"Hiss——, it hurts!" A gasping pain spread throughout his body, and Chen Long couldn't help but tremble all over. He touched the stinging left side of his head, and found blood stains on his hand, which was so smooth.

Wrong, it's the kind of jelly-like blood paste that has just solidified. It smells fishy when you hold it to your nose.

Damn, drinking wine can actually make your head full of blood! Chen Long seemed to have a bit of a brain fragment: It was an afternoon in October 2019, as the judge dropped the gavel with a "bang" sound, he, a man over forty years old

Finally single again - divorced!

In fact, just leave. Anyway, your parents are gone, you have no children, and your wife is divorced. It’s just the right time to have no worries and be alone and free. From now on, you can go to the bar all night and “eat chicken”, and you can spend five nights with your friends who are military fans.

Dao Sanmi, you can flirt with girls openly, chat about sex, use a big sword...

But when he returned to his huge home, facing the lonely lamp shadow, the empty double bed, and the desolate silence, Chen Long felt an inexplicable desire to drink some wine: Am I really so bad? Wife, oh, I should call him his ex-wife.

To end a marriage that has lasted for ten years even at the cost of cleaning up and leaving the house must be a complete disappointment to oneself! In fact, which man wants to be mediocre? Which man has not dreamed of being an iron horse, guiding the country, and having a group of wives and concubines...

..., but I am just a scumbag with three undergraduate degrees. It is already good to be able to work in the system and become a well-established urban management. Although the salary is a little small, it is enough to eat, drink and relax. Walking on the street

Which neighbor doesn't address me respectfully: Chief Chen?! How can a woman be such a philistine? Can she only recognize money?

Sometimes he sighed, sometimes he sighed. One mouthful after another, the old village chief drank a bottle of wine with Chen Long crying and laughing. The wine filled his heart with sorrow, and the sorrow became even more sorrowful! He finished half of the bottle, and half of it was spread out on the sofa.

Chen Long, who was on the board, wanted to play two games of "chicken". He struggled to get up, but unexpectedly fell down...

"Is this what happened to me? Why did I fall like this?" He raised his head with difficulty and looked around in confusion: the steep cliffs, the jagged rocks everywhere, the howling mountain wind...

, Yeah, dizzy.

It turns out that my name is Chen Long. I am 19 years old. I am from Sanchakou Town, Heyuan County, Henan Province. I am a long-term employee of Mr. Thursday’s house in the town. I closed my eyes, and suddenly another piece of information came to my mind. Chen Long, no, it should be called Chen.

Long suddenly sat up: Where is the Japanese? I remember he fell down with me.

Sure enough, the memory was accurate. Less than three meters away, a little devil in a yellow military uniform was lying on his hands and knees, staring at the empty sky with wide eyes unwillingly: The earthly masters of China are not used to losing their conscience.

The little devil - he hit his head on a sharp boulder, and his brain mixed with blood flowed all over the floor.

When he breathed his last breath, the little devil named Kameda seemed to see dozens of innocent Chinese ghosts demanding his life. He was so frightened that he desperately wanted to escape back to the barren and desolate Kyushu Island. He wanted to escape back to him.

In the arms of Gasa (grandmother)... However, he died in a foreign country and became a lonely ghost on the run forever. What a charming woman and small grocery store, everything was gone!

From then on, the smoke from the Kameda family’s ancestral graves dispersed!

"You fucked up little devil, you are so crazy!" Chen Long was sure that the little devil was dead, he relaxed and fainted again.

"Nani? Kameda-kun fell to death?!" The four Japs on the cliff looked at each other and checked the height. There was no possibility of climbing down.

"There may still be Chinese troops lurking in the woods now. Let's search for them first." A Japanese soldier suggested.

"Baga, don't you care about Captain Kameda?!" There were different opinions.

"The corps commander has already died for his country. Let's wait until we occupy Xinxiang and let the heavy troops come to collect it! The most important thing now is the dangerous China soldiers!" Everyone can see that Kameda fell together with the Chinese civilian next to him.

, not pursuing his behavior is already the greatest respect for this dead ghost.

As the imperial army, of course it is an honor to eliminate the Chinese soldiers. It is almost a shame to die in such an unexplained way with the Chinese people - after all, every devil knows that if you die at the hands of the Chinese people, that is

For money; to die at the hands of a Chinese woman, it must be for sex. It is definitely not something that a true samurai can talk about. Even though Kameda is the captain, he is still a greedy and lustful person. Stealing money is definitely the top priority in the team.

Three!

"Ah——, I'm so thirsty!" When the sun was setting in the west, the sleepy Chen Long finally woke up again. He didn't know that he had already walked through the gate of hell again. He took out the sheepskin water bag.

After Gududu took a gulp of cold water, he finally regained some of his strength.

After calming down, he wrapped his head and tried it. There were no other injuries. Chen Long took out a dry biscuit from his arms and bit into it. The dry food he brought was enough. After eating a little, he started to move and opened his mind: Unexpectedly

Suddenly we came to the Anti-Japanese War, a time when real life was in turmoil. Fortunately, this guy was in pretty good shape. Not to mention young, he could actually do some fisting and kicking. He was quite strong. At least he was better than the guy who stayed at home and ate chicken all day long.

The greasy middle-aged uncle is so much better. It’s great to be young again! Thinking of this, Chen Long actually grinned.

The twenty-seventh year of the Republic of China was 1938, the year when the Japanese army invaded China at its most violent. There were still more than seven years before the victory of the Anti-Japanese War was won. This was a very difficult time! Otherwise, take your family with you

Run away? Go to Sichuan? Or simply go to the United States? With his experience in two lifetimes, he can't live in a bad situation. Chen Long's eyes were rolling. At least his life would not be in danger if he ran away. He didn't have to live as a subjugated slave.

Yes, slaves of a subjugated country! People are not meant to be slaves of a subjugated country: they are allowed to be slaughtered and enslaved by others. Their wives and children are separated, their families are destroyed, their property is robbed, and their sisters are bullied. It is rare to have the slightest dignity as a human being! Thinking of the unnecessary harm today

, Chen Long couldn't help but feel angry in his heart: Damn that little devil, you really have no humanity, who did I provoke? I almost lost my life! I have been a human being for two lifetimes, how can I tolerate your little Japanese bullying! Such!

Thinking about it, Chen Long blushed a little at the thought he just had - he is indeed a coward, a loser, a keyboard warrior, and quite a coward!

Damn it, I'll die like a bird in the sky, I won't die for tens of thousands of years! Just do it! Tiansheng's life this time is considered to be picked up. Since God allowed him to be reborn in this era, then he should live a decent life with great vigor!

Now that you have decided to be strong, the next step is what to do. Join the National Army? It seems to be one way. However, it is difficult for a proper big-headed soldier to join the army at this moment. Besides, from their perspective

The behavior of snatching mule carts can show the virtue of the so-called national army! And the trend of history has further announced the final fate of the national army - even Xiaoqiang, who cannot be killed, can only follow him to the small island in the end.

It is much better to join the revolutionary army. At least guerrillas behind enemy lines can develop freely, and the degree of freedom is much higher. The old revolutionaries of the Anti-Japanese War could not even get a general in 55 years. The Anti-Japanese War was won 70 years ago, and that was a special car to participate in

Those who perform military parades are respected by the people across the country!

Hehe, during the Anti-Japanese War, "eating chicken", Chen Long stuffed the last bite of pancake into his mouth. First of all, we must have a gun. Well, the little Japanese "38 big cover" is pretty good. He grabbed the rifle from the Japanese side,

Chen Long fiddled with it for a while: pulling the bolt, loading the bullet, aiming, and pulling the trigger, all in one go! Unfortunately, there were no bullets! The butt of the gun also fell and broke into pieces! You damn little devil, you won’t even die.

Know how to take good care of your weapons!

(Keda: That’s unfair, my gun is definitely the best kept in the team! It’s smooth and spotless!)

Well, if you want to build a team, you need more bullets. If you want more bullets, you have to build an arsenal. To build an arsenal, you need a lot of money...

Oh, yes, money!

After taking off the baggage behind him, Chen Long couldn't help but secretly said "lucky": a bullet drilled a hole in the baggage and went directly into the ocean. Fuck that Japanese grandma, how can I run away?

He could fall over like a horse while running. It turned out that he was shot in the back! But he was also stupid enough. He had to zigzag on the battlefield. Can he just run straight past the bullets? He couldn't even run away.

Yes, waste! Chen Long smiled and shook his head.

The result of the inventory surprised Chen Long: he had three hundred and forty oceans in his bag, and twelve "little yellow croakers" in his purse. It seems that the Fourth Master's business is definitely not as simple as mountain goods! No wonder it's always the shopkeeper's.

I'm carrying a bag alone, and I'm not even allowed to touch it.

When searching the little Japanese, Chen Long was even more surprised: the quilt behind this dead Japanese was actually wrapped with a lot of gold and silver. A palm-sized golden Buddha statue, a jade Ruyi, and more than a dozen large and small gold bars.

, there are also two silver pocket watches, and a large package of other scattered rings, bracelets, necklaces, and earrings. Of course, there are also hundreds of them in Da Yang. Damn, there are still blood stains on them. This damn little devil deserves to die!

It goes without saying that the ill-gotten gains were obtained with his own life and used as capital to build his team! Chen Long didn't have any burden at all and searched all the valuables on the Japanese, including the cowhide and leather belt.
Chapter completed!