I have a headache and my skull seems to burst.
It took a long time for the painful feeling to subside.
In a daze, Zhou Shixiang heard someone calling him.
Is there really a hell in this world?
Zhou Shixiang didn't dare to shake his head, afraid that the headache he had before would happen again.
He wasn't going to pay attention to the voice, because he thought it was too unreal.
When people die, they die, and there is no hell, well, no If there is no underworld, how can I still have a will?
Zhou Shixiang was taken aback, opened his eyes suddenly, and the scene in front of him made him stunned.
It's not a hell of a place, it's a beer hall, a beer hall with a modern atmosphere, or a bar is more appropriate.
It wasn't open hours, the bar was empty, and the light was dim.
This is where it is Why am I here, am I not dead, didn't I let my subordinates bury themselves in Handu Zhou Shixiang froze there in a daze, unable to accept the scene in front of him, although this scene was too familiar to him.
"Zhou Jun, you're awake" The voice in his ears brought Zhou Shixiang's thoughts back to reality, and he had to admit that he had crossed over again.
The one who woke up Zhou Shixiang was a young man, wearing a military uniform, but his military rank was not high, just a second lieutenant.
Seeing Zhou Shixiang wake up, the second lieutenant couldn't wait, so he couldn't help but pull him out, and said hurriedly as he walked: "Everyone agrees to act, this time we must succeed The empire can no longer be ruled by those Holy Mother, if this continues, we Han people will be extinct again, have you heard that those bastards are going to move our Holy Emperor's Mausoleum back from the Han capital, and they will return the Han capital to those Arabs, and what's even more odious is that they want to apologize to those people for Zhou Jun, if they don't take action again, We can only watch our empire, our army full of non-Han Chinese."
The second lieutenant was in a hurry, and before Zhou Shixiang could digest the information in his mouth, he was dragged out of the bar.
Before heading out, his eyes swept over the bar and saw that the calendar on it showed that it was 2025, and today was February 26.
"Zhou Jun, please hurry up, if we can't rush back to the army before 12 o'clock, we won't be able to participate in the operation."
The second lieutenant was really anxious, but Zhou Shixiang didn't understand what was going on until now, but he only knew one thing, that is, the current ruling class of the empire seemed to have violated the national policy they had formulated at the beginning, and even had to move their bones back from the Han capital and return the land that he led the Han family to occupy with blood to those untouchables.
Outside, the sun had risen very high, and Zhou Shixiang, who suddenly came out of the dim bar, was a little unaccustomed to the dazzling light, and couldn't help but close his eyes.
When he opened his eyes again, he was there again.
Because he saw a mountain in the distance, and that mountain he recognized was Mt.
Fuji.
Mount Fuji, Tokyo, Japan Zhou Shixiang's head is big again, and he is actually in Japan Just as he was about to hold the second lieutenant to ask for more information about this era, there was a singing voice in the distance, accompanied by the sound of neat steps.
Hearing the singing, the second lieutenant's heart jumped violently, and he trembled: "Zhou Jun, it is the people of the Fifth Division of North Korea, and they also acted."
An army of about 400 soldiers strode from the end of the street, and the loud singing resounded over the street, causing countless people to push open their windows.
"The sea is rough and the Mt.
Fuji is cloudy.
In these corrupt times, my blood boils.
Privileged people are not allowed to live forever, ignore the affairs of the family and country, the power of the chaebol, the extreme desire for poverty and luxury, and the affairs of the family and the country, ignore them.
The country is dying, corrupt officials are accumulating wealth, the people are deceived, ethnic inequality is uncommon, and society is in chaos.
Like the layout of a chessboard, we dispatched our Han army, for the will of the Holy Emperor, for the future of the nation, fight bravely, gentlemen" oshow7 t1706231537: