A plane.

1940.

The European continent is in disarray, and human beings are destroying the civilization buildings they have built with their own hands.

Savagery boils in the blood.

Human conscience, morality, is almost extinguished at this time.

......

On the European continent, in a protruding trench.

A blonde German captain bent over the wall of a trench on one side and glanced at his subordinates.

A moment later, there was a loud roar.

"Soldier, Lee!"

"Yes, Captain!"

Li Chaofan sat in the trench and responded loudly.

"Soldiers, for Germany!"

The blonde captain became excited when he saw Li Chaofan coming over.

Li Chaofan only hesitated slightly, and immediately replied: "Captain, for Germany!" ”

No way, as a Chinese, in the European theater of World War II, the doomed German side still shouts 'for Germany'.

Come to think of it, which Chinese will hesitate and feel awkward.

Fortunately, his reaction, or rather answer, was very satisfying to the blonde German captain, and a smile appeared on his serious face just now, and he stretched out a hand and patted Li Chaofan's shoulder as a sign of appreciation.

"Lee, for the sake of German victory, you will have a mission, which is to destroy the bunker a hundred meters outside the trench, the damned Frenchman's bunker ..... that is blocking the advance of the great Germans."

Outside the trenches, bullets rained down, bullets formed a dense fire line, and from time to time there were sporadic shells falling, and the sound of explosions was endless.

In the trenches, the German blonde captain was still talking about the mission, introducing the mission to Li Chaofan, a soldier of Chinese descent.

"You need to do this glorious and great task alone, and it's all for the sake of the German ......"

In the end, the blonde captain encouraged Li Chaofan.

Although, for Li Chaofan, there is no use for fart, Germany, it is the Germany of the Germans, not his Germany.

Because, he belongs to the far east of China.

.....

Listening to the blonde captain's words, Li Chaofan sighed secretly, he should have come, he still came, taking advantage of the blonde captain's words, he looked down at the time on his wrist.

The time was really punctual, not bad at all.

"Captain, for the sake of Germany, I am willing to carry out this mission."

After reading the time on his wrist, Li Chaofan interrupted the blonde captain's impassioned words, and he didn't know how many times he had listened to the nonsense.

"Oh."

"Very good Lee, Deutsche will remember you."

Although the impromptu performance was interrupted, the blonde captain was satisfied with the performance of the Chinese soldier in front of him, and there was an expression of appreciation in his eyes.

......

Next, everything was as planned, Li Chaofan was ready to rush out of the trench and go to blow up the equipment of the dark fort from a hundred meters away.

The equipment is also simple, a rifle made in Germany, as the standard equipment of his soldier.

A couple of grenades, which are necessary equipment to blow up bunkers.

And, of course, some bits and pieces.

......

Everything was ready, Li Chaofan came out of the edge of the trench with a steel helmet on his head, and peeked at the mission target in the distance, the dark bunker set up by the Gallic rooster on the position.

After a few breaths.

Li Chaofan scurried around, as if he was used to it, skillfully left the trench, and rushed towards the target of the mission, with the sound of bullets breaking through the air in his ears.

It's just that.

After he ran out of the trench for a distance of not a few meters, his mouth began to read silently.

"Ten meters to go."

"Five meters."

"One meter."

"Lie down."

......

As soon as the words fell, only to hear a 'bang', Li Chaofan subconsciously fell on the battlefield.

On the road to the French bunker, in addition to the whistling of bullets, there were sporadic cannonball explosions, that is, the sound of his body suddenly coming into contact with the earth.

At the same time, where he had just stood, where his head was, at the center of his eyebrows, a bullet flew towards the trench behind him.

A fatal injury, just like that, let him dodge.

Thankfully, the time was just in time.

Li Chaofan, who was lying on the battlefield, did not stand up, but planned to change to crawl forward, just like the military training.

"Eighty meters away."

Creeping, Li Chaofan looked at the road ahead of him that was like a difficult ninety-nine-eighty-one and muttered to himself.

Later, after crawling for more than ten meters, he suddenly grabbed a corpse not far from his body, and then put the intact corpse on his body with all his strength, as if to block something.

The next moment.

There was a whistling.

A few shells fired from the French positions landed accurately, or fortunately, not far from Li Chaofan.

"Boom... Boom..."

After the explosion.

Li Chaofan pushed away the corpse that was covering his body, looked at the corpse that was already scarred, but because he was destroyed by the shell again, he cast an apologetic look.

"Thanks, my foreign brother."

......

The mission continues, and he must blow up the French war bunker.

......

More than a dozen meters.

It is still more than ten meters away from the war bunker in France.

With victory in sight, Li Chaofan was overjoyed: "This damn mission is finally coming to an end, twenty meters, I don't believe that there is anything else that can stop me in the last ten meters." ”

The devil knows what he went through on the more than eighty meters behind him.

It is not an exaggeration to describe it as miserable.

Looking at the French bunker that was close at hand, almost within reach with just one charge, Li Chaofan took out a grenade from his body, got ready, and opened the insurance at any time to complete the task of bombing the bunker.

Just blow up this damn bunker.

It's over.

Perhaps after the great joy, it was the great sorrow, and when he crawled forward again, he didn't move a few times, and his whole body stopped, and he froze in place with a grenade in his hand.

"It won't be so sad, it's failed again."

After speaking, the body just moved.

"Boom."

I saw that Li Chaofan flew out as if he had a spring under him.

At the same time, his entire body was torn to pieces by the huge impact force under him, scattered in midair, and turned into a part of the countless corpses on the battlefield.

That's how cruel war is.

Fortunately, Li Chaofan's head was still intact, and when his consciousness was about to go out, a moan echoed in his mind.

"It hurts, it hurts."

"Again."

"When is it a head?"

"I hate this ...... mission."

......

At this time, a faint white light invisible to the naked eye attached to Li Chaofan's head and his body scattered on the battlefield.

On the battlefield, all of his shattered bodies were wrapped in an invisible faint white light.

Immediately after, a cold mechanical sound resounded in Li Chaofan's mind.

"Ding."

"Player Li Chaofan died, the task was not completed, and the mission failed ......."

"Mission failed ......."

"Task starts archiving ......."

"The task starts resetting the ......."

......

Subsequently, Li Chaofan .......

Or rather, his body disappeared into the battlefield.