[Anti-Japanese War: Drawing Sword] [Unlimited Supplies] [Battlefield Rescue] [Satisfying Read with No Frustrating Setbacks]
Lin Xiangdong transmigrates into the breakout battle at Cangyunling, covered in blood and on the verge of death.
Li Yunlong grits his teeth and pours out the last of his rough grain liquor. "Drink! None of my men are getting left behind!"
Half a gourd of liquor triggers a critical hit, producing a massive supply of modern medical equipment.
One bowl of rice water returns 3,000 cases of canned beef!
When Lin Xiangdong returns to Laolangyu with eight full carts of sterile plasma and surgical kits, Li Yunlong's eyes nearly pop out of his head at the sight of the penicillin in his hands. He roars across northwestern Shanxi:
"Lin Xiangdong! You son of a gun, you're my living ancestor! From today on, the lives of all 1,000-plus men in the regiment are in your hands!"
