Sword of Death Camp

Chapter 4 The sudden change
Chen Shanhe didn't know what time-space transformation was in the box that appeared in his mind?
I don't even know that under the space-time transformation, that:
Level 1 (1/10)

1 kill (soldier)
What does this mean?
Convertible time value, what does it mean?
However, the display of the time value is 1m.

What does 1m mean?
Chen Shanhe doesn't understand, and he doesn't want to delve into it. Anyway, he is a fool now. For a fool, everything is reasonable and nothing is reasonable. He understands everything and understands nothing.

He currently has two things in his hand, a piece of paper and a gun.

The gun is a regular rifle with a bayonet but no bullets.

The few paragraphs written on the paper could make him, a fool, understand his identity, so he put it in his breast pocket very carefully.

He pulled the bolt a few times, even if he didn't remember anything, it was still his instinct to pull the bolt to aim.

Looking at the bayonet, he felt that before he lost his memory, he should have a deep understanding of bayonet fighting.

However, he was rather envious of Sun Shijiang's son's [-]mm rifle, because that rifle had bullets, and there were dozens of rounds, almost hundreds of rounds!

Apart from breaking down guns and wiping guns, what he does most often is to recite the words on that piece of paper.

He forgot everything about himself except Chen Shanhe, he didn't know his identity, he didn't know who he was other than this name?

But from what is said on this piece of paper, you can get an outline in your mind.

what kind of person you are.

All the words written on this blank paper did not say what kind of person he was, but what kind of battalion he was in.

When they retreated from the front line, they didn't even have a single bullet. When the Japanese were about to massacre the village, they rushed up and slammed into the Japanese camp, humming military songs, and fought bayonets with bayonets. Generous and easy.

He drew an image from this piece of paper, a determination to sacrifice for the sake of the people.

It turned out that this is the army.

While reciting the passages on the white paper, he was practicing the assassination at a very fast speed.

Some people say that drawing is best when there is only a blank sheet of paper.

Character is best formed when there is nothing but a blank space.

But now Chen Shanhe's mind is really blank, and the few paragraphs on the paper in front of him actually began to shape his character while reciting in the reading room.

Death camp?
Dare to die!

"Uncle Shanhe, your pancake!"

A half-grown child came over and handed him a bran pancake, which is a pancake baked with flour mixed with wheat bran.

This is the child of the old scholar's family, and now Chen Shanhe eats the food of the old scholar's family, and everyone eats this kind of pancake baked with a small amount of batter and wheat bran.

This kind of pancake is rough and will make your throat rough, but it can be full.

Now it's time to escape, and even the old scholar himself only eats one pancake a day and endures it.

Thinking about my poor mountain valley, the Japanese will not stay there for too long, and they will go back as soon as the Japanese leave. There is still food buried in the village. Seven or eight days of rations.

"Xinghua, have you eaten yet?" Chen Shanhe stretched out his hand to take the pancakes. The pancakes were only the size of a fist. They were made of dead flour and wheat bran. They were quite hard, but they were really hungry.

Xinghua's full name is Du Xinghua, and the old scholar's surname is Du. This kid is the grandson of the old scholar. Even though he is just in his early 10s, he knows a lot!
"Eat, Uncle, can you remember things?"

Half-year-old children are worshiping heroes. The story of the uncle who is a soldier and the death camp has spread to the ears of more than 100 people in this valley. Of course, Du Xinghua also knows it.

Everyone has no objection to the old scholar taking in the soldier boss who has lost his memory. Even if he is not a child, ordinary people like and respect soldiers who dare to sacrifice their lives for the common people.

What's more, the old scholar shared the food of his own family, and he didn't snatch food from their pockets to support the amnesiac soldier, so there is no objection.

Chen Shanhe struggled to take a bite out of the dead flour pancake, and chewed it carefully, this thing is really hungry, but it is also really unpalatable.

He chewed and said, "No, Uncle Shanhe is a fool now!
Can't remember anything! "

In fact, Du Xinghua was chatting with Chen Shanhe in front of him, but his eyes were always looking at the rifle in his hand.

"Uncle, can you let me see your gun?"

Finally couldn't bear it anymore, and asked.

Chen Shanhe felt that it was nothing, since he had no bullets anyway, so he would not accidentally injure him, so he handed the gun over.

While handing over the gun, he asked, "Can you play?"

Du Xinghua took the rifle excitedly, as happy as a child weighing fifty or sixty pounds, well, he was a child in the first place.

But after getting started, he couldn't play for a long time, so he asked Chen Shanhe: "Uncle, how do you use this gun?"

Chen Shanhe put the dead dough pancakes aside, took a rifle and began to teach him how to play: "This is called a gun bolt, you have to pull the bolt to load the bullets!

Take this out, this is the magazine for loading bullets, now there is no bullet, or I will show you how the bullet is loaded.

After loading the bullet, aim like this, this is the rear sight, this is the front sight, look at the tip of the front sight from the rear sight, and then look at the thing you want to hit.

Yes, that's it!
Then pull the trigger and you're ready to hit!

Of course, when shooting a gun, you must press the wooden support of the gun against your shoulder socket hard, otherwise the gun will vibrate and your shoulder will be swollen.

Come on, play slowly by yourself! "

After speaking, he threw the gun to the kid again and asked him to play aside.

Although Chen Shanhe has lost his memory now, playing with this kind of rifle is very simple, or playing with a gun is basically something in his blood, so he doesn't need to remember it.

Du Xinghua excitedly ran to the side, happily playing with the big toy he just got, and kept simulating reloading and aiming.

Chen Shanhe didn't expect this kid to be so talented and play well.

Suddenly, a person came running from outside the valley. After running in, he went straight to the direction of the old scholar. Before he could catch his breath, he hurriedly said, "Mr. Xiucai, it's not good!"

Although the old scholar is old, his mentality is very stable: "What are you doing in a panic? Tell me, what happened!"

Running in and yelling, the man was a middle-aged man, he managed to catch his breath and spoke quickly.

"Mr. Xiucai, Liu Si's family ran out of food, and they sneaked back to the village at dawn today, trying to secretly dig up the grain buried in the ground, but they were caught by the Japanese without realizing it!

What to do? "

This is a big deal, why are you so nervous?That is, Liu Si was caught. If they were tortured, they would definitely reveal their hiding places, and the Japanese would definitely scoop them up by then.

This is what middle-aged men, old scholars, and other villagers care about.

Therefore, the villagers who were alarmed by the sound gathered around the old scholar, waiting for him to make up his mind, should this place be moved?
The old scholar frowned and thought, if Liu Si was severely tortured, would Liu Si reveal the hiding place of everyone.

The middle-aged man didn't know, Chen Shanhe, who was standing at the entrance of the valley, looked at the direction he was running back, and frowned.

(End of this chapter)