Traveling through the sword to engage in military industry

"Cough, cough, cough, I'm coughing to death!" After a series of coughs, Ren Zhong not only felt a burning pain in his throat, but also felt like his brain was about to fall apart.

"Will this damned flu never end? I finally get a weekend, and I have to stay home to save my life. Oh well, I can't stop taking medicine." After muttering to himself, Ren Zhong took out a strip of amoxicillin capsules, popped one out, poured a glass of hot water, and swallowed it. His throat was definitely inflamed, and antibiotics were the only thing that would work.

Rich people have nothing to do on weekends, but going to brothels to listen to music is something he can't even dream of; he doesn't have the means.

As a low-income loser living alone in Jincheng, Ren Zhong struggles even to afford a movie ticket. His daily entertainment consists of two things: reading novels and watching videos. His rented apartment doesn't even have a cable TV package. Paying dozens of yuan a month for garbage TV? He'd rather spend it on Crazy Thursday!

Ren Zhong lazily picked up his tablet, sat at his desk, and watched short videos for a while. After seeing someone's edited, super-exciting Liang Jian clips, he couldn't help but find the old Liang Jian series and start rewatching it.

For Ren Zhong, this drama is endlessly watchable. He doesn't know how many times he's watched it. He can't say he's memorized the lines, but he can follow along with the show without any problems, even matching the tone of the TV series by seventy or eighty percent.

"Beep beep beep." The tablet's low battery warning sounded. Ren Zhong was engrossed in watching the intense battle scene on the tablet, and he reached for the charger to plug it into the familiar socket.

Carelessly, his finger pressed against the metal prongs, and he was electrocuted. With a "Zzzzt!" and a flash of sparks, Ren Zhong convulsed and lost consciousness.

"Liang Jian Time-Travel System loading successfully.

Current time: February 1940, 3 li outside Zhao Family Village, Jinzhong.

Return countdown: 23:59:59.

Points: 0."

Ren Zhong slowly woke up, and a virtual screen-like prompt immediately flashed in his mind.

He time-traveled?

Did I just time-travel so hastily?

Looking at this simple and easy-to-understand system announcement, Ren Zhong was not surprised but delighted after his brain rebooted.

Time-travel! A chance to be the protagonist of a plane, finally it's my turn to show off!

"System, please start your performance, show me the newbie gift pack! Let me see your strength!" With an excited heart and trembling hands, Ren Zhong instantly boiled over, like he had won the 50,000-yuan lottery jackpot.

This is time-travel with a cheat! Who else has that?!

Return countdown: 23:59:50.

After waiting a full 10 seconds, Ren Zhong didn't get the awesome gift pack.

The virtual screen announcement in his mind remained as stable as an old dog, except for the constantly refreshing countdown timer. There wasn't the slightest change.

Is this the wrong way to open it?

Ren Zhong's expression of surprise gradually solidified.

"System Bro, are you there? Please say something."

No way, is it possible? Is this system just a countdown timer?????

Other people's systems are cute and interesting, and they often drop gift packs to help people take off. Why is mine so lame? There's nothing at all.

Ren Zhong really didn't believe it.

It wasn't easy to time-travel. If there's no gift pack, it will be difficult for me, who has no strength to truss a chicken, to survive in this plane. How can I show off????

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

Heaven wouldn't be so ruthless as to send me here just to give me away for nothing.

"System, System, please open the hidden activation conditions. I know you're there, please don't play with me. I can't live without you, ah ah ah!"

Ren Zhong rolled around and acted shamelessly. At critical moments, face and everything else are unnecessary!

Return countdown: 23:58:30.

Cold, ruthless!

It's really not there!

Looking at the refreshing countdown clock, what a dog-der system! It doesn't give me any face at all.

Time-traveling without a cheat is worse than a dog.

The system wouldn't be so cruel to me, would it?

Ren Zhong's mentality was somewhat collapsing.

Looking from a distance at this mountain ridge, one could see a fool pounding his chest and gesticulating wildly for a while before calming down.

If this scene were caught by a New Century live broadcast, people who didn't know would think it was performing Subject Three.

Damn!

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh." A gust of northwest wind blew over, and the biting cold wind poured directly into Ren Zhong's collar. The bone-chilling cold made him recover some of the agitated and confused nerves.

It made Ren Zhong, who had just traveled to this strange world, begin to return to reality.

Even if it's a hellish start, when it comes to it, life has to go on.

Ren Zhong glanced around. The system had thrown him onto a mountain ridge with a wide view, which made it easy to observe. The surrounding area was desolate. He was standing in the wind, and there was still unmelted snow everywhere. As soon as Ren Zhong came to his senses, he felt extremely cold. It was on a completely different level compared to winter in Jincheng.

"Hiss." Ren Zhong shivered all over. The northern wind in February was really a bit strong. He couldn't stand it; it was really too cold.

Ren Zhong hugged his arms and wrapped his clothes tightly, quickly trotting to a boulder next to him and squatting down tightly to avoid the wind.

He also pulled up the hood of his clothes and put it on his head, tightly wrapped up and began to carefully observe the surrounding situation.

All around were continuous mountains. The mountains didn't look high, three to five hundred meters uneven, but they were steep, with bare cliffs everywhere. Even monkeys would be worried.

The mountains and foothills were densely covered with pine forests and bushes. Even thousands of people couldn't be seen inside. No wonder this was a good place for anti-Japanese guerrillas. Even if a regiment of people hid in these mountains and deliberately played hide-and-seek, it wouldn't be easy for a brigade of Japanese devils.

Return countdown: 23:48:31.

He couldn't see anything meaningful around.

Ren Zhong squatted under the rock and refocused on studying his Liang Jian Time-Travel System. Since it could bring him from another time and space to here, it should have some special abilities, even though it seemed a bit lacking now, without even simple interactive dialogue. He had to figure it out.

This return countdown, could it take him back to his original time, or does it open another function? He had to confirm it.

24 hours, this countdown time doesn't seem too long, just a day and a night.

Find a cave to squat in and see what it is, and then see what to do next. That's the safest thing to do.

After all, this is 1940. Outside the mountains are Japanese devils and traitors everywhere. Someone like him, who could be knocked down by a girl with one punch and who old men and women would dare to blackmail, someone with basically no fighting experience, might not survive even a day.

Hiding is the best choice now.

After Ren Zhong's analysis, hiding is the top priority, there's basically nothing to say.

It's just that this remote mountain is still several degrees below zero, and he has nothing to eat or drink. These 24 hours won't be easy. At least it's absolutely impossible on this mountain. Even wearing a down jacket, when the temperature drops at night, squatting here can only mean waiting to die.

Ren Zhong thought of the system prompt. There was probably a mountain village 3 li away. Maybe it would be good to find a family there to stay for a night.

In this remote mountain area, the Japanese devils probably wouldn't come, right? Just get through a day and a night. He shouldn't be so unlucky.

He'll observe before entering the village to see what's going on.

Having figured out this part, Ren Zhong looked at the path leading down the mountain, made up his mind, and began to walk down the mountain.

The path was faint and winding, following the contours of the mountain. It was clearly made by people who went up the mountain to hunt or gather mountain products. Fortunately, it was downhill. In some steep places, Renzhong slid and tumbled down. Although the straight-line distance was only a few hundred meters, there was no proper path down the mountain. After detouring for a long time, it took him more than half an hour to finally reach the foot of the mountain.

Renzhong saw that there was a small river at the foot of the mountain, forming a gourd-shaped deep pool. The river water was clear and transparent, and there were even many fish swimming in it. Even in winter, it was still flowing gently downwards, indicating that there was a spring upstream that flowed continuously throughout the year.

Along the riverbank, the traces of people in the withered grass were even more obvious, indicating that there were indeed people living nearby.

If this landscape were put in modern times, it would definitely be a tourist attraction, but now there was no trace of any artificial development, and no garbage such as plastic bottles and waste paper. Everything was very natural.

It was like a spiritual painting.

It smoothed out a lot of Renzhong's impetuous heart.

With his hands in his pockets, he finally began to feel like appreciating the picturesque scenery around him.

Standing at the foot of the mountain and looking at the straight cliff, it was another kind of feeling, as if it was created by supernatural workmanship.

It was very healing.

Return Countdown: 22:58:15.

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Walking and stopping along the way, unknowingly leaving the crossing point for more than half a kilometer, Renzhong felt hot all over.

The footprints on the roadside became more and more numerous, and Renzhong became more and more relaxed.

If he had to spend the night in this desolate mountain, regardless of whether there were wolves or wild boars, Renzhong would feel terrified.

After all, in both his past and present lives, he had never had the experience of spending the night in the wild.

Finding a family, even if they were too poor to accommodate him, he would feel much more at ease leaning against the outside of their earthen wall.

It was a pity that he didn't bring any food with him. He touched his pockets and only had two remaining strips of amoxicillin.

This stuff really couldn't be eaten as food.

Just as Renzhong was lost in thought, a loud shout suddenly came from the bushes by the roadside.

"Don't move! Hands up!"

This shout was so sudden that Renzhong stumbled and almost knelt down!

He raised his hands tremblingly, his heart feeling as if ten thousand alpacas were trampling through it. He was done for. He didn't expect there were people here, and judging by the tone, it didn't seem like a good sign. Could it be that he had encountered bandits?

Renzhong's heart turned cold, and he was afraid that he would become the shame of transmigrators.

"What are you doing?" A gray figure emerged from the bushes, pointing a gun at Renzhong.

Looking at the other party's attire, Renzhong breathed a sigh of relief. This, I'm familiar with this, they're family!

"Comrade Eighth Route Army, don't misunderstand, I'm a good person," Renzhong quickly said. Although his accent was very different from the other party, Renzhong could understand what the other party was saying, and he believed that the other party could also understand his modern Mandarin.

Qiao Yuanshan, who was responsible for guarding, looked at Renzhong's strange attire and was also hesitant in his heart.

This person was indeed a bit strange. If he were a traitor, he had never seen such a traitor. This fair-skinned and tender man looked more like a student from the city.

However, the other party's nonsensical answer made Qiao Yuanshan want to laugh. Who the hell would say that they were a bad person.

"Speak, where did you come from and where are you going?" Qiao Yuanshan waved his gun, still pointing it at Renzhong, and asked.

Renzhong opened his mouth and wanted to tell the truth, but suddenly realized that he was in the world of "亮剑" (Bright Sword), and his truth would be an absurd lie to the other party.

What should he say?

His hesitation made Qiao Yuanshan more vigilant.

"Be honest, quickly tell me who you are and where you came from!" Qiao Yuanshan sternly shouted and asked.

He was an experienced soldier and knew that he couldn't give Renzhong more time to make up lies.

Renzhong's brain was spinning rapidly, and suddenly he had a flash of inspiration.

"Comrade Eighth Route Army, I am a student who has returned from overseas. My name is Renzhong. I have traveled thousands of miles to find Li Yunlong, Commander Li. I can help the Eighth Route Army fight the Japanese devils. Does Comrade Eighth Route Army know Commander Li?" Renzhong suddenly thought of his damned system. Since it was a "亮剑" (Bright Sword) transmigration system, the place the system sent him to was very likely to be Li Yunlong's territory.

After speaking, Renzhong secretly gave himself a thumbs up for his wit.

"You can find your way here from overseas?!" Qiao Yuanshan stared at Renzhong with a suspicious look, and found that the other party looked calm and didn't seem to be faking it.

He was indeed a subordinate of Li Yunlong of the New First Regiment.

It was just that they had just fought a big battle and transferred here to rest. It was unreasonable for a stranger to find their way here.

"You're lying! Tell me, who sent you here? I'll beat you to death if you don't tell the truth!" Qiao Yuanshan raised his gun and shouted loudly to scare him.

However, after Renzhong came back to his senses, he was no longer afraid.

He might panic if he encountered Japanese devils or traitors, but Renzhong was really not worried when he encountered the Eighth Route Army.

After all, the Three Main Rules of Discipline and the Eight Points for Attention were not just empty words.

"Comrade Eighth Route Army, what I said is the truth. My name is really Renzhong, the Ren of responsibility, the Zhong of importance. I am an overseas Chinese from overseas. Look at my clothes. Can you see them in China? No, right? This is a down jacket and jeans that are only available abroad."

Renzhong didn't have anything else to prove it, so he could only use the clothes on his body as evidence.

Qiao Yuanshan carefully looked at Renzhong's attire, which was indeed not the usual clothing in China. It would probably be really difficult for a traitor to find these clothes.

Qiao Yuanshan was a veteran of the New First Regiment and had seen the Brigade Commander with Li Yunlong. He was deeply impressed by the Brigade Commander's unique leather jacket. He heard that the leather jacket on the Brigade Commander was a foreign item.

But since the other party was an overseas Chinese, how would he know Commander Li's name? And he even found his way here. Among the Eighth Route Army, if the Commander-in-Chief, Division Commander, and Brigade Commander were famous figures who were famous overseas, Qiao Yuanshan had no objection, but Commander's fame, it seemed, probably, should not have spread abroad yet.

After all, the killing of Sakata was not yet known, and Li Yunlong, the commander of the regiment who did not even have a formal establishment, was not even famous within the Eighth Route Army, let alone abroad.

This person, obviously has a problem.

It is likely to be a big problem.

"Hands up and don't move! Let me search your body. I'll kill you if you make any unusual movements!" Many thoughts flashed through Qiao Yuanshan's mind. Looking at Renzhong's thin body, he put away his gun and carried it on his back, taking a step forward.

"Comrade Eighth Route Army, I am really a good person, I won't move." Renzhong saw that the other party didn't believe him at all, so he could only raise his hands. "I didn't bring anything. Comrade Eighth Route Army, don't worry, I'm not here to sabotage."

Qiao Yuanshan quickly searched Renzhong's body with his hands. The down jacket was soft and warm, and it was indeed not something he had seen before. Renzhong didn't even bring his mobile phone, which was left on the table, so he was naturally clean.

Seeing that the other party didn't bring any weapons, Qiao Yuanshan's danger level was greatly reduced, and his mood also relaxed. He began to carefully search Renzhong, and his hand suddenly touched a hard thing!

"What is this?"

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