"Commander, commander, wake up!" It feels like someone is calling him in his ear! "Oh!" Meng Qingshan slowly opened his eyes, and felt that his head and calf bones were quite painful, his head seemed to be smashed hard, and his calf seemed to be stabbed like a pinprick. When Meng Qingshan woke up again, he was stunned! Was this his familiar environment? Who are these people in front of you? How can you wear such clothes? Am I in a rest room where there is a tourist attraction? Why don't you rush in and take me to the hospital, crying here, what are you crying about, have this time to take me early?

When Meng Qingshan opened his eyes and looked carefully, he found that something was wrong, he was on the mountain in the tourist area just now, how could he run into a wooden house now? And at first glance, it's not a colleague who came with him, but it looks like an actor on TV, is it because after my head was smashed, I was carried down the mountain to the film and television base in the middle of the mountain to borrow their place, not to mention that these extras really acted like a group of hungry faces, and at first glance they were quite malnourished, and although they were wearing ragged clothes and tattered, they could barely be seen to be people in military uniforms, some of them had some strips of cloth wrapped around their heads, and some people were holding spears, These people are much more real than the crotch hidden thunder in the TV series, it seems that this director is a good director, not blind for the ratings.

Seeing that he came to his senses, the crowd that had been around him immediately surrounded him, and then an elderly middle-aged man said: "What are you doing around, hurry up and let the division commander take a breath." ”

The crowd immediately separated, making the already crowded room even more crowded except for the location where Meng Qingshan was located, which was slightly looser.

"I'm sorry, brother, I'm resting here with you, delaying your work, I'm awake now and ask my colleague to help me, I won't bother you." Meng Qingshan said apologetically.

"Divisional Commander, Divisional Commander, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me, if something happens to you, what will you let us do? Just after Meng Qingshan finished asking, a slightly choked voice came from his side, which made him sober up a lot. Listening to the choking sound in his ears, Meng Qingshan turned his head with some difficulty, and with the help of the faint light from the window above his head, which only showed a gap, he could barely see clearly that beside him, it was a half-grown child about fifteen or six years old who was wearing black clothes and was crying a little while hugging himself.

Meng Qingshan, who hadn't figured out the situation yet, and was a little upset by the numb looks of these people in front of him and the dull, almost uncirculated air in the carriage, couldn't help but be a little angry when he heard the choked voice in his ears: "What are you crying about?" What is there to cry about? Where did the manly husband get so many tears? Can you please stop fucking and don't cry yet. ”

As soon as he lowered his head and found that his clothes had also been changed, Meng Qingshan shouted loudly: "Let you directors come over, I am all sick, but I am just taking a rest from the place where you are acting, you don't even let go of the sick number, it's too hard to take me to act!" Could it be that you are short of funds, and you will not be able to play the sick number sooner, and I will use me as a prop when I come over. ”

"Commander, are you awake?" Hearing Meng Qingshan's voice, the child immediately stopped crying and couldn't help but be a little happy. But then Meng Qingshan's words made him a little dumbfounded: "What's wrong with you, why don't you even know me?" I'm your guard Xiaohuzi, and I'm still the one you recruited into the army, why have you forgotten all this? ”

Am I your teacher? How did I not know? Why don't you say that Lao Tzu is the commander, why don't I know when I became a soldier before? And how did I not know? And this dress, it's really fucking hard to see home, is this a summer coat or a winter coat? There are still some holes in the summer clothes, and it's still a little hot in the winter clothes? ”

Although I still haven't figured out what happened to me? But Meng Qingshan, who already knew that something was wrong, was very smart and didn't say it out loud, but just muttered to himself in his heart.

"Little Huzi, don't talk about it, I think the division commander was blown up by the little devil's shell and lost his memory, you better talk to the division commander so that he can remember his previous memories." The elderly man just now said. After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he asked the people in the house to go out quickly, leaving space for Meng Qingshan to be quiet.

"Acting? Wrong? Because Meng Qingshan found that he had a pistol next to him, he took the gun in front of him, and found that this gun was actually real, not fake, this gun is a 14-type pistol in southern Japan (Wang Ba box) Caliber: 8mm Full length: 229mm Weight: 910g Ammunition capacity: 8 rounds Although Meng Qingshan has never seen a real gun, but when he was talking about ancient and modern China and foreign countries when he was okay before, he checked books and computers for the sake of face, Meng Qingshan pressed it with his right hand and found that it was a real gun at this time, Because this magazine has neatly packed eight orange-yellow bullets. Thinking of this, recalling the so-called time-traveling novels he had read, Meng Qingshan couldn't help but have an ominous premonition in his heart: "I won't travel like those said, right?" Your sister wouldn't be so unlucky, would she? ”

Although what happened in front of him had proved that Meng Qingshan's sixth sense was still very accurate, he still asked the little tiger beside him a little unwillingly: "How many years has it been this year?" It's not that he's brainless and unwilling to admit the reality in front of him, it's just that he's still a little unwilling and dying.

"Commander, can't you really think of anything? It's March 19, 1939, and it's all because I didn't protect the division commander when I couldn't break through, so you were injured by a little devil's shell. Xiaohuzi said sadly with red eyes. After asking Xiaohuzi some words, after Meng Qingshan figured out the ins and outs of the matter, he looked at the side beside him who was looking at him with concerned eyes, Meng Qingshan sighed, didn't say anything more, just said that he wanted to be quiet and let Xiaohuzi rest, Xiaohuzi hadn't closed his eyes for several days in order to take care of him, he was growing his body now, and it was impossible to sleep without sleeping. After Xiaohuzi heard Meng Qingshan's order, he didn't agree to stay here to take care of Meng Qingshan, and finally Meng Qingshan ordered him to go back to sleep with the order of the division commander, Xiaohuzi had to turn around step by step, as if he was angry with the little daughter-in-law, and walked outside the house and closed the door.

After everyone left, when Meng Qingshan was the only one left in the house, Meng Qingshan recalled in his mind what Huzi said just now, Meng Qingshan was originally a mountain bandit, and in 1936, he joined the Sixth Division of the 8th Army of the Northeast Anti-Japanese Allied Army to become an anti-United Nations fighter, and after two years of conquest, Meng Qingshan gradually grew from an ordinary anti-United Nations fighter to a regiment commander. In 1939, Xie Wendong, the commander of the Eighth Army, ordered the Sixth Division to meet with him, in order to go to the army commander and the Sixth Division under the leadership of the division commander, more than 100 people in the division went out of the mountain, but he did not expect to encounter the Japanese army's ambush and was forced to break through the siege not far from the mountain, and the division commander was unfortunately shot and killed in the process of breaking through. As a result, he didn't expect Meng Qingshan to faint at that time, but gritted his teeth and led the remnants of the anti-United Nations fighters back to the secret camp. Meng Qingshan, a small worker in a power plant in Heilongjiang, graduated from a vocational school, worked for several years, and his parents are just such a single seedling, both twenty-nine. I didn't find a partner who could start a family, high or low, his parents were sad, but he himself was so mixed with no one else, he went out early and returned late every day, and when he was bored, he read novels or talked about ancient and modern China and foreign countries with his co-workers during work breaks, and sometimes bragged that if Lao Tzu traveled to ancient times, he would definitely get ahead better than now, but he didn't expect a company event to travel to Qixing Peak, and suddenly had a need to urinate next to the martyr's tombstone, so he found a hidden place at the bottom of the mountain to relieve his hands. As a result, he was hit on Meng Qingshan's head by a stone on the mountain, I don't know if it was because of the blow of wind and rain or because God saw that Meng Qingshan did not pay attention to civilization. I relied on, I usually just talk, I didn't expect to really let me cross over, I knew that I would cross, I should have gone to the army to exercise to prepare for the crossing, Meng Qingshan regretted that he didn't go to the army when he was in college, what should I do if I cross over now, if others cross over, either as special forces, or as a national defense student, lead the army to fight devils, and he is an ordinary ordinary person who let him lead people to work, and it is absolutely impossible to let him lead the team to fight.

Those are not important, the important thing is that he not only traveled to 1939, but also became a division commander of the Anti-Japanese Alliance, there are less than 30 division commanders under him, the key is that only 20 of these 30 people have guns, and Meng Qingshan knows that from January 1939 to 1940 is the period of extreme bitter struggle when the Northeast Anti-Japanese Allied Army is surrounded by enemies, and during this time, the generals of the Anti-Japanese Federation are either dead or captured and betrayed, and very few can survive, And how could he, an ordinary power plant worker, survive these difficult years!

During this period, there were a large number of traitors in the Anti-Japanese Federation, and most of the generals of the Anti-Japanese Federation died not in the hands of the enemy but in the hands of their own people. The Jade Emperor, Shakyamuni, God, God, save me! Let me go back! It's not that Meng Qingshan is unpatriotic, but he wants to lead a team of less than thirty people, and it is very slim to survive in the case of entering one million with the Japanese puppet army, and I don't know if there are any new weird people among these thirty people.