Zhao Wen transmigrates. A warehouse storing old weapons travels with its warehouse manager, Zhao Wen, to the end of the Ming dynasty.
Faced with the menacing rebel bandits and the savage northern barbarians, what should Zhao Wen do?
What? Your name is Li Zicheng? Sorry, I've got a Type 56 semi-automatic rifle. Your name is Zhang Xianzhong? Sorry, I've got Type 67 stick grenades. Your name is Hong Taiji? Sorry, I've got a Type 40 rocket launcher. You're Japanese pirates? Sorry, I've got mortars.
All enemies, submit beneath my artillery fire! There can only be one voice in this world, and that is the Ming!
I, Zhao Wen, am either playing the pig to eat the tiger, or on my way to playing the pig to eat the tiger!!!
