Since the end of the party that day, Fu Chen has been busy.

said that the ten chapters exploded, in order not to be disturbed to be a quiet beautiful man, he deliberately did not live in the bedroom, but moved to the hotel suite to code words. Otherwise, there is a gang of Sun Kaihei in the bedroom, and he still wants to code words quietly? It's also strange to say, the three days of staying in a hotel room are surprisingly good, and 2K words can be done in an hour.

In this way, he spends 8 hours a day sleeping, 1 hour doing other things, and the remaining 15 hours coding. One chapter can be done for half an hour, that is, one chapter in an hour and a half, and ten chapters can be exploded in a day.

In three days, the first day was very smooth and exploded ten chapters, the second day was out of control, and it exploded twelve chapters, and on the third day, there were a lot less, only eight chapters.

After thirty chapters and 60,000 words, his head was empty, and his eyes were blank, as if he had been hit.

"I'm so tired."

Lying quietly on the hotel bed for a long time, after a while, Fu Chen suddenly jumped up from the bed like a corpse, clicked the mouse to open the writer's area and updated ten chapters in one go, and then saved the remaining twenty chapters, and set a regular update of two chapters a day. After doing all this, he took out his mobile phone and clicked on the QQ book friend group and sent a message to the past.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I'm sorry, Xiaobai had a car accident and can't update, please understand. Now that the explosion is more than ten chapters, Xiaobai is still very powerful, goodbye, I'm going to make up for my brain. ”

After sending the message, he ignored a group of grandsons in the group, such as "The author cheated the corpse", "Big news, big news, the most pitiful author in history, Mu Bai has been updated", and "The car accident must have crossed over", "Bench and bench, the crowd watching melons" and so on.

opened WeChat and sent a message to Brother Hei: "Brother Hei, the ten chapters have been sent, and I have not broken my promise." If you're tired, rest first and don't disturb. After sending the message, he lay down like a dead man again.

I don't know how long it took, but I slowly woke up in a daze, and was awakened by a burst of gunfire. How can there be gunfire? How many years has there been no war on the territory of the republic? This must be a dream. But when he opened his eyes, Fu Chen was stunned by the scene in front of him.

"Boom!"

I don't know how many millimeter caliber shells fell on the ground, the positions piled up with sacks and dirt were lifted up at once, the heavy machine guns were swept into the sky by the shock wave, and the parts scattered in all directions, and when they fell to the ground, they were already a pile of rotten iron. The soldiers behind the machine guns were overturned in the trenches, and the rainstorm of dirt fell down and covered their bodies, and the uniforms were soon stained red with blood.

The dense barrage of "Da ......" fell like a downpour, enveloping the black and oppressive position.

The soldiers of the National* Army wearing M35 German steel helmets, Chinese formal, Czech, Makqin, and devils in yellow military uniforms were charging, and the guns rained down and the artillery was fired. This is a battlefield, not fake, people are not fake, corpses and blood are not fake.

Fu Chen was almost about to scold, the system of the cheating father pulled him into the time and space of the mission without saying a word, without even a hint, what kind of trouble is this, why not the Northeast in 1939. He felt that sooner or later, he would be killed by this cheat system.

"Little Jiangsu, are you stupid, why are you stunned? The devil came up and got on the bayonet. In a trance, Fu Chen turned his head and saw a soldier with a bloody face standing on the position, looking at him condescendingly. He saw the soldier's ground coat collar, the red collar badge with three three-dimensional stars, and the infantry private.

"Oh...... Oh" was stunned for a moment, Fu Chen realized that the soldier said that it was him, and hurriedly took out a bayonet and began to install it. But his whole hand trembled so much that he didn't put it on after turning it over, and he was about to jump the Yangtze River in shame.

"You're scared silly!" The senior soldier gave him a disdainful look, snatched the rifle and bayonet, and in less than two seconds, with a click, three strokes and five divisions were done. While handing him the rifle, he said, "What's the fuss, hurry up, wait for the old black face to see you and die." As he spoke, he grabbed Fu Chen's military uniform and pulled him out of the trench.

"Kill!"

The sound of killing on the battlefield was like the sky, and countless soldiers in army green uniforms were charging, and then they were in close contact with the devils, and the torrent of army green and yellow accumulated huge energy and collided together. Fu Chen's mind was spinning rapidly, and he was thinking of a way to follow the superior soldiers to charge.

This is a German mechanic division, but I don't know if it is the 36th Division, the 87th Division or the 88th Division of the National * Army, but the fate of these three German armament divisions is not good, they were all disabled in the defense of Nanjing, and they were almost never reorganized again.

No, this is Nanjing? This is the Battle of Nanjing?

Holding the middle official tightly with both hands, Fu Chen ran with the superior soldiers, ran for dozens of meters, and finally met the devil on the opposite side when his heart was racing. It is also a steel helmet, the devil's face is full of ferocity, the bayonet of the 38 big cover flashes with cold light, and the tip of the knife pierces straight to the heart.

Seeing the fierce momentum in his murderous eyes, Fu Chen couldn't help but panic, and couldn't help but pull the trigger with his index finger.

"Smack!" With a bang, the devil's lower abdomen was pierced, a ball of bloody arrows rushed out, and his steps staggered. Fu Chen felt the huge recoil when he fired the gun, and secretly called it a fluke, this shot almost missed. After a shot, he seemed to have a little confidence, and took advantage of the devil's momentum to stab, picked up his bayonet and stabbed the devil in the chest.

"Poof!"

The bayonet pierced his body, and he almost felt the soft sensation of slashing on pork, without the slightest hindrance, and most of the bayonet sank into his chest at once. The devil spurted out a mouthful of blood and slowly fell to the ground, motionless.

The battlefield was filled with the smell of gunsmoke, which already made Fu Chen's breathing uncomfortable, and when the blood sprayed on his face, smelling the smell of blood, he almost vomited in disgust, and stood in place in a daze, howling dryly and protruding a ball of sour water. Only then did he realize that it was so difficult to kill someone, and it could not be easily solved by pulling the explosives bag.

"Little Jiangsu!"

A loud shout made Fu Chen come back to his senses from his world, and he looked in the direction of the superior soldier in confusion. He felt his vision blur, and reached out to wipe it on his face, only to see the senior soldier's mouth wide open, his eyes fixed on him. Catching a glimpse of a figure, he turned his head and saw a devil wielding a command knife and slashing at him.

"Kill, give!" The devil officer's face was cruel and murderous, as if Fu Chen's eyes were full of anger because Fu Chen had vilely attacked his soldiers.

Fu Chen hurriedly took the bayonet and prepared to block, but he didn't pull it out and got stuck between his ribs. He was a little anxious, and couldn't help but take a step back, and this time the bayonet was just pulled out. Immediately after that, he took a knife to block.

The command knife turned in front of the middle and stabbed down in an eerie arc. Fu Chen's eyes widened, looking at the bespectacled devil officer opposite, his polite face was a kind of cruel and fierce that was not proportionate. Looking at that face, Fu Chen suddenly remembered.

Hideo Egawa, Major Infantry of the Kwantung Army, Captain of the 1st Brigade of the 72nd Wing of the 23rd Division.

How is he in Nanjing?

A tingling pain came from his chest, Fu Chen looked down in disbelief, and a bright katana plunged straight into his chest, the handle of the knife almost touched his body, and his entire body was pierced. He looked at it in a daze, and at this moment the four words on the body of the katana were clearly visible.

In one shot, he was killed by Hideo Egawa? Didn't even take the first move?

Liquid gushed out of the respiratory tract frantically, and with a stabbing sound, the blood-stained katana was withdrawn, and blood spurted out of his chest frantically.

Fu Chen felt that his strength was withdrawing, his vision was spinning, and his whole body became cold and confused. With a bang, he even heard the sound of his corpse falling to the ground, very soft, very light, like tofu sinking into water.

Is it just dead?

……