Anti-Japanese War: Ancestors, Don't Cry, the Motherland Is Really Strong

[Urban imagination + no heroine + difficult feelings + passion for family and country + tear gas + sky curtain flow + double door + material dimensionality reduction attack] Before his death, my grandfather kept chanting: "Seventeen brothers were gone without even having a bite to eat..." 26-Year-old Lin Feng was burning paper in the mourning hall. When he opened his eyes again, he fell into a field of gunfire. In front of him were 17 young soldiers in ragged clothes with yellow faces and thin muscles. The entire company was deprived of food for three days, and only a few people were left. And at the foot of the mountain were the Japanese who were about to charge. When Lin Feng opened the woven bag on his back. A pile of modern supplies made these men wet their eyes. [The seven-day door has been opened, and you can return to modern times to purchase supplies 24 hours a day. [Price: one year of life. Looking at Da Zhuang with his broken arm, the twelve-year-old mute, and the dog who blocked the falling rocks for him... Lin Feng gritted his teeth. What does it mean to lose your life? 24 Hours, tens of thousands of riders' savings! He wants to clear out the anti-inflammatories in big pharmacies! Tons of canned meat and refined white noodles were brought in! When the trenches are filled with supplies from later generations, and the modern military parade canopy lights up above the position. This group of young soldiers saw the prosperity and prosperity decades later... The old company commander, who was covered in blood, looked at Lin Feng and said tremblingly: "Xiao Lin, is this peace in future generations real?!"