After waking up

Li Xiu was having a nightmare. There was gunpowder smoke and artillery fire everywhere in the dream, and he had personally experienced a series of brutal fighting. Even in his dream, he could feel the intense pain. The roar of gunfire and artillery fire was deafening. At the end of the dream, a ferocious tank with billowing steam and smoke appeared on the battlefield. The terrifying pressure impacted every soldier and him as the commander.

With his eyelids shaking violently, Li Xiu shuddered and woke up from his dream. Just as he was about to move, he felt waves of intense pain coming over his body.

"hiss"

Li Xiu grimaced in pain. After taking a few deep breaths, he gradually got used to the pain.

Damn, no wonder it hurts so much in the dream, the pain of love is not fake.

Li Xiu carefully lifted off the thin blanket on his body with his right hand that felt fine. Following the direction of the pain, he found that his shoulder and the upper part of his left hand were wrapped with bandages. The exposed section of his right thigh was also covered with bandages, and there were also bandages. Blood stains appeared.

what's the situation?

Li Xiu felt panicked. What had he experienced? How did he get injured?

As if something suddenly occurred to him, Li Xiu raised his head, endured the pain and carefully pulled up the hem of his shirt with his right hand, exposing his lower ribs and abdomen. When he saw that there were no injuries, he breathed a sigh of relief and rested his head on the pillow again.

I wiped the sweat from my face, whether it was pain or nightmare, and then opened my eyes again.

Li Xiu's attention was finally drawn to the top of his head due to the focus of his sight. He was slightly startled. What he saw was a spire that looked like it was made of gray cloth, with a bracket underneath. It was obviously not a hospital ward. Some ceilings.

Li Xiu quickly glanced around and finally looked at the ground. A square space of about ten square meters was covered with gray cloth. Some personal items such as leather bags and belts were placed on simple tables and stands. There was nothing paved on the ground, just simple Rammed earth.

Looking down at his clothes again, Li Xiu's unbandaged left leg was wearing a slightly rough gray fabric, and his upper body was a blood-stained cotton and linen shirt.

Is this in a tent? Could it be that it was a disaster relief tent and he was injured due to a sudden natural disaster?

But I was wearing sweaters and cotton clothes before!

What about medical staff? My family doesn’t know yet?

Li Xiu's heart was full of doubts. He grabbed the side of the iron frame bed with his right hand, then gritted his teeth and tried hard to support his upper body.

Hiss, it hurts!

Give up, it’s quite comfortable lying down, there’s no need to get up

Li Xiu grinned and inhaled to relieve the pain. He looked at the table on one side and naturally wanted to look for his mobile phone. He searched around but couldn't find it. His eyes finally fell on the most conspicuous leather bag. Maybe in this Inside the bag.

The table was right next to the bed and was only a little higher than the bed. Li Xiu stretched out his right hand to grab the edge of the bag and pulled it closer.

When I pulled the leather strap, I felt that this leather bag was quite heavy. It must have a lot of personal belongings.

After opening the bag, Li Xiu's thoughts were suddenly interrupted. The first thing he saw made his mind go blank for a moment...

That's an exquisite silver-gray revolver!

His heart suddenly jumped. Li Xiu reacted and covered the mouth of the bag. At the same time, he looked at the entrance of the tent in a panic. When he saw no one and heard no sound, Li Xiu opened the bag and took another look. An extremely strong feeling told Li Xiu that this was probably the real guy!

Just when he was in a state of panic and curiosity, Li Xiu saw the words written on the top of the leather bag. It was an alphabetical text that was slightly different from English. He couldn't understand it at first, but after just a moment, it seemed like it was in the fog. Looking at the flowers, the fog gradually dissipated, the "flowers" gradually became clear, and the content of the text naturally appeared in Li Xiu's mind.

A name that is also the owner of the package:

Mullan Jonest.

"Mulan Jones"

The moment Li Xiu read out the name subconsciously, a flood of memories and various information passed through his mind like a revolving lantern. Just a few breaths made him dizzy.

An era in which feudal conservatism collides with the surging new trend, a down-and-out aristocratic family that adheres to the old ways, a father who has always been vague, a mother who has faded from memory, a loyal old housekeeper, and the belief that the family can return to glory.

This kind of irresistible information is so huge, some are clear and profound, and some are blurry. It is like watching a lengthy life documentary in exaggerated fast forward. At the same time, it also tortures Li Xiu to the point where his will almost collapses and his body His muscles couldn't help but tighten, and he was still shaking unconsciously while holding on to the edge of the bed.

Messages kept passing by one after another, especially the belief in returning the family to glory. It was so strong that it seemed to be engraved into my mind, and every word was like a sharp knife cutting blood!

"Uh-huh."

Li Xiu couldn't help but cry out in pain, but his voice was louder than his voice. He would only scream loudly when he was frightened. When the pain reached a certain level, he would often be unable to scream.

After a long time, Li Xiu lay paralyzed on the bed, gasping for air. He turned his head and looked at the leather bag beside him. He looked at the name on it and the cold gun handle in the gap on one side, and the corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily.

Regardless of whether he can accept it or not, Li Xiu's current feeling is absurd and slightly confused. In terms of his current skin and situation, he has become this Mulan Jonst, so the nightmare just now is not just a nightmare.

‘It’s fake, I must not have woken up! Close your eyes, relax and breathe. Wake up quickly, wake up quickly, I have to teach PPT tomorrow, and I have to improve my grades at night. Wake up! ’

After closing his eyes for a while, Li Xiu suddenly opened his eyes. He found that he was still lying in the tent, and his thoughts were becoming more and more immersed in this body, making the leather bag on his right feel familiar. The feeling, even seeing the handle of the gun can recall the feeling of holding the gun.

This is my gun, and it is also an extension of my body. It takes me out of nightmarish predicaments. It is the power that I use, blooming with fire and tearing flesh and blood!

Li Xiu had a strange feeling in his heart. He opened his bag again and slowly touched the gun handle along with the feeling. The roar of the battlefield seemed to be faintly ringing in his ears. His fingertips touched the gun body, which was cold and warm. The moment he grasped the handle of the gun, there seemed to be an invisible wind reverberating in the tent, and a faint red light seemed to be visible in the silver gun body.

A natural feeling connects Li Xiu and the revolver. A strong sense of resonance also arises with old and new memories. The moment when this gun was forged many years ago and the feeling in the previous war, a force follows the fear in Li Xiu's heart. The movement was transmitted into the gun, and a strange will was transmitted back.

Gun name: Wheel of Light, my lord Mulan Jonst has given me will, iron and blood, flame and light!

At this moment, on the side of the silver gun body, a line of small words carved like a knife slowly emerged with a burst of hot sparks.

This is a set of letters that Li Xiu can understand but is not familiar in his memory. The letters mean a round of light and also mean blooming light.

Li Xiu watched and felt all this in shock, and the emotions in his heart were difficult to express in words.

"Lun Guang. Luo Guang! This is my gun!"

A soldier wearing a gray military uniform and a tall military hat similar to an ancient British style was walking in a hurry. After passing through a camp tent, he arrived at the quieter officers' rest area.

But now there are basically no officers living here. This horrific war has long shown signs of ending, and now it is finally over. How can these officers have the leisure to live in this military camp? Most of them have rushed to nearby cities. Went there to have fun.

Even if it is fought on multiple fronts, this war is definitely a shame for the Dilga Empire, but it has no impact on the noble officers at the rear.

Of course, there are always exceptions. At least one officer is definitely still in this camp, and the soldiers hurried over just to see him.

After passing through the forward area and asking a passing serviceman, the soldier finally found the target. He stood outside the gray tent and subconsciously adjusted his military uniform.

"Who are you?"

A nurse who came over noticed the soldier and immediately asked a question. The soldier turned to look at the nurse with braids on both sides and quickly gave a military salute.

"Third Battalion of the Second Regiment, Jerry, the assaulter under Second Lieutenant Jonster! Is the Second Lieutenant awake?"

The soldier sounded very strong in the first half of his sentence, but his voice was much softer in the second half.

"It's you again, you can go in, but don't make too much noise."

The nurse was obviously used to it, so she opened the curtain directly after speaking.

In the tent, Li Xiu was reaching into his bag to play with a pistol. He was startled when he heard the sound outside. He quickly took out his hand, closed the bag, and pressed his right hand on the bag. Then he saw a nurse wearing a light green skirt. Entered with a soldier.

When the soldier came in, he saw Li Xiu lying on the bed. His face immediately showed surprise, and he clenched his fists subconsciously. In his eyes, Second Lieutenant Jonest was not covered with a blanket, and his left hand and right leg were wrapped with bandages. There was still blood leaching out, and his face was pale and haggard, but he could turn his head to look at himself, indicating that he was conscious and his condition was not as bad as rumored.

"second lieutenant!"

"Hey, you're awake?"

The soldiers and nurses were excited and surprised.

Li Xiu also looked at the nurse and the soldier. The former had no impression, while the latter seemed familiar at first sight. It took him a while to recall the soldier's name, but seeing the other's excitement, he didn't know why. The commander I love is still afraid of speaking out casually because he has a grudge against me.

"I'll call the doctor right away!"

After the nurse said this, she immediately turned around and ran out. Margery and Li Xiu watched her leave, and their eyes fell on each other at the same time. Li Xiu looked at the soldier's slightly trembling eyes with red eyes, and even thought about what to do for a moment. Draw the gun as quickly as possible.

"Second Lieutenant, just wake up! I know your body is the most important thing now, but they want to blame us for the defeat of the Moxialing Battle!"

ah?

Li Xiu was stunned for a moment, what happened?

The soldier endured it all the way. After seeing the second lieutenant regain his consciousness, his extremely suppressed emotions could no longer be restrained. He almost gritted his teeth and stated what he knew.

"As the highest surviving commander at the time, you will be sent to a military court. A trial committee has been established, and they think you are severely comatose, so they plan to have a trial without a defendant. Just tomorrow morning, even if we soldiers want to appear in court, they will be Told not qualified”

The soldier was still talking indignantly, becoming more and more excited as he spoke.

"We have taken turns to visit you many times before this. Thank God, you woke up!"

The words "being judged" seemed to arouse a strong reaction in the body, making Li Xiu's mind somewhere between physical excitement and calm thoughts.

At this moment, the previous nightmare and the earlier war scenes kept flashing in Li Xiu's mind, and his consciousness became slightly dazed. Then he quickly came back to his senses. He understood that they or mainly him, the comatose person, became The one who takes the blame!

He, Mullan Jonst, is just a small second lieutenant and has no weight in the whole war. However, it is still okay to bear the blame for the breach of the front line in the last battle. After all, some senior officers of the Third Battalion of the Second Corps encountered an enemy during the march. Due to the scattered attack (fleeing) and a small number of deaths, Mulan was the supreme commander of the third battalion in the Battle of Moxialing.

Then Li Xiu painstakingly searched through all kinds of memory images in his mind, and had only one evaluation of the Third Battalion's battle - heroic!

From this, Li Xiu felt that this military accusation was ridiculous, and the anger that followed him was the same as his own!