The country is broken

"Who are you? What's going on here?" Li Wei was a little puzzled. His eyes moved to the side of the boy, and there was a very old rifle. He could still recognize that it was a German-made Mauser. Hanyang rifle, the gun is 1 meters long and weighs 25 kilograms. He still remembers that the predecessor of Hyundai Domestic Construction Yamaha Motorcycle Co., Ltd. was the Hanyang Arsenal. This antique is too old. What’s the matter? gun?What kind of world is this?No one cares?What about the police, why are the little devils shooting around with 4 guns again? Is China and Japan fighting again?Impossible, how did you get out of these crap, even if you are making a movie, you don't need to use real ones.

Li Wei was confused, he really couldn't figure out what was going on?

"What do you do, Chinese?" The big boy looked at him, as if confirming something, his eyes showed a sense of maturity that shouldn't be there at this age, and he asked with a strong Hebei accent.

The big boy seemed to be someone who took Li Weizuo as a refugee and hid in the mountains.

"Me?! Of course I'm Chinese. You think I'm a little Japanese. I'm a student of Huaming Middle School in X City." Li Wei truthfully reported his identity. [

"Middle school student? Then why did you come here, don't you know there is a war now?" The big boy's tone was a little slower, revealing a hint of respect, and scholars seemed to have status.

Li Wei was a little dazed, "How would I know, I found myself here as soon as I opened my eyes. I still remember that I was still in the Longevity Hill Cemetery just now." Fighting into the mountains of China, this old-fashioned weapon?It is doubtful, is it because a few remnants of Japanese imperialism reappeared the glory of the imperial army, causing the Chinese people to take out old guns from the military museum to fight?

"Let's go, get out of here, isn't it safe here?" The boy pulled him up and burrowed into the bushes. The other boy also held a gun and looked around vigilantly, warning them.

"Wait, where is this? What's the date today?" Li Wei suddenly stopped and asked.

"Don't talk so much nonsense, let's go, this is Taihang Mountain, today is November 27th, [-]th year of the Republic of China." The boy felt that Li Wei was talking so much nonsense out of nowhere, and pointed the gun at him intentionally.

"The 27th year of the Republic of China, oh my god, isn't it 1939? The Anti-Japanese War?" Li Wei was dumbfounded, before he was caught by the boy and dragged into the woods.

The three of them advanced rapidly in the dense forest. The two boys obviously adapted to the terrain of the mountain, constantly moving and dodging, avoiding various branches and rocks. Li Wei barely kept up with them staggeringly.

After passing through four or five hills, they came to a small village. The village was close to the mountain. In addition to the local people, there were also a large number of people in yellow clothes with guns on their backs.

"My God, it's really 1939, isn't it filming?" Li Wei recognized the words "Eighth Route Army" written on the armbands of those yellow clothes, and the guns on their backs were brand-new [-]-style, as well as Chinese and even classics. The German-made shell gun, and the Maxim heavy machine gun, such ancient equipment, Li Wei couldn't imagine what it would be like to use these weapons that only existed in history museums before his eyes.

The two boys kept greeting the people around them eagerly.

Following the two boys, Li Wei felt that the ordinary people and the Eighth Route Army around him were staring at him very curiously, which made him at a loss. He looked at himself and was amused. No wonder, he was wearing a Pepsi T-shirt , crocodile brand jeans, Li Ning sneakers, and a Earl watch on his left wrist, not counting a Sony mp3 and a Nokia mobile phone in his pocket, all of which were squeezed from Zhao Biao, not to mention the clothes on his body There is no outfit in this era, and it is early November and late autumn. I am still wearing summer clothes. There are really not many areas in the mobile signal area.

Li Wei smiled slightly at those people, and those people and the Eighth Route Army who looked at him responded with a faint smile on their faces. He stared at him with a smile on top of the wall, as if looking at a rare thing.

Li Wei was taken to a small courtyard, and there were two soldiers standing at the door.

The big boy pulled Li Wei to sit down on a long bench beside the large square table in the middle room, and the other boy went out and brought back a kettle and a few pieces of bread.

There are also a bunch of weird parts scattered on the table, including wires, batteries, charcoal rods, and small light bulb-style electronic tubes...

The big boy rolled the parts aside and said, "You haven't had breakfast yet, come, have a pancake."

The big boy casually tore a piece of bread and handed it to Li Wei, and took a piece himself and ate it with a bowl of water.

"What's your two names?" Li Wei just remembered that he followed these two boys through mountains and mountains for a long time, but he didn't know each other's name.

"My name is Wang Bao, and his name is Duan Cheng. They both come from the same village." The big boy buried his head in the piece of bread, and seemed to be very hungry. [

Li Wei nodded, and took a bite of the noodle cake in his hand. It was made of rough noodles, a little sandy, a bit rough in the mouth, a little salty, with a unique fragrance of grain, maybe it was a pure natural green food without chemical fertilizers, Li Wei also Feeling a little hungry, I gnawed slowly, thinking about something in my heart.

It seems that this is really 1939, but how can I go back?It seems impossible, but it can only be said that it is God’s will. His parents, classmates, and even Han Xiuying’s everything has been closed to him. Even his enemy Zhao Biao has lost its meaning. These people who were related to his life before are even now Not born yet.

Li Wei gnawed at the bread silently, and could only settle down as it came. Maybe it was God's arrangement. If the idea was right, he might still live to the original age, and he might be able to kill Zhao Biao's family. The old and the young have done it in advance, and Han Xiuying may not leave him.

After figuring this out, Li Wei let go of his heart, and concentrated on dealing with the food in front of him.

"I'm full, brother, eating is so gentle, no wonder you are studying, okay, you can eat first, I will come when I go." Wang Bao had already eaten a few pieces of big pancakes in his hand, and greedily licked them. Looking at the oil stains on his fingers, he picked up Han Yang and put it on the table.

"Brother, let's think about something." Duan Cheng walked over, watching Li Wei biting into the bread.

"Well, what about your former classmates?" Li Wei looked at this dark-skinned, somewhat shy mountain boy. He didn't say much along the way, and followed Wang Bao.

"How old are you now?"

"17!"

"Hey, I'm 17 years old and go to high school. Your family is really nice. Unlike me, I'm already sixteen. I can't even read a few words. There are not many high school students in our army. Those who can read a few words are all in the regiment. Department." Duan Cheng looked envious, China's education was still underdeveloped at this time, very few people received modern education above high school or even junior high school, and the requirements for admission were also very high, high school students were comparable to modern doctoral students, College students are even rarer.

While Li Wei was chatting and answering, he was consciously grasping the scattered parts on the table with his hands. After sitting for a long time, he was not used to holding a pen for a while.

Although it was an ordinary chat, there was still a hint of interrogation. A stranger suddenly appeared on the battlefield these days, and it was easy to be suspicious. Duan Cheng inquired about Li Wei's origin in a few words in a very homely manner.

"The school you mentioned is in Jiangnan, right?"

"Well, Jiangnan is considered a very beautiful city."

"Life in the city is really good. Seeing that you are fair and clean, you are different from us country people."

"What do the parents at home do?"

"Start a small business." Li Wei's parents were laid off and became self-employed, setting up small stalls to make ends meet.

"Your place should also be taken by the Japanese devils, otherwise how could you go to this mountain to suffer."

"Hmm!" Li Wei didn't know how to say it. According to the current time, the city where he lived happened to be occupied by Japanese invaders.

"After the devils are driven away, we will also go to school to study. If we are not educated, we will be bullied by others." Duan Cheng's eyes were full of longing for the school.

"The little devil will definitely be driven away, and you will definitely be able to enter school." Li Wei couldn't help feeling that Duan Cheng, a boy in the mountains, was very cute and simple.

"Thank you for your auspicious words. I'm looking forward to this day. How good it is to study!" Duan Cheng was delighted, looking forward to the future. Fleeing into the mountains, he got lost and appeared near the battlefield where the Eighth Route Army fought the Japanese devils. [

Duan Cheng didn't notice at all that the pile of scattered parts on the table was gradually being assembled in Li Wei's hands, like a big old-fashioned radio, and Li Wei didn't even notice it. The old radio, which is almost obsolete to him, is not worthy of his attention at all.

At this time, Wang Bao brought two people into the house. One was a middle-aged man in his 40s, and the other was a girl with a round face who looked about [-] or [-] years old. Both of them were wearing yellow cloth uniforms of the Eighth Route Army.

Wang Bao threw a suit of clothes over and said, "Put it on, it's cold, and your body should catch cold." He was really concerned about Li Wei.

Made of pure cotton, Li Wei is quite satisfied, it is very thick, and Li Wei feels warmer wearing it. To be honest, the autumn morning is a bit cold. Although I just walked a lot of mountain roads and sweated a little, but now I put it on again. Clothes are just right against the autumn chill.

Putting on the military uniform of the Eighth Route Army, Li Wei, who had undergone military training, showed some fortitude and fighting spirit unique to soldiers, and the eyes of several people around him lit up.