1939.
Eastern Shanxi region.
"Damn it, why haven't those Japanese devils shown up yet? I'm getting impatient waiting."
On a weedy slope, a burly man nearly two meters tall, with a broad waist, wearing a thin, worn blue-gray military uniform, looked boredly at the dirt road below.
"That shouldn't be. The district squad confirmed that the stronghold receives supplies for the blockhouse every five days. According to the schedule, they should be delivering supplies today."
"Could it be that we really have to attack the blockhouse?"
Qin Yangming looked up at the setting sun. He decided to wait another hour. If no Japanese supply truck arrived by then, he would take a Risky Venture to the blockhouse to kill some Japanese devils and activate the system.
He was originally the captain of a special operations team from a major Eastern country on Blue Star. While on a mission at an overseas base, he was unfortunately caught in a roadside bomb attack.
When he regained consciousness, he found himself in a dilapidated house.
All the equipment he was wearing had disappeared, replaced by a blue-gray coarse cloth military uniform.
Judging by the arm patch on the uniform, it was an Eighth Route Army uniform.
As the captain of a special operations team, Qin Yangming naturally wouldn't believe he had arrived at some film set.
Who would have the capability to make a strategic-level special operations team on a mission go act in a movie?
Then, someone called "System" told him that he had transmigrated to a parallel world's War of Resistance period, which had been affected by the Blue Star world.
From his conversation with the system, Qin Yangming understood that he had actually transmigrated to this world a long time ago.
However, because his infant body at the time could not withstand his powerful soul, the system could only seal most of his soul to allow for gradual fusion.
Therefore, his memories from his previous life had not awakened then, and he had grown up normally as an ordinary person.
However, the system recently detected that his current physical body had sustained severe injuries.
Coupled with his body reaching the minimum standard for fusion, it had now completely fused his soul and body.
In this life, his name was still Qin Yangming.
His current identity was a platoon leader in the Eighth Route Army's 772nd Regiment.
He was forced to stay at a fellow villager's house to recuperate after being caught in the aftermath of an artillery shell and falling unconscious.
The so-called unconsciousness was not just due to his severe injuries, but also because the system was fusing his memories from his previous life.
Thanks to the system constantly strengthening his body with its energy to allow his physical body to withstand his soul as quickly as possible, Qin Yangming's physical body in this life was even more powerful than in his previous one.
Qin Yangming had no resistance to transmigrating to the War of Resistance period; on the contrary, he was somewhat delighted.
He believed that with his abilities and the system's help, he was confident he could lead the nation to end the turmoil early and allow the country and its people to become a world superpower at a faster pace!
The reason he had such great confidence was precisely because of the golden finger that every transmigrator possessed: the system.
His system's name was simple: Enemy Kill Points Exchange System.
This system did not have many flashy functions or tasks that threatened to obliterate him at any moment.
The system had no mandatory missions; it was all up to the host's own initiative.
Its main function was to kill enemies to gain points, which could then be used to exchange for various weapons and equipment within the system.
In the system's words, if he had enough points, it could even get him the Southern Heavenly Gate strategic platform.
However, the system had not been officially activated. To activate it, Qin Yangming had to personally kill a Japanese devil.
Therefore, he had come to this hillside to ambush a Japanese supply truck, intending to kill a Japanese devil to activate the system and obtain some weapons and equipment.
Thinking of weapons and equipment, Qin Yangming couldn't help but look at the Hanyang-made rifle beside him.
The rifle, over a meter long, looked somewhat dilapidated, with even the gun barrel showing some rust.
Judging by its condition, it was at most 30% new, the rifling was almost worn smooth, and it would be a limit for bullets to fly straight for fifty meters.
Because there were eight wounded soldiers recuperating with him, the main force had left one rifle for Qin Yangming and the others for self-defense when they retreated.
Along with ten reloaded bullets assembled by the Headquarters Arsenal.
Taking out the bullets from his pocket, he felt the uneven weight of these ten bullets, truly worried if the bullets would burst the barrel inside the gun.
Even with such equipment, it was considered good stuff within the Eighth Route Army; not all veterans received so many bullets.
If he had a Japanese Type 38 rifle, Qin Yangming wouldn't need to painstakingly ambush the Japanese supply truck here.
He would have gone to the blockhouse to take Japanese heads long ago. With the performance of the Type 38 rifle, he was confident he could blow a Japanese devil's head off from four hundred meters away.
He glanced at the sky, seeing no movement from the dirt road yet. Qin Yangming helplessly picked up his gun, preparing to leave and wait for it to get dark before going to the blockhouse to look for an opportunity.
Just as he stood up, the roar of an engine came from the end of the dirt road.
Hearing the sound, Qin Yangming's expression brightened, and he immediately put down his weapon, looking towards the end of the dirt road.
A large truck, flying a Rising Sun Flag, was slowly driving along the road.
Seeing the truck appear on the road, Qin Yangming raised his rifle and looked at it.
Perhaps the Japanese had just conducted a large-scale sweep.
Because the nearby Eighth Route Army large forces had been driven into the big mountains, the two Japanese drivers were completely unprepared.
One of the Japanese devils even stuck his head out the window, shouting to his companion in the truck bed.
"Bang!"
The sudden loud noise startled the driving Japanese devil, who hadn't yet realized they were under attack, mistakenly thinking something was wrong with the vehicle.
"Ambush!"
The Japanese devil in the co-pilot seat, who had stuck his head out the window, saw the dust rising not far away and immediately realized that the loud noise wasn't a vehicle malfunction, but someone shooting.
On the slope, Qin Yangming was also stunned by the situation below.
At fifty meters, he had clearly aimed at the devil sticking his head out, but the bullet hit the ground a meter away from the Japanese devil.
"Damn （ a plant ） I was aiming for his body, and I still missed?"
At this moment, the two Japanese devils in the driver's cab and the one in the truck bed scrambled out of the truck and hid on the other side.
His aim was already poor, and now that the Japanese devils were on guard, it would be even harder to hit them, or it would be entirely up to Luck.
Thinking of this, Qin Yangming grabbed his gun and charged down.
While charging down, Qin Yangming didn't forget to fire a shot at the truck.
The distance from the top of the slope to below was at most fifty meters, and it was a downhill path. Before the Japanese devils could react, Qin Yangming had already reached the other side of the truck.
Qin Yangming pulled the bolt, loaded a bullet into the chamber, then crouched low, aiming through the truck's chassis at a devil's leg, and pulled the Trigger.
The distance was only a little over a meter, and the bullet accurately hit that thigh.
The irregular bullet head exploded at the Japanese devil's knee, creating a fist-sized bloody hole.
Through the bloody hole, one could see the Japanese devil's shattered bone. In such a condition, even if he survived, he would need an amputation.
"Ah!"
The Japanese devil reacted belatedly, falling to the ground and clutching his leg, letting out a pig-like scream.
Seeing their companion hit, the other two Japanese devils, one holding a rifle and the other a pistol, exchanged glances and then moved towards the sides of the truck, surrounding Qin Yangming.
Qin Yangming spun his rifle in his hands, circled to the back of the truck bed, and seeing the muzzle extending out, he grabbed the gun barrel and pulled hard.
Then, with his other hand, he drew the short knife from his waist and stabbed it into the opponent's neck.
The Japanese devil's neck was pierced, and blood sprayed several meters away.
He instinctively raised his hands to cover his neck.
The other Japanese devil, holding a rifle, heard the commotion and turned to shoot Qin Yangming.
But at this moment, the distance between them was only two steps.
Although it is well-known that beyond seven steps, the gun is faster, and within seven steps, the gun is both fast and accurate.
However, this theorem did not apply to an old bolt-action rifle over a meter long, let alone at a distance of only two steps.
Before the opponent could aim the gun at him, Qin Yangming rushed forward and grabbed the opponent's rifle.
The Japanese devil's combat proficiency was not bad; upon having his rifle grabbed, he immediately let go and reached for the bayonet at his waist.
But Qin Yangming was faster, kicking the Japanese devil, whose leg was broken but was still trying to reach for a hand grenade, in the neck, breaking it.
Then he leaped forward and punched the Japanese devil, who was less than 1.6 meters tall, in the head with such force that he was sent flying.
Looking at the twitching body of the Japanese devil on the ground, he knew this guy wouldn't survive.
Qin Yangming did not let his guard down. He raised the rifle he had snatched and aimed at the guy's head, firing a shot.
Fearing he hadn't killed him, he also fired two more shots into his chest.
"Detected host's first kill of a Japanese devil, rewarded with a First Kill Gift Pack."
"Detected host personally killing one Japanese infantryman, activate system?"
"Detected host killing a Japanese soldier, Level 1 light weapons exchange permission granted."
"Detected host killing a Japanese sergeant, Level 2 light weapons exchange permission granted."
"Killed two Japanese soldiers, gained 20 points."
"Killed one Japanese sergeant, gained 20 points."
Listening to the system's cold, mechanical voice, Qin Yangming felt as joyful as if he were hearing celestial music. He then excitedly shouted, "System, activate!"