Heavy Weapon in Troubled Times

In the fifth year of Jian'an, the wind and sand from the ancient Guandu battlefield hit us with blood and blood. The moment the arrow penetrated Lin Yuan's shoulder blade, a dazzling blue light suddenly exploded on his retina. "The modern weapon privilege system is activated. It detects that the host's vital signs are in danger and initiates first aid procedures." The mechanical sound rang in his mind. Lin Yuan felt a foreign object squirming in his chest. He lowered his head and saw a bullet-sized silver capsule drilling into the wound. The severe pain subsided like a tide, and he touched the black tactical belt bag that appeared out of thin air on his waist, with five oval grenades lying inside. "Report! Yuan Shaojun's right wing is advancing and has broken through our third line of defense!" The roar of the messenger brought Lin Yuan back to reality. He looked at Yuan Jun, who was pressing forward like a swarm of ants in the distance, and suddenly remembered the flashing prompt on the system panel: "Killing 100 enemy soldiers for the first time will unlock the AK-47 assault rifle blueprint." Lin Yuan pulled off his blood-stained cloak and wrapped it around the wound. He picked up the Changge beside the trench and jumped out of the bunker. The moment the grenade parabola crossed the sky, he heard the most shocking roar in his life. When the smoke cleared, more than two hundred Yuan soldiers fell on the charred earth in a mess, and gold-plated weapons blueprints appeared in his palms. . . . . .