When Jiang Cheng woke up again, it was already nighttime. In fact, he was awakened by the rumbling of the cannons. His soldier's sensitivity and intuition instantly woke him up from his state of dozing off.
You're finally awake again … The nurse had a helpless look on her face. At this time, there was no longer any so-called joy or other expressions on her face.
Jiang Cheng spent a long time to match the memory of this body, and now he finally understood a lot of things.
The original name of this body was Ivanov, and his identity was a soldier of the 62nd Army of the Soviet Red Army. The current time was October 1942, and the location was the famous historical Stalingrad …
Could it be that I'm going to experience the famous Battle of Stalingrad in history? Jiang Cheng muttered to himself. Didn't I just get hit by a cloud of black fog? Could it be that I'm going to cross over?
However, what he did not know was that this was not crossing over, but his consciousness had entered an illusion. At this moment, the people outside all had worried expressions on their faces. Losos was at a loss as to what to do as he asked, "No way, an illusion? Then when will he wake up? "
The old woman shook her head helplessly, indicating that the black fog spewed out by this murloc biochemical weapon could indeed make people fall into an illusion. But as for the content of the illusion and how long it would last, she was not very clear because she had never experienced it herself. Not to mention the consequences of forcibly waking someone up from the illusion.
So, the group of people could only continue to wait anxiously and helplessly.
At this time, Jiang Cheng who was in the illusion suddenly opened his eyes wide. He carefully looked at the big man who walked in for the second time with an awkward smile. This image was exactly the same as the big man who appeared on the map of the Organization of Origin in his memory!
Could it be that I'm only experiencing the major events that the Catherine family went through? Jiang Cheng asked himself again with some doubts. He looked up and saw the big man's awkward smile. He could not help but helplessly say, "Why are you looking at me like that?"
The big man sighed softly and said very sincerely, "Mr. Ivanov, I still want to ask for your forgiveness. But the current situation is too bad, so I naturally can't care so much about etiquette.
What, the Germans are going to attack here? Jiang Cheng frowned and asked in a deep voice.
Their vanguard has already entered the city center, and they are less than a kilometer away from here. However, considering your physical condition, we have decided to retreat for the time being. The big man hesitated for a moment before continuing.
My opinion is that we continue to resist. Of course, Jiang Cheng wouldn't agree to retreat. In fact, he knew very well that his troops hadn't suffered an effective blow yet. Not to mention completely losing their combat strength, even their casualty rate was far lower than the frontline troops'. Retreating at this time was undoubtedly a rather shameful act.
That's fine too. The big man seemed to have a strange sense of reverence for him. This reverence even subverted the relationship between a superior and a subordinate. This made Jiang Cheng even more confused. He did not have any memory of this Ivanov. What was the relationship between this man, or himself, and Origins?
No matter what, they had to go to the battlefield. Jiang Cheng moved his body, checked the weapon in his hand, and couldn't help but smile bitterly. The Battle of Stalingrad was the bloodiest and cruelest battle during World War II. The death rate and survival time of the ordinary soldiers of the Soviet Red Army were terrifyingly high. Now that he had replaced Ivanov, he had sacrificed his body, but what about his consciousness?
As if seeing his confusion, the big man shook his head with a somewhat bleak expression and said faintly, "Let's go."
Jiang Cheng nodded and didn't continue to dwell on it. He followed the others to the frontline. When they arrived at the frontline, Jiang Cheng suddenly felt as if there was a huge problem with his eyes. The Germans attacking in front of him didn't seem to be normal humans, but biological weapons wearing German military uniforms!
Jiang Cheng's brain suddenly went into a trance. Could it be that he didn't travel in time, but entered an illusion that was still related to the real world? He looked at his comrades around him with some doubt. These people's facial expressions didn't change at all, only deep-rooted hatred. Then he looked at the big man, and his expression was the same as usual. It seemed that he didn't notice the difference between the enemies in front of him and normal humans.
Jiang Cheng's face suddenly became gloomy. He still needed to carefully think about what had happened. At that moment, a stream of bullets came flying at him. Jiang Cheng hurriedly ducked and dodged. He cursed in his heart, "They even know how to use a gun. This is really troublesome."
However, a sudden dull gunshot came from the battlefield, and it made Jiang Cheng feel a sense of powerlessness. These people even used a railway gun!
This was a street battle! It was obvious that these biological weapons were plotting something big, but in the end, all of this was designed for him. So what was the purpose of the person who designed all of this?
Raising the rifle in his hand and firing a short burst, Jiang Cheng forcibly suppressed the uneasiness and anxiety in his heart. He knew that if he continued to be distracted at this time, no matter how ingenious this plan was, he would not be able to escape death.
The sound of the railway gun's fierce bombardment rang out again. The big man's expression suddenly became extremely grave, and he roared, "Someone go and paralyze this big guy for me!"
Jiang Cheng frowned slightly, then said without hesitation, "I have explosives on me, let me go!"
Surprise flashed in the big man's eyes, but after all, it was Jiang Cheng who took the initiative to go. If he stopped him, it would probably have a serious impact on the morale of his side. For a moment, he had no choice but to nod and agree. He shouted, "Cover fire!"
Jiang Cheng smiled faintly and began to run quickly toward the railway gun in front of him. From time to time, he would make nimble evasive maneuvers to avoid the bullets fired by the people in the car in front of him. His comrades behind him also stood up fearlessly and began to fire at the railway gun and the infantry beside it to cover Jiang Cheng's movements.
Seeing that the target was close at hand, Jiang Cheng directly ignited the bag of explosives in his hand, raised his rifle, and killed the biological weapons standing on the stairs. He then jumped onto the car with great agility and threw the bag of explosives at the engine of the railway gun. After that, he hurriedly jumped down from the car and dashed into the house next to him without hesitation.
Of course, someone opened the door for him. Otherwise, Jiang Cheng would have to spend a lot of effort to kick the door open. Listening to the deafening explosion outside, Jiang Cheng let out a long sigh of relief. Then, he felt something pressing against his back. For a moment, his expression was very interesting.
Put down the weapon in your hand and slowly turn around. Don't make any movements that will make me misunderstand you. Otherwise, I guarantee that even if you don't die outside, you will definitely die in my house. The voice was very cold and even had a dangerous charm to it. This made Jiang Cheng feel even more helpless.
If it was a little loli, he could still make do with it. But what's the situation with such a domineering character? He could only throw the rifle in his hand aside with a bitter expression and slowly turned around.
Seeing the true face of the person with the domineering voice, Jiang Cheng could not help but be slightly stunned. Because this person looked exactly like Natasha!
Seeing Jiang Cheng's face, the girl asked in surprise, "Uncle Ivanov?
Natasha? " Jiang Cheng asked tentatively. The girl suddenly pouted helplessly. She threw the pistol aside unhappily and sat on the sofa without saying a word.
Jiang Cheng was confused. But since this Natasha called him uncle, this Ivanov must have a high status in the Catherine family. But for what reason would Natasha be involved in this illusion? Jiang Cheng felt that his brain was becoming more and more inadequate.
Uncle Ivanov, where is this place? Natasha was wearing a red trench coat with two Desert Eagles on her waist. This outfit was really different from this era. The little girl asked in bewilderment.
Jiang Cheng smiled bitterly and said, "This is October 1942, Stalingrad of the Soviet Union."
The little girl suddenly showed a look as if she had seen a ghost. She was surprised for a long time before she stuttered, "What? Uncle Ivanov, don't joke with me!
Jiang Cheng's face was suddenly full of black lines, "You say it as if I am willing to make this joke, but the truth is so." After that, he smiled bitterly again and said, "Otherwise, why are the two of us the same age? Didn't you recognize me from the memory in the photo? "
Jiang Cheng thought for a while and still did not reveal his true identity. The first reason was of course for his own safety. Moreover, even if he said it, this girl might not believe it. It might even cause her to have a mental breakdown.
It seems that this should be an illusion. Natasha calmed down at this time. She sat on the sofa and pondered, "How can I get out of here?"
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