In 1931, September 18th, the white mountains were covered with black waters, and the hometown was covered in dust. I, Li Hanqiang, traveled through time and found myself in this reviled Northeastern Army.
Everyone is drunk, but I am awake alone. Everyone retreats, I fight alone.
Knowing that the general trend was irreversible, I used the system as my blade and my tactics as my armor to train the strongest soldiers of the era and fight the entire Anti-Japanese War.
This sharp knife will become an eternal nightmare for all Japanese invaders.
