When the artillery shells on the anti-terrorist battlefield blew his body away, Lin Chuan was still cursing "this crappy mission"; when he opened his eyes again, he was being pulled by the old village chief's arm and pushed against the earth wall - in Lijia Village in 1937, the Japanese bayonet had overturned the old locust tree at the entrance of the village!
"Baby, take the hoe and fight with us!" The villager handed over the rusty metal with trembling hands, but who knew that this modern special forces soldier's body contained a system that could be cheated by lying flat?
After lying in a ruined temple for ten minutes, the "Hundred Steps to Pierce a Yang" marksmanship was initiated; after squinting in the Japanese warehouse for half an hour, the American sniper rifle dropped into my arms with a "ding"; I even took a nap while lying on the roof of the Japanese headquarters - the "God-level Tactics Master" skill was directly activated!
While the villagers were still holding their heads to save their lives, Lin Chuan patted the ashes on his trouser legs and said, "Hide well, what I'm lying on is not a flat surface, it's the grave of a Japanese soldier."
