1942.
Jinzhong area.
Somewhere on the battlefield.
Two hundred meters away from the north and south, the two sides were facing each other.
" Attack! Be prepared!" More than 1,000 devils in yellow military uniforms rode on horses and lined up in a row.
"Cavalry Company, prepare to attack!" There were less than 20 people in gray military uniforms. They were also riding horses and holding sabers. Their faces were solemn and solemn.
They had already fought a few rounds before. The ground was covered with broken limbs, and there were also warhorses that were using their heads to nudge their silent masters.
Not far away.
On the top of a dense mountain.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
There were a few slight sounds.
Liu Lang and the others suddenly appeared, stepping on solid ground!
"Alert!"
Zhang Wande shouted in a low voice, and the other soldiers immediately began to investigate the surroundings. He squatted on the ground, racing against time. He inserted a square-sized metal tripod into the ground. This was the black technology of the Chinese Academy of Sciences. It was said to be the latest application of carbon-14 to identify the age of cultural relics. If it was in China, it could identify the specific age. If it was in another world, it could identify the age similar to China, and infer a series of data such as labor productivity in the other world. It would also make it easier for them to complete their missions…
"Old Wan, stop fiddling around. It should be the War of Resistance against Japan now.”Liu Lang put down his binoculars.
"How did you know? Did the system tell you?" Zhang Wande looked back at him and asked in confusion.
"Now that things have come to this, I won't hide it from you anymore. In fact, I've already inherited the legacy of my ancestors.”Liu Lang's eyes were filled with vicissitudes of life. He pinched his fingers and pretended to say.
"Stop bragging. Your ancestors were all poor farmers. There were no scholars at all.”Zhang Wande curled his lips.
Liu Lang almost spat out a mouthful of blood!
Taoist priest…intellectual?
Was this related?
Was it so difficult to brag now?
" Three o'clock, two thousand meters." Liu Lang didn't continue with the riddle and said directly.
Zhang Wande immediately picked up his binoculars and looked at the battlefield…
His eyes were filled with broken limbs!
A ghost!
The Crimson Army!
"Everyone, return to the team immediately and set off towards the target!”Zhang Wande's voice was trembling. This era was the first stop of transmigration, the best era.
There was no psychological pressure at all when killing the Japanese!
Moreover, it was of great research significance to many of China's current secret topics!
The most typical example was the 'grandmother' refutation that had been debated in the academic world for half a century!
If a person traveled through time and killed his grandmother, would he still exist?
One side firmly believed that the perpetrator would disappear!
The other side believed that time and space were like a river. After the perpetrator killed his grandmother, the river would split, and the so-called 'parallel space' would appear. The perpetrator would not die!
Without any results, many research topics regarding space-time could only stagnate…
For example, the people who followed Liu Lang here, including Zhang Wande, had strong combat skills and a strong mindset. The National Security had even sent people to investigate their family and friends. They had not let go of any clues and confirmed that they had no connections with any family, faction, or foreign countries. That was why they had the opportunity to follow him here!
As long as there was even the slightest doubt, they would be eliminated!
A certain big shot once said,'There is no party outside the party, and the thoughts of the emperor. There are no factions in the party, and there are all kinds of strange things!
The appearance of factions was not strange!
Faced with an unprecedented opportunity, Team 9's staff officer was very cautious. They had not been idle for so many days. They had been staying up late every day. All kinds of plans were almost flawless!
The eight of them were silent. As they marched, they vigilantly watched from left to right.
Not long after.
They had arrived.
The slope of the hill was less than 400 meters away from the target point.
The eight of them carefully hid themselves.
"Old Wan, there are quite a number of Japanese! Why don't you take off your backpack and let them have a good time!”Liu Lang said in a low voice with a fierce look in his eyes.
Zhang Wande's backpack was heavier than others!
That was because he was carrying a portable nuclear weapon, commonly known as a backpack nuclear bomb!
More importantly…
Was it appropriate to use such a big bomb on such a small occasion?!
"Why don't we use the QLB06 grenade launcher?”Zhang Wande measured the combat strength of the Japanese and suggested. Before they came, the bureau chief had specially assigned Liu Lang to be the captain.
"Alright, as long as we can wipe them all out.”Liu Lang nodded. He was no longer a layman when it came to firearms, so he knew a little about it.
"Fight!" Zhang Wande shouted.
Liu Lang watched silently. The other seven immediately took out the QLB06 grenade launcher and loaded it with 15 bullets!
He pulled the trigger!
The 35mm bullets instantly shot out from the muzzle, violently tearing apart the neatly arranged Japanese cavalrymen who were the targets!
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
This was a weapon used to attack armored vehicles!
It easily penetrated 80mm armor, and the shrapnel had a killing radius of 10 meters. It was nicknamed " mini infantry artillery " by military fans!
One could imagine the miserable state of the Japanese!
All the people who were hit by the bullets, regardless of whether they were horses or horses, exploded into a bloody mist!
The high-speed bone fragments clearly increased the killing radius by a lot!
"Kill the chicken, give, give!" Kurojima Morita, the captain of the Japanese cavalry regiment, was suddenly attacked, but he did not panic. He was confident that he could tear apart this rather threatening trap. He used his keen battlefield intuition to find the direction of the attacker and pulled out his saber and shouted crazily.
The Japanese were all elites.
Although more than a hundred people had died in the blink of an eye, there was no chaos at all!
All the Japanese whipped their horses and charged at the hill that Liu Lang and the others were leaning on.
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