In a drowsy state, Yang Chen seemed to hear a loud noise coming into his ears, mixed with a wave of shaking mountains.

Slowly opening his eyes, Yang Chen was stunned.

"Where is this? What's wrong with me? ”

Looking around, Yang Chen found himself in the midst of a battlefield, with ruins and wars; More than a dozen devil officers and men with bayonets were rushing towards him under the cover of machine-gun fire.

In the trenches, the companions were still gritting their teeth to resist, and with the sound of gunfire, two devil officers and soldiers in-yellow military uniforms fell under the slope.

Yang Chen turned his head, there were several bloody "corpses" lying in the trench on the right side of the trench, and when he saw this, he couldn't help but tighten his chrysanthemum, and scolded: ", this is filming a TV series of the Anti-Japanese War?" This prop is too realistic, isn't it?

and the acting skills of this group of actors, it's too special, right? Explode those little fresh meat that only cuts out pictures.

Shouldn't the sound effects of this gunshot, as well as the special effects of this muzzle fireworks, be added later?

How can this directly use the real guy? Is it for the sake of the shooting effect?

I'm inside! This crew is too hard! A work of conscience! ”

"Oops, I'll go! That's not right, this hand, I'm Nima, it's really a broken arm, and this actor is too dedicated, right? Did you really break your hand in order to make a film?

And how did I end up on set? Wasn't I eating fried chicken and drinking beer at home watching "Bright Sword" starring Li Youbin?

Am I asleep, this is a dream? ”

"Boom!"

At this moment, a cannonball landed five meters away from Yang Chen's right and exploded, and a friendly soldier in a gray-blue military uniform was at the center of the explosion, his body was deeply torn apart by the tremendous force generated by the explosion of this cannonball.

One of the arms also flew towards Yang Chen, and at this time he finally knew that this was not filming, but a real battlefield.

Suddenly, his head tingled, and a series of memories flooded with him.

It took a while for Yang Chen to roughly accept and digest this memory, and he also figured out some things.

He crossed over, crossed into the parallel world of Liangjian, and became Yang Chen, the platoon leader of the third company and seven platoons of the first battalion of the 358th Regiment of the Jin Sui Army.

This man has the same name and surname as him, and he was shocked to death by the devil's cannonball in the battle just now, so he cheapened him.

"Hmm, wait?"

"Since Lao Tzu has crossed into the parallel world of the Bright Sword, even if he doesn't become Li Yunlong, he should at least become Chu Yunfei, right?

Take another 10,000 steps back, even if it's not at their level, how can you be a battalion commander, right?

This Nima is a small platoon leader, how will I mix in the future? ”

"No, there is no future......

Looking at the devil officers and soldiers who were constantly approaching the position, Yang Chen's face was dead.

"I haven't done anything bad in my last life, just use sand trolls into the mountains to hunt wild boars, hares or something, these are animals that specialize in stealing the crops of the villagers, it's not too much to hunt them, right?

My God, why are you doing this to me?

If you gave me a chance to be born again, why did you let me get a boxed lunch early? ”

"No, I'm going to resist!"

Yang Chen quickly regained his strength after a period of decadence, and the little devil had already rushed to fifty meters away from the position, and two of the devil officers and soldiers were still coming towards him.

Without thinking much about it, Yang Chen directly picked up the twenty-shot box cannon that originally belonged to him that fell on the ground. (Mauser pistol, also known as barge gun; The European theater has only one type of 10-round magazine, while the Chinese theater has a capacity of 10, 15, or even 20 rounds, of which 20 rounds are the main ones. ）

Yang Chen was a hunter and a military fan before his death, so he is still quite familiar with guns.

After opening the magazine and looking at it, Yang Chen reloaded the magazine after finding that there were still 12 bullets in it.

Lying in the trench, with the help of the sandbags on the trench as cover, he slightly probed to look at the devil team that was rapidly approaching the position.

Yang Chen counted a total of 13 devil officers and soldiers, this is the standard combat team of little devils, consisting of a four-person machine gun team and ten riflemen and a squad leader. plus the two devil officers and soldiers who had just been killed, there were exactly 15 people.

Under the suppression of powerful firepower, they were rushing towards the position without fear.

By this time, the machine guns above the position had been muted, and only scattered gunfire could be heard occasionally.

Yang Chen didn't know what the position of the rest of the platoons was, anyway, his seventh platoon was finished, and only he was the bare-pole platoon commander left, and he had crossed over.

At this moment, the distance between the two sides was about fifty meters, Yang Chen quietly poked out the muzzle of the gun, aimed at the devil officers and soldiers with the bayonet and the plaster flag at three points and one line, and pulled the trigger.

"Bang!"

The crisp sound of gunfire echoed in the mountain stream, and the bullet pierced the head of the little devil of the plaster flag, and the body fell on its back.

The twelve devil officers and soldiers on the side lay down at the same time, quickly judged the direction where the bullet was coming from, and pulled the trigger in the direction where the gunfire came.

The machine gun crew, under the cover of the riflemen, set up machine guns, ready to cover the infantry to continue the attack.

"No wonder the 358th Regiment was beaten so badly, it seems that it is really the elite unit of the little devils."

The little devil who was killed by Yang Chen was the commanding soldier of this detachment, because only soldiers who were familiar with the battlefield terrain, had a high combat quality, had a good psychological quality, and could make correct judgments on emergencies in time were allowed to hang plaster flags.

Originally, Yang Chen's target was the captain of the little devil detachment, but this devil detachment leader was extremely cunning, and he stood relatively backward when he broke through, so Yang Chen could only retreat to second.

At the same time as Yang Chen killed the devil and the devil commanding the soldiers, a voice suddenly sounded in his mind that made him jaw-dropping:

"System prompt: Congratulations to the host for killing an enemy soldier and bursting out a box of bullets for a Type 79 sniper rifle. Merit +1, XP +1. ”

"System Prompt: Congratulations to the host for completing the first kill, unlocking the achievement - the first kill, and rewarding a customized version of the Type 79 sniper rifle."

"System Prompt: Congratulations to the host for successfully activating the killing and explosive system, shoot in the portable space, all rewards and items from killing the enemy will appear directly in the personal space, and you can access them silently."

Three prompts similar to electronic synthesized sounds sounded in his mind one after another, and Yang Chen was directly stunned.

As the thoughts in his mind turned, a huge space appeared in Yang Chen's mind.

It was a vast space, and it was unknown how big it was, as it was completely shrouded in darkness and fog. There is a camouflage-painted Type 79 in the space, and as a senior military fan, Yang Chen still knows a lot about the domestic Type 79 sniper rifle.

The Type 79 sniper rifle is an imitation of the former Soviet Union's Dragonov (SVD) semi-automatic sniper rifle captured from Vietnamese snipers in the 1979 self-defense counterattack against Vietnam, which was officially finalized in 1979 and put into mass production in 1981; During the Lao Son operation, a large number of snipers of our army used this gun to participate in sniper operations against Vietnam.

It's just that this Type 79 sniper rifle is very different from the ordinary Type 79 sniper rifle, its structure and details are obviously very different, and the most important thing is that it is a brand new one, can you believe it?

Yang Chen dreamed of having a sniper rifle of his own, which was not too cool for hunting.

If he had held this sniper rifle in his hand instead of the sand troll, he would have been able to kill the 300 wild boars that went down the mountain to steal the villagers' crops with one shot, instead of being chased all over the mountain by it......

Shaking his head, Yang Chen wondered if he was stupid by the little devil's shell, all this made him feel too unreal.

However, as his mind turned, the Type 79 sniper rifle that had been lying in the space of his mind appeared in his hands.

At this time, the eight devil riflemen were already rushing towards Yang Chen under the cover of machine guns, and when they saw this scene, the corners of Yang Chen's mouth rose and a sneer rose: "It doesn't matter if he's a dream or an illusion, let's fuck it first!" ”

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