As soon as I got off the mountain, the stunning female CEO took me home

I just mentioned Zhang Qiang.

Zhang Qiang's eyelashes began to tremble violently.

As soon as Lin Feng and Tan Qiming took a look, they knew that Zhang Qiang was starting again...

The two of them looked at each other with such endless helplessness!

In the illusion.

On the vast land, war is raging!

The rumble of cannons rang in my ears.

In a deep pit that was blown up by artillery shells, Zhang Qiang was stunned by what he saw in front of him.

On both sides of him, there were soldiers lying on the ground wearing tattered military uniforms, holding rifles in their hands, and their faces were already blackened by smoke.

"How many times?" asked a man on the left with a Southern accent.

"...More than ten times..." A man on the right with a Sichuan accent said uncertainly. Then, he looked down and marked on the land beside him, "Fourteen times!"

He finally said with certainty.

But just as he was talking, Zhang Qiang's eyes flashed, and the man on the left suddenly pushed his head down.

After more than a dozen breaths, no explosion was heard, but instead there was a pungent smell. Only then did the man on the left take his hand away from Zhang Qiang's head.

"Smoke bombs, the infantry is coming up. This is the 15th time." The man with a Sichuan accent said.

"Ma Le Gobi, I'm finally happy. This time your grandpa kills one to earn a profit, and kills two to earn one." The man on the left looked at the stunned Zhang Qiang.

He reached out and patted his shoulder, "Recruit, what's your name?"

"Zhang Qiang!" Zhang Qiang replied subconsciously.

"Zhang Qiang, okay, what a good name." The man nodded continuously and asked, "Can you fight with a bayonet?"

"what?"

"It doesn't matter if you don't know how to fight. Just remember, the little devil will rush up later and stab me to death. If you think about it, the person standing behind you is your wife and your son. If you don't fight them with all your life, , they will try their best to kill your wife, and when the time comes, your son will still fight them with a bayonet! Do you understand?"

The man looked at the position in front and said a long string of words.

The others, silent, began to install the bayonet on the butt of the gun silently, and checked it several times.

After that, he turned over and paid close attention to the position in front, his eyes full of determination.

Zhang Qiang slowly came to his senses.

He subconsciously looked at the five-star badge on the man's military cap on the left, then turned to look at the right.

The Sichuan-flavored guy on the right is looking forward with wide eyes. The five-pointed star on his tattered military cap is flat and complete.

Zhang Qiang is determined!

Suddenly, tears burst out from his eyes.

Has he traveled through time?

Did he travel back to the Anti-Japanese War era?

Judging from the current situation, he should be surrounded by Japanese soldiers.

I don’t know how many people there are on the other side, but there are only four or five left on their side.

There was a southern leader, a Sichuan-style guy, and two people a little further away who hadn't spoken to each other. Including him, there were five in total.

Obviously, his side is definitely no match for the other party.

However, if he could follow his senior to fight the Japanese once, even if he died, it would be worth it.

"Hey, what's going on with that bullet? Why is it still smoking after it's been smoking for so long?"

The Sichuan flavor boy shouted in surprise, bringing Zhang Qiang's thoughts back to reality.

Following the eyes of the Sichuan-flavored guy, Zhang Qiang looked over, and suddenly his eyes were about to burst, and he shouted, "Gas bombs!"

Zhang Qiang once went to school to receive this kind of education, and he clearly recognized that this was the poison gas bomb of the little devil.

When the other people in the crater heard this, they immediately lifted up their clothes and covered their mouths and noses.

The southern leader and the Sichuan-flavored boy jumped out of the crater with a quick stride and frantically rummaged through the equipment of several dead Japs outside the crater.

I found two masks and threw them to Zhang Qiang and another person.

"Quick, quick, search for gas masks on the dead. Those who have masks get on, and those who can't find them retreat!" The southern leader, speaking in dialect, shouted while lying on the edge of the bomb crater.

Zhang Qiang put on the mask and saw that the smoke in the front position was getting bigger and bigger, and as he slowly advanced on his side, he saw that the smoke wall was coming.

The smoke is heavier than the air, and when it encounters the crater, it will slowly flow in like water and fill it up.

"Don't be afraid. You can't kill anyone. They are also in the smoke. Charge for me. Charge forward. Kill one to earn enough money. Kill two to earn one!"

The leader of the South shouted and dodged into the smoke.

Zhang Qiang twisted his bayonet to fix it more firmly, followed the figure, and rushed in.

But after just two steps, he bumped into the southern leader who turned around and ran back from the wall of smoke.

"Get out, get out! You can't see anything inside. There's a big gap between the smoke and the little devils. Get out of here quickly and give them a shit to eat. Quick, quick, quick."

After saying that, he took Zhang Qiang and ran back.

Zhang Qiang was so confused that he looked back and saw the remaining three of his own people running back desperately behind them.

Zhang Qiang laughed!

Laugh with tears!

He thanked God for allowing him to return to the path traveled by his ancestors...