In 1936, after the blocking battle in northern Shanxi, Li Yunlong woke up on the battlefield.
There were only a few dozen people left, the ammunition was all gone, and the brothers were shivering with cold. The system is activated, and the novice gift package is delivered - several boxes of bullets, a batch of medicines, and a dozen rifles.
Let's talk about surviving. Returning to the team is a dead end, and the only way to survive is to go north.
On the surface, he was suppressing bandits, planting flags, and sweeping North China with moral weapons - what everyone saw was his gun. No one saw the intelligence Zheng Yaoxian handed over, no one knew the "flaw" he deliberately leaked to the Japanese army, and no one knew that the arrows on the map had been drawn long before taking action.
He pretended to be a roughneck and hid for ten years.
That year, he stood alone in the snow and looked north.
Ten years later, the Far Eastern Republic lit its first light on the map.
Vernacular writing as plain as boiled water