"System prompt: Your weapon has been blessed, luck value +1, current luck value +2."

"System prompt: Your weapon has been blessed, luck value +1, current luck value +3."

"stop!"

"Stop, stop, stop!"

When the third system notification sounded, Yang Chen's eyes widened and he let out a hysterical roar, both excited and regretful.

What is exciting is that the Miao Dao in his hand now has a lucky value of +3, and it has become the weapon with the highest lucky value in his hand at the moment.

What he regretted was that he shouldn't have drunk all these 10 bottles of high-level lucky potion, God knows if he will be cursed later.

Sure enough, when the next system notification sounded, Yang Chen's face suddenly turned pale, as ugly as if he had eaten shit.

"System prompt: Your weapon is cursed, luck value -1, current luck value +2."

"System prompt: Your weapon is cursed, luck value -1, current luck value +1."

……

"My Nima!"

When the fifth system prompt sounded, Yang Chen was dumbfounded; what does it mean to return to the pre-liberation overnight?

The matter has come to this point, it is too late to say anything, to paraphrase a catchphrase in the 21st century, I have to finish my appointment with tears in my eyes.

Therefore, Yang Chen could only listen to the system prompts quietly, like a criminal in court, waiting for the judge's final judgment and verdict.

"System Prompt: Invalid!"

"System prompt: Your weapon has been blessed, luck value +1, current luck value +2."

"System prompt: Your weapon is cursed, luck value -1, current luck value +1."

"System prompt: Your weapon has been blessed, luck value +1, current luck value +2."

"System prompt: Your weapon has been blessed, luck value +1, current luck value +3."

Fortunately, the final result was still perfect, but it was equivalent to wasting 7 more bottles of high-level lucky potions, which made Yang Chen's face finally ease.

In less than a minute, Yang Chen's mood was already like a roller coaster, experiencing countless ups and downs.

It's a good thing that he can bear it in his heart well enough, otherwise it's really possible for someone else to have a heart attack.

The scar was healed and he forgot the pain, and while running, Yang Chen's mind suddenly became active again.

If he drinks 10 more bottles of 20 bottles of high-level lucky potion, will the lucky value of Miao Dao in his hand be +4 or even +5?

Yang Chen's thoughts flowed rapidly, and finally he was influenced by a wise saying from a great man.

How daring people are, how prolific the land is!

In the end, Yang Chen decided to give it a go, spending 2000 merit points directly in exchange for 20 bottles of advanced lucky potion from the system mall.

……

Chapter 37 Hand-to-hand combat (Two updates! Please bookmark, please recommend tickets!)

Dongping Mountain, the temporary headquarters of the 358 regiment.

Seeing that the little devils gave up their artillery advantage and took the initiative to charge them, Chu Yunfei, the head of the 358th regiment, did not hesitate at all, and gave the order to the soldiers of the 358th regiment to charge back.

"The blood of the brothers cannot be shed in vain, we have persisted for so long, and finally we have the opportunity to fight to the death with the little devil!

Don't these bastards claim to be invincible in the world?Let's let them see how powerful the 358th regiment of the Jinsui Army is now.

When we meet on a narrow road, the brave wins, follow me to kill! "

"kill!"

Before getting Daliwan, even with Chu Yunfei's arrogance, he didn't have a shred of confidence that he could defeat the little devil's officers and soldiers in stabbing. After all, the little devil's stabbing was not done by blowing, but by real swords and guns.

But after having these 500 powerful pills, Chu Yunfei has the confidence to defeat the Japanese army and form an independent first brigade, especially after he himself took one and felt the boundless strength in his body, this confidence is even stronger. Reached a point where it cannot be added.

After being bombarded by the little devil's plane for so long, the soldiers of the 358th regiment had already suffocated an uncontrollable anger in their hearts, wishing they could rush out of the trenches to fight the little devil to the death.

At this moment, after receiving the order from the head of the regiment Chu Yunfei, they rushed out of the trench with bayonets in hand without any hesitation, and rushed down the mountain to meet the little devil.

"Kill the chicken!"

Seeing that the soldiers of the 358th Regiment rushed out of the trenches to kill them, undisguised sarcasm suddenly appeared on the faces of the devils of the Independent Mixed First Brigade.

They really didn't pay attention to the Chinese army in the competition for stabbing.

"Da da da!"

"Da da da--"

"boom!"

"Bang bang bang-"

While the enemy and us are charging, the soldiers on both sides are still firing continuously to cause casualties to the enemy as much as possible. In order to show the Bushido spirit of the Imperial Japanese Army, they take the initiative to eject the bullet casings. It is actually an anti-Japanese drama filmed by some unscrupulous directors. The bridge section that will only appear in .

Who can take the risk of using a knife against the opponent's bullets if they can kill the opponent with a gun at a long distance?

It is true that when the enemy and us are fighting together, the little devil officers and soldiers will take the initiative to withdraw their bullets, but that is not at all to show the bullshit Bushido spirit, but because the penetrating power of the 65-caliber bullet of the [-]-type rifle is too strong. It is easy to penetrate the enemy's body and accidentally injure one's own officers and soldiers by wiping a gun from a distance.

That's right, the little devils' officers and soldiers took the initiative to withdraw their bullets during the melee, not at all to show some shit Bushido spirit, but simply because they were afraid of accidentally injuring their allies.

The two sides of the enemy and us were not far away, and under the common charge of both sides, they quickly fought together. The sound of guns and guns stopped abruptly at this moment, and the only thing left was roaring, roaring, and the painful howling after being stabbed. Voice.

"drink!"

A soldier of the 358th regiment glared at a devil officer in front of him with a stern expression. His foot speed did not slow down. When he was less than three meters away from him, he stabbed towards the devil officer's chest with a thrust.

"Unbelievable!"

There was a hint of mockery on the devil's officer's face, and then he raised his hands, as if trying to block the bayonet that was stabbing at him.

As a result, the moment the gun barrel collided with the gun barrel, the expression on his face froze; he blocked the knife, but he didn't block it.

"This...how is this possible?"

The devil officer lowered his head and looked in disbelief at the chest that was pierced by the bayonet and was bleeding out at the moment, showing an expression of disbelief.

"Humph!"

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