"Where...is this? Who am I? What am I doing?"

Lao Wai suddenly woke up in the middle of the night and found himself lying on a bare bed, covered with a thin quilt that stinked with sweat and feet. He not only asked three questions about his soul.

Looking at the stars through the roof in the dark night, and groping for his thin body, Lao Wai knew that this body was not his, but this body now completely belonged to him.

This is a bit contradictory, but it is the fact. Touching this skinny body, Lao Wai misses his thick flesh very much.

"Oh, forget it when you encounter the system. Why did you bring me to the Anti-Japanese War? It's still soul-piercing... It's broken. I'm going to faint..." As soon as he complained, Lao Wai felt his head swell and he fainted.

past.

Why is Lao Wai so sure that his soul has traveled to the Anti-Japanese War period? Because before going to bed last night, there was this line in front of him:

Welcome to the host to bind to the primary military industry system. This system will take you back to the Anti-Japanese War period. Do you want to complete the binding? Yes - No.

That's right, after coding and uploading the latest chapter, this line of text kept appearing in front of Lao Wai's eyes.

Lao Wai is very sure that this is not an illness, nor a hallucination, nor a dream. Although he stays up late every day to write, his weight of more than 200 kilograms tells him that his body is still very good, but he is just a little fatter...

So, if it’s not a disease, then it’s the system. What else could it be? If it wasn’t the system, wouldn’t those who write system articles have to starve to death...

Well, Lao Wai is a fat and generous person; he is a person who can face life cheerfully even if his novels are on the street...

"I go... I think I'm stupid. With my level and my weight, if I can survive three episodes during the Anti-Japanese War, I lose! After checking nearly 10 million words of information, I can see how poor the revolutionary ancestors are.

I don’t know if it’s easy?”

"Besides, with my physical fitness, I have no family martial arts, I am not a military king, let alone a mercenary, and I am not an engineering student. What can I do when I go to the Anti-Japanese War? What can I do? Is there anything else I can do?

As awesome as the protagonist in my novel? Tsk! No!”

Therefore, before falling asleep, Lao Wai took another look at the line of words that would appear in front of him even if he closed his eyes. He thought about it in his mind for a while, and then stared at the "No" option for a while, and then decided to click "No".

"It's not a powerful system? What's the use of you? I hope that when I wake up, the system will be far away from me. I have to go to work tomorrow...ah... I kick my legs and I'm free from the world..." Thinking of the stars

The old man fell into a deep sleep, and after a while, a loud snoring sounded...

Then, when Lao Wai suddenly woke up, the first scene happened, and then he fainted again...

"Boom..." I don't know how long I have been asleep, but suddenly a shocking sound sounded not far from Laowai...

However, Lao Wai was still in a coma, and even though the explosion was loud and loud, he didn't react.

"Changyi, get up quickly, hurry up, the Japanese and puppet troops are coming!" In a daze, Lao Wai heard someone yelling in his ears, which made his ears buzz.

"Who is it? I'm sleepy..." Lao Wai was shaken to wake up, but he didn't even raise his head or open his eyes. He didn't even hear what the other party said clearly, so he replied in a daze.

"Damn it, it's a matter of life and death! Let's go quickly!" The man yelled, picked up Lao Wai and ran away.

Lao Waizheng was in a daze when someone suddenly grabbed an arm and lifted him up. He was still being carried forward. He also ran forward staggeringly, and he still hadn't opened his eyes.

Yes, the current situation is that a group of twenty or so ragged guerrillas are running around in a dark night, looking like they are running in a hurry.

Then, Lao Wai staggered away while being pulled by one of the guerrillas.

The guerrillas were running in a hurry and seemed to have little equipment on them?

In fact, it's true. How can they have any equipment? If they had equipment, they would be able to chase the Japanese and puppet troops all over the mountain.

The entire guerrilla group has 25 people, but only three lousy rifles, only five bullets, and three hand grenades, which are heavy weapons. Well, the red tassel gun is one for each person, but that thing is not good against the long guns and short cannons of the Japanese and puppet troops.

So, unless you attack suddenly and engage in close combat!

So, run, run far away, and then look for opportunities to sneak up on the lone Japanese and puppet troops. If you kill one or two, you can get weapons and ammunition for one or two people.

That's right, I'm running away now just to find an opportunity to beat up Mengzi and fuck him, but I'm not like those people. They turned around and ran away when they saw the enemy when they had a good guy in their hands. How shameful!

"Oops..." Our old man ran a few steps when he suddenly tripped and fell to the ground.

And then... Why is Lao Wai squinting again (~﹃~)~zZ... Well, the ground is comfortable...

"Hu Changyi, wake up! Diao Qixian, your fucking tactics are too dirty. I let you get beaten like this by yourself! You said, if he never remembers, our equipment will be gone!"

At this time, a loud voice sounded in the ears of Lao Wai, Hu Changyi, as if he was scolding someone.

"I, Xiao Diao, can be considered an expert at sap-killing. I haven't killed anyone under my hands yet. I dare say that I didn't strike hard that day!" came a sharp male voice.

"Zhangyi was injured back then, and his head was knocked unconscious by a bomb. His brother was killed in that battle! You guys... our superiors originally gave us some guns for him to bring, but now that they are better, he can't remember them.

,No more!" came a gentle male voice.

"Stop nagging and run away. Changyi is ill again. Tieniu, come and carry him!" A gentle but dignified voice sounded.

"Okay, let me come and help you!" After finishing speaking in an angry voice, Lao Wai suddenly felt that he was being lifted up again, and then he seemed to be lying on a broad back, and his big hands were clasping his thighs.

Then...Deng, Deng, Deng...As the body trembled, Hu Changyi was carried on his back and ran...

Well, our old man is not sick this time, and he is definitely not asleep, because he seems to be accepting the memory of a person named Hu Changyi. Anyway, while running up and down, Hu Changyi only felt his head buzzing.

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Even if the people around him were talking, even if the sound of gunfire came from time to time, he felt that his ears seemed to be separated by a membrane and sounded hollow...

I don’t know how long it took, but the sky became slightly brighter, and Lao Wai suddenly woke up. However, Lao Wai did not open his eyes, because even with his eyes closed, a line of words appeared in front of him:

Congratulations to the host for successfully traveling to the parallel world plane No. 9527, the early stage of the war of resistance. The system has been initialized successfully and is starting up...

3...2...1... The subtitles disappeared, but a soft sound came from his ears... Ding... Congratulations to the host for binding to the primary military system!

Then, another subtitle appeared in front of his eyes on a light blue illusory background, with black fonts.

Host: Current name is Hu Changyi (an online writer who misses everything).

Identity: guerrilla, age 18.

Physical fitness: thin, injured (malnutrition, concussion).

Possessing skills: Marksmanship 1 (a little stronger than ordinary soldiers).

Special specialty: Hand speed 1 (you can draw a gun faster than an average soldier).

Items owned: a military uniform, a pair of straw sandals, a Dayang, a dagger, a Wowotou, and two ounces of salt.

System status: Initialization completed, host memory fusion completed, task release system started, redemption system started, lottery system started...

System items: A gift package for newbies. Do you want to receive it? Yes or no?

Subtitle close button: Close ×

At this time, Lao Wai had successfully integrated Hu Changyi's memory, and through his powerful reading ability, he knew that he had been tricked by this unscrupulous system into a parallel world numbered 9527 during the Anti-Japanese War.

But this number... forget it, this is not the time to think about this. I quickly clicked yes on the novice gift package option and clicked × on the closed subtitles. Then the subtitles disappeared.

"From now on, I will no longer be Lao Wai, but Hu Changyi!" Secretly cheering himself up, Hu Changyi quickly opened his eyes without caring about the system.

Hu Changyi knew that he was being carried away by someone at the moment. He didn't know how long he had been running and where he was. It was a life-and-death moment, so he couldn't care less about the system.

The first thing he has to consider is how to survive the pursuit of the puppet army and the Japanese! Yes, only by surviving can he consider other things. Even if he has a system bound to him, he still has to survive.

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Suddenly, Hu Changyi remembered something and hurriedly shouted: "Go to the Dragon King Temple, go to the Dragon King Temple quickly!"

In Hu Changyi's memory, his superiors sent him to join the guerrillas, to help captain Zhao Fengnian develop the base area, and he also distributed some guns and ammunition to the guerrillas, which he brought.

However, because a comrade sent by his superiors who knew the place died, he couldn't find the place himself, so he simply hid the equipment in the Dragon King Temple and went to find the guerrillas himself.

As a result, as soon as he entered a village, he was beaten up... and his memory was fragmented until someone pulled him away...

Well, the original owner was quite unlucky. He did not die at the hands of the Japanese, but was beaten by his own people...

"Changyi, did you remember something?" The person who spoke was Zhao Fengnian, the guerrilla captain of this guerrilla group, a veteran of the Red Army, a native of the Dabie Mountains, and the same village as Hu Changyi.

Well, this is also the only person from the guerrillas that Hu Changyi knows.

"Uncle Fengnian, go to the Dragon King Temple quickly. I remembered to hide my things in the Dragon King Temple!" Hu Changyi said directly.

"Thank God, you finally remembered! Turn around and go to the Dragon King Temple!"

After Zhao Fengnian finished speaking, he immediately turned around with his men. Then, the guerrillas followed Zhao Fengnian one by one and turned around and ran away.

It was at this time that Hu Changyi discovered that the person carrying him was actually in second place, and the person behind him seemed to be blocking the position behind him.

"Is this protecting me?" Hu Changyi thought to himself.
Chapter completed!