kill those singularities

Private Miller is a member of the U.S. Marine Corps serving in the [-]st Division. He has just experienced the pain of losing his comrades in arms. He is carrying a [-]-style/submachine gun/gun and fighting bloody battles with the rest of the team.

Not long after being rescued from the Golden Circle Reef, Sullivan was already dead, and the rest of the people didn't know how long they could last.The familiar smell of fish and sulfur lingered in his nostrils. He calmed down and climbed up to a half-collapsed roof.

"Miller! Down!" Roebuck growled.

"Boom!" The unusually ear-piercing sound of explosions was mixed with the sound of Japanese tanks firing, and the soldiers who were about to engage in close combat with the enemy were violently blown away, and at the same time felt a chill down their waists.

He immediately stabbed the bayonet he picked up casually into the opponent's throat.

"puff"

A golden color suddenly appeared in a large area of ​​blood red, which was particularly eye-catching.Miller breathed lightly vigilantly, and then couldn't help but widen his eyes, watching in surprise the golden machine gunners who suddenly appeared and started killing.

Why is there such a... on the battlefield in the South Pacific?

terribly—

But also very dazzling.

There was a young man with pink hair mixed in the gold, who seemed to be struggling needlessly: "Wow - even in the war years, you don't really need to create a golden army to release the flash/light/bomb/, right? !"

"This king is so dazzling, it is only natural that he should have a dazzling army and servants, otherwise he would lose in battle."

"No, such an eye-catching goal has no possibility of winning from the very beginning..."

The ensuing conversation was lost in the artillery fire, and the private lying in the trench struggled to get up and took a few steps forward, and finally rolled behind a bunker.

While silently accumulating energy, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a flash of arc-shaped fire as fast as lightning, and his pupils shrank involuntarily——

Amidst the shocking roar, three Type 97 tanks were blasted to pieces, and even the land was dented with naked eyes.

The woman carrying the bazooka appeared on the battlefield in the billowing smoke, like a sharp weapon, wearing a futuristic and eye-catching orange-yellow two-color tight-fitting combat uniform.

She pulled up the goggles, swung her black ponytail, and after looking around for a week, her eyes locked on Miller.

"Hey buddy, are you still alive?"

The marine corps soldier was silent, but raised his vigilance. He heard a clear female voice commanding his companions: "Brother, quickly help pick up the scattered Thomson M1s on your side, yes, there are still a bunch of them that look like Canada. Rand's carbine and ammunition..."

A soft male voice shouted: "Don't just pick up trash!"

Miller would like to complain that the Cabin M1 looks much better than the Garland.Before being approached, he moved his fingers to hold the knife with difficulty, ready to counterattack the enemy at any time.

Unexpectedly, the man didn't get close, and stopped a few meters away, as if looking at him for a moment, and then Miller found that his body was completely frozen.

"Offended." The young woman unloaded the beautiful shoulder-fired bazooka, "Let me tell you first, I have no malicious intentions, and I am not a puppet of the Japanese army, but an allied army that failed to airborne."

With allies like you, can this battle still be fought?Miller was very suspicious, and then was surprised to find that the woman had stopped the bleeding and tied an awkward bow around his waist.

Miller: ...

"Cooperate, what year is this year? Where are the geographic coordinates here? Pacific Ocean? Atlantic Ocean? Mediterranean Sea?"

She paused, and immediately vetoed herself: "No, the temperature and environment, as well as the confrontation between the US military and the Japanese army...should be a certain battle in the Pacific."

The soldier was carefully pulled up by her, put on his shoulders, and hid in a place where shells were sparse.He was amazed by the lady's strength and steady steps, and felt dizzy before his eyes, thinking that he might have seen a hallucination.

Is it the vision before going to hell?

Thinking of this, he was silent for a while, and answered the previous question with difficulty: "Bei, Peleliu Island...the latitude and longitude are..."

The tip of the nose smelled of sulfur and gunpowder, and the sound of thrilling gunfire was heard in the ears. The hot wind brushed over the chapped lips, but the moist liquid flowed from the cheeks and lips to the neck, and then dripped the burnt mud.

What is it... is it blood...

"Huh? It's fine if it's not Guadalcanal, and it's not Midway, let alone Okinawa?" The lady was obviously a little surprised, "It's the naval battle of Peleliu Island...is this year 1944?"

The soldier finally changed his perspective: he is now looking at an elevation angle of 45°, leaning against a messy mattress in a dilapidated small house, and the strange lady put him down and began to dig things out very quickly.

"This year is 1944..." A water jug ​​was handed to his mouth, and he took a sip panting, enduring the excruciating pain and nausea, trying his best to make it clear for the sake of being saved: "...44 Autumn, October, South Pacific, the southernmost tip of the Palau reef..."

Miller had tinnitus, which should be the sequelae of blood loss. In the chaos, he heard a crazy laugh with strong penetrating power. The laughter seemed to come from the abyss, pulling his tympanic membranes, forming a wave of multiple sounds in the artillery fire. Ministry, extremely scary.

Finally, he passed out completely.

Before sinking into the darkness, he saw the black-haired and black-eyed angel smiling gently at him, the eyes were not firelight, but starlight.

……

"In short, the current historical line and situation are particularly strange..."

"If we say that the most important thing in the naval battle, the Battle of Midway Island was in 1942, which was the turning point of the entire Pacific War. Guadalcanal Island and Coral Island were also in the same year. Only the famous Wright Gulf naval battle took place in the autumn of 44. The decisive battle began in April of '45. As for the land battle—"

"Let's not talk about the blitzkrieg and Alamein on the North African battlefield. The largest tank battle, the Battle of Kursk, took place in 43, and the Normandy landing took place in 44... The turning point of World War II, the Battle of Stalingrad, from the summer of 42 to the The winter of 43 spanned more than half a year, and if the weather in the Soviet Union was not too harsh in the end, the German army could not adapt and had no supplies, Red Square would have been occupied long ago.”

"The conclusion is--"

Everyone glared at the young man in a white coat, "Didn't it be agreed to land in 45 years?"

"Wow, it's useless to look at me?" A drop of cold sweat hung on the back of Roman's head.

The blue projection flashed in the dilapidated house, and Da Vinci appeared with a smile, "Oh, there are so many people, and it seems that we have successfully landed~☆Congratulations~"

"Professor, you came at the right time, why is the time wrong?" Mordred asked, leaning against the earth wall with his arms folded, raising his eyebrows.

"Singularity, it's normal to have mutations at any time, right?" The almighty genius waved his hand lightly, "How about Romani? Are you still used to it?"

"It's, okay?" The pink-haired young man scratched his head, "With the protection of magic ornaments and scrolls, I can't feel anything." The battlefield is really a test of one's heart, and the man pressed his stomach.

"At this time, the concentration of mana is already very low, even if it is a singularity, it is not a big deal." Da Vinci tapped and called up the data, "After testing, the time point of your landing has indeed changed. In 1944 In autumn, the location is Peleliu Island in the Palau Islands in the South Pacific, where the Battle of Peleliu Island took place in history."

Peleliu Island?Matthew held the shield and thought for a moment, "So Da Vinci knows where our destination is? Is it Berlin? Or Okinawa?"

"Unfortunately, I can't detect the specific destination. I can only wait for you to explore it yourself." The profiteer said cheerfully, "Maybe it is a charming Pacific island?"

... go away.

A long time had passed when Miller woke up. His blood-stained coat had been ripped open, and the inside had been treated, with a little dry food and water beside him.

There were several people sitting outside the crumbling room, and the leader was the one who brought him back.

"Don't be surprised, this area has been recovered by us for the time being, that's why it's so quiet." The woman who looked like a bandit leader beckoned Miller to come and sit down, "Alright soldier, let's explain the basic situation."

"Let me introduce. We are the secret peacekeeping force 'Chaldea'. We are in the submarine base all the year round. We don't belong to any state agency. We have only one purpose—"

She raised her index finger, "Maintain peace, uphold justice, and save the world."

"Senior, there is more than one purpose for this."

Miller looked at her for a while with an indescribable gaze, and twitched the corners of his mouth, "Why didn't you say that you were sent by Captain America..."

What secret peacekeeping force, are there any children in the peacekeeping force?Are there any underage girls?Anyone ever go to war in tights and a vaudevillian costume?

"Believe it or not, this is the truth anyway." Wen Shuo knocked on the table, "My name is Wen Shuo, as for them, they are all my wings." After saying this very boldly, she didn't care about that side at all. Howling like a frying pan—according to his observation, there are many people who want to rush over to argue, and some people cover their faces or something, but this is not important. The Marine Corps took a step back silently, "Secretary of the First Division of the U.S. Army, private Miller."

"Come on, brother, let's exchange information."

……

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“所以为什么降落错误了是1944年而不是1943？”闻朔展开了一张沾满水渍的区域地图嘀咕，“42年和43年那么多历史转折点，这都快45年了我们是来参与围攻柏林的吗。”

The people staying in the building like Meteor Street didn't speak, waiting for Wen Shuo's analysis.According to her, she is the only professional in this area. Even if they are basically endowed with basic common sense by modern summoning technology and understand the famous singularity of World War II, they won't know too much detail.

Wen Shuo's voice actually contained a trace of resentment, "I also want to meet Rommel Eisenhower Montgomery..."

"Cough, cough..." Private Miller clenched his fist in embarrassment. He drank his saliva and said, "Unless you join the Third Reich, you won't see Rommel." Mostly in the newspapers.

"Because this is the watershed in history, there must be something more important happened—far more important than the outcome of a certain war, enough to rewrite history, and have caused more far-reaching consequences for the future of mankind. Things that affect..." The doctor finally entered the discussion seriously, as Connor took all his dessert snacks away.

"I thought there would be nothing more explosive than Mustache's capture of the Soviet Union to rewrite history and establish a new empire?"

The two looked at each other, and at this moment the younger brother's weak voice sounded: "I said, although I don't know which side you belong to, at least you are not on the side of the Workers' Party, right? Why don't you know that Stalingrad has been occupied by Hitler?" It's..."

Wen Shuo:? ? ! !

"What did you say?" Wen Shuo almost wanted to grab Miller's collar and shake it.

The young soldier held his forehead with some headaches and confusion, "Now the entire European battlefield, except for the UK, is basically taken over by Mustache. The defense of Stalingrad in the winter of 43 ended in the defeat of the Allied forces."

"The Third German Reich is fully established—"

A bomb exploded completely.

At this moment, the green archer stepped into the earth building, holding two old radios in his hand.

"Master, I seem to have found some clues." Robin Hood showed everyone the small communication equipment in his hand, then carefully opened it and tuned it.

In the beginning, there was a vague noise, but gradually there was a human voice,

"...This is the Seventh Fleet, all the battleships in the port area, all the battleships! For unknown reasons, all of them have turned into female human beings! All of them have become female human beings! Repeat, this is... ah-! "

The author has something to say: 1. Miller, from the game "Call of Duty 5", the game begins with the Battle of Peleliu Island (in fact, although it is extremely tragic, the military value of this battle is controversial... )

2. It’s just a little bit of vehicle control, it’s not a military house, it’s mostly nonsense, if there is a bug, please remind me =3=

3. Originally I wanted to write directly about 45 years, but for some reason... so I will start to change the history and battleships, my friends can run now (.

4. Let us temporarily ignore the issues related to the hero and cp...

5. The Shinjuku chapter is now open!I wish you all the best!