He Shaoqing felt dizzy and his ears were ringing, making him restless.
Subconsciously, he circulated the Five Elements Secrets and felt a sharp pain in his body. It was as if his bones had been removed.
He Shaoqing tried his best to open his eyes to see his surroundings, but he realized that there was nothing in front of him. He could only see two blurry figures.
At this moment, a light laugh was heard. He Shaoqing's heart trembled. He immediately raised his hands, trying to figure out the blurry figure.
Just as his hand touched it, he was interrupted by another voice. Battalion Commander, wake up, are you alright?!
He Shaoqing suddenly came back to his senses and was extremely shocked.
He was clearly dead? Why was someone calling him?
He still remembered the colorful tiger he met when he returned to the Taoist temple. The last scene in his memory was also the scene of the huge tiger biting him.
Speaking of which, he was originally from the Song Dynasty. Because his parents had encountered a military disaster when they were young, they had unfortunately died. He had been rescued by the old Taoist priest of the Nameless Taoist Temple.
From then on, the master and disciple guarded the Taoist temple alone, making a living.
His master had taught him a self-defense skill since he was young. It was called the Five Elements Secrets, which could strengthen his body and prolong his life.
If he hadn't cultivated since he was young and had excellent martial arts, he probably wouldn't have had the chance to fight the tiger. He would have lost his life the moment he met it!
Other than that, he only had the dull memories of going up the mountain to pick herbs and going down the mountain to save people.
Forty years of life, like grey smoke, dissipated into nothingness…
Battalion Commander! Did you move just now? Wake up!
The next second, another excited voice was heard. He Shaoqing forced his eyes open and found a man in strange clothes appearing in front of him.
Battalion Commander, you're finally awake! I'm Little Qian! Qian Xiangquan! Do you still recognize me?
Money…a small amount of money? Like a flood that was about to flood a dam, a large amount of memories began to flood into He Shaoqing's memories.
So I'm not me, a dream is not a dream, Zhuang Zhou dreaming of a butterfly?
The mountains and rivers were still broken…the iron cavalry was unstoppable! Fortunately, our country is vast and our Flame Han bloodline is not extinct. In the end, this world did not fall into the hands of the Outsiders!
He Shaoqing, who knew the history of the later generations, felt sad and relieved at the same time!
In the end, the Netherworld did not accept him, a nameless person, and allowed him to entrust his soul to this kid for hundreds of years!
The current era was four or five years ago, when the Japanese invaders were defeated and China was prosperous!
The days of gunfire and smoke had just ended, but the blood feud and humiliation were deeply imprinted in the hearts of every man of insight!
The cruel acts of beasts and the wails of thousands of vengeful souls made He Shaoqing, who had just transmigrated, feel uneasy!
This kid was originally called He Shaoqing. He was separated from his family when he was young. Later, he was captured by the Japanese to build a bunker. By chance, he was rescued by a small group of Red Army soldiers.
Later, he joined the Red Army and participated in battles. He killed countless enemies and made outstanding contributions. Later, he was awarded the position of battalion commander.
Unfortunately, the good times did not last long. He had just turned eighteen. Because he dared to charge forward and was not afraid of death, although he took down a group of fleeing Japanese soldiers, he was also hit by stray bullets and was seriously injured!
When everyone found him, he was already lying in a pool of blood, unconscious!
Later, after the military doctor diagnosed his injuries, he told everyone that if he did not survive this ordeal, he would not live for more than three days!
At that time, everyone was stunned. No one had expected such a heroic man to end up like this.
They didn't know if their Battalion Commander would be able to survive.
However, they knew that without their battalion commander, they would have become meat on the Japanese's chopping board.
This was a true hero!
Now, the old soul had died in the body, but the new soul had opened its eyes!
He Shaoqing, who understood what had happened, looked at the money in front of him and waved his hand weakly. Give me some water!
Little Qian obediently poured a cup of warm water and handed it over. Then, he asked, Battalion Commander, are you hungry? I'll go get some food?
After Little Qian finished speaking, he saw that He Shaoqing did not pay attention to him and was only thinking about something.
A moment later, He Shaoqing closed his eyes and slowly drank the water. Then, he fell asleep again.
He immediately went to find a doctor. After the doctor examined him, he said to everyone, Battalion Commander He's wound had split open and needed to be stitched up and bandaged. However, he looked much better now, so his life should not be in danger.
Everyone was relieved when they heard the doctor's words.
Battalion Commander He, please don't let anything happen to you, Xiao Qian muttered softly.
Shut up! At this moment, the military doctor at the side glared at Little Qian and berated him.
Little Qian shrunk his neck and didn't dare to say anything else.
The military doctor didn't blame Qian Qian anymore. Instead, he turned to look at He Shaoqing and sighed.
He was He Shao Qing's old subordinate. When He Shao Qing first entered the regiment headquarters, he followed He Shao Qing until He Shao Qing was promoted to battalion commander.
It could be said that He Shaoqing was the child he had watched grow up.
Now, He Shaoqing was lying on the hospital bed without saying a word. How could he not be worried?
However, the battalion commander seemed to have a tenacious vitality. The military doctor frowned and asked in confusion.
Everyone watched over He Shaoqing until the next morning, when the sky was slightly brighter, He Shaoqing woke up again.
When he was unconscious, he received a large amount of memories again, so the first thing he said when he woke up was, How were the casualties?
Battalion Commander, nine people were lightly injured and one was heavily injured. No one died!
Little Qian bowed with a serious expression and then said with a smile, Battalion Commander, your contribution this time is not small. I think the brigade commander will personally reward you!
As soon as he finished speaking, a dignified voice sounded, Good guess!
Everyone was shocked. They turned around and saw the brigade commander pushing the door open and walking in.
Brigadier! Speaking of the devil, the few of them stood up one after another.
The brigade commander nodded. He then glanced at He Shaoqing and the rest of the people in the room. You guys can leave first. I'll take care of this place.
Yes! Everyone bowed and left the ward.
Shaoqing, how do you feel? The brigade commander asked with concern.
Brigade Commander, I'm fine. He Shaoqing replied with a smile, but his face was still pale, indicating that he had not recovered.
You've worked hard these days! The brigade commander patted He Shaoqing's shoulder and said.
It's not hard at all. I only hope that our Chinese nation can rise up and take revenge for our fallen heroes! He Shaoqing said firmly.
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