I hand over the Wanjie trading system to the country

The young people were beaten so helplessly.

Although the walls of the church have collapsed into disrepair, the original location can still be vaguely seen.

The fence is the dividing line between the two battlefields. As long as Xiaotian dares to step over, what awaits them is the most powerful counterattack.

Here, Zhang Yong led people to crush Xiaotian, and when the time for opening the channel on the other side came, Chuno quickly turned on the monitoring function of {display screen}.

"Boom! Boom!!!"

What caught the eye was a piece of gunpowder smoke and the flames caused by the explosion, and the sound was deafening.

"It's fighting! They're fighting!" Chuno said loudly.

Only Chun Nuo could see the screen, even if he wanted to see the screen recording, he had to wait until it was over.

The camera of {display screen} is installed on the screen, and the maximum angle is only 180 degrees.

Chuno worked hard to adjust the camera, hoping to see more pictures.

At this time, a group of people surrounded Chuno, waiting for Chuno to broadcast the scene in real time.

“The door and the walls of the church were blown up! There was also a tank blocking the door.”

"Little days have died a lot. I can't see where Zhang Yong and the others are, but they definitely have the upper hand."

"Throwing the grenade, haha, just like the goddess scattered flowers, the little days are cool one by one."

"Back, back, little day back!"

"Hold it, they kept it!"

The crowd cheered happily, with the joy of victory on their faces.

The people who were busy celebrating did not notice a group of people in gray-blue clothes standing in the lobby of the supermarket.

"Friend! Where is this place?" Seeing that the crowd finally finished celebrating, the leader opened his mouth.

Everyone was taken aback. This was the second time that they didn't pay attention to the situation in the supermarket. The last time was when Monkey King came.

But when they turned their heads and saw the clothes of the visitor, the expressions on everyone's faces were full of admiration.

Although the situation this time is really special, Dean Hu still lost his temper a lot.

The bonuses of all members of the security team were deducted, and they had to write inspections, including Dean Hu.

Fortunately, it was compatriots who came here this time. If it was a small day, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Fu Zhenguo, political commissar of the Huaguo Southwest Army District, pay tribute to seniors! Salute!"

General Fu gave an order, and all the soldiers and policemen simultaneously raised their right hands to their temples.

The other staff bowed slightly with solemn faces.

"Hey, what are you doing?" The man in the lead was full of surprise, "You are almost 70, why do you call me senior, melon?"

General Fu:......

A group of young people in the back thought about all the sad things in their life in order not to laugh.

"Captain Guan, hahahaha, we have won the battle and are back!" When the atmosphere was extremely awkward, Zhang Yong brought people to the supermarket.

"General!" Zhang Yong led his people to salute General Fu.

"Here we come." The awkward atmosphere was instantly disintegrated. "Congratulations, you survived the first day."

"It's all because of the good equipment you gave me. Hahahaha, it's a fun fight."

"Those little days, we didn't have the strength to fight back at all!"

Zhang Yong and the others had already changed into modern camouflage uniforms yesterday, while Xiaohu and the others were still wearing the original yellow-green military uniforms of the Jinling Garrison.

Therefore, the eyes of the few people in gray-blue clothing looked at them a little unnaturally.

"Let me introduce you." Chuno stepped forward to smooth things over.

"This is Zhang Yong, who used to belong to the Jinling Garrison. After most of the troops withdrew, he led a group of brothers to unite to guard Jinling."

"Jinling Garrison, isn't that old j's team? Why did it appear in Pumice?" The man was puzzled.

"My name is Chuno and these are my colleagues."

"We are all Hua Guo people, Hua Guo people in 2023, and now you are in the province y of Hua Guo."

"2023? Where's the calendar for 2023? It's not 1937 now. Why is it so old?" The man frowned, "Huaguo? Province Y?"

"Comrade, you have traveled to the future!" Zhang Yong helped explain.

"You are in the pumice stone, right? Did you walk in when you saw a light?"

"That's right!" the man nodded.

"I'm in Jinling, but I came here yesterday."

"What do you mean?"

"It's this door, you see, you go out as a pumice stone, and I go out as Jinling."

"The place we are now is the Republic of China more than 80 years later."

The man digested it for a long time, and finally accepted the reality of their time travel, and also understood why General Fu called him senior in the first place.

This senior is the company commander of the reconnaissance company in an independent regiment in Fushi, named Luo Qing, and he came out to carry out the reconnaissance mission tonight.

I saw the light from a distance, and then walked in after seeing the notice at the door.

In order to prevent it from being a trap, there were still many people in ambush outside. After the conversation was over, everyone was asked to come in and rest together.

"How is the situation in Jinling City now?" Luo Qing asked while eating.

The channel was only open for 4 hours, and now it has been more than an hour.

Time is running out, and I don't care about talking impolitely while eating.

"Barely hold it." Zhang Yong said, "General Fu and the others gave us a lot of equipment and weapons."

"We plan to integrate the remaining teams in Jinling City."

"We will defend Jinling desperately, and we will never let the massacre happen again."

"Massacre?" Luo Qing was at a loss.

Only then did Zhang Yong realize that Luo Qing and the others had been on the pumice stone, no matter how well-informed they were, they would only know about the withdrawal of the troops, and it was impossible to know about the massacre.

After all, Guan Yin and the others said before that the massacre incident was exposed in the second half of January 38.

The first report on the massacre was on December 1937, 12. It was not in a domestic publication, but in a publication in country m. The domestic publication reported it in January 15 late.

"You said that the little days are slaughtering our compatriots in Jinling right now!" Luo Qing couldn't accept this fact. "More than 40 days, more than 30 people died?"

"How could such a thing happen...." Luo Qing's eyes lost their luster, "How could this happen...."

"No, I have to go back and report immediately. We will leave to help Jinling tonight." Luo Qing got up and was about to leave.

"Luo Qing, don't be in a hurry." Zhang Yong quickly pulled Luo Qing back, "We are here tonight to see how the follow-up matter develops in Huaguo, so that we can better deal with it."

"Yes, that's right, if you know it in advance, you will have a way to deal with it." Luo Qing staggered and sat back, "Where to look, where to look?!"