In the 21st century, Shi Potian, a takeaway rider in Shanghai, got into a car accident while delivering food on a rainy night. When he opened his eyes, he was reborn in Shanghai in 1937. The artillery fire of the Songhu Battle was just around the corner.
From a low-level rider walking through the streets to a precarious apprentice in the war, he was once at a loss and just wanted to survive in troubled times. But after witnessing with my own eyes the tragedy of burning, killing, looting and killing compatriots on the streets by the Japanese aggressors, my heart was filled with patriotic passion, and the [Iron-Blooded Patriotic System] was awakened.
There are no mindless cheats, no magic weapons descended from heaven. He relied on his extreme skills developed in his food delivery career, his familiar Shanghai map, and market survival wisdom, as well as his systematic and step-by-step ability blessings to fight his way through the hail of bullets.
In the street battles in Songhu, he was a wartime courier crossing the line of life and death; in the hell of Nanjing, he was the god of death in the dark night who protected his compatriots in desperate situations; behind enemy lines in northern Jiangsu, he rallied the team to ignite the anti-Japanese spark. From a lone rider to an iron-blooded general, he used his mortal body to guard the lights of thousands of families and defend the mountains and rivers of thousands of miles when the mountains and rivers were broken.
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