Chen Feng touched a Japanese grenade in the military museum and traveled to the Taihang battlefield in 1941 in the blink of an eye.
Seeing the Eighth Route Army soldiers fighting the Japanese elite with old sleeves, he silently picked up a bullet casing.
"Comrade, lend me a fire." He made a simple detonator out of broken iron sheets on the ground and blew down half of the cliff.
Li Yunlong stared at this young man in strange clothes with wide eyes: "Which part of your boy are you?"
Chen Feng smiled slightly and took out the tool box with blue light:
"Captain Li, do you want every soldier to have a submachine gun?"
