Dixmoyd, Belgium, June 1, 1940.

The golden sun shines on this ancient city, and the fresh air in the morning makes people feel refreshed. Horse-drawn wagons that deliver goods to small shops in the early morning have begun to weave through the city's ancient laneways. The citizens had already woken up early, the housewives had already begun to prepare breakfast for their families, and the smell of food began to waft through the windows of those kitchens, and the warm and peaceful atmosphere hung over the whole city.

The city began its day as calm as ever, and no one could have imagined that four days ago it had been a battlefield, and the smoke had cleared, but the blue-gray military vehicles parked in the central square of the city and the soldiers in the gray uniforms of the spirit and rifles wandering around the streets had been reminding the Belgian citizens of the short but fierce battle four days earlier. Since that day, the city has fallen, and its own homeland has been occupied.

On the edge of the central square is the King's Hotel, the city's most exclusive hotel, which was known for its luxurious decoration and excellent service until the outbreak of the war, with more than 30 national-style luxury suites and delicious food prepared by high-class chefs from all over Europe, making it the inevitable choice of all the big names who come to the city.

Now it is no exception, and the occupiers have taken a fancy to it. The two long red Nazi flags hanging from the top floor of the hotel were a constant reminder of the Belgians' identity as conquerors. The rows of scrubbed-washed and gleaming black limousines showed them the status of the conquerors who lived here.

All Dixmoyd people knew that the man who lived in the city, in that luxury hotel, was definitely a big man, and he was bigger than all the big people who had been to the ancient city, and they had another topic on the table, and people were speculating about who lived there and why he came to this ancient city.

Xu Jun is now sitting leisurely in a comfortable and delicate rocking chair, looking at the calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall, thinking about his thoughts.

The style of this room makes Xu Jun feel comfortable and friendly. When he heard that the hotel had a luxurious Chinese-style suite, he couldn't believe his ears, and he didn't hesitate to set up his bedroom and office there. As a result, this long-established hotel did not disappoint Xu Jun, and this Chinese suite is indeed full of Chinese breath.

However, for Xu Jun, the layout is a little more luxurious, and the luxury is a bit cheesy.

The bedrooms are furnished with Qing Dynasty-style mahogany furniture, but the furniture is clearly overdecorated, and the overly elaborate carvings and decorations reveal a nouveau riche ostentatiousness. The silk bedding on the bed, the bits and pieces of decorative pendants, and the delicate blue and white porcelain on the cupboards finally gave Xu Jun a hint of China's rustic atmosphere. The style of this bedroom reminds Xu Jun of the rich landlords of rural southern China, who are elegant but vulgar.

The outer living room is very satisfying to Xu Jun, I really don't know how much effort the designer spent to so accurately grasp the artistic conception of the ancient Chinese study, where he placed a full set of simple and bright imitation Song furniture. Those delicate lines and those calm structures reminded Xu Jun of his grandfather's study, which was equally simple and elegant.

The fly in the ointment was that the designer had laid a woolen carpet of Indian origin on the floor in order to cater to European habits, and the religious patterns and bright colors ruined the elegant feeling of the study, and what was even worse was that in addition to Chinese calligraphy and paintings, there were several ugly Japanese pictures of maids and samurai on the wall, and there were also a pile of Japanese dolls and two decorative katanas on the delicate strip bank, and a set of Japanese armor in the corner.

When Xu Jun saw those things for the first time, he almost crooked his nose in anger. Those things should have been added later, and it seems that the later decoration designers did not understand the difference between the East and China at all, and they thought that as long as it was Eastern, they could get involved with China. Although the truth is still in the past, it is too unreasonable to make a bunch of Japanese goods in a Chinese suite.

At that time, Xu Jun was so angry that he ordered Hans to find the hotel manager immediately. Hans saw that his commander was angry, although he didn't understand why, but it was not a trivial matter to make the general angry, so he immediately sent twenty heavily armed assault infantry to put the general manager of the hotel in front of Xu Jun.

By the time the chubby Belgian manager was escorted to Xu Jun, the poor fellow was almost stunned, and he didn't know what he had done wrong to anger the young German general. Now he was being pointed at the head with twenty terrifying submachine guns, and judging by the face of the general in front of him, he had definitely made an unforgivable mistake.

As a result, the manager howled and cried at that time, and kept begging the general in front of him to forgive him, and what kind of family had an eighty-year-old mother or something.

Xu Jun looked at the manager who was crying in front of him and had no idea, he couldn't help but complain a little that Hans had misunderstood what he meant, and he just wanted the manager to send someone to rearrange the room, but he made it look like he was going to execute someone.

Xu Jun hurriedly comforted the manager with a pleasant face, and explained for a long time before the Belgian understood Xu Jun's request, and the guy immediately stopped his tears when he heard that he was not going to shoot him, and then found a group of waiters like Fei to rearrange the room according to Xu Jun's request, and the farce finally ended in a comedy.

Now Xu Jun has been in much better spirits after a good night's sleep, and he has never slept well in the first few days of the battle, and it was only after he received the exact news of the victory of Müller and Guderian last night that he finally slept beautifully. He decided to stay in this place for another day today and enjoy the rest of the battle after the battle.

Xu Jun was comfortably lying in the rocking chair in the silk pajamas provided by the hotel, and he was now beginning to look proudly at the set of general's uniform hanging on the hanger by the door. Now on the gold-threaded epaulettes were three diamond-shaped stars, and when the four British infantry divisions surrendered, the high command immediately promoted himself to a higher rank, and now he was a general of the Reinhardt Army. This is already only one step away from the field marshal, as long as he fights a few more beautiful battles, then the marshal's staff will definitely not be able to run.

Along with the general's star insignia, there were also a large number of medals. Some of them were issued for the Battle of Arras, and some were issued for the results of the early part of the battle, including an Iron Cross of the First Class, an Imperial Knight, a battle wounded, an excellent flight, a pilot badge, and a tank destruction badge.

The last medal made Xu Jun cry and laugh, and the official document of the headquarters said that this medal was awarded for his own flight in Arras and crashing an enemy tank. Thinking of that embarrassing forced landing, Xu Jun had mixed feelings, it was the first crisis he encountered when he came to this world, and it was really a miracle to be able to survive that disaster.

Thinking of this, Xu Jun took out a necklace around his neck from his pajamas, he looked at the silver pendant on the necklace, and his mind returned to the night before the battle began. The chain pendant slowly rotated in front of Xu Jun's eyes, it was a finger-long silver metal piece, carved with strange lines, reflecting beautiful brilliance as it turned. This is the last bit of connection between Xu Jun and the future world, and it is the only evidence that Xu Jun can prove where he came from, the memory memory chip that Tom, the captain of the space-time patrol ship "Sparta", handed him at the end.

Xu Jun took the time to look at the information stored in the chip before the battle began, and the information in it gave him more ideas and expectations for his future.

It all started the night before the battle. It was on May 25, Xu Jun studied the map after dinner, and then he felt a little tired and wanted to take a nap first, and when he took off his military uniform, the ID sleeve with this chip fell to the ground, which reminded Xu Jun of this future gift.

Xu Jun felt that all the plans were on track anyway, and he had nothing to do for the time being, and he was indeed curious about the content of this chip, so he decided to start deciphering this chip immediately. After observing that there was no one near his room, Xu Jun locked the door and pulled up the curtains. Then he sat down on the bed, picked up the chip and put it on his forehead, and then pressed a small inconspicuous button on the chip. In an instant, countless images poured into Xu Jun's mind like a tide, and the rapid memory transmission made Xu Jun's head feel like it was about to explode, and Xu Jun almost screamed loudly.

After more than ten seconds, the pain began to slowly subside, and the transmission of memories began to slow down slowly, and the last picture of Tom clearly appeared in Xu Jun's mind, and then the picture began to move. This is a message that Tom stored in this chip to Xu Jun.

I saw Tom sitting upright in the familiar command room, smiling and saying to Xu Jun: "My dear friend, when you read this message, we were already far, far away. If you can see this message, you have arrived safely on that plane. Congratulations to you, you've probably established yourself in that plane.

I'm sorry we put you on the darkest side of that history, but I'm sure you can do something for those who were hurt by the war, and what you did is history, and we've done our part of history. We didn't change history because we sent you there to be part of history.

Now you should understand your mission, you are now the creator of history, the world will turn according to your wishes, there is no future in this branch of time, so everything is uncertain, it will be up to you to determine the future for this world. How's that, don't you feel excited.

As a friend who knows a lot about time and space, I would like to advise you that by the time you begin to change the world, the world you know and know will no longer exist, and some things will no longer happen, some things will never appear again, so you can no longer predict what the future may happen with the history you know, because it has become uncertain.

In addition, although the development of history has its contingency, it also has its inevitability. If you think of history as a river, you will understand that although a fortuitous factor may change the direction of the river, it will still return to the direction it should go. You can't stop history from moving forward, just as you can't stop a river, if you want it to flow in the direction you want it to flow, you have to start from the foundation of the river, you have to make a suitable course for the history you want to change, and then you can close the original path.

That's all I can tell you, and you'll learn the rest. As for the space-time beacon, please be sure to destroy it as soon as possible, this chip is a key that can open the shell of the space-time beacon, so that it will be easier for you to destroy that thing. I think you've found the exact location of the beacon from Jack's memory, so please complete your mission as soon as possible.

We're ready to start tinkering with the plane's holes as soon as we leave that tributary, and it's up to you to do that. I've also stored some of the information you might need in this chip, such as blueprints and key technologies for some of the more successful weapons from 1940 to 1950. and some of the energy and mineral deposits that were able to be discovered at the time. Hope these will be useful to you.

By the time you see my message, the data has already been transferred. Haha, you might have a bit of a headache, but don't worry it's normal. Finally, I would like to express my heartfelt thanks to you for all that you have done for our plane. I'm running out of energy for this chip, so I'm going to stop here, take care, my friend. ”

Then Xu Jun's eyes darkened, and the picture disappeared.

Xu Jun sat on the bed in a daze, his mind in a mess. Tom's advice kept echoing in his head.

It turns out that he is not changing any history, because those histories do not exist in this time and space, and he is now creating history. No matter what you do, these will become real beings, and these will be the real history that the people here remember.

The future has become no longer clear, and nothing has become uncertain. Now, I don't have to deliberately change anything, I just need to continue to live and fight according to my own ideas, and create a history that belongs to me and this world.

Xu Jun decided to abandon the history that he knew had not yet happened, because he understood that it would not happen again, and now that history and time were in control, Xu Jun's fighting spirit was high, and he was determined to do everything in his power to meet his uncertain future, no matter what the future holds, the fate of the world was in his own hands.

Xu Jun is determined to use his own strength to carve a perfect river for history, and then follow the surging history to explore the future of this world.

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