"Boom!"
The deafening explosion knocked him to the ground, and shrapnel grazed his scalp and penetrated into the broken wall behind him. Only then did Lin Yu see clearly the purgatory he was in: rice fields within a hundred meters had been plowed into the surface of the moon, broken limbs were hung on burnt ears of rice, corpses of soldiers were floating in the ditch in the distance, and the familiar Blue Sky and White Sun badge was pinned to the collar of his military uniform.
"1937..." He muttered. As a graduate student in the history department, the distribution pattern of these craters and the fragmentary style of the shell fuses all point to the year that is mentioned repeatedly in textbooks. The words "German Armorer" engraved on the inside of the helmet made the heart beat even more - this was the battlefield of the Battle of Songhu.
Three Japanese soldiers were standing on a slope thirty meters away, their military boots stepping on the chests of Chinese soldiers. The tallest officer among them pulled out his bayonet and raised the severely wounded man's head very slowly. The sound of the blade cutting through the skin could be heard clearly through the gunpowder smoke. Lin Yu's nails dug deeply into his palms, and the edges of the stones hurt his palms.
[Dip——The anti-Japanese warrior system is being bound...]
[Host: Lin Yu]
[Identity: Soldier of the Republic of China Army (Provisional)]
[Initial mission: Kill three Japanese soldiers]
[Mission reward: MP40 submachine gun × 1, 300 rounds of ammunition]
A cold mechanical sound suddenly sounded in his mind, and a light blue translucent interface appeared out of thin air in front of his eyes. Lin Yu's pupils shrank suddenly. Isn't this the setting of those science fiction novels in the museum? He touched the interface with his trembling mind, and a flashing icon popped up: [High-explosive grenade (redeemable, consumable
