Xiao Yu felt the light enter his eyes again. Xiao Yu felt that he was lying in a room. When he sat up, he found that something was wrong. This was a standard Japanese room. The decorations around him were very strange. There was a holster hanging on the wall beside him, and there was a pistol inside.
When his eyes fell on the opposite wall, Xiao Yu was stunned. A flag that he would never forget was hanging on the opposite wall. It was the Japanese Sun Army flag, and it also wrote "Martial Arts Prosperity".
At this moment, someone knocked on the door. He spoke Japanese clearly, but Xiao Yu could understand him. The door opened, and a small youth carrying a plate of food came in. When Xiao Yu saw him, his first feeling was that he had seen him before. He was even very familiar with him and knew that he was his orderly.
Wait, orderly? Some memories appeared in Xiao Yu's mind. This time, Xiao Yu actually became a Japanese army major.
"Your Excellency, Morning Food Wamo Mimatha. " Sir, your breakfast is ready." The orderly was very young, less than 19 years old. He said respectfully as he placed the plate on the table.
Xiao Yu was sorting out the memories in his mind at this time and did not pay attention to his words at all. The orderly often encountered such a situation. If the major did not have any instructions, he could leave after putting the breakfast on the table and come back to clean up after half an hour.
According to the identity arranged by the system, he remembered that it was the 10th year of the Shōwa era, the 24th year of the Republic of China, which was 1935 AD. He was now a captain of the Kwantung Army (equivalent to a battalion commander) stationed near Gaolan City. His name was Fujiwara Yu. He was born in Osaka and was a branch of the Fujiwara family in Kyoto. His family was originally quite wealthy. When he was 12 years old, he went to the United States to study and received a lot of advanced education. At the age of 22, he returned to China after graduating from the Virgin Mary Military Academy. After returning to China, he found out that his parents had passed away in an accident.
Although he didn't encounter any melodramatic scenes of his inheritance being stolen, Fujiwara Yu still sold most of his property except for the ancestral house to build relationships and enter the army. With the Fujiwara family's status and money, as well as the resume of graduating from the American military academy, he became a lieutenant captain as soon as he joined the army.
In 1935, he was promoted from lieutenant to major in just over three years, and he was also the real captain of the first-class unit of the Kwantung Army. At this time, Fujiwara was only 25 years old.
On a dark and windy night, Xiao Yu, who was drunk on his way home, heard a female voice calling for help, so he put on a hero saving the beauty. Although he had been in the military for five years, he was still a retired sergeant of the armed police special service squadron responsible for drug enforcement at the border of Yunnan and Myanmar.
However, due to the period of decadence after retirement, coupled with the fact that he was drunk, the other party had several people. After taking down three hooligans, he was ambushed by the last one. A beer bottle shattered on his head, and then he felt a warm current flow down his forehead, down his cheek, into his collar, and dyed the ring that was strung with a red string red.
Xiao Yu, who was lying on the ground in a daze, heard the girl shout hysterically. Murder! The hooligans ran away in panic, and beep! New DNA detected, matching!
Beep! Match successful, system activated, activation complete!
Beep! The core program of the system-- Do not harm the host! Everything will be at the service of the host!
Beep! [System Aura: Host's Comprehension and Skill Proficiency 500%] It came with a storage space of ten cubic meters.
Beep! The first transmigration!
Thus, Xiao Yu had transmigrated into a martial arts world made up of movies such as " The Grandmaster,"" Huo Yuanjia," and " Ye Wen."
First, he met Ding Lianshan and learned some Bajiquan. Then, through Ding Lianshan, he met Gong Yutian, the president of the China Martial Arts Association, and followed Gong Yutian to the northeast.
In the northeast, Gong Yutian found a master for Xiao Yu. It was Wu Huiqing, the Bajiquan Grandmaster. Bajiquan was the martial arts passed down from the ancestors of the Wu clan.
Under Wu Huiqing's tutelage, Xiao Yu's daily task was very simple. He only had one task, and that was to practice martial arts. Every morning, he would wake up at five in the morning, go downstairs to practice, and stand in the stance. He would spend two hours practicing with his fellow disciples, hitting trees, hitting walls, and playing with a big gun.
Spring passed and autumn came. A few years had passed. Xiao Yu had completely mastered Bajiquan. What was left was to continue accumulating. He told Wu Huiqing that he was going out to train for a while, and after getting permission, he chose to return.
When Xiao Yu felt as if he had returned to his own body, he found that he was still lying in a quiet alley with no one around him. This made Xiao Yu laugh bitterly at himself.
When he returned home, he found that his body was much stronger than before when he took a shower. He was even stronger than before he retired. Feeling the strength in his body, he quickly took a shower happily.
She went to the fridge to get a bottle of beer. He sat down on the sofa in the living room and looked at his harvest while drinking beer. The Six Harmonies Great Spear was 3.4 meters long, as thick as a child's arm, and weighed about eight pounds. It was specially customized for him by his master. There was also a pile of martial arts manuals, such as Eight Trigrams Palm, Taiji Fist, Xinyi Fist, Xingyi Fist, Trapping, Eagle Claw Hand, Tan Leg, etc. These were not the common goods that were circulated outside! They were all secret books with true inheritances in the collection of the Chinese Martial Arts Association. This was Shen Xuan's greatest gain this time. There was also a painting of nine prawns by Qi Baishi. At that time, Qi Baishi's paintings were not worth much. Xiao Yu only spent 10 silver dollars to receive this painting.
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next morning
It was a natural habit. Xiao Yu woke up at five in the morning. After washing up, he went out to jog in the community for half an hour. Then, he found a quiet place in the community park and began to practice martial arts. He stood, punched, and hit the tree. After a set of procedures, he returned home and took a simple shower. After changing his clothes, he went out.
Speaking of which, Xiao Yu's house was very good. It was also the only property left to him by his deceased parents. It was still 2005, and Old Fang had just been demolished. It was a private house, so the compensation was relatively high. The house price was not as high as it was now, so they bought this house in a high-end residential area in Huangpu District. It was closer to the company. They did not have to change stops by bus and could reach the company in about 20 minutes.
The greenery in the neighborhood was very good, and the security was very good. There were basically no strangers coming in and out. There were three rooms, two halls, two toilets, and a kitchen. It was about 130 square meters. When Xiao Yu moved in, he was very happy. This was a happy family.
It was just an accident that caused both his parents to pass away when he was about to take the college entrance examination. In his grief, he did not perform well and did not get into university. He did not know what Xiao Yu was thinking at that time. He did not follow the advice of the class teacher and joined the army instead.
Xiao Yu served in an armed police force located on the border of Yunnan and Myanmar. He was responsible for border drug enforcement. Due to his hard training, he was outstanding. In the second year, he entered the special service squadron through the selection and became a sergeant. He also performed outstandingly in many missions, killing many cross-border armed drug dealers. In the fifth year, he got a place to apply for military school.
However, the world was unpredictable. No one expected that the final quota would be replaced by someone else. Xiao Yu, who had suffered another blow, chose to retire in despair. After returning to Shanghai, he was muddleheaded and depressed for an entire year. As for the ring, he had picked it up during a patrol mission. Xiao Yu had always carried it with him because he saw that it was relatively simple.
First, he went to work and quit his job. Then, he bought a painting tube from a stationery store and took out Mr. Qi Baishi's Nine Prawn Painting from the system space in a place where no one was around.
Then, he found an auction house and sold it to the auction house for 13 million yuan. Although the price would be higher if it was auctioned, Xiao Yu was afraid of trouble and sold it directly to the auction house. After receiving the text message that the transfer was successful, Xiao Yu said goodbye and left the pawnshop.
In the days that followed, Xiao Yu stayed at home, practicing boxing, watching all kinds of movies and TV shows, and going out to eat when he was hungry until he transmigrated again.
He didn't know which movie or drama he had traveled to this time. After sorting out his memories, Xiao Yu quickly finished the food in front of him, then put on his military uniform and walked out of the room to familiarize himself with his station.
Based on the scale and style of the building, it should have been built by the landlord in the northeast. There were machine gun positions in the surrounding watchtowers, and soldiers were on duty on the outer walls. Xiao Yu looked as he walked. The officers and soldiers he met along the way all bowed to him and waited for him to leave.
Speaking of which, this major was also considered a wonder among the Japanese army. He never did anything like burning, killing, and looting, but he was very keen on suppressing bandits. In his words, robbing civilians was not worth much money, it was time-consuming and laborious, and bullying the weak would damage the samurai spirit of the Japanese soldiers. Xiao Yu's troops had earned a lot of money from the bandits. The officers and soldiers were all very happy, so Fujiwara Yu's prestige in the brigade was very high.
Xiao Yu strolled to the office of the logistics department and pushed the door open.
“えっと!”(Hey)
“ハイ! Your Excellency, what is the use of the emperor?”(Hey! Senior Captain Tanaka Masao, the head of the joint service department, heard the voice in the office. When he saw that the captain had come, he immediately got up from his seat and bowed in front of Xiao Yu.
"A real man, Desu. The M9111 pistol?”(Nothing, I just wanted to ask if we have a Colt M1911 pistol.)
“ハイ! You're holding a pistol.”(I'm very sorry! Your Excellency! We don't have Colts!)
"”(However, we have the Soviet Tokarev Type 33 pistol.)
“えっと？”(Oh?) Initially, Xiao Yu was a little disappointed, but after hearing Tanaka Masao's last sentence, he became happy. Wasn't the Tokarev Type 33 pistol a Type 54 pistol, a classic Black Star?
"I'm going to take two books. 6 ”(Very good! Give me two guns, six magazines, and 300 bullets first!）
“ハイ! My humble servant is ready to play with you. Don't be so impatient." (Hey! I'll arrange it now. Please wait a moment!）
Two Black Star pistols, six magazines, each box of 50 bullets, a total of six boxes of bullets, and a set of maintenance tools. Xiao Yu happily took them back to his office and bedroom and could not wait to fiddle with them.
He dismantled all the guns, wiped off the gun oil, and reassembled them. After filling all the magazines with bullets, he went to the shooting range and tested two magazines for each gun. Satisfied, he returned to the office and filled the magazines with bullets again. He stored the guns and magazines into the system space.
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