For four generations and eighty years, the blood debt has never been settled.
When Li Tianyang, who had advanced liver cancer, lit the fire in the Jingguo Shrine, he thought it was the only thing he could do.
Then he traveled through time. In 1935, North China, with a system that can see through people's hearts, and a letter of appointment for the security team.
The full complement of three hundred men turned out to be one hundred and six, with fifty guns and not enough bullets for five rounds per person. The chief of staff is a spy, the regiment leader is a fictitious one, and the three platoon leaders each have their own agendas.
But it doesn't matter. He knew where the guns were, who the traitors were, and where there was a group of soldiers who wanted to kill the Japanese but had no one to lead them.
He started as a security corps in a county, and by the time the Anti-Japanese War broke out, he was already the biggest headache for the Japanese army in North China.
This time, he came back before his great-grandfather joined the army.
This time, the blood debt must be paid personally.
Reader comments
What are you writing about? When the Japanese ran away, they left you the radio code book and account book, the account book of someone they colluded with, everything was left to you [face covering], and left a time bomb button under the bed of the Japanese emperor, you just need to press it [laughing and crying]
So far, the writing is not exaggerated, nor is it mindless.
What are you writing about? When the Japanese ran away, they left you the radio code book and account book, the account book of someone they colluded with, everything was left to you [face covering], and left a time bomb button under the bed of the Japanese emperor, you just need to press it [laughing and crying]
So far, the writing is not exaggerated, nor is it mindless.