Where is this?

Looking around, Wang Ye looked confused.

Within the sight, there are bare and exposed yellow land, with only a few clusters of dead grass swaying in the wind, just like the sparse dry hair above Sanmao's head.

This is certainly not the western border.

But aren't they on the western border?

Also, where are his comrades? Where are the comrades of the Wolf Tooth Squad?

By the way, where is my gun? And my military backpack?

When Wang Ye looked down quickly, he realized that his body was bare.

There is nothing except a pair of four-corner military shorts.

A gust of north wind blew over, and Wang Ye was suddenly shivering from the cold.

It's so cold. The north wind is like a knife and can directly blow into people's bones.

"Ding!" A pleasant sound rang out, and then a cold mechanical synthesizer without any emotion sounded, "Welcome to the world of bright swords!"

"A reward package, is it turned on?"

Then a treasure chest appeared in his vision.

Looking at this treasure chest, Wang Ye was completely confused.

The world of sword brightening? It actually travels to the world of sword brightening?

Stay in a camp in the Valley of Death, and wake up and arrive at the world of swords?

Wang Ye suddenly panicked. His girlfriend was still waiting for him to go back to get engaged, and his parents were waiting for him to go back to retire and see him off. He didn't want to travel through time. How could God want to travel through time!

"System, let me go back!"

"Let's just turn someone else to the world of sword-drawing!"

The wasteland was silent and there was no response.

Wang Ye tried various methods.

However, the system dad did not respond.

Only the treasure chest floated quietly in Wang Ye's vision.

"Fuck!" Wang Ye cursed and pointed "Yes" with his mind.

"Click!" With a light sound, the treasure chest opened and a golden scroll jumped out.

When Wang Ye looked closely, he saw five vigorous seal characters "Cold soldier-level body" written on the scroll.

There are also notes below, Cold Soldier-level physique: immune to fatal damage caused by cold weapons!

Immune to the fatal damage caused by cold weapons?

What does it mean? Can it be invulnerable to swords and guns?

Then when you fight a bayonet, wouldn’t it be invincible in the world?

Wang Ye decisively crushed the scroll with his mind.

The scroll instantly turned into a ball of golden light and merged into his body.

Then Wang Ye felt warm and indescribable comfort.

The north wind was so cold that I couldn't feel the chill anymore.

"Keep formation!"

“Speed ​​up!”

A voice suddenly sounded from behind, speaking in Japanese.

Before joining the army, Wang Ye had taught Japanese for a long time.

Wang Ye looked back quickly and saw a team of Japanese soldiers climbing up from a ravine, and the Japanese soldier who was leading the Japanese soldier was carrying a plaster flag on his bayonet.

What a Japanese devil!

When he looked around quickly, Wang Ye couldn't help but screamed in pain.

Because there are uncovered wastelands within a hundred meters around.

If you turn around and escape, you will only become a living target for the Japanese.

Almost at the same time, the Japanese soldiers also discovered Wang Ye.

"Hey, don't be afraid of yours!" A Japanese officer with the rank of lieutenant ran out of the queue and waved to Wang Ye from a distance and shouted, "Imperial Army, friend."

Wang Ye decisively gave up the idea of ​​escaping.

At this time, escaping can only be a dead end.

Only when the Japanese approached will he have a chance.

However, the number of Japanese devils is quite large.

...

There is also a gully on the other side of the wasteland.

Three Eighth Route Army soldiers were riding horses toward this side.

The leading Eighth Route Army looked in her early twenties, looking white and clean, gentle and delicate, with a bookish atmosphere between her eyebrows.

This white-faced scholar is either someone else, or Zhao Gang.

Zhao Gang received an order from the brigade headquarters of the 386th Brigade and prepared to take office at the garrison of the Independent Regiment.

"Political Commissar, there is something wrong!" The brigade guard who was walking in front suddenly stopped his horse and returned.

Zhao Gang and another guard sent by the brigade headquarters quickly turned over and dismounted, leaving one person to watch the war horse, while Zhao Gang and another guard climbed up to the edge of the ravine.

Lie on the edge of the ravine and look forward, and you can see it at a glance.

I saw more than a dozen Japanese soldiers surrounding a young man.

The young man had only one pair of his pants left.

"The Japanese are so hateful, they can also rob their clothes!"

The guard asked in a low voice: "Political Commissar Zhao, will you save me?"

"No hurry." Zhao Gang frowned and said, "Look, let's talk about it."

Zhao Gang was very clear-headed. He knew that the Japanese had extremely high tactical qualities. Even a platoon of Eighth Route Army might not be able to beat the Japanese squad, let alone that they were only three of them.

Now I can only wait and see what happens.

...

"Taijun."

"My good people."

Wang Ye had a smile on his face.

Pretend to be harmless.

But my mind was thinking quickly.

Unexpectedly, you can directly lock your throat and kill two in an instant.

Before the remaining Japanese react, they can seize the bayonet and kill two more.

But even so, there are nine Japanese left, and what's worse is that the Japanese machine gun team is thirty meters away from him.

The Japanese have really good military qualities, and they don’t give any discounts to implement the regulations. Even when facing an unarmed and harmless young man like him, they are still vigilant enough.

Not only did the machine gun team set up the machine gun,

The infantry team also put bayonets in advance.

It seems that it is not easy to kill this group of Japanese devils.

There was thunder in his chest, but Wang Ye's face was like a flat lake.

The Japanese officers didn't realize that this was a ferocious wolf in sheep's clothing.

"Good civilians, my friend's." The Japanese officer patted Wang Ye's shoulder and said in stiff Chinese, "You can tell me where is this?"

It turns out that this group of Japanese devils are lost.

Wang Ye's eyes rolled and he had an idea.

"Taijun, the gate of hell here." Wang Ye said casually.

"Gate of Hell?" The Japanese officer frowned and said, "How can I go from Yangquan?"

"Go to Yangquan? The road is not easy to walk." Wang Ye smiled and said, "Taijun, why don't I lead the way for you?"

"Your leads us?" the Japanese officer nodded happily, "Yoxi, your sincere friend, wait until the Yangquan Imperial Army is rewarded."
To be continued...