Qing Cang rubbed his aching head.
He remembered that the enemy's bullet passed through his head in the last second.
The calls of comrades came to my ears.
Under the hail of enemy bullets, his closest comrades Hu Zi and Qing Zi risked their lives to quickly lift him to a safe place.
He doesn't want to die yet.
He has his closest parents, brothers, close comrades-in-arms, and a lovely fiancée.
But the bullet had already exploded in his head, and he used the short time he had to quickly think about life.
However, that moment was too fast, and before he could think about it, he had woken up and was in a different place.
This was an open space, a vast expanse of white, it turned out to be snow, and in the distance was a forest.
And lying next to him was his beloved AK47 assault rifle.
The gun stayed with him for four full years and served on countless missions.
"Am I dead?"
His head was full of questions, even though he was still on a mission just now.
And did that bullet really hit him?
Looking at everything around me, it seemed empty and strange.
The cold wind made him shiver all over.
He was wearing a short-sleeved camouflage uniform and his whole hand was red from the cold.
At this time, a cold voice came from his mind.
"Countdown to death, 10 days."
Immediately, a number 10 appeared in his eyes.
The number flashed by.
Before he could figure out what was going on.
His head buzzed, and the voice sounded again.
"Please kill three Yellow Turbans within one minute.
The difficulty level is low, and you will be rewarded with one day of life.
If you do not complete it, you will lose one day of life.
The ultimate mission is to survive and unify the Three Kingdoms."
Upon hearing this, Qing Cang cursed loudly: "What the hell are you, the Yellow Turban Army?
Am I reborn at the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty?"
He didn't believe that he would be reborn, and what happened to the reward mission for the voice in his head made his head hurt.
The annoying voice ignored him and sounded again: "Mission begins" Then, numbers began to appear in Qingcang's eyes, counting down from 60. "5958" "Hell" He didn't think much and directly operated the AK47 beside him.
Now it was a foregone conclusion, just as the voice said.
Years of military career have given him strong muscles, reflexes and precise marksmanship.
He can survive in extreme environments for a hundred days, and killing someone is easy for him.
But the question of where to find the Yellow Turban Army gave him a headache.
Apart from a lot of boxes, there was no one around here.
Just when he was at a loss what to do, several men's voices came from not far away.
"Girl, you'd better be smarter and make these guys happy."
"That's right, we are Yellow Turban Warriors, please serve us well.
The benefits are indispensable to you."
When Qingcang heard about the Yellow Turban, he became energetic.
He quickly stepped over several boxes.
Sure enough, I saw three men with yellow scarves on their heads and a beautiful woman in disheveled clothes in the forest.
"Let that woman go" The three big men were carrying machetes.
When they saw Qing Cang, they were dressed very strangely.
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He wears a camouflage suit and is treated like a total monster.
One of them shouted: "Boy, stop meddling in other people's business."
"Brother, don't talk nonsense to him, kill him."
After saying this, the three people rushed over Without hesitation, he immediately set up his AK47 and aimed at the three of them.
At this time, the number in his eyes was already 5.
He pulled the trigger and made three sudden noises.
The three men fell to the ground, with a big hole in their heads and bleeding.
The woman looked horrified, obviously frightened.
She didn't understand why these three people died next to her.
Look at Qingcang again, this strange modern man.
At this time, the voice sounded in Qing Cang's ears again, "The mission is completed, and you will be rewarded with one day of life.
No innocent people were harmed, and you will get an additional reward, a saber."
As soon as the voice finished, the number in his eyes rose to 11, and a saber fell from the air.
I originally had the attitude of giving it a try, but I didn’t expect that this reward would actually come.
What will happen if the number in the eye is 0?
He picked up the saber and inserted it into the belt around his waist.
And when he popped out the magazine of the AK47, he was shocked.
He had clearly fired three bullets just now, but now there were still 60 rounds left in the magazine, none of which had been reduced.
He thought to himself, could this be a gun that could never run out of bullets?
To prove whether this was the case, he pointed the muzzle of the gun at a tree, pulled the trigger, and fired dozens of bullets in succession.
Smoke emitted from the muzzle of the gun.
The woman was so frightened that she didn't dare to say a word.
He stopped and skillfully removed the magazine.
Sure enough, the magazine still contained 60 rounds of bullets, which meant that these bullets would never be used up.
If so, he could basically walk sideways in troubled times.
After a while, the woman slowly stood up and said: "This brave man, little girl Yang Xiaomei, thank you for your life-saving grace."
Since there was no one around, she knew that Qing Cang in front of her had saved her.
As for the strange thing in his hand, which was very powerful, she had no idea what it was.
Qingcang was a little curious as to where he had arrived.
So he asked the woman:
"You're welcome, where is this place?"
"Zhuojun" Qingcang thought to himself, isn't that the place where Liu Bei and the Yellow Turban Army fought?
He walked up to the men in yellow scarves and took out some silver coins from them.
"I see that the strong men are working very hard.
Why don't you come home with me and drink some wine at my house to warm up."
Yang Xiaomei saw Qing Cang's thin clothes, so she extended an invitation.
He still felt a little cold at the mention of it.
"My name is Qingcang, so I'll excuse you."
"A strong man has nothing to repay for his life-saving kindness.
He entertains you with wine and food without disturbing him."
After saying that, he led Qing Cang towards the east.
Qingcang saw that the color of her clothes was slightly gray, not like a rich person, and she must be a farmer nearby.
In the meantime, she mentioned that there was not enough firewood at home, so she went out into the forest to collect some dry firewood.
Unexpectedly, she encountered the Yellow Turban Army.
The two walked for about ten minutes before they saw a house not far away with smoke rising from the kitchen.
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Yang Xiaomei led Qingcang into the house.
The house was very simple and she lived a very poor life.
So he gave half of the silver he received to Yang Xiaomei.
Keep half of it for yourself.
In this troubled world, it won't work if you don't have any money.
But she refused to accept anything, saying that Qingcang saved her life and she couldn't take the money.
But Qingcang still forced it to Yang Xiaomei, and then he drank a bowl of wine to warm up his body, and was about to leave.
At this time, the voice sounded in my mind again, "Please kill ten Yellow Turbans within ten minutes.
The difficulty is elementary and you will be rewarded with three days of life.
The penalty for failure to complete will deduct three days of life."
As soon as he heard this voice, he had the urge to scold his mother, what the hell is this.
This voice really didn't give him time to calm down, so in order to survive, he had no choice but to do as he was told.
With ak47 in hand, I have the world: