Tang Yunyang's words are basically an understandable choice.

In his memory, during the First World War, Fokker planes fought on the side of the Allies. The Entente countries included the United States, Britain and France, China, Italy, and Japan, and although China and Japan both belonged to the Entente camp, it was impossible for China to have an aircraft at that time, so it was .......

"Save ...... Save me......! ”

"Hmm!"

Tang Yunyang, who was walking towards the woods, stopped, there was no doubt that the pilot spoke Chinese, and it was actually an authentic "Xi'an dialect".

"Impossible, did the Chinese also have planes during the First World War? Could it be a volunteer who went to France to fight in the war? ”

Still, he turned around and ran towards the pilot, thinking that he should at least ask if he had a pistol if he was found to be Japanese. Kill a devil, and I want to believe that there will be no uneasiness in my conscience.

"Poof...... Burst...... Poof" ominous bullet sound, as the sound of the engine gets closer and closer.

At this time, Tang Yunyang had already pulled the pilot and hid in the trees.

The plane that crashed outside the "boom" burned in the strafing, and it was touching that with this explosion, the Fokker . The EIII aircraft finally left the area.

As the sun set and the last rays of its rays fell, the woods were completely darkened. The house in the woods was already empty, and it is estimated that the people here did not know where they had run to escape the war. The house was also battered by the shelling.

Tang Yunyang tore the young man's shirt and bandaged him. A preliminary examination of his body was full of skin injuries, which would have cost him his life.

Unfortunately, his leg was badly injured and probably broken. Tang Yunyang used a broken wooden board to fix him simply as he did in the first aid training.

It was easy to get all this done, and then he sat down and looked at the revolver. Look at the chamber, pick it up and aim it, and keep it close at hand where you can hold it at all times.

After holding his breath and listening carefully, he took out a cigarette, lit it, and took a deep breath. I took a puff of cigarette in my mouth, and then leaned my ears to listen, and made sure that there was indeed no movement in the four places, and then I dared to spit out the cigarette.

"Hey, give me a cigarette too!"

Suddenly hearing the voice, when he first entered the battlefield, Tang Yunyang, who was a little nervous, grabbed the revolver and pointed at the other party. Seeing the muzzle of the gun, the guy stretched out one in fright and shook it around.

"Don't, don't do that, you're going to go crazy! I just want a cigarette. ”

Tang Yunyang didn't put down the gun and asked.

"What nationality are you, Chinese? Japanese who can speak Chinese? ”

"I'm American, my father is Chinese, my name is Mike. Man. And what about you, are you French or ...... I order you as an officer! ”

As soon as he heard that he was Chinese, Tang Yunyang was relieved. Reaching out and pulling the cigarette from his mouth, Mike. Lang's mouth. Then, take another stick from the cigarette case and light it with a lighter. Hear Mike. Lang's name, he couldn't help but think of the famous "Old Mac Wolf", and took a closer look, to be honest, this guy is really a bit similar.

Mike. The cigarette butt on Lang's mouth suddenly lit up for a while, and it was estimated that this kid was also a smoker, so he took a hard puff for a long time before spitting it out. Only then did he begin to speak, and his speech was a little slurred because of the cigarette in his mouth.

"Hey, do you know that snatching an officer's weapon is to be shot, you are a Chinese laborer!"

Tang Yunyang really doesn't know this Mike. How is Lang's head long, and he replied casually.

"If I kill you now, no one will know that I have snatched your weapon! And I'm now more and more suspicious that you're a Chinese-speaking devil! Only the devil is the poisonous snake in the farmer's arms! ”

"What?"

It seems that the story of "The Farmer and the Snake" Mike. Lang has never heard of it,

Tang Yunyang put the pistol aside and said, "A Chinese farmer saved a Japanese poisonous snake, and then the Chinese farmer was bitten by a Japanese poisonous snake, probably like that." ”

"I told you that I was an America......n, so be it, you give me the gun, and then I'll send you to the labor camp. Just tell them that you left the team without permission to save me, so that no one will hold you accountable. ”

"Stop talking nonsense, okay, I'm not a laborer!"

Tang Yunyang, who desperately wanted to calm himself down, rushed at Mike. Lang let out a low roar, his heart is now extremely messy, you must know that a good modern person is waiting to see the grand occasion of the 2008 Olympic Games, and he accidentally came here.

That's it for today, then tomorrow! Tomorrow, where do we go? The messiness in Tang Yunyang's heart is really something that outsiders can't feel.

As the saying goes, words don't speculate for more than half a sentence, and after a while, Mike. Lang Cai said again: "Can you make a fire, I feel a chill." ”

"It doesn't matter, that's a normal reaction to your fever after being injured, and besides, isn't it afraid of being hit by fire on the battlefield here!"

Mike. Lang snorted, as if mocking his timidity.

"Humph! The battlefield, this is the rear line of defense, far from the line of fire, you don't have to be afraid. ”

Tang Yunyang, who was distraught, scolded: "You are really troublesome, I wouldn't have saved you if I had known!" ”

A bonfire burned, bringing light and warmth to the ruined house. The faint feeling of hunger in his stomach made Tang Yunyang smoke cigarettes one after another, hoping to resist hunger.

After lighting the cigarette again, Tang Yunyang put the cigarette and lighter aside.

"Your cigarettes are very good to smoke, what brand is it?" Mike. Lang was obviously a talkative guy, completely ignoring Tang Yunyang's sorrow.

"China, a good cat from Baoji!"

"Baoji, I heard my father say that it is a small place, where such good cigarettes can be produced?" Mike. The old wolf obviously didn't believe Tang Yunyang's words.

"Why not, in a hundred years?"

Tang Yunyang asked angrily, he always felt uncomfortable when he looked at those guys who admired foreign people, but this time he saw the "banana man" and was naturally even more polite.

This time, Mike. Lang was taken aback, he obviously thought for a moment, looked Tang Yun up and down, and asked, "Where did you come from?" ”

Tang Yunyang looked at the look of surprise on Jack's face with interest, and said something that made it even more difficult for him to believe.

"Humph! I'm from China a hundred years later, believe it or not! ”

"A hundred years from now?" Mike. Lang repeated unbelievably in his mouth, and he carefully looked at Tang Yunyang, as well as the clothes and items on his body.

His clothes are in a strange style, with a lot of bells and whistles pasted on them.

On a large watch on the wrist, the hands and scales are unusually clear and can be seen clearly from a distance. Beside him was a helmet with a strange style that he had never seen before, and he remembered the delta wing in flight.

Mike. Lang's words surprised Tang Yunyang even more: "I believe it! ”

"Do you really believe it?"

(PS: Seeing this, don't be in a hurry to scold, when you see the role of this identity in World War II, you should understand this problem!) ）