The first time, Qin Feng, captain of the Huaxia Wolf Fang Special Forces, dies in an anti-terrorism operation. When he opens his eyes, he’s a raw recruit in the Sichuan Army on the 1937 Shanghai battlefield.
No System, no pocket dimension, just a full set of modern special-forces skills. In a bayonet fight, he disarms and kills in three seconds. At a glance, he spots weaknesses in the enemy’s position. He single-handedly burns down a Japanese artillery position and captures a Japanese major alive. From “Qin the Kid” to “Qin the Reaper,” he trains ten soldiers and turns the remnants of the Sichuan Army into a hardened spearhead.
He blows up railways, raids military trains, and takes out enemy commanders, striking terror into the Japanese. It isn’t until the battlefield nurse Su Wanqing appears that he realizes this war isn’t only about killing, but saving lives too. During a dangerous mission, he is blown apart while rescuing a comrade, his skull shattered.
The second time, he wakes to find himself sprawled among the dead on the 1937 Shanghai battlefield, a bullet hole in his chest and a bullet lodged in his left shoulder. A group of Japanese soldiers are charging at him with bayonets raised.
He snatches a Hanyang rifle from a fallen comrade and fires three shots, killing three Japanese soldiers with bullets between the eyes.
Company Commander Zhang Hanshan presses the saber he has carried for eight years into Qin Feng’s hand. “The first two men who took this blade both died. If you die too, I’m never giving it to anyone again.”
Qin Feng wipes the blood off the blade. “I won’t die. I still have ten thousand Japanese soldiers to kill.”
The battered Sichuan Army, enemy collaborators in their ranks, a Japanese aristocratic major, twelve Type 92 infantry guns, a bombardment at two in the morning…
Everyone thinks the position won’t hold until tomorrow.
Until Qin Feng rises from the trenches.
