The blazing sun hung high in the cloudless sky, wantonly pouring out his enthusiasm to the vast land. The unknown river meanders, and fish can be seen swimming happily in the clear emerald green water.

The gust of wind blows, the dense barren grass on the riverside sways in the wind, and unknown insects call lively. Lush trees stand scattered along the banks of the river, their slightly yellowing leaves swaying in the wind. Between the fireflies and the grass dance, a leisurely summer scenery.

There was a long trench in the barren grass on the side of the clear river, and the moist soil on both sides of the trench showed that it had recently been excavated. There is still the smell of earth.

At the edge of the trench, there was a man with a regular and slightly messy hair, but it looked very energetic. A young man with thick eyebrows, a tall nose, a square port, and a messy stubble on his chin and cheeks was sitting silently in the trench smoking a cigarette.

The young man was slender and unobtrusively thin, and the exposed skin on his arms was a healthy color. The slightly ordinary facial features have a touch of tiredness, and the bright eyes reveal a reassuring temperament, giving people a very warm feeling.

"Brother Cheng, I still have two fruits here, give you one to eat." A young man in a grass-green uniform, a somewhat emaciated, with a cute baby face, who looked to be no more than eighteen years old, came to the young man with a hunched waist and a waterlogged trench, took out a slightly reddened apple from his bosom and handed it to him shyly.

"I've said it several times, don't call me Brother Cheng. I'm honest and honest, not scumbag! The young man known as Brother Cheng paused slightly, with a helpless expression on his face.

"Hey, hey." The baby-faced young man scratched his head and smiled, he didn't know who the scum was.

The young man known as Brother Cheng is named Zhang Cheng and is from the earth of the 21st century. That's right, he's a traverser.

Originally, Zhang Cheng was just an ordinary member of the tens of millions of migrant workers in the Northern Capital. Every day is a step-by-step work and life. But one night more than a month ago, I fell asleep unconsciously on the subway back to the rental house because I was too tired from working overtime. By the time he woke up, he had come to a world completely different from the history he knew.

After waking up, Zhang Cheng, who was in Milan, was penniless. The contents of his men's backpack were not daring to take them out and use them. As for Grandpa Mao, the people here don't recognize it. Just when Zhang Cheng was grunting with hunger and wandering around Milan with a confused expression, he saw the announcement of the recruitment of mercenaries in the Milan Doge's Palace.

Zhang Cheng, who had served in the PLA for two years of compulsory military service, was moved by the salary of two silver dollars a day, and joined the mercenary group of the Doge's Palace in Milan under the constant beating of drums and chirping in his stomach.

In the two years of service in the PLA, Zhang Cheng may still be average, but his marksmanship is definitely extremely accurate. Although the Li 28-year-old rifle used by the mercenaries was an old-fashioned bolt-action rifle, Zhang Cheng, who still had a sense of gun, simply adapted to it for a few days and quickly became a well-known sharpshooter in the mercenary group, which aroused the admiration of many people. At this moment, the baby-faced young man beside him is the one who admires Zhang Cheng the most.

"Guan Kuo, there's no need for this." Zhang Cheng took the apple and took a bite hard, with a hint of sweet taste in the sourness, which made Zhang Cheng's somewhat dizzy head sobered up a little by the smoke of the battlefield.

Looking at the young man with a shy smile on his face, he raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder, "Marksmanship can only be fed by a large number of bullets." Even if you have talent, you just use fewer bullets. Want to be real"

'Woo!! Before Zhang Cheng's words could be finished, a dull loud sound like a heavy train roaring through a deep cave completely shattered all this false tranquility! Hidden behind the peaceful scenery of summer is an elegy played with blood and life!

"These sons of bitches are bastards!"

Heavy shells sent a rain of dirt on the ground. The scorching white smoke of the earth flew around with the force of the explosion, covering the improvised trench on the side of the river like a torrential downpour. Immediately, there was a shouting and scolding in the trench.

"How did these blind idiots graduate from the Naval Academy?! All the fucking shells hit us in the head! "A man as burly as a tiger and leopard, with a broad forehead, a full beard, and a bronzed skin. The buttons of the military uniform were torn open, and the strong man who opened his chest, revealing the handful of black and hairy chest hair on his chest, slapped the dirt on his body vigorously, and shouted and cursed the naval officers and soldiers who operated the guns on the distant sea.

This bald man is named Wu Shan, a native of Shenyang, Liaoning, and is a machine gunner in the company with a short temper. Just after being scalded by the hot soil, he scolded on the spot.

"Come on, stop yelling." A man with a yellowed face and a thin figure with unusually sharp eyes sat in a simple ditch covered with filthy water. Holding a Li 28-year-old rifle in his arms, he smoked a cigarette leisurely: "Haven't you heard the old saying circulating in the army?" It's better to count on the Navy's cannon barrel than to think that you can kill a cannon with one shot! ”

"Shh

As soon as the middle-aged man's words fell, someone on the side answered disdainfully, "Liu Kuaizui, don't always show off in front of your brothers that you have eaten the regular army." It's just that I've been a guy in the army for a few days, and I talk as if I'm a graduate of Lu University. Look down on your brothers? ”

"He Laosan!"

The middle-aged man known as Liu Kuaizui suddenly exploded. casually threw away the half of the cigarette in his mouth, stared at the sturdy man who was talking opposite with wide eyes, and scolded sharply, "Are you fucking finding fault?" When did Lao Tzu look down on his brothers?! Well?! If you don't make it clear today, I'm not done with you! ”

Seeing that the two were arguing, all the people in this trench followed suit, wishing that the two would fight now. In the boring military life, anything that is stimulating can make everyone inexplicably excited!

Zhang Cheng patted the floating soil on his body casually, looked at the noisy comrades-in-arms, and shook his head slightly. Turning his gaze to Guan Kuo, who looked nervous, he smiled, and raised his hand to pat him on the shoulder to comfort him. But I didn't expect the huge roar to sound again! And, this time it's even closer!

Zhang Cheng didn't say a word, and directly pounced forward, and threw Guan Kuo, who was still in ignorance, into the trench. With a violent roar like shaking mountains, countless dirt fell from the sky, and the ears of these mercenaries in the trenches of the huge shock wave shook one by one. This time, the impact point was already dangerous.

"Bastard!" Zhang Cheng got up from the muddy water and carried the dizzy Guan Kuo to the edge of the trench. After shaking his head vigorously, Zhang Cheng was also angry.

What kind of fire support is this kind of artillery target?! A dozen kilometers behind the trenches is hot. In Naya Bay, the heavy shells fired from the main guns of the heavy cruiser Yancheng with a caliber of more than 200 millimeters were fired blindly at all.

This kind of double-mounted heavy artillery is extremely powerful, and it is simply not something that the soldiers of the army can fight against. But the premise is that you can't fall near your own people.

"How are the officers and men of the Imperial Navy trained? Is this kind of archery funny and cute? Or is it that the navy has a grudge against the Governor of Milan, and this time he came here to help at all? Faced with this kind of heavy artillery shells that may fall in the trenches at any time, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but start complaining.

This kind of deadly thing can kill even if it is within the coverage of the shockwave! If it weren't for the protection of the trenches, the group of mercenaries might have suffered casualties long ago.

"All ready to fight!" A burly middle-aged man with the rank of captain on his shoulders and an extremely clean uniform rushed into the trench, brandishing a pistol in his hand and shouting at a group of mercenaries hiding in the trench and complaining.

Under the coercion of the officer, the group of mercenaries who worked for the silver dollar reluctantly raised their weapons in their hands, and probed their heads to lie on the trench and face the other side of the river to look at the situation on the battlefield.

In the distance, in the dense barren grass on the other side of the river, a large number of hunched gray figures faintly flashed from time to time, and those were the enemies of the mercenaries.

The recruiters in the Doge's Palace said they were just a bunch of armed farmers, or rather, a mob. Zhang Cheng didn't know who the enemy was, he only knew that if he died here, he would really die. As for whether he will return to modern time and space as if he woke up after death, Zhang Cheng did not dare to take this risk. It is a truth that everyone knows that people cannot be resurrected from the dead. It is also the true truth.

Zhang Cheng picked up the steel helmet and stuck it on his head, and then lay on the edge of the trench. His head was pressed low, revealing only a pair of bright eyes to roam the outside of the trenches. He looked at the battlefield with a serious expression.

"This is a mob?!" Watch the mobs on the other side of the river as they approach the river at a rapid pace with standard tactical moves, running back and forth with their bodies bowed, and occasionally shooting at the trench on the other side. Zhang Cheng couldn't help but complain in his heart, "If this quality is a mob, then how can the regular army be a bump?" ”

'Woo~~~' Another heavy shell whistled and tore through the air and rushed towards the battlefield. Perhaps sensing the complaints of the mercenaries, this time the naval gunners were much better. The shells slammed straight across the river.

Under Zhang Cheng's incredulous gaze, the mobs with standardized tactical movements were as elite as the veterans who had been on the battlefield for a long time. Before the shells fell, the people on the other side of the river had already fallen to the ground in unison.

"Boom !!"

The violent explosion was amazing, kicking up a skyscrap within a radius of tens of meters. The terrifying smoke of gunpowder mixed with the earth reached tens of meters high, causing an astonishing momentum. Whether it is momentum or momentum, it looks terrifying.

However, except for those who were within the scope of the explosion, the other mobs only paused for more than ten seconds before standing up again. While the grass shook, the two heavy Makqin were quickly erected. More than 100 mobs crawled on the shore and began to shoot at the mercenaries, and their marksmanship was also extremely superb!

"Da Da Da ~~~" The mercenaries also had two Makqin on their side, and at this time they also began to spit long tongues of fire at the mob with heavy machine guns on the opposite bank. As much as possible, you want to avoid the mob on the opposite side setting up heavy machine guns. In the absence of artillery, a heavy machine gun is the king of the battlefield!

'Puff~~~' The two sides began to shoot frantically across the river, and the flying bullets hit the dirt with a terrifying sound. From time to time, people were shot and fell to the ground, or died on the spot, or screamed and wailed. Life seems unusually fair at this moment.

Even those who died in battle, but the wounded screamed for help while losing their combat effectiveness, which was a very serious blow to the morale of the army.

"Medic!" The captain and company commander shouted in the trenches for the medic who did not know where he went.

The mercenaries, who gradually fell into a frenzy, began to frantically pull the trigger and shoot at the enemy troops on the opposite side. Zhang Cheng saw the baby-faced Guan Kuo's face flushed, and his eyes were round and he shot as fast as he could. After a row of bullets was fired, he was still desperately pulling the bolt, completely forgetting to reload.

Zhang Cheng, who couldn't stand it, pounced and pulled Guan Kuo down in the trench, raised his hand and slapped him hard in the face: "Calm down!" ”

"Ha~ha~~Ha~~~" Guan Kuo, who was panting heavily, looked at Zhang Cheng stunned, his eyes full of panic and confusion. Not only his hands, but his whole body was trembling slightly at the moment!

After all, these people are just the most ordinary mercenaries, and they only joined such a mercenary group to earn a good salary. If these mercenaries want to enter the mercenary group, they only need to be brave enough to shoot. There is no comparison at all with the regular army that has really undergone rigorous training. Zhang Cheng dared to pack the ticket, those enemy troops on the opposite side were definitely not the mobs advertised when recruiting, those were definitely regular troops with strict training!