In early October 1937, the Itagaki Division of the Japanese Army launched a large-scale attack on the northern part of Shanxi.

A few days later, the vanguard of the Yue army approached the town of Pingyuan in Laoxian County, and the Chinese defenders and the Yue army engaged in a fierce battle in Pingyuan Town.

"Boom, boom, boom—"

"Da Da Da-"

Deafening explosions resounded around Plains Town one after another; The guns of rifles, light machine guns, heavy machine guns were tightly intertwined.

The battle lasted from early morning to late afternoon, and the little devil artillery bombarded the positions of the defenders of Plains Town, never breaking through the outer defensive line.

Responsible for guarding Pingyuan Town were the 66th Division and 196th Brigade of the Jin Sui Army, as well as some local armed forces.

The outer defensive position of Pingyuan Town is on a small dirt slope more than 500 meters away from the town.

The Tupo position is located in the northwest of the town, and this is not a frontal battlefield for the devil's attack, but it was also attacked by the devil's fierce artillery fire.

In just a few moments, the slopes were devastated by the bombing, scorched earth and flaming shrapnel fragments everywhere, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood and gunsmoke.

"Brother Hong, Brother Hong, Brother Hong, wake up!"

Several soldiers dug Li Hong, who had been stunned by the shell, out of the pit, and shook Li Hong's body as they shouted.

After a while, Li Hong opened his eyelids slightly and woke up unconscious.

First of all, what appeared in his sight were several gray-faced soldiers in tattered clothes.

In the face of these unfamiliar faces, he looked very confused and strange.

Because Li Hong was injured by a cannonball just now, there was a swelling pain in his head, and his hearing also suffered from transient tinnitus and deafness.

No matter how loudly the soldiers next to him shouted, Li Hong could only hear a "buzzing" noise in his ears, and nothing else could be heard.

He tapped his drowsy head, trying to remember something.

In his vague memory, Li Hong vaguely remembered that there was a blasting accident during the filming of the anti-Japanese drama, and before he arrived at the hospital, he was in a hurry to find God to get a boxed lunch halfway.

He then enjoyed the full service of the funeral home, with makeup, plastic surgery, a freezer, a stove, and finally a small dark box......

Just when Li Hong couldn't understand why he was still alive, suddenly, a strange prompt sound appeared in the depths of his soul.

Ding dong!

Summon Host Success!

Congratulations, the host Li Hong was reborn and traveled to the anti-Japanese battlefield to obtain the anti-Japanese system, which automatically activated the properties of the host panel.

Host: Li Hong.

Class: Bandit Leader.

Rank: Captain of the Security Corps.

IQ: -260 (Because the host brain is traumatized, there is no room for IQ to fall.) ）

Luck: 0

Experience Points: 0

Anti-Japanese merit value: 0

……

Originally, Li Hong was surprised that he had come back from the dead, but now when he heard these strange system prompts, he felt even more incredible.

"I'm X, could it be that Lao Tzu has been reborn and crossed? What kind of broken system did you even get? ”

Li Hong didn't have time to think about it, at this time, his only thought was to leave this battlefield full of artillery fire.

He ignored the few soldiers on the side, struggled a few times, struggled to his feet, and walked dizzily along the winding trench.

I had just taken a few steps, and suddenly, I almost fell to the ground again.

Li Hong subconsciously looked down and was suddenly startled.

I saw a soldier covered in blood tugging at his trouser leg and refusing to let go.

The soldier was badly wounded, his legs were all blown off from the knee down, his flesh was covered in blood, and his charred face was twisted into a ball, obviously in extreme pain.

"Captain...... Captain, help me......"

Li Hong couldn't hear what he was talking about, but the pleading look in the other party's eyes had already told the soldier all his desire to survive. Hope.

"I'm X, Lao Tzu himself is now unable to protect himself, where can I save you......"

Avoiding the eyes of the injured soldiers calling for help, Li Hong struggled to break free of the other party's hand, and ran away in fright.

The more he walked to the front of the position, the more he could not adapt to the scenes he saw.

More than a dozen bloodied corpses of soldiers were lying on the battlefield, and the burpling trenches were everywhere.

The death of these soldiers was very miserable, some of them had their limbs broken by machine guns, some were torn apart by aerial bombs and shells, and the ground was full of internal organs.

"Ge Lao Tzu, they all say that life lies in tossing, but Lao Tzu is dead and only a handful of ashes are left, and the broken system of the pit father has to turn Lao Tzu out of the urn and suffer alive!"

Being reborn in such a war-torn world is simply crazy and devastating, and it is better to lie in the urn and hold an airbag doll.

A thick smell of blood penetrated into Li Hong's nose, making his throat uncontrollably regurgitated.

"Vomit, vomit......"

If Li Hong's psychological quality wasn't bad, I'm afraid he would have vomited out the gastric juice.

In such a ghost place, Li Hong didn't want to stay for a second.

But what else can he do to change his fate now?

It's better to die than to live, you can only accept the reality and accept your fate to be cannon fodder!

Sitting on the ground and thinking calmly for a while, Li Hong's mind slowly pieced together all the memories of the original owner of the body.

It turned out that the host of his rebirth was a bandit leader, who had just been absorbed by the Jin Sui Army two days ago and became the captain of the local security team.

No wonder these grizzled soldiers around them look like bandits, and their weapons and equipment are also varied.

"Brother Hong, it's not good...... Oh no......"

At this time, a soldier of the security team with a Czech ZB-26 light machine gun in his hand hurriedly ran to Li Hong.

Li Hong squinted at the panting soldier in front of him, the soldier was burly and wore a camellied shoulder.

His name is Shi Yibiao, and he is one of the powerful subordinates of the former bandit Li Hong.

"Biaozi, what are you talking about? Isn't Lao Tzu still dead?! Li Hong yelled at the other party.

"Brother Hong, Brother Hong, are you not stupid? We all thought you were stupid by the shells......"

Several soldiers of the security team shouted, and then they gathered around Li Hong.

Li Hong didn't say a word, raised his hand and rewarded each of them with a brain scraper, and then reprimanded them one by one in a bandit tone.

"Mei Youcai, Mei Zhizhi, Hu Bald, who do you turtle sons say are stupid? Believe it or not, Lao Tzu smashed your turtle brains?! ”

Several people straightened their waists and accepted the beating and scolding without smiling: "Brother Hong, what you taught us is that we will never dare to talk nonsense next time!" ”

Standing upright when beaten and smiling when trained, this is the rule of their security team.

Shi Yibiao took a few breaths, and remembered that there was something important to report to Li Hong: "Brother Hong, the little devil is rushing towards our position, there is probably a squad of devils." ”

After learning the news, Li Hong suddenly panicked, and the first thought that popped into his mind was to slip away quickly.

What is the concept of a squad devil?

How can I say that Li Hong is also the king of the dragon set who has filmed more than 200 anti-Japanese dramas, and he is too familiar with the number of little devils and firepower.

A regular devil combat team is at least 50-60 people, with a machine gun team and a grenadier team......

"Biaozi, how many brothers do we have who can fight?" Li Hong pretended to be calm and asked.

Shi Yibiao replied truthfully: "Brother Hong, in addition to the injured and sacrificed brothers, we now have less than 40 brothers who can fight......

Li Hong quickly glanced around at the weapons and equipment of the security team, this motley army had a total of more than a dozen grenades from one machine gun, and the rest were Hanyang-made and old sleeve rifles, as well as hunting clay guns.

At the moment, the disparity between the strength of the two sides is too great, they do not have an advantage in numbers, and they lack weapons and equipment are backward, if they are hard steel with the little devils, it is simply a lantern in the toilet - looking for to eat.

Of course, Li Hong wouldn't do the stupid thing of looking for death, so his mind spun quickly, thinking about how to deal with the enemy.

"Biaozi, give me the binoculars."

Li Hong took the telescope handed by Shi Yibiao and quickly moved to a hidden fortification on the right.

He leaned on the sandbags stacked on the base, raised his head slightly, raised his binoculars with both hands to observe, and looked at the little devil who was attacking a few hundred meters in front of him.