Tyrant, Starting with Call of Duty

Game, reality? After death, he was thrown into ridiculous worlds, experiencing indifference, ridicule, bullying and betrayal... Putting down the butcher's knife has become a ridiculous reason for easy forgiveness, but good people are not allowed to do any wrong things. In a cruel world, a veteran who was willing to devote everything to his motherland was mercilessly abandoned on the battlefield of Stalingrad on the eve of victory. In the gloomy sky, a dark curtain of rain swallowed up the skyline, and the light completely disappeared. "Why..." A light rain fell in the gray foggy sky. On the battlefield filled with gunpowder smoke, Xia Jie, covered with bruises, knelt on the ground. His empty eyes stared at Reznov, whose body was gradually getting colder. Salty rainwater dripped down the young man's cheeks. He couldn't tell whose tears these were. "Charle... Jie, this world is gray. Live... With my share... Be selfish, be indifferent, and make yourself stronger. I will always be with you..." Letting go of his hand, the veteran's pupils lost their last luster. Tokarev trembled and pulled out his waist, his cold heart crawling on the ground, completely immersing himself in the mud. Not far away, the special operations soldiers of the Brandenburg Regiment were slowly approaching. They understand that this is the only chance to kill the 'Black Death', and for this, they will do whatever it takes. "Brother, I promise you, from now on, Xia Jie is dead." The sound coming from the darkness no longer makes people feel warm, but instead makes people feel chilled all over. "The one alive now is Xia Jie" Tentative mission: biochemical ancient tomb, book club: 1094656167