My name is Qin Chuan. I used to be a college student. Now I’m the Independent Regiment’s cook.
Li Kaipao, Kong Guoyin, Ding Zhaqiao, Chu Pengchang: people I’d only ever seen on TV are all right here in front of me, trying to poach me as their adviser.
“Qin Chuan, come with me, Ding Wei, and Old Li guarantees you’ll live like a king!”
“Shoo, shoo! Qin Chuan, don’t listen to him. Come with me, Kong Jie, and I’ll make you a battalion commander!”
“Brother Qin Chuan, I, Chu Yunfei, don’t have much to offer, but once I report it up the chain, I can make you a deputy regimental commander. How’s that?”
“Qin Chuan is a member of the Independent Regiment in life, and even in death he’ll be one of our dead!”
