The night is deep, twelve o'clock in the evening.

As a third-tier city near the sea in the eastern part of the country, Tongcheng is of average economic strength, but it is a comfortable city for living. At twelve o'clock in the evening, the entire city has fallen into its deepest sleep.

In a place a hundred meters above this city where no one can see it, the invisible silk thread woven into an extremely huge network, faintly covering the entire city.

"The adventor is positioned...the collective release begins..." As the electronic synthesizer sounded, the network wires in the air shone brightly, extending from the network separation and inserting into the foreheads of the sleeper in the houses.

It was like when we broke away the layers of clouds and mist and came back to our senses, everyone was already in a digging trench. According to the original plan, Zhang Xinyi also disguised himself as a player and participated in the game.

The number of people sent this time was 100, and hundreds of people lay down in the trenches. After a while, some people woke up one after another, and Zhang Xinyi also pretended to have just woken up.

"Where is this place?" A chaotic voice sounded. I woke up and found myself in a completely unfamiliar place. No wonder I became panicked.

"Hey, why am I wearing such a dress?" Someone suddenly shouted in the crowd. Only then did everyone realize that they had changed into an extremely familiar outfit, and the Eighth Route Army uniforms that had appeared many times in TV and movies.

"Isn't someone kidding us? Where is the director? Where is the camera lens hidden?"

"I clearly remember sleeping in the dormitory, why did I get here in the blink of an eye?" A round little fat man next to Zhang Xinyi shouted loudly as the people around him. Suddenly he looked at the familiar scenes around him and said to himself with a pale face, "Why is this a bit like a battlefield? It's not a time travel! And it's a group dress. Look at this outfit, don't be a war era..."

"What time travel, little fat man, do you know what the hell is this?" A strong man next to him heard the little fat man talking to himself. He grabbed his collar with his big hand and asked viciously.

"What are you doing? I didn't do it here, so why are you looking for me?" Facing the fierce and fierce expression of the strong man, the fat man's face turned pale and explained guiltily, "I just woke up, don't believe me, please ask them."

After saying that, his finger pointed at everyone.

Unfortunately, everyone looked at it coldly but no one responded. Most of the people at the scene were stubborn and were unwilling to get involved in other people's affairs.

"I must be someone who is going to come here. Fuck me, I'm going back now. Don't blame me for being rude if I dare to talk too much." The strong man cursed and glanced at everyone viciously. When he swung his fists, he wanted to establish his authority with the little fat man.

Suddenly, one palm pinched his arm like lightning, and tightened his fingers, making him scream in a shrill voice.

"Bullying the weak to show his strength is actually just a sign of weakness." A man who seemed not tall pushed him casually, and the strong man weighed about 100 pounds and was easily thrown to the ground.

"Thank you... Thank you, my name is Sun Peng, what do you call this big brother?" the fat man stuttered.

The man smiled slightly and said, "You don't have to be polite. My name is Zhang Yi, I just know some martial arts."

This man is Zhang Xinyi, who disguised himself as a player. In order to prevent being recognized, he changed his face. Although it is not too eye-catching, combined with his unique temperament, he can be considered handsome and handsome overall.

"Martial Arts?" Everyone around him glanced at him and looked a little skeptical. There were many such things circulating on the Internet, but most of them were scheming and were much more powerful than they actually did.

"Is Brother Zhang practicing national skills?" The little fat son Sun Peng's eyes lit up, and his face was full of admiration.

Zhang Xinyi smiled slightly, "That's right."

Seeing that he was speechless, Sun Peng thought about it and stood beside him.

Perhaps Zhang Xinyi has a good personality and is more secure in martial arts. A short-haired girl with a baby face came up carefully, looked at the two of them timidly, and quickly lowered her head and said softly: "You... Hello, I... My name is Qin Weiwei, I am a senior high school student at Tongcheng No. 1 Middle School. I remember that after reviewing today's homework, I accidentally fell asleep on the table. I opened my eyes and went to this strange place. Can I be with you? I am a little scared."

"Of course!" The first time in life a girl took the initiative to chat with her, Sun Peng nodded repeatedly, and then looked at Zhang Xinyi carefully, "Brother Zhang, the girls have asked us, why can't they be indifferent?"

Zhang Xinyi glanced at him, thought for a while and shook his head, "I'm sorry, I may not care about you if you happen later. Please beg for your own blessing!"

Sun Peng and Qin Weiwei were immediately disappointed. Sun Peng gritted his teeth and said, "It's okay, Brother Zhang, I know you are a person with real skills. I just want you to help us when you can do it. I will remember your kindness in this life."

Zhang Xinyi looked at him deeply. This kid looked honest and honest, but he was quite sleek, but he was very kind, so he nodded slightly and said, "Yes."

"Hey, what seems to be written on it?" Suddenly a man crawled out of the trench shouted.

Everyone gathered around and saw a half-meter-high stone tablet standing upright on the ground, full of handwriting.

"Follow the footsteps of history, cross the long river of time, shuttle through the fantasy plane, and walk in the multiverse. Adventists, welcome to enter the world of OA fantasy plane and experience the magnificent and wonderful life. Current fantasy plane: the domestic anti-Japanese war drama "Bright Sword"; test mission: [Break through the encirclement] The new regiment following Li Yunlong broke through the heavy siege of the Japanese Sakata United and killed a Japanese soldier in any way; completion time: one hour."

There is also a flowing hourglass in the lower half of the stone tablet and an explanation of related task scenarios.

"In February 1942, the 129th Division of the Eighth Route Army was surrounded by Japanese troops in Jinzhong area. In order to cover the transfer of the division's organs and field hospitals, Li Yunlong, the commander of the New 1st Regiment of the 386th Brigade of the 129th Division, led his troops to fight fiercely with the Japanese elite Sakata Federation at the main position of Cangyunling. The battle was extremely fierce. The main peak position changed hands repeatedly, and both sides suffered heavy casualties. Now, the regiment commander Li Yunlong is preparing to attack the enemy's position from the front and break through the Japanese encirclement. The descendants, pick up their weapons and fight bravely to kill the enemy!"

"Damn it, it's really the main god space. I'm dead this time." Someone immediately shouted loudly at the scene.

"What is the main god space? What is mentioned above is not the scene at the beginning of the TV series "Bright Sword", how did I come to the TV series?" This is because I can't figure out the situation.

No matter how unwilling everyone present to believe it, they did appear suddenly from the warm bed at home in their sleep in the cold trenches, and everything in front of them shocked them.

"It's over, I actually traveled to the era of the War of Resistance Against Japan, and it was still on the battlefield." The fat little son Sun Peng walked back in a daze. It was finally his turn to travel through time, and it was actually like this.

"You may be able to go back after completing the task on the stone tablet." Qin Weiwei whispered comforting, thinking for a while and continued, "And as long as we follow the team closely, there will be no problem."

"You don't need to comfort me." Sun Peng glanced at Qin Weiwei. This young girl who is only in her senior year of high school this year looks very pure and lovely. Her delicate and weak make people involuntarily feel a desire to protect her. She sighed, "Don't forget that there is a task of killing a Japanese soldier. Who knows what the consequences will be if she doesn't complete it. In addition, it's okay for me to be like you. A girl like you should think of a way, if you are captured by the Japanese..."

Qin Weiwei's face turned pale when she heard this. She had read too much of the Japanese's nature in history books.

Just then, a cannon suddenly came from a distance, and a black-faced soldier from the front line ran over quickly with a team of soldiers.

"Preparation Third Company Obeys Order, the regiment commander ordered you to attack the Cangyunling position."

The audience was in an uproar.

When most people heard about fighting with the Japanese, they couldn't believe the reaction at first, and then they felt extremely angry.

"Why do you want us to fight?"

"That's it! I still don't know if I will die here. No matter what task he does not have, let's go!"

"You actually disobey the military order!" the black-faced little soldier shouted loudly.

"If you disobey, you disobey. What else can you do to me?" A middle-aged man with a white-collar temperament threw off his military uniform and turned around and was about to leave.

With a "bang", the middle-aged man's body trembled suddenly, and then fell to the ground and died.

"The regiment commander's military order, those who dare to disobey will be dealt with by military law." The black-faced soldier and the soldiers behind him pointed at the spear and shouted with murderous intent.

Everyone fell into an ice cave, and it was not until now that they truly realized that this was no longer a peaceful era in reality, but an era of the Anti-Japanese War with years of war and life as hard as grass.

"Now, everyone set out right away."

One hundred people on the field looked at each other, and finally someone gritted their teeth and took a step forward, "If you go, go, no coward will be afraid! As the saying goes, "A man dies and birds face the sky, and you will never die for thousands of years. I didn't expect that I still have the chance to go to the battlefield to fight the Japanese in this life."

With one, there is a second and third. Under the pressure of the spear, everyone walked out of the trenches one by one.

More than a hundred people came to the front, and just outside the place where the two armies were fighting, shouting and killing to the sky, and the sound of cannons was like thunder. Many girls were so scared that they covered their ears.

Li Yunlong, who was facing a familiar face in front of the team, frowned and said dissatisfied: "What did the recruiting people do? Why did they even recruit these girls?"

The first battalion commander Zhang Dabiao said anxiously: "The regiment commander can't control so much, the Japanese have already pressed on him."

When Li Yunlong heard this, his eyes suddenly became as sharp as an eagle. He quickly passed the faces of the soldiers in the front row, and then shouted: "Zhang Dabiao!"

The first battalion commander Zhang Dabiao suddenly took a step forward and responded sternly: "Yes!"

"Send them weapons, I will launch the first wave of attacks later. You will lead the team to follow. Remember, you must not fall behind."

After saying that, Li Yunlong waved his sword, let out a loud roar, and took the lead in leading the team and rushed out.

"Run!" The Eighth Route Army soldiers were as powerful as tigers, and they rushed towards the heart of the Japanese Sakata United.

Zhang Dabiao saluted silently. He knew that the old commander was carrying all the pressure on him. He turned around and shouted coldly: "Everyone, distribute weapons!"

Perhaps infected by this tragic atmosphere, the 100 descendants who were preparing for the third company took out the weapons without saying a word and waited for the order.

"Give me a knife." Zhang Xinyi rejected the rifle handed over by the Eighth Route Army soldiers, took a thick-backed sword on his own, and slashed it with his hands, and a shrill sound of breaking through the air came from the air.

Zhang Dabiao glanced at Zhang Xinyi coldly, turned around and roared: "First Battalion, all the soldiers of the Preparation Third Company, break through with me!"

In an instant, the soldiers were like flood discharge, killing towards the Japanese defense line.

No matter what, it is no longer safe after the large army leaves, and it is undoubtedly necessary to die here. It is better to break through the siege of life. Whether you are willing or not, one hundred descendants will drive the ducks on the shelves, just like toddlers, officially starting the first battle to "Bright Sword".

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Chapter completed!