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When he returned to the tent, it was already pitch black. Occasionally, he could hear the snoring and grinding of teeth of the sleeping soldiers. Xiao Li had a good memory. With his excellent memory, he found his own camp bed in the corner and finally relaxed.
This world was originally set as a parallel world to the real world. The current time period happened to be the period of the War to Resist U.S. Aggression and Aid Korea, and he was very lucky to be reborn as a knowledgeable and cultured recruit who followed the main force to the battlefield for the first time.
One can imagine how bright the future would be for this young, educated, and handsome recruit if he could walk out of this battlefield alive. Unfortunately...
He is destined to have a short life!
Xiao Li lay on the cot fully clothed, banging his head repeatedly with his hands, tossing and turning, sighing secretly, "Why did I write this excellent, short-lived guy with the same name as me just to please a girl? It's too late to regret it now!"
"What's with this body's healing power? I don't remember it being mentioned in the novel. Is this God's compensation for me accidentally traveling to another world?"
"Can you please not have this golden finger? Grandpa God, please let me go home!"
As a writer, he knew a lot. According to the original plot, the original owner would die in this war, and the real plot would unfold more than a decade later when the male protagonist grew up. Now that he was possessed by the original owner, the original owner was very likely to have died before. Thinking of today's painful experience, Xiao Li couldn't stop trembling.
...Let him go, he is really only suitable to be a fat otaku at home, he really can't be a war hero or anything like that!
Thinking of the anti-Japanese dramas he had seen on TV before, and then thinking about what he had personally experienced today, Xiao Li felt that there was no hope of survival. He might have to die in this unfamiliar fifties...
Xiao Li was frightened and shuddered. His eyes were empty and lifeless as he looked to the side without any focus. It was pitch black around him and he could not see anything until he heard a snoring sound. He came to his senses and looked around again. He suddenly felt that his future was like this dark night, dim and gloomy.
In this dark environment without lights, people will become nervous in an instant, especially when they are not familiar with the external environment, they will be particularly scared.
The man in the darkness was shaking all the time, thinking about the hero in his novel. After traveling through time, he was extremely awesome, and all the beautiful women with golden fingers came to him automatically with just a click of his finger. Could he live out his wonderful life in this parallel world like them?
No!
Xiao Li shook his head decisively to drive away the terrible thought in his mind. He never believed that a person could become extremely powerful and omnipotent after traveling through time or being reborn.
He is just a fat otaku who has no ideals, no ambitions, and can do nothing but eat and wait for death. Even though he accepted another person's memory and knew more than before after traveling through time, he is still essentially the same fat otaku who eats and waits for death. He knows his own worth and can still distinguish between fiction and reality.
The living environment has made Xiao Li a realistic person. Although he is afraid after traveling through time, he still maintains a relatively clear mind. He will not look at the world with the God's perspective of a time traveler, nor will he seek benefits for himself just because he is the stepfather in the novel and knows the future direction.
The living environment since childhood taught him that the most important thing in life is to be down-to-earth and fill his stomach, and not to have daydreams of being a hero. What's more, what he knows is about the male protagonist when he grows up more than ten years later, and his arrival changed the ending of the sacrifice of the eldest son of the Xiao family, and the future direction will become different.
Xiao Li reminded himself not to be complacent because he was a future soul, while considering the possibility of returning to his original world. If he couldn't go back, how could he get out of here alive?
If I die, can I return to the 21st century...
The man in the darkness sighed slightly and touched his injured leg. It seemed that the pain was no longer so severe, but the initial pain seemed to be still deeply engraved in his mind. He never wanted to experience that kind of pain again in his life. He was timid and afraid of pain, so suicide was impossible for him.
Killed by the enemy on the battlefield?
Forget it.
Xiao Li curled his lips slightly and shook his head with disdain. Damn, what kind of good son of China is it to die at the hands of an American?
"Alas~" After thinking for a long time but still unable to come up with a solution, Xiao Li could only close his eyes and force himself to sleep, "Let's take it one step at a time."
When the wake-up call sounded, Xiao Li got up from the bed swiftly and immediately started to check the leg that was injured last night. The golden finger was indeed strong, and the leg had healed without even a scar left.
He numbly tidied his clothes and followed the main force, but in his mind he was thinking about what he was doing at this time in the past.
Maybe he was sleeping, or maybe he was lying on the sofa in the living room playing games. In any case, he would never be patrolling the camp with a gun like he is now. Only now did he begin to realize the importance of peace.
When peace was around him, he never felt its value at all. Once he lost it, he realized how terrible it was. Only through personal experience can people understand how powerful China will be in the future.
Because Xiao Li's team suffered heavy casualties in the second battle, these surviving and injured young soldiers were reorganized and rejoined the new team.
As luck would have it, Xiao Li was assigned to the Steel Company of the 7th Battalion of the 303rd Regiment. He was spotted by the 9th Platoon Leader Dong Shiyi, who took him to the 9th Platoon and handed him over to the 5th Squad Leader Zhang Fugui.
Zhang Fugui, the squad leader of Squad 5, was of medium height, thin and dark, with a full beard. He emerged from the ranks with a look of discontent, sizing up the men assigned to his squad by the platoon leader. He shouted, "Platoon leader, we don't need any more men in our squad. You should send him to another squad. This guy is a stick-like figure; it's obvious he's not cut out for military service. I don't know why he's so careless as to come to the battlefield."
After hearing this, the monitors of other classes all said that their classes were not short of people.
In a word, they don't want to accept Xiao Li, who is as weak as a chicken.
Dong Shiyi smiled and kicked Zhang Fugui, the squad leader of Class 5, and cursed: "How could I not know what's in your mind? What, do you look down on us good-looking people? How about we practice fighting?" As he spoke, he rolled up his sleeves as if he was ready to fight at any time.
Zhang Fugui, the squad leader of Squad 5, then remembered that their platoon leader also acted like a weakling. It was all because the platoon leader was usually so strong that they overlooked this fact. He quickly smiled and said, "Let's go. We are short of people here. Brother Xiao came at the right time."
That servile look is unbearable to look at.
Xiao Li joined Class 5 with a frown on his face. He was a head taller than the tallest soldier in the team. He stood at the front of the team and acted as a pioneer.
Xiao Li felt a little uncomfortable. He could guess why these people didn't want him to join, but he didn't care about being seen as weak. After all, he was indeed a weakling who would hold others back. If possible, he would rather all teams don't want him and send him home.
Sadly, he was accepted...
After a few introductions, Xiao Li and his new comrades got to know each other better, and after he could barely call everyone's name, a young soldier, about seventeen or eighteen years old, shyly looked up and asked, "Where are you from? You're tall and fair, and you look like you come from a well-off family. Why did you join the army and go to the battlefield?"
After the young soldier asked this question, many people looked in their direction, wanting to know why a young master like Xiao Li would join the army, and come to a battlefield, a place where people drink human blood.
Xiao Li wanted to tell the young soldier that he didn't want to join the army either. If he could have escaped from here, he would have left long ago, but he also knew that he couldn't say that. He looked up at the sky, making a mental note, then looked at the young soldier with a solemn and serious expression, his eyes firm as he said, "Continue the bloodline, and take up the spear of our ancestors!"
"Thinking back to the Long March, the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression, the three major battles, and the spark ignited on the walls of Nanchang, which ignited the entire country. My fathers and grandparents all served in the military, and I grew up hearing stories of their heroic deeds. I admired and yearned for them. From a young age, I always thought, if one day I could wear the sacred military uniform and take over the guns of my predecessors, what an honor it would be."
"With this goal in mind, I was fortunate enough to be sent by our Party to the Frunze Military Academy in the Soviet Union for further studies in 1945. There, I took about 30 courses over three years, overcoming language barriers and passing rigorous exams in various subjects. In 1947, when the graduate school system was reinstated, I was fortunate enough to continue my studies. This year, I graduated with excellent grades and returned to China. After returning, I joined the army, and when I heard about the provocations from the Americans, I resolutely signed up to participate in this battle."
"Death and the battlefield are never happy things. They only cast a shadow on our hearts. No one likes war, or this place filled with the smoke of battle. I also want to marry a wife, have children and live in a warm bed at home, but this old M has bullied us. As Chinese soldiers, how can we not set an example, charge into battle and defend our country!"
"These American guys are crazy. I saw my comrades falling one by one around me, and blood was flowing like a river. What kind of disaster is this?!" Xiao Li became more and more excited as he spoke, and couldn't help but shed tears when he thought of his current situation. "As a Chinese soldier, I didn't die on the battlefield, and I even killed more than one American guy. I'm lucky! As an ordinary Chinese citizen, I also have a patriotic heart. I can defend my country and charge into battle for it without flinching. I can live up to my conscience!"
"For our country to be filled with peace, for all gun barrels to be filled with flowers, for the people to be stable and prosperous, how can I not fight!" Xiao Li's eyes became more and more determined. He gripped the steel gun in his hand with an excited look, "Who is this old M? Come one by one, come two by two, fuck him!"
Xiao Li clenched his fist tightly and punched the air hard, "Fuck him!"
When he realized what he was doing, he put his hands down awkwardly. He found that the soldiers around him had red eyes and looked at him excitedly. Then the soldiers also clenched their fists, punched the sky and shouted loudly: "Fuck him!"
Xiao Li stood there quietly looking at the excited soldiers, feeling quite uncomfortable. His original intention was actually just to praise himself in disguise, letting people know that he was a top student who had returned from studying abroad. Although he had no physical strength, he was very smart and suitable for being a mental worker. Please don't ask him to go into battle and kill the enemy.
For someone who makes a living by writing, writing is no problem. He didn't expect that these casual words would make the soldiers around him so excited and even change their attitude towards him. Xiao Li wiped the tears from his face and looked at the tears remaining on his hands with an indifferent expression.
He didn't know why he was crying. Maybe it was because he felt wronged when he first arrived in a new environment, or because he was afraid of war. Maybe it was because he was paying tribute to the older generation of revolutionaries. More likely, it was because he felt wronged that he was unable to change the status quo, and he had to compromise with life.
He was crying for himself.
"Since there's no way to change it, I can only try to accept it."
"If time travel were possible, the law of causality would be violated."
For some reason, these two sentences appeared in Xiao Li's mind. Then he paused and thought of himself. His existence was a paradox.
As a time traveler, all he had to do was passively accept this inexplicable journey through time and space, and live well in this strange yet familiar world. Xiao Li secretly vowed in his heart: "I must live a good life in the 1950s. I don't seek excitement, but only stability, marrying and having children, and living out my life."
After thinking things through, Xiao Li's heart gradually changed. He looked up at the sky with a gloomy expression and murmured:
"Goodbye, Xiaoli." I will live well in your place, take care of your parents, and fulfill my responsibilities as a child. Goodbye to the past, I will start a new life in a completely new and unfamiliar place.
"Hello, Xiaoli." Hello future, may you have a tree that can withstand loneliness and guide you forward, may you survive in this difficult era.
No one knew how nervous and emotional he was at that moment. In the end, he saw his situation clearly and bowed his head to life.
On a small hill not far from Squad 5's camp stood several middle-aged men in military uniforms. One of them, a square-faced man of medium build and carrying binoculars, patted the excited tall, muscular man beside him and said with a look of satisfaction, "He's truly a top student returning from the Frunze Military Academy. Look how excited and motivated our soldiers are after hearing this. Your boy is truly remarkable. Old Xiao, your son is more suited to politics than you are. He's done a great job pre-war, and his future is limitless."
It was surprising that a well-educated scholar emerged from a family of bandits, the Xiao family. It was even more surprising to hear that this top student from the Xiao family had gone to the battlefield. After all, Grandpa Xiao valued this grandson more than his own life, but he didn't expect that he would send him to the battlefield this time. He had thought that he was going to the battlefield to cheat and gain merit, but he didn't expect that this child had great ambitions and really wanted to be a combat hero. He was indeed Grandpa Xiao's favorite grandson.
After hearing these words, Xiao Xinghua couldn't stop smiling. He was not polite at all, as if his offspring was the best in the world. He grinned and laughed loudly: "Hahaha, he is worthy of being my offspring. Fuck him! Hahahaha~~~"
Chen Kang said angrily: "You'd better calm down. I heard that your wife doesn't know that your eldest son is going to the battlefield. If she knew..." She will definitely be in trouble.
The arrogant laughter came to an abrupt end, and Xiao Xinghua's expression changed immediately. His brows were furrowed so tightly that they could kill a fly. He muttered in a weak voice, "What a joke! How can I be afraid of a woman!" He began to boast about how high his status was at home.
The Xiao family was famous for being henpecked. Everyone in the family knew that. However, Old Xiao refused to admit it, so they didn't say much. They just looked at him with a look of excitement and laughed, "Yes, yes, you, Old Xiao, have a high status in the family."
Chen Kang watched them teasing each other with a smile, and then said, "Your boy has a good tongue and a sharp mind. He was able to escape from the battlefield unscathed and was also lucky enough to be awarded military merit. However, his body does look a little weak, so he needs more training.
"There have been too few educated people in our army these years. We must give preferential treatment to such promising young people, isn't that right, Captain Wang?"
"You're right. We must treat such a promising young man with preferential treatment and train him while ensuring his safety, so that he can quickly grow up and become independent." Captain Wang of the 303rd Regiment looked at Xiao Li surrounded by soldiers, stroked his non-existent beard, and nodded in agreement. Then he smiled at Xiao Xinghua beside him and said, "Your boy's temper needs to be tempered."
Xiao Xinghua frowned and cursed Xiao Li with a sour face. His eyes were fixed on the direction of the 5th squad barracks. His clenched hands trembled slightly, and then he followed the others and left without looking back.
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