Chan Da, a small town on the border of Yunnan in China.
Zhao Ziqiang slowly got up from the ground and looked at the few small wooden houses not far away in a daze.
Where was this place?
Who am I?
What happened?
As soon as he finished speaking, a voice slowly descended.
"Host Zhao Ziqiang, you have been successfully bound to the system. You have entered China in 1941. This place is Chanda Town.”
"Motherf * cker, I transmigrated."
Zhao Ziqiang rubbed his head with a headache. As a special forces soldier in his previous life, he had seen some of the world.
"I say, system, according to tradition, shouldn't we give some heaven-defying newbie gift bags at the start of the game? For example, a 98K Barrett?”
"Successfully detected Newbie Gift Pack. Do you want to open it?”
"Nonsense, of course I'll open it!"
Zhao Ziqiang replied unhappily.
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining 10 pieces of pork."
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining a bottle of soy sauce.”
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining 10 Type 79 Rifles and 200 bullets.”
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining the super warrior genetic potion x1. Using it can greatly increase the strength of the body.”
……
There was silence.
Zhao Ziqiang waited for a long time and finally couldn't help but ask,""Finished?"
"It's over."
"Your sister! Why are you so poor!"
"Where's my Barrett? Where were the cannons? Don't you have to give me a Red Alert base?”
Zhao Ziqiang wanted to cry but had no tears. Why was he so unlucky to have a poor system?
"This is Chanda Town. The rewards will be determined according to the plot.”
The system replied coldly.
"Forget it. I'll use the super soldier gene first.”
Zhao Ziqiang chose the bottle of super soldier genetic potion and clicked to use it. A cool feeling spread throughout his body, reaching all his limbs and bones!
He clenched his fists and stretched his body. The joints in his body creaked, and he felt very happy!
His physical fitness instantly became much stronger!
Looking at the ten pieces of pork and a bottle of soy sauce neatly arranged in the warehouse, Zhao Ziqiang sighed helplessly.
He didn't transmigrate here to fight the Japanese, but to be a chef!
Hey, wait!
Plot? What kind of world was this?
Zhao Ziqiang suddenly thought of something and looked at the smoke rising from a courtyard not far away.
Myanmar, Chanda, 1941…
Pork, soy sauce…
Isn't this pork and cabbage stewed with vermicelli? This is the world of my Guild Leader and my guild!
Zhao Ziqiang was excited. In his previous life, this was his favorite TV series!
Other than the regiment commander, only the Unsheathed Sword Snow Leopard vs Changsha, and the Eternal Number were not bad. The others were basically shocking dramas, so there was no need to say much.
Wasn't the smoke in front of them Meng Fan and the defeated soldiers making pork stewed vermicelli?
Thinking of the pork stewed vermicelli made by these people, Zhao Ziqiang had a headache. Forget about eating it, it was more like feeding it to the pigs.
"Ding, the main mission has been updated. Help the cannon fodder team make an authentic pork and cabbage stewed vermicelli. [Mission reward: Browning pistol x1, regimental officer status x1, battlefield first aid kit x10.]”
The system's voice sounded at this moment. The first mission was very simple. It was just to cook a meal.
Thinking of this, Zhao Ziqiang rushed over.
The first thing that came into view was a dilapidated rural courtyard. A group of soldiers dressed in tattered clothes and covered in dirt were surrounding a fire.
"Make way, make way, make way. I'll join you, I'll join you!”
Zhao Ziqiang had just reached the door when a thin figure rushed into the courtyard like a gust of wind with two cabbages in his hands.
Deng Bao, nicknamed Bula, was a soldier from Hunan Province. He was so poor that he had even pawned his gun.
"I'll add food. Two fresh cabbages!”
The skinny and malnourished Non-Spicy raised two fresh white cabbages and chuckled.
"Damn it, where did you steal the cabbages?”
The Sichuan soldier kicked him angrily, and the two of them started to joke around.
" High-quality mountain spring water. It's very sweet-"
Snakebutt poured a can of spring water into the container that could barely be called a pot.
"This piece of meat is three catties and four taels and six coins. In the name of protecting the country and resisting foreign humiliation, I ordered the pork seller to give me a discount.”
Major Lin Yi was still dressed in a neat military uniform, and there were two medals hanging on his chest. If he took these two items to the pawn shop to exchange for some money, the boss probably wouldn't want them.
He held a small piece of pork in his hand and spoke righteously. Before he could finish speaking, the pork was snatched away.
A group of people gathered in front of the chopping board, scrambling to watch this hard-earned piece of pork.
Meng Fanlao limped as he picked up the vermicelli he stole from Xiaozui's house and threw it into the pot as if he was shooting a basketball.
"Aiya, you can't stew it like this! It'll turn into a paste!"
Snakebutt immediately cried out in pain.
"Cut the meat!"
"I don't dare to cut it too big. If I cut it too big, it won't be cooked. If I cut it too small, it'll be easy to spoil!”
The vet had a pipe in his mouth, but before he could say anything, he was pulled aside by the crowd.
Zhao Ziqiang looked at this harmonious scene, and his eyes gradually became hot.
Want to be numb, not spicy, silly Ah Yi who had never fought in a war, a mysterious dragon squatting on the ground eating a watermelon, a veterinarian with a pipe in his mouth, a simple and honest bean cake, a snake's penis, Kang Ya...
These people were all standing there alive, as if they had never left.
"Hey, you at the door, what are you doing?”
NotSpicy stopped playing around with Want Ma and looked at Zhao Ziqiang curiously.
Everyone's eyes were on Zhao Ziqiang.
Zhao Ziqiang smiled and raised his head.
"I am your Guild Leader!"
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