In 1942, Chanda was located in a small town in western Yunnan, China.

Liao Mingyu, who was in a daze, was still recalling the call with the captain and the moment when the razor mine on his body was finally detonated.

"Am I dead?"

I opened my eyes with difficulty and looked around, the blue stone road, and the dilapidated wooden bungalows on both sides of the road. Liao Mingyu looked confused, what's the situation, where is this?

However, as a special soldier, he instinctively hid in a hidden position to check the environment as soon as he came to his senses.

Could it be that they were taken by the enemy to a small village in Burma? I looked at myself, and there was no extra fabric on my body except for a pair of boxers.

"It's embarrassing, and I'm being stripped and licked."

However, the injuries on his body disappeared. It stands to reason that the power of a razor mine to explode at close range is already considered luck if it does not blow people in two.

Just when he was confused, there was a huge pain in his head, and then a mechanical voice appeared in his head: "Check that the host has awakened, please confirm that the war system is on?"

"What's that? A system of war? Who are you and where am I now? Also, why are all my injuries healed? Liao Mingyu hurriedly asked.

"Please confirm with the host, whether to turn on the system" The mechanical voice sounded again, regardless of Liao Mingyu's question.

"Okay, confirm the opening" can't be so much now, the top priority is to figure out what the situation is first, and there is no other way. There was a mess in my mind right now.

"Ding...... The system has been opened, host Liao Mingyu, now to answer your question, you can call me the Chrono War System, your body has been repaired by the system, and the place where we are has been different from the original time and space, this is Chanda Town in 1942 in Western Yunnan. ”

"What, 1942? During the Anti-Japanese War? 80 years ago? ”

Liao Mingyu's brain is blank, damn, I'm going to cross over? Obviously, he wanted to die with the enemy at that time, but he became a cross-over person without dying, which made it difficult for this young special forces soldier to digest for a while.

"Can I go back then?" Liao Mingyu asked the key question.

"Yes."

"How?"

Liao Mingyu hurriedly asked. Anyway, there are still his parents, comrades-in-arms and relatives in the original time and space, all of which Liao Mingyu can't let go.

"At present, the host authority is insufficient to answer, if the host wants to go back, complete various tasks given by the system, and upgrade the system to obtain permissions."

"I knew it wasn't that simple." Liao Mingyu frowned and thought about it, and then calmed down.

The parents are not very old, the father and mother were in business in the early years, have a lot of savings, and can be regarded as middle-class, life is not a problem at all, but they are those damn drug criminals.

Obviously, he was about to catch the gang with his teammates, but because of the betrayal of the informant, their team fell into a siege, and the whole team fought hard and all died. Originally, his life should be the same as his teammates, but now he survived by mistake.

The only thing I am worried about now is that my comrades-in-arms in the original time and space must think that they have died in battle, and if my father and mother know, how sad it must be.

Alas, forget it, if you come, you will be safe, anyway, there is still a chance to go back, but this task is afraid that it is not so easy to complete. No matter what, I'm afraid of dying once and dying once.

Liao Mingyu himself is an unruly, impulsive and free personality.

In order to sharpen his personality, his great-grandfather sent him to the army for training despite the strong opposition of his parents.

After several years of military career, he slowly smoothed out his edges and corners, and let him understand what it means to be calm and have a view of the overall situation.

Especially in the years when he entered the Southwest Falcon, the high-intensity training and the task of wandering on the edge of life and death made him learn a skill, and at the same time, his heart became stronger and more mature. No longer blindly impulsive like a hairy boy...

Just as he was thinking nonsense, the system's voice sounded again: "The initial package has been detected, may I ask if the host is open?"

"Oh? There is also a gift package, open it, this 1942 is the most difficult years of the Anti-Japanese War, how can I mix it up if you don't give me something good, and are you still worthy of my crossing. Liao Mingyu couldn't help but be happy.

"The initial bundle is open

Congratulations to the host for obtaining an M1911 pistol with 200 rounds of .45 caliber bullets.

Military First Aid Kit ×2.

A set of military uniforms for the commander of the expeditionary corps.

Medium formal rifle x10, 200 rounds of ammunition.

A colonel's regimental commander's military ID, and has successfully implanted host-related information into the government archives of this time and space.

A military storage bag, 10 kilograms of pork, 10 kilograms of white noodles, 1 kilogram of green onions, a bottle of soy sauce, a bundle of vermicelli, 10 packs of cigarettes, lard, salt...... All of them are now stored in the system repository and can be taken out by the host at any time. ”

"What the hell, it's pretty serious in the front, what's the stuff in the back, but give me the identity of the head of the group, are you going to bring a food group out?"

Liao Mingyu suddenly cried and laughed, "Alas, wait, 1942, Chanda, the head of the regiment, pork, vermicelli...... This can't fucking be my regiment leader, my regiment's world, right?! ”

Having said that, my head of the group, this TV series is a film and television work that Liao Mingyu particularly likes, the story in it is twists and turns, and the endings of many characters in the original book are actually not very good, which is also what he has always regretted.

Unexpectedly, this time I actually crossed into this world. Meng is annoyed, he wants to be numb, not spicy, Milong, Hao Veterinarian...... Those guys in the cannon fodder regiment.

"Hehe, these guys are probably still making pork stewed vermicelli."

As soon as he thought of this, the voice of the system sounded again: "The mission is released, go to the courtyard of the backbone of the cannon fodder regiment, help them cook an authentic pork stew of vermicelli, and become the leader of the Sichuan Legion." Rewards: 10 military first-aid kits× 30 oceans, 30 × rifles, and 30 sets of military uniforms for expeditionary soldiers. Mission Failed: Deduct all items in the warehouse. ”

Alas, this time he stewed vermicelli with whole pork, and he really regarded himself as the head of the food group, but for the clues to go back, and for the expectation in his heart, he had to go if he didn't go.

This can rob Yu Xiaoqing's life, but Liao Mingyu believes that with his ability and the help of the system, he will definitely be able to build this group of cannon fodder into an iron-blooded army that moves forward bravely.

So he took out the officer's uniform, jacket, trousers, military boots, and military cap from the warehouse. The collar badge has two bars and three stars, representing his status as the colonel's regimental commander, and his personal information is written on the nameplate on his chest.

With a height of 1.8 meters and wearing this well-fitting military uniform, the whole person becomes more upright. I played with the M1911 pistol, although the magazine is only 7 rounds, but the caliber of .45 is incomparable to ordinary 9mm pistol bullets. Extremely high human inhibition, basically a single shot can incapacitate the enemy.

This pistol, known as the most classic pistol during World War II, has been in service in the US military for 74 years, and the silver-gray body is simple and atmospheric.

Liao Mingyu was very satisfied with this matching gun. In this way, he inserted the gun into the holster, packed 10 catties of pork, soy sauce and green onions and other ingredients in storage bags, and walked to the courtyard where the cannon fodder regiments gathered.

I didn't go far, and the first thing that caught my eye was a dilapidated old courtyard, where a group of soldiers dressed in tatters and like Hanako were boiling something around a large cauldron.

A thin figure ran over in a hurry, still holding two cabbages in his hands: "Let me let me, I'll join the group, I'll add the team." ”

is not spicy, formerly known as Deng Bao, his hair is always a messy Hunan soldier, a poor and destitute soldier who takes all his guns away.

"Hehe, I'll add a guy, do you see it, Chinese cabbage, two" The thin monkey-like non-spicy smile held the cabbage and said to everyone.

"You shit, where are you going to steal the cabbage." The Sichuan soldiers wanted to be numb and kicked him angrily.

Originally, he also brought back the cabbage, but compared with the non-spicy cabbage, his cabbage was completely like a few rotten vegetable leaves, and the two of them made a mess of laughter.

"Raise it a little, slow it down, pour it slowly, this is the best mountain spring water," the snake butt born in the Yue army commanded everyone.

Kang Ya took a small bag of salt, sprinkled the salt into the pot with exaggerated movements like a salt brother, stirred the soup in the pot with a stick, and tasted it: "Hmm! It's so fresh. ”

At this time, Huajiazi Major A Yi walked over, raised his head, stroked the bangs on his head, lifted a small piece of poor pork and said proudly: "This piece of pork, three catties, four taels and six dollars, is not easy to come by, it is not easy to come by, brothers, I save the country in the name of resisting Japan and resisting foreign humiliation, and ......"

"Bring it to you, cut it, cut it!"

Before he finished speaking, the meat was snatched by everyone. "I don't dare to cut the pieces big, if I cut them big, I can't cook them, and if I cut them small, I'm easy to rot. Huh..."

Veterinarian Hao from Shaanxi still wanted to give a sentence, but he was pushed aside by everyone, and everyone was ready to go to the pot with a smile.

Meng limped with the noodles he had stolen from his drunken family, threw the noodles into the pot in a shooting posture, and looked at everyone proudly.

"Oh, you can't stew like this, it's going to be mushy like this." The snake's ass was heartbroken.

"Hey, the one at the door, what are you doing?" Yao Ma noticed Liao Mingyu standing at the door, and everyone also turned around and looked at him curiously.

Liao Mingyu smiled slightly, raised his head and said loudly: "I am your regiment leader!" ”

"Commander?"

To be confused, looking at the people who are not spicy in confusion. Not spicy and shaking his head to indicate that he didn't know what the situation was.

Meng was annoyed and added firewood to the bottom of the pot, and said in a strange manner: "Yo hey, our cannon fodder regiment that is half rotten all over our body, and we still have a head of the regiment to worry about." ”

Everyone also looked at the self-proclaimed regiment commander suspiciously, the clean and tidy military uniform and leather boots were a little out of place with the environment here.

Tall and straight figure, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, wheat-colored face is angular, the corners of the mouth are naturally raised, even if he doesn't usually smile, he gives people a smiling expression, but his sharp eyes reveal a trace of majesty.

Liao Mingyu also ignored him, knowing that Meng was annoyed that this guy was a poisonous tongue in the original book. He strode over to the vegetable pot, lifted the straw hat on the mouth of the pot and sniffed: "Are you making pork stewed vermicelli?" Do you know what pork stewed vermicelli is? ”

A group of soldiers stood in place, staring at each other for some reason.

"They know a piece of, a bunch of things." The Northeast soldier Milong, who was lying on the hammock eating watermelon, said disdainfully, and spit out a mouthful of watermelon seeds to everyone angrily.

Mi Long is the richest person in the entire cannon fodder regiment, he was the quartermaster of the army before the rout, after a defeat, the whole army suffered heavy casualties, the establishment was scattered, Mi Long did not die, but a large number of materials cheapened this guy.

Liao Mingyu smiled and threw the bag in his hand forward, good guy! Everyone looked at it, the pork with white flowers, fat and thin, was definitely the best pork belly, at least 10 catties, and Ah Yi's small and poor pork was simply unsightly, as well as white noodles, green onions, soy sauce vermicelli......

"Yo, the goods are very hard, sir, I just came from the black market."

"Oh good."

"Goo"

He swallowed his saliva heavily, but he was slapped on the head by the slap, "Something that has no interest in the dog's day, two pieces of pork will make you turtle like this?" He leaned his face over again, and showed two big teeth with a smile: "Sir, do you need help?" ”

"Don't talk nonsense, do you want to eat an authentic cabbage and pork stewed vermicelli?"

"Think"

Everyone replied in unison, this is more damn uniform than shouting slogans.

"Okay, today I'll show you what a real cabbage and pork stewed vermicelli is!"