother, it's not good to go on like this. Sooner or later, the devil will catch up."

"Huh..." Monk Wei also panted, "We need to find a chance to see if we can kill the devils behind, otherwise we will be like prey hunted by hungry wolves, and will be consumed to death in the end."

There was a turning point just ahead, Zhuang Xian and Monk Wei stepped forward and then leaned over to dodge. Zhuang Xian picked up the [-] cap in his hand, turned around and shot at the devils behind.

"Hey, brother, watch me shoot the devil in the head." Zhuang Xian said confidently. Zhuang Xian can't shoot, but this body was originally a hunter, a well-known sharpshooter in ten miles and eight villages. Later, because his hometown was destroyed by devils, he joined the national army for revenge.

"Crack..." According to the shooting method in memory, Zhuang Xian fired confidently, but as a result...it flew away as expected.

The ghosts who followed were taken aback. They didn't expect that the two seemingly defenseless national troops would dare to fight back. The defenseless ghost soldiers quickly fell down, but then found that no one was injured, so they got up again and continued to chase after them.

"The body has no strength..." Zhuang Xian looked at the bullets flying to nowhere, and said to Monk Wei with a dry smile.

"Brother, look at me." After Monk Wei finished speaking, he raised the pistol he snatched from the little devil, raised his hand to shoot, and there was a bang...

Not surprisingly, the bullets also flew!Monk Wei also laughed dryly: "The effective hit distance of the pistol is too short, so it missed..."

Seeing the ghosts gradually catching up, Zhuang Xian said: "Keep running, this place is not suitable for ambush." ​​After speaking, he took the lead and continued to run forward.

The two ran forward while looking for an opportunity to turn around and shoot. When Zhuang Xian shot the fourth shot, he finally found a little feeling. He hit a devil, and then the fifth shot hit another devil.

It's a pity that he just felt like shooting, but the bullets ran out, and now only the light gun was left. In order to reduce the weight, Zhuang Xian took off the bayonet and threw the gun away.

At this time, the two had been running for almost two hours, their bodies were in the limit state, and they supported each other to run forward.However, the devils behind them were not much better. Out of the original dozen or so devil soldiers, only three were left behind Zhuang Xian and the others, and the [-] caps in their hands had also become crutches. Seeing Zhuang Xian, they stopped again and quickly raised their guns to shoot.

"Brother, come on... come on! This group of... devils... have been... dragged down by... us..." Zhuang Xian supported Monk Wei, panting heavily, and said intermittently, "Run with... us..., look at me... I won't run to kill you..."

"Brother, you... run by yourself, I... I... I really can't run anymore." After finishing speaking, Monk Wei fell into a coma, and Zhuang Xian had no strength himself, so he was supported by his will, and now he was directly brought down by Monk Wei who fainted.

Pulling Monk Wei off his body with difficulty, Zhuang Xian lay on the ground panting heavily, his exhausted body made him feel that it was good to lie quietly on the ground like this.

At this time, not far in front of them, there were several gunshots.Zhuang Xian raised his head with difficulty, and found that one of the devils following them was killed by a sudden bullet, and the other two also turned and ran away.

"Have you been rescued at this time?" Zhuang Xian thought to himself.

Suddenly the sound of footsteps woke Zhuang Xian up, but he had no strength and slowly got up relying on the remaining willpower.

Looking at the familiar gray cloth military uniform and the "Eight Routes" armband sewn on his shoulders, Zhuang Xian was relieved and passed out.

When Zhuang Xian woke up again, he and Monk Wei were leaning against the haystack, each covered with a quilt, which was obviously from the Eighth Route Army soldiers beside him.

The soldiers of the Eighth Route Army nearby saw Zhuang Xian waking up, and hurriedly reported to a person not far away: "Political commissar! One of the national army soldiers has woken up."

Zhuang Xian saw a man in a gray military uniform coming over, and said to Zhuang Xian, "Little brother, are you awake, are you okay?" The clear and kind smile made Zhuang Xian feel very clear, and there was no hostility because Zhuang Xian was wearing national army clothes.

"Sir, hello!" Zhuang Xian hurriedly stood up and saluted the military. Whether it was the contribution made by the other party to the liberation of the Chinese people, or the character of Zhao Gang in the TV series, and the rescue of him and Monk Wei, all of them were worthy of Zhuang Xian's military salute.

Zhao Gang also returned a military salute, and then said with a smile: "Don't be nervous, are you all right?"

"It's okay, Chief of the Eighth Route Army." Zhuang Xian said as he was called in the TV series, "Is there any food, I haven't eaten for three days." Zhuang Xian said embarrassedly.

"Xiao Wang, bring our dry rations and distribute them to this brother of the national army." Zhao Gang said to a soldier next to him.

"Yes, political commissar." The soldier Xiao Wang took out the dry food in his backpack and distributed some to Zhuang Xian.

"Eat slowly, don't worry, there are still a lot, do you want some water?" Looking at Zhuang Xian who was devouring, Zhao Gang asked with concern like a big brother.

After listening to Zhao Gang's words, Zhuang Xian really felt that he was too embarrassed to gobble it up just now, and he just padded his stomach, so he started to eat slowly, drinking water while eating.He didn't dare to eat too much, he was probably half full, so Zhuang Xian stopped eating.

Seeing that Zhuang Xian stopped eating, Zhao Gang asked, "Why don't you eat? Don't worry about not being full, we still have dry food."

Xiao Wang, who was originally dissatisfied with distributing the dry food to these white dogs, became anxious when he heard the political commissar said that he had to feed the white dog in front of him, and said, "Political commissar, we don't have much dry food."

"Don't be so stingy, we are going to the Independence Regiment's station, are we afraid that we won't be able to eat without you?" Zhao Gang said.

"No need, sir, it's fine to be half full. After all, I haven't eaten for three days. I eat too much and my stomach can't bear it." Seeing that Zhao Gang was going to train the little soldier of the Eighth Route Army, Zhuang Xian said quickly.

"Okay, when we get to the Independent Regiment of the Eighth Route Army, I will treat the little brother to a full meal." Zhao Gang said with a smile, "Let me introduce myself first. I am the political commissar of the Independent Regiment of the Eighth Route Army——Zhao Gang. The little brother belongs to the army of the National Army. What happened to being chased by the devil just now?"

Zhuang Xian originally wanted to get up and salute to answer, but Zhao Gang hurriedly stopped him and said, "There is no need to salute anymore, just speak casually and just say it."

Zhuang Xian then sat down and replied: "Hello, Commissar Zhao, I am from the 60th Division of the Central Army. I was originally a hunter, but my hometown was destroyed by the devils, so I joined the army to fight the devils for revenge. But some time ago, the army was defeated. I was stunned by shells and was captured by mistake. Just three days ago, we were escorted by the devils to a nearby devil training camp. A group of devils were using us Chinese for unarmed killing training. Officer, I took the opportunity to grab the gun and rushed out with him."

"Unarmed killing training?" Zhao Gang immediately thought of the elite troops of the small group of devils who attacked the Independence Regiment.Then he asked: "How are these devils equipped?"

"The Japanese soldiers on guard are no different from ordinary Japanese soldiers, but it is not easy to train devils with us Chinese. They are not many in number, but they are all quite sturdy. They are wearing multi-functional combat vests, which should have bulletproof functions, and they are all submachine guns in their hands, not [-] caps. They are all wearing special combat boots, and the steel helmets are all wrapped in black matte leather, which does not reflect light under the sun."

"That's right. It seems that there is indeed a group of little devils with particularly strong fighting power." Zhao Gang said, "Little brother, what are you going to do in the future? How about fighting devils with our Eighth Route Army?"

"Okay, no problem. As long as I can fight devils, I can be anywhere." Joining Li Yunlong's independent group was what Zhuang Xian wanted. Zhao Gang invited him again, but Zhuang Xian didn't follow the routine of three invitations and three resignations, so he just agreed.

While Zhuang Xian and Zhao Gang were chatting happily, Monk Wei also woke up.

Zhao Gang also ordered Xiao Wang to bring some food to Monk Wei. After Zhuang Xian and Monk Wei had rested and regained their strength, they set off for the independent regiment's station again.