As a member of the working class, Lin Jingyu, a cargo registrar at a port, transmigrated to the early 1970s during her lunch break.
She unexpectedly discovered that she had entered a chronicl...
She didn't appear at the ceremony immediately, but went to the Russian side instead.
As soon as she appeared, someone came to greet her, "Little Martial Aunt."
"Your name is Chen Feng, right?"
Lin Jingyu looked at the man in front of her. He was in his thirties and his face was weathered. He looked like a rough man.
However, living in this place for a long time, it's impossible not to become rough around the edges.
Facing this junior apprentice who was ten years older than her, Lin Jingyu remained calm, asking as they walked, "My senior brother told me about you. Are you in charge here?"
"Yes, Junior Sister."
Chen Feng led her to a jeep.
He opened the car door and let her sit down. He then went to the driver's seat and started the car. "The captain is still dealing with other issues and is waiting for my junior sister to come over."
Lin Jingyu casually asked, "Isn't your captain one of ours?"
"The captain is a lay disciple of Shaolin Temple, named Wang Changhua."
"What kind of person is he?"
"Serious, old-fashioned."
"As long as their character is trustworthy, that's enough."
"The captain grew up in Shaolin, so his character must be impeccable."
"Um."
...
The two chatted idly and soon arrived at a bungalow on the border.
Upon entering, one sees a robust-looking middle-aged man sitting at his desk.
Wang Changhua, who was sitting at his desk, looked up at the sound and immediately saw the young woman.
Her stunning face appeared perfectly calm, yet he instantly sensed an overwhelming aura of malevolence.
It seems that this fierce energy, once exposed, would make even himself feel uneasy.
He, who had initially disregarded this 'aunt', instantly suppressed all inappropriate thoughts.
"Master Lin."
Wang Changhua stood up to greet her and introduced himself, "Master Lin, I am Wang Changhua, a lay disciple of Shaolin. It is a pleasure to meet you, Master Lin."
"Captain Wang, you're welcome."
Lin Jingyu nodded to him, "I apologize for disturbing you, Captain Wang."
"I wouldn't dare!"
Wang Changhua cupped his hands in a gesture of apology, his serious face revealing a hint of regret. "To be honest, I bear some responsibility for what happened to Colonel Wen..."
"It's none of your business."
Lin Jingyu interrupted him directly, "He was already busy with these things before he put on his uniform, and the moment he puts on his uniform, he has to shoulder even more responsibility."
Moreover, his actions are not something you can decide; he chooses to take matters into his own hands, and he will bear whatever consequences he faces.
I'm not here to hold you accountable, much less to cause you trouble.
I heard about what happened, but I still wanted to come in person and hear it from you myself.
"good."
Wang Changhua readily agreed.
After asking her to sit down on the sofa, I poured her a glass of warm water. "Here's what happened..."
After the blueprints and templates that all countries were eyeing appeared, the personnel from those countries who remained here began to surround, intercept, and fight for them.
It can be said that the area was engulfed in war during those days, and many people fell every day.
At first, Wen Lechun and the others did not take immediate action.
Instead, they only started taking action after seeing people in many countries fall victim to the virus.
He has experience in this area and knows the methods and counterattacks of various countries.
After the remaining three or four families were still besieging and looting, he led his men to make their move.
Getting involved inevitably meant facing their counterattacks, but Wen Lechun and others relied on their experience and understanding of the enemy to resolve them one by one.
Finally, the blueprints and templates were found after successfully intercepting and killing a team of people.
It's unclear whether someone leaked the news or their success was discovered.
When Wen Lechun and the others returned, the weakest of them all, Mian Dian, suddenly appeared.
It wasn't that they lacked the ability to retaliate, but rather that Ame and Fa's forces were catching up from behind.
Under the attack of the three forces, no one expected that the weak team of Mian Dian would actually take out rocket launchers and bombard the area.
It was only because of the weakling Mian Dian's intervention that Wen Lechun and his group, who had a chance to escape, were sacrificed.
After listening, Lin Jingyu remained silent for a moment.
Actually, she had heard these things when she was in the capital.
The content was largely the same, so Lin Jingyu didn't ask any further questions.
He asked very calmly, "Has anyone investigated who supplied the rocket launchers to Miandian?"
"It looks like it's an American product."
Wang Changhua vaguely sensed her suppressed resentment and was once again alarmed. "As for who provided it, we haven't found out yet."
The figures of Japanese soldiers were vaguely visible. It's unclear whether the Japanese were secretly behind the operation to intercept and kill Colonel Wen.
"The Japanese devils are like bedbugs in the gutter, coming out from time to time to disgust people. They like to hide in the shadows and use tricks to harm people."
A cold glint flashed in Lin Jingyu's eyes, and a fierce look appeared on her face. "I'll remember this debt with those little devils for now, and I'll settle all the old and new scores with them later."
As for Mian Dian, that weakling, he's utterly courting death. Whether he's being used or becoming someone else's puppet, they must pay a heavy price for this operation.
Otherwise, people would really think I have a good temper, and that anyone would dare to lay a hand on my people.
"I wonder what Master Lin's plans are."
Wang Changhua, with a stern expression, took the initiative to ask, "Please let us know if you need any help. Our people here will definitely cooperate fully."
Lin Jingyu asked, "Are there any Japanese soldiers or people from the Mian Dian group left here?"
"Yes, they're all keeping an eye on Great Russia."
"Didn't you find the drawings and templates?"
"No, all sides are watching us, hoping to see the blueprints and templates appear."
"Given Wen Lechun's cautious nature and methods, it's impossible that they would have taken blueprints and templates with them. You still haven't found anything they left behind?"
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