Smoke billowed and the setting sun was like blood.
It was a beautiful painting of Jiangnan, but now it was on fire.
There were many people lying on the grass by the river. There were men and women, old and young, but without exception, they were all dead. Amongst these corpses, the body of a young man suddenly shook gently before he suddenly exploded.
"Go to hell!"
The moment the young man opened his eyes, his entire body had already soared into the air. This was the tactical knowledge and instinctive reaction that a special forces soldier had developed over the years.
"Ouch, it hurts!"
The young man held onto the ground with one hand. He wanted to do a handsome carp beating, but he let out a miserable cry.
The injury on his arm shouldn't be serious!
This was the young man's first judgment. He had a wealth of experience in battlefield medicine, so this judgment could not be wrong.
"Eh, I didn't die?"
He struggled to sit up, and the light in his eyes was soul-stirring.
This young man was called Lin Feng, and he was from China.
He was the captain of the Red Arrow Special Forces, which was part of the Secret Service.
During his military service, Lin Feng had made outstanding contributions. He had led many teams to carry out cross-border combat missions. Over the years, countless drug dealers, terrorists, foreign mercenaries, and special agents had died in his hands. He was known as the " Chinese Soldier King "!
He even represented the country in the World Special Forces Competition and won first place for five consecutive years, becoming the well-deserved King of Soldiers!
Lin Feng sat on the grass and checked the injury on his arm. It was the same as what he had judged earlier. It was not serious.
At this moment, Lin Feng suddenly felt that something was wrong. He scanned his surroundings with a sharp gaze and saw that there were corpses on both sides of the river.
There were men and women, old and young, and they were all wearing the clothes of the common people. So many corpses were stacked together.
It made one's scalp tingle!
No, I'm clearly in the tropical rainforest of South America. Why would I appear next to a town in Jiangnan?
Not long ago, Lin Feng led a team to participate in an overseas combat mission. Due to the betrayal of an internal traitor, Lin Feng's team was surrounded by the Japanese special forces when they were on a mission overseas.
As the team leader, Lin Feng protected his team members 'retreat without hesitation. He fought alone in the rainforest and killed dozens of Japanese special forces. The Japanese were desperate and used a lot of money to buy the world's top ten mercenaries to chase after Lin Feng in the jungle.
At the last moment, Lin Feng set up a trap and used himself as bait to perish together with the ten Mercenary Kings.
Lin Feng's heart sank. He didn't need to guess to know that he was no longer in the rainforest of South America. The corpses on the ground were obviously from China.
He had already vaguely guessed something!
Boom!
A muffled sound rang out, causing everyone's eardrums to buzz.
"Cannon!"
Lin Feng raised his head warily and looked in the direction of the sound. From time to time, the light of artillery shells streaked across the sky. Soon after, a dazzling ball of fire would rise in a small town in Jiangnan in the distance.
Immediately after, a huge cloud of dust rose into the sky. Cries and wails rose and fell.
Was there a war in the Celestial Empire?
As a soldier, Lin Feng's first instinct was that there was an enemy invasion!!
Fighting against foreign enemies was the duty of a soldier of the Celestial Empire. Even if he ran out of ammunition and was seriously injured, he would never retreat.
However, on second thought, it didn't seem right. China was no longer what it used to be. It had a strong military force. It was good that they didn't bully others. Whoever dared to invade us would be courting death!
Just as Lin Feng was hesitating, there was a sudden rumble above his head. He subconsciously looked up.
A propeller-type fighter jet whizzed past Lin Feng's head.
"F * ck, what era is this? I can't believe I can still see a propeller-type plane!”
Lin Feng was more amused than surprised, but his smile froze on his face after a moment, because he could tell that this was not an ordinary propeller plane, but a Japanese Type 87 light attack aircraft.
The ointment flag on the wings was as red as blood!
Before he could react, he heard the metallic sound of bullets being loaded.
"Don't move!"
Following a cold voice, Lin Feng's heart suddenly constricted.
With his years of experience as a special forces soldier, he knew without looking that the two metallic clangs were the sound of a bolt being loaded. It was an old-fashioned rifle.
However, compared to the ear-piercing sound of the bolt, what really made his heart contract was the person's words. They were actually in Japanese.
That's right, it was the damned Japanese!
The clothes worn by the surrounding corpses, the Type-87 Japanese fighter jet that flew over their heads, and the damned Japanese language were all connected.
Lin Feng once again verified his guess.
He had transmigrated, and he had transmigrated back to the Anti-Japanese War battlefield decades ago!
From the sound of breathing, there were about six or seven Japanese soldiers behind him.
This was a standard Japanese search team, led by a sergeant or a sergeant.
Lin Feng had an injury on his arm and was unarmed. It was impossible to kill the Japanese search team in an instant.
He did not act rashly. There must be several Japanese rifles pointing at him from behind. There might even be light machine guns. As long as the other party pulled the trigger, the red bullets would be able to turn him into a hornet's nest. Even if he was a veteran, he would definitely die.
"Don't move, or I'll kill you! Who are you and what are you wearing?”The piercing Japanese sounded again. Lin Feng held his breath and slowly raised his hands before slowly turning around.
When he saw the situation behind him, even if he had already guessed it, Lin Feng could not help but suck in a breath of cold air.
That's right, there were seven Japanese soldiers behind him. They were wearing dog shit yellow military uniforms, a military cap with a rear curtain, and an extremely long three-eight-foot cap. All of these made his head feel dizzy and gave him a very surreal illusion.
"In the past, I've only seen these costumes in information and movies. Now, I've actually seen the real thing!”
Lin Feng took a deep breath and cleared his mind. As a special forces soldier, his willpower was extremely strong. Even if he did not sleep for three days and three nights, he could still concentrate.
One crooked handle, five three-eight big covers…
The captain of the Japanese squad held a Nanbu Type 14 pistol in his hand, which was also commonly known as the 'Bastard Box'.
Lin Feng was a Soldier King and was very familiar with all kinds of firearms. He had long reached the point where he could use any gun he wanted. World War II, these Japanese guys were nothing to him!
The guns in the hands of the Japanese in front of him were well maintained. The bayonet was polished and shiny, but there were bright red blood stains on several of the bayonet.
This was the blood of the people of China, the blood of the unarmed civilians on the ground!
At this moment, Lin Feng felt the blood in his body boil. As a soldier, protecting the country was his mission, and it was his unshirkable responsibility.
Although he had transmigrated, this sacred mission did not weaken at all. It was even stronger!
"Check to see if there are any alive ones. If there are, stab them to death!”
The commander made a gesture and ordered two or three soldiers to search for the bodies of the people along the river bank to check if there were any survivors.
Every time the Japanese slaughtered the Chinese people, they would check them and stab those who were not dead.
Then, he shouted to a place not far away," Bring those Chinese pigs to the river and kill them all!”
Lin Feng looked in the direction of his shout and saw seven or eight soldiers squatting in the woods not far away. Their hair and faces were unkempt, and their military hats had the emblem of the sun on them. Looking at their desolate and indignant eyes, it went without saying that these people were definitely captives of the Japanese soldiers.
These captives had no idea what kind of fate awaited them!
"Yours, who is it?"
After the Japanese commander finished assigning the task, he walked up to Lin Feng and pointed at his chest with his tortoiseshell.
At this time, Lin Feng realized that he was still wearing the special combat uniform from his previous life. This camouflage uniform had not been invented yet, so the Japanese soldier was confused and asked him who he was in Japanese.
"Little Japanese, it's your turn to be unlucky. I've only dealt with the Japanese these few years. My Japanese is a mess.”
Lin Feng frowned and immediately cursed in Japanese,"Baka Yalu!"
The scolding was so well-spoken that not only did it stun the Japanese commander, but the six Japanese soldiers behind him were also dumbfounded. Even the captives not far away raised their heads and kept looking over.
……
This book comes from：m.funovel.com。