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1938, the twenty-seventh year of the Republic of China.

This was one of the most tragic times in China.

After the July 7 Incident in 1937, the Japanese army suddenly launched a full-scale war of aggression against China for the whole of China.

For a time, the wind and clouds surged, and the whole of China fell into endless wars, and the provinces of China also became-for-tat battlefields between the Japanese army and the national army.

The two provinces of China and Guangxi have become one of the most tragic war zones between the Japanese army and the national army.

Tengcheng.

"Whew......"

As a burst of white light flashed, Qi Yunfei slowly opened his eyes.

"Where is this?"

Qi Yunfei opened his eyes, and the first thing he saw was a clear blue sky, and wisps of gray-white smoke were slowly rising towards the sky, trying to envelop the blue sky and white sun.

And soon, Qi Yunfei found that he was lying on a cold ground, and the bottom was wet, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

Moreover, between breaths, he even smelled a murky air full of blood and gunsmoke from his surroundings.

Qi Yunfei shook his head, which was still a little dizzy, to sober himself up for a moment, and then moved his body and tried to get up from the ground.

However, when he wanted to move his arm, he suddenly felt a sharp pain suddenly coming from the right side of his body.

"Ahem!ahem!ahem!ahem......"

Suddenly, Qi Yunfei hurriedly covered his mouth tightly, coughed violently, and a wisp of bright red blood slowly flowed out from between his fingers, gently dripping into the pool of blood that had been dyed red under him.

"Damn, what's going on?"

Finally stopped coughing, Qi Yunfei hurriedly looked along his right body, it was okay not to look at it, but when he saw it, even he himself was taken aback.

I saw that the right half of Qi Yunfei's body was already a blur of flesh and blood at this time.

His right hand, his entire arm, from the palm to the elbow, and his right foot, the sole of the foot to the base of the calf, were gone.

A large amount of blood, as if in a constant stream, continued to flow from the broken wounds in his arms and calves, staining the vast expanse of land where he was lying horizontally.

And Qi Yunfei himself, at this moment, the place where he was lying was in a pit that had been blown out by a cannonball.

Obviously, Qi Yunfei's body, unfortunately, was blown off by a cannonball coming from nowhere, and died tragically on the spot.

Fuck, I said, how do I feel wet where I'm lying!

Thinking like this, Qi Yunfei's gaze was condensed, and he immediately forcibly urged a wisp of true yuan power that he had brought into this body, raised his left hand, which was still able to move, and quickly tapped a few times on the key points around his body.

Suddenly, Qi Yunfei felt that his right hand and right foot had stopped flowing blood, and no longer flowed blood.

It's just that it's just a stopgap measure!

His wounds have not healed yet, and if he doesn't deal with them in time, Qi Yunfei has every reason to believe that he can really only be a disabled person.

System, count you ruthless!

Qi Yunfei really wanted to give the system a middle finger.

This bastard system really can't let itself stop for a while!

Before, it got a sick body for itself, but this time it was even more outrageous, it directly got a damaged body for itself.

This is to force Lao Tzu to scold his mother!

"Ya Ji give ......"

However, before Qi Yunfei could breathe a sigh of relief, a familiar shouting of killing suddenly came from his ears.

This kind of shouting and killing has been heard in countless domestic war films.

Therefore, after he heard this strange shouting and killing, a very familiar word immediately popped out of his mind.

Japs?

Suddenly, at this moment, what even Qi Yunfei didn't know was that his originally calm and waveless eyes instantly became cold.

In those deep eyes, what was revealed was a kind of hatred that seemed to be endless.

At the same time, in Qi Yunfei's mind, a memory that did not belong to him began to pass through his mind quickly, and then, little by little, it merged into Qi Yunfei's original memory.

Qi Yunfei just groaned.

Soon, he understood all the memories that flowed into his mind, and finally roughly understood his current situation.

The current time is 1938, that is, the 27th year of the Republic of China, the period when the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression broke out not long ago.

The Japanese devils launched a full-scale war of aggression against China for the whole of China, and it was also the most difficult period for China.

And himself, now in his current identity, is a soldier of the national army, stationed in the city defense department of the west gate of Tengcheng, the commander of the 44th regiment, Qi Yunfei.

Not long ago, because Tengcheng was suddenly attacked by a Japanese squadron, he led all his 44th regiments to defend in the west gate of Tengcheng to resist the attack of this Japanese army.

However, after barely withstanding two waves of fierce attacks by the Japanese army, he was accidentally affected by a stray bullet from the Japanese mortar during a round of Japanese artillery bombardment against the position, directly blowing up one of his arms and one foot.

And the memory is over at this point.

In other words, before Qi Yunfei possessed this body, the original owner of this body had completely died.

System, how ruthless you are! You even borrowed corpses to return souls to me!

Cups!

You say, you're not unlucky, what's the wrong name, why do you want to raise a 44th regiment!

Forty-four!

No, you're really dead!

Qi Yunfei didn't know whether he was complaining about his own misfortune or the misfortune of the original owner of this body!

However, although the original owner of Qi Yunfei's current body has died, the battle in Tengcheng is still not over.

Moreover, during the time when he fell, the Japanese offensive against Tengcheng began to become more and more fierce.

By now, almost all the Japanese soldiers had almost reached the trench positions of the 44th Regiment.

on the battlefield.

"Kill......"

Looking at the Japanese soldiers who were getting closer and closer, the soldiers of the 44th Regiment were constantly pulling the plate of the rifles in their hands and shooting the Japanese soldiers who rushed forward one after another.

It's just that with the increasing number of Japanese soldiers pouring in, the guns and ammunition in the hands of the soldiers of the 44th Regiment alone are becoming more and more insufficient.

Even, in the end, in the face of the Japanese soldiers who were already approaching, the soldiers of the 44th Regiment had to rely on the swords in their hands to fight with the Japanese soldiers who were close in front of them.

For a while, the sword light and sword shadows, and blood droplets flew sideways.

As one Japanese soldier after another and the soldiers of the 44th Regiment fell, more Japanese soldiers in the back rushed forward one after another, brandishing bayonets in their hands, piercing the chests of the soldiers of the 44th Regiment who were still resisting stubbornly.

Suddenly, the blood that flowed from the bodies of the most heroic warriors in China stained the land.