Other people transmigrate, and so do I. When they transmigrate, they either gain the power to destroy the heavens and earth or get a Desert Eagle or a 98K! Why did I end up with nothing but a big blade? Other people's Systems can do anything. Just look at mine. Sun Hao helplessly wiped away a tear.
"A sword technique isn't enough? How much more do you want? What else could you possibly need?" Sun Hao's forehead veins bulged.
"What can I get you, sir? Everything's 20% off right now!" Sun Hao tightened his grip on the big blade in his hand.
"The signal's bad here. There's a delay." Sun Hao immediately grabbed his blade and charged out.
Li Yunlong: "Brother Sun Hao, where are you going?"
Sun Hao: "Someone's picking on me. I'm going to chop up a few Japanese soldiers!"
The Japanese soldiers: "Please, no!"
This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.
Can you form your own line and be your own king?
It's never better to work for someone else than to be your own boss!
The most annoying thing about the anti-war novels is the flow of summoning troops. It feels like it is just written for fun, and they are summoned at every turn. Do you think that spreading the beans will lead to troops?
Commentary on the chapter "A Big Sword at the Beginning of the Anti-Japanese War" written by Daya Zhang 042; The Reorganization of the Second Battalion.