Qin Chuan looked at the huge screen, and his mind was a little dazed for a while.

There is no doubt that after being hit by that Stinger missile, he should have died. But now he was standing in this mysterious space.

"Welcome to the Dragon City Commander system, where you can accumulate merit points by killing enemies, and then buy the equipment you need.

Equipment is divided into levels 1 to 10, and different merit values will allow you to buy different levels of equipment, but only after a certain number of kills can you unlock the corresponding level. The robot female voice of the system makes people listen to it very awkwardly.

But Qin Chuan had already roughly understood that he had not died yet, but had just come to this mysterious system space.

"Wait a minute, I'm here, who can I kill? Why am I in this place, what the hell is this? Qin Chuan's series of questions were not answered systematically.

"The portal is about to open, so be ready for battle. Target Battlefield: Songhu! As the system said this, a blue light suddenly fell from the sky and fell on Qin Chuan's body.

"Ahh Qin Chuan felt his body spinning in the blue light, and the feeling made him dizzy.

At that moment, a loud bang was heard, as if it was about to tear his eardrums.

Qin Chuan is really familiar with this kind of sound, and generally only large-caliber artillery on the battlefield will have such a violent sound.

"Company Commander!! Wake up! If you die, what can we do!! Qin Chuan felt that someone was calling out to him, but he couldn't open his eyes at this moment.

"Sixth son, no, the company commander was shocked by the shell, and he won't be able to breathe anymore, I think we have to take artificial respiration." A rough voice echoed in Qin Chuan's ears.

"Platoon Commander Zhang, artificial respiration? Isn't that a kiss? If you don't come, I won't win. Liuzi obviously couldn't accept the kiss with a man, especially when it was his first kiss.

When the man known as Platoon Commander Zhang heard this, he immediately said, "Damn it, mother-in-law and mother-in-law, let me come." After saying that, he couldn't wait to break Qin Chuan's mouth, intending to start giving him artificial respiration.

Qin Chuan's consciousness was still there at this time, and he said in his heart that he had his first kiss, and he couldn't give anything to a man! And when this man was talking, it was obvious that he had bad breath.

Then he opened his eyes suddenly, and saw the lips that were about to come up, and he screamed, and pushed the man away.

And the moment he opened his eyes, countless memories suddenly flooded into his mind.

He looked around and saw that although he had never seen them himself, he could know their names.

Qin Chuan knew that this was the memory that the system gave him.

"Company commander, you're awake, the little devil is going to touch it again." Liuzi leaned over and looked at Qin Chuan, who had a cannon fodder face, and said.

Qin Chuan was stunned by the Japanese shells, and he was able to wake up at this time, which was really a blessing in misfortune.

"Where is this?" Qin Chuan looked at the gray-headed soldiers in the uniforms of the national army and asked.

"Where is this? This is Luodian! Where else could it be? Liuzi said, helping his German helmet.

"Yes, we've been fighting here for a week, why did you forget it, company commander?" At this time, it was a long row of Zhang Changshan, a strong man with a full face.

"I look, eighty percent of them were compared to the whole tiger by the devil's shells, don't be afraid, I have an ancestral home remedy here, and if I slap it down, I must be beaten back." The man who spoke was a veteran in his early forties, with a northeastern accent, who was a hygienist for the 9th Company who had treated at least five wounded in a week, nicknamed the veterinarian.

After he said these words, he raised his face and was about to give Qin Chuan the back of the head. But he was grabbed by Qin Chuan, who woke up, and said: "Lao Tzu is not confused, I just have to slow down for a while." ”

A minute later, he had finally sorted out the memories that had been poured into his head by the system.

At this time, he was Qin Chuan, the commander of the 9th Company of the 3rd Battalion of the 524th Regiment under the 262nd Brigade of the 88th Division of the National Army, and was ordered to support the 67th Division's operation in Luodian from the direction of Hongqiao.

This Luo shop is no other place, it is the Luo shop called the "Flesh Mill".

Qin Chuan loves history, this is naturally clear, at this moment, he actually came to the Songhu battlefield. And it is still in Luodian, where the battle is the fiercest.

At this time, they were besieged by the Japanese in a position, and they had just repelled a Japanese onslaught. However, according to the current Japanese offensive, if no reinforcements arrive, they may be crushed by the Japanese before dark today.

Qin Chuan didn't have time to lament that he was unlucky, since he had come to this era, he couldn't say anything and put it into a box. What's more, fighting devils, but one thing he longed for very much back then, and now he has traveled to this era, which allows him to realize his dream back then.

"How many of us are there? What about the second and third platoon lengths? Qin Chuan shouted.

Liuzi pointed to a burning corpse on the position not far away and said, "The second platoon commander is burning over there, the third platoon commander has just been blown up by a shell, and that arm seems to be his." ”

Qin Chuan was stunned for a moment, then asked, "Then how many people are left?" ”

Liuzi said: "We can even move, there are more than 50 people left." ”

"When will the reinforcements come and send them a telegram?" Qin Chuan asked.

Zhang Changshan hugged a radio station, put it in front of Qin Chuan and said, "The radio station is here, but the correspondent was knocked off half of his head by the little devil, and we won't send a telegram." ”

Seeing the radio, Qin Chuan knew that they were still saved, so he immediately hugged the radio station, and then said: "Brothers, go back to your respective positions, and I will call reinforcements for everyone." With that, he picked up the codebook on the radio and looked at the various codes on it.

As the strongest special forces in the later army, Qin Chuan's skills can be described as varied, whether it is many Chinese languages or the use of various weapons and equipment, he can even fly various types of aircraft.

The use of Morse code for reporting is one of the most inconspicuous ones, and it is also a necessary skill for special forces.

Although the old and bulky radio station in front of me is different from the radio station of later generations, the way of using it is very similar. Qin Chuan groped in the trench for a while, and he had already mastered the method, and then he used the encrypted telegram to start sending a message to the headquarters in their rear.