Anti-Japanese War: Don't Force Me to Show My Sword, I'm Afraid of Death

After traveling through three months, I didn't wait for the system. I was holding an old sleeve with five bullets in my hand. Covering the retreat of the people, machine gunfire erupted in the mountain col. With his comrade lying in a pool of blood, Zhou Yu picked up his gun and aimed it at the Japanese machine gunner - this shot was all on his own.