Zhang Yi seemed to have a long nightmare, dreaming that he was surrounded and suppressed by many enemies, surrounded by a lot of pressure, and felt that he would collapse at any time. Finally, Zhang Yi opened his eyes, the sunlight shining in from outside the door was a little dazzling, he raised his head and looked around, and found himself in a military tent, but is this in Africa? How could there still be such primitive military tents?

Zhang Yiyou knocked on his body, he was wearing a middle coat, day, which dynasty's clothes are this, why are you so sloppy, on your body? What about the wounds on his body, I clearly remember that I was shot by the killer at least six or seven times on the top of the mountain, and the last shot hit my spine, why didn't I feel a trace of discomfort all over my body?

Just when Zhang Yi was wondering, a pro-soldier walked in and said with a smile: "Zhang Tou'er, are you awake?" Wake up the bar after drinking the hot soup. After a hangover, the stomach will be very uncomfortable. ”

Zhang Yi was taken aback by the pro-soldier who came in, and saw that this pro-soldier was dressed as a clean soldier, and he was still holding a waist knife in his waist,, could it be that he was saved by the filming.

Zhang Yi asked, "Are you sure you're talking to me?" What are you calling me? ”

Qing Bing replied with a puzzled look: "Zhang Tou'er, of course I'm talking to you, I call you Zhang Tou'er." Haven't you sobered up yet? ”

Zhang Yi shook his head and asked, "Which crew are you?" Where am I? ”

The Qing soldiers were confused, touched their heads, and replied: "Boss, what is the crew, we are in North Korea, in the Qing soldiers' camp." The day before yesterday, you were just promoted to the rank of sentry officer because of your bravery in battle, and yesterday the brothers celebrated together, and you accidentally drank too much and slept for a whole day and a night. ”

Zhang Yi's mouth opened wide in surprise, how could this be? That's how you crossed it yourself? I'm a staunch atheist, a proletarian, and that can happen?

After a while, Zhang Yi came back to his senses and said, "What is your name and what is your position?" ”

Qing Bing replied: "Boss, you seem to be really drunk, I introduced it yesterday, my name is Li Biao, your future guard, the little one will have to rely on the leader to take care of it more in the future." ”

Zhang Yi muttered to himself: "Daqing, this is still the Qing army camp in North Korea, is this the First Sino-Japanese War?" Thinking of this, Zhang Yi's face changed, and he asked anxiously: "Li Biao, what day is this year?" ”

Li Biao replied: "Boss, this is April 20 in the summer of the twentieth year of Guangxu. ”

At this time, Zhang Yi suddenly felt his head swell, as if something had penetrated into his head, and the pain was unbearable, "Ah" Zhang Yi screamed and fainted in pain.

Li Biao was startled, and when he saw Zhang Yi fainting, he was so frightened that he hurriedly called someone: "Come on, come on, the boss has an accident, the head has fainted!" ”

When he landed, seven or eight pro-soldiers broke in outside, and everyone hurriedly carried Zhang Yi to the bed.

After noon, Zhang Yi woke up, but at this time there was an extra memory in his mind: Zhang Yi, a native of Baoding, 19 years old, joined the army half a year ago, and was promoted to a sentry officer the day before yesterday because of his combat bravery, in charge of a sentry of 72 people.

Zhang Yi suddenly had a feeling of crying and laughing, laughing because he was still alive, and he changed his identity to become a nineteen-year-old recruit, crying that he had actually traveled to the evening and was still in North Korea, and the Sino-Japanese war was about to be waged, in this war that must be lost, can he survive?

Several pro-soldiers around saw that Zhang Yi had woken up, and hurriedly surrounded him and greeted him one after another. Zhang Yi waved his hand and said, "Okay, don't worry, I'm fine, the main thing is that I am too drunk, and I am a little unwell, but now I am fine." ”

Several personal soldiers surrounded Zhang Yi and said: "Boss, you must be careful, we are on the battlefield, we are ready to fight at any time, the Oriental devils on the opposite side are amazing, even if we can't beat others, we can't run away when we don't have the strength, right?" You are now a celebrity in the army, the day before yesterday, you became famous, but you killed six devils in succession, that marksmanship is really nothing to say, if you have time, you can teach us. ”

Zhang Yi looked at the eager faces of these pro-soldiers, and a burst of heat surged in his heart, and he said in his heart: "This is a group of good men, although I have crossed here alone, and now I have nothing, can't I rely on my ability to return China to a bright future?" ”

Thinking of this, Zhang Yi suddenly became arrogant and said: "If you want to learn, of course it's a good thing, but I'm afraid that you won't be able to endure hardship, and you will be a group of soft eggs." ”

When several pro-soldiers heard this, their hearts suddenly held back a breath of anger, and one of the pro-soldiers said: "Boss, we are also dignified men, and we are all gentlemen with handles!" What kind of hardship can't be endured, what kind of soldiers should we be if we can't endure hardship? As long as you are willing to teach, we can learn well! ”

After Zhang Yi heard this, his spirits perked up, and he said loudly: "Okay, you have the courage of a man, what is your name?" ”

The pro-soldier said: "The subordinate is named Li Yi, and he is from Guannei. ”

Zhang Yi nodded and said, "Okay, since you want to learn, then I will never hide my secrets, and I will definitely make you a master." Order, all sentinels, assemble immediately, I will order. ”

A few of the soldiers replied: "Yes, chief! ”

A few people turned around and went out to give orders.

After about half an hour, a sentry finally assembled. Zhang Yi glanced at it, and almost had a crooked nose, some of these soldiers and ruffians were sitting, some were squatting, some were standing, and some were leaning on each other, three groups of twos and one, where is this barracks? Zhang Yi looked at this group of lazy and lazy Qing soldiers, and sighed in his heart: "No wonder, in the First Sino-Japanese War, we lost so badly, not to mention weapons and equipment and military literacy, military discipline is so sloppy, and the military appearance has no prestige at all, how can we win the war?" It's strange not to lose! ”

Zhang Yi shouted: "You all stand up for me!" It's a bit of a soldier? ”

Zhang Yi stopped drinking, and the lazy team gradually took shape, and the playground quieted down.

Zhang Yi continued: "Just now, a few of your brothers told me that they wanted to follow me to learn marksmanship and skills. I agreed, I am also willing to teach you my skills, since we are on the battlefield, we are the real brothers of life and death, at the critical moment, no one can face thousands of guns, we can only give our lives to our brothers, my brother is strong, I can better save my life, and I can win a battle. But, look at you, do you look like a little bit of a soldier? You are simply a bunch of peasants fleeing the famine! Just like you, how can I save my life, how can I give my back to you with peace of mind! I, Zhang Yi, don't want a waste-like brother, I want a brother who can fight well and has the courage to fight! Today, I declare here that I only need thirty men for this post, and the rest is of no use to me, but only a burden. I want elite soldiers, not scattered bravery! From today on, I will conduct special training for you for three months, and after three months, those who can survive must be the elite soldiers of the elite soldiers, everyone can be a good man against ten enemies, as for the remaining eliminated nest bags, I will pay him to send him back to his hometown, or the same sentence: I want elite soldiers! ”

Most of the Qing soldiers below are veterans, and they have already become soldiers in the barracks, and they didn't listen too carefully to Zhang Yi's words, and even a few of them were still chatting quietly, talking and laughing.

Zhang Yi's eyes narrowed suddenly, and he saw a bluestone slab lying horizontally next to him, about four or five centimeters thick, and suddenly had an idea in his heart. At that moment, he sneered and shouted: "I know that I am not very old, and many of you are not convinced, so let you open your eyes today!" ”

At the moment, he picked up the bluestone that was half a foot wide and two feet long, and he had also cultivated Bagua Palm and Xingyi Fist in his previous life, and he had also cultivated kung fu such as Iron Sand Palm, and he was like a master of both internal and external cultivation, such a bluestone slab was a piece of cake for him. In this life, Zhang Yi has also loved martial arts since he was a child, although he is far inferior to Zhang Yi in his previous life, but he can also be called half a master, and I believe that it is still possible to split a bluestone slab.

Zhang Yi put the bluestone on his right knee, lucked the dantian, turned his right palm into a knife, and slashed down the bluestone. Everyone's eyes have been attracted by Zhang Yi, and they have approached the onlookers.