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Chapter 120 You have technology and I have magic skills!

Chapter 120 You have technology, I have magic!

"Come on, Taoist priest, would you like something to eat?"

Company Commander Wu Qianli sat next to Song Xuan, who was teaching the young soldiers about science, and handed him a small handful of fried noodles.

This fried noodles is not the fried noodles familiar to later generations, but the kind of powdered food formed by frying and grinding grains.

It is easy to carry and store, and it is also very convenient to eat. You only need to put it in your mouth to drink water and swallow it in your stomach. There is no need to chew at all, which is extremely time-saving.

Song Xuan pinched some fried noodles and put it into his mouth, frowned, and then swallowed it with a gulp.

To be honest, it tastes really bad.

But even this kind of unpalatable food was picked out bit by bit from the cracks of teeth by people all over the country and sent to the battlefield through frugality.

At this period of time, New China is facing a lot of waste and is waiting to be revitalized. It is really difficult!

"Drink some water, it's easy to choke if you swallow it directly!"

Wu Qianli handed over his kettle, Song Xuan waved his hand and said: "No, thank you!"

Seeing Song Xuan's refusal, Wu Qianli did not give in any more, but asked tentatively: "Taoist Master, when you get to the battlefield, it will be a hail of bullets and artillery fire, and you will lose your life at any time. Well, can I ask, what is your reason?

Did you just come to join the army?"

Song Xuan was silent for a moment and said: "Kill!"

"Huh? Kill someone?"

Wu Qianli was stunned. He had heard too many talks about joining the army.

Some want to protect their family and country, some want to make contributions, and some simply want to avenge their families. But this is the first time I have seen someone like Song Xuan who is about to kill someone at the first word!

"Yes! Kill!"

Song Xuan nodded and said: "Killing is sometimes the best way to practice. On the battlefield, you can kill people and protect your family and country at the same time. It is the best of both worlds."

Wu Qianli and instructor Mei Sheng looked at each other, and for a moment they didn't know what to say.

Those who can enter the seventh company and still survive are all warriors who have walked between life and death many times, and today, their seventh company seems to have a ruthless character!

Wu Qianli sighed and said: "Taoist Master, you may not know who we are going to fight this time! Before you get on the train, we received a notice from the Military Commission that this train will go directly to the border.

Our next step is to fight the Americans!

You should know how powerful the United States is, right? If you want to kill someone, you might end up dying under the enemy's cannons and planes before anyone sees you."

Song Xuan smiled carelessly and said: "Cultivation is basically about sailing against the current to catch grain from the fire, it's just life and death, it's nothing!"

Having said this, he subconsciously touched his chest and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I will obey the command on the battlefield. Captain Wu does not need to treat me as a newcomer."

Having said this, he slowly closed his eyes, sat cross-legged on the ground, and started practicing again.

He knows very well how strong the United States is today. As the most powerful industrial country in the world and a superpower with nuclear weapons, it is simply invincible in the minds of many people.

But the more this happened, the more he, Song Xuan, wanted to give it a try. What bright sparks would erupt from the collision between technology and practice!

When Wu Qianli saw this, he didn't say anything more.

This recruit is different from ordinary people. It is said that he was arranged directly by the Northeast Military Region. Since the other party has expressed his willingness to obey military orders, he really can't ask for anything more.

When Song Xuan opened his eyes again, he was ordered to get off the train.

After getting off the train, there was the Yalu River Bridge in front of me, and after crossing the bridge, North Korea was on the opposite side. Even though there was a river across the river, the roar of artillery fire could still be heard from time to time.

It was night at this time, and the Seventh Company, under the command of Wu Qianli, quietly crossed the bridge and officially set foot on this foreign land.

Song Xuan didn't have any special feelings.

In the last world, after the rise of the Wu Dynasty Empire, the territory of Goryeo was one of the first countries to be included in the territory. When I traveled around the world with my three daughters-in-law, a few of them also visited this place.

He is not unfamiliar with this land.

Next, they took advantage of the darkness to start a rapid march along the Langya Mountains not far away.

It is now November, and the weather is starting to get colder. It is obvious that the preparations for this group of volunteers from the Seventh Company to enter North Korea are not sufficient, and the number of cotton-padded clothes to keep out the cold is far from enough.

Many soldiers wore only a thin layer of cotton-padded clothes, and they shivered from time to time in the cold wind that was constantly howling around them.

It wasn't until a few hours before dawn that everyone found a relatively sheltered area and laid out blankets. After setting up a warning, they just squinted for a while.

Song Xuan didn't sleep. Now, after practicing Xuan Gong, his energy is even better than after sleeping. This fact makes the soldiers quite envious.

At dawn, the soldiers began to eat fried noodles with water in the kettle. After Song Xuan took two simple bites, he raised his head and looked into the distance.

There, in the hazy sky, a black shadow was approaching from the distance towards the Langya Mountains. Not long after, the buzz of airplanes began to sound.

"It's a helicopter used by the United States for reconnaissance!"

Wu Qianli shouted and shouted to the more than a hundred people around him: "Hidden! Hidden!"

They were all elite warriors who had experienced hundreds of battles on the battlefield. Almost as soon as Wu Qianli's voice sounded, everyone found a place to hide.

Soon, the helicopter with its spiral wings buzzing passed above their heads, but after flying more than a thousand meters ahead, the helicopter turned around again and flew towards the area where Song Xuan and others were lurking.

"Company Commander, have we been discovered?" Yu Congrong asked in a low voice, lying next to Wu Qianli.

"It's hard to say!"

Wu Qianli was also very nervous. If their team was discovered by a reconnaissance plane, then it would not be a reconnaissance plane next time, but bombers and fighter jets!

"Charlie, lower it."

On the helicopter, the US military observer held up his telescope and kept looking down, "I seemed to have seen something unusual just now, it looked like an army!"

A little lower, a little lower!”

"No! It can't go any lower!" the pilot said dissatisfied: "If there are anti-aircraft weapons below, this height is already extremely dangerous!"

"I really don't know what you are afraid of!" the observer said disdainfully: "What do you have to be afraid of those monkeys who can only crawl around in the mountains? They can't even eat. Where do they get anti-aircraft weapons!"

While muttering, he said to himself: "Charlie, there seems to be someone down there. Lower it a little lower and I'll be sure!"

The pilot hesitated for a moment and said: "Wayne, it's just this once, I will never accompany you on adventures next time!"

As he spoke, he began to control the helicopter and lowered the height again.

Then, the excited voice of the observer sounded in his ears, "I saw it, I really saw it, there are people down there, and there are quite a few of them!"

Just the next moment, his voice changed from excitement to panic.

"Oh my God, what did I see!"

Below, on a pile of rubble, a green figure suddenly jumped up, tapped his toes on an ancient tree, and then rushed towards him like a cannonball, arriving in front of the helicopter in an instant.

Then, what came into the observer's field of vision was a dark giant sword that exuded a dark blue cold light. It crashed down like thunder and lightning!

Gratitude is the reward of gentle breeze and drizzle.

If you have monthly tickets, please give me a few. I haven’t asked for tickets much, so the data looks a bit miserable!

(End of chapter)


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