A piece of snowflake swayed like a dancer and slowly floated down, left and right, and finally fell on Xiangyang's nose.

Xiangyang couldn't help but twitch his nose, and the tip of his nose turned red with cold. Maybe the redness represented heat, so the snowflakes melted away, and some water quickly disappeared without a single one, as if there was never such a piece in this world.

The snow is not heavy, it just falls one by one.

Xiangyang didn't want to pay special attention to this snowflake, but he had to do so.

Because this is a real snowflake, hexagonal, crystal clear.

A few seconds ago, a similar snowflake fell on his eyelids, and the subtle coolness made him open his eyes.

Xiangyang remembers very clearly that he was sleeping before, sleeping on the set.

It is Hengdian in winter.

Xiangyang dared to tell anyone responsibly that any movie or TV series filmed in Hengdian, as long as there is a snow scene in it, it is fake.

This is so absolute, but it is indeed true. Everyone knows that any film and television worker in Hengdian who has been in trouble for a long time, from the masters of Hengdian to the directors and investors.

It’s not that it never snows in Hengdian, but it’s very rare.

Many people may not expect that the "snow" that can appear at any time is actually more cost-saving.

Whether it is foam polyethylene or urea crystals, they are not as beautiful as the real snowflake in front of you, so it cannot help but attract Xiangyang's attention.

Could it be that this is not Hengdian?

Just as this thought came out, two other "evidence" were placed in front of him.

There was a gun next to me, and it seemed that it was my own.

There are also the clothes I wore, the gray Eighth Route Army winter uniform, that is, cotton-padded jacket.

Given that the Japanese who died in Hengdian every year can be arranged around the earth for three and a half times, the master Hengdian is very familiar with these two things.

The gun looks like a Hanyang-made gun. It was quietly held in your hand and weighed it, which was very heavy.

You get what you pay for. The bad show is all light and fluent. A senior Hengdian master can even judge whether the crew’s budget is sufficient by the feeling in his hands.

Look at this military uniform, the collar and cuffs are very polished, and the legs and big cotton shoes are very similar.

The key is, the taste!

I don’t know how many people wear the costumes on the Dragon Boat suit. There are many anti-Japanese dramas, and whether it is the Japanese, Eighth Route Army, or the National Army, they are used repeatedly. Winter is a little better, but in summer, it is more exciting than wearing socks that have not been washed for a month.

The nose was thrust, and there was no odor, but this was obviously an old piece of clothing, what does it mean?

It's like a bad breath guy, he doesn't know the smell of his mouth at all, and he thinks he's spitting fragrance when he's talking.

You're used to it.

Xiangyang couldn't help but observe the surroundings again.

There are many Eighth Route Army members around me who are similar to me. Here, it looks like a simple fortification. Let's take a look at this landform and soil a little further away.

After all, Hengdian is in the south. Although he is trying his best to imitate, many of the geological characteristics of the north cannot be imitated.

If this is not Hengdian, then...

Although the weather was cold, many sweat beads emerged from Xiangyang's forehead. One of them rolled down and came to his chin along his face, hanging.

He slowly pulled open the bolt made by Hanyang with his hands, and when the yellow bullet shell just appeared, the sweat beads also fell off.

Xiangyang slowly pushed the bolt back.

Almost a solid hit.

A supporting role, as for such a "exquisite" prop?

Have I traveled through time?

Traveling through time and becoming an Eighth Route Army soldier?

How is this possible?

Xiangyang remembered that before going to bed, he was just thinking about two things, "Rent Chicken Qingyi" and pork rose.

Thinking about the relationship between these two things is full of philosophical and human considerations.

But, it really has nothing to do with traveling through time.

Xiangyang's thinking was a little confused, but he believed that no matter who encountered such a situation, he would probably not be more calmer than him. At least he was still in the team and didn't make a fuss.

Time travel and rebirth in online articles are common, but who feels embarrassed when it comes to yourself?

At this moment, Xiangyang was patted on the shoulder.

"Hey! Why are you asleep?"

“…”

This man had a square face, Xiangyang didn't recognize him, and he didn't dare to speak for a while. He knew that his eyes were like a panicked little rabbit at this time.

"In the middle of winter, why are you sweating so much?"

"that……"

"first?"

"Uh-huh."

Xiangyang was afraid of being exposed and spoke cautiously.

After a brief remark, he quickly turned himself from lying down to lying down. At least this posture is more like a soldier, Xiangyang is cautious.

The comrade-in-arms continued, "You kid is new, so be smart. After a while, when you hear the order, you will rush hard. Do you know?"

rush?

"yes."

Xiangyang's answer also tried his best to make himself look like a warrior.

Then, other soldiers around him came to talk.

"Squad leader, are you cold?"

"It's not cold, why? Are you cold?"

"It's not that good."

"You kid is still blowing yourself to resist the freezing, ha..."

Xiangyang listened quietly, but didn't dare to speak. His chaotic accent was exactly the same, and everyone came from all over the world.

The key is the 'squad leader'.

I really traveled through time!

He really became an Eighth Route Army soldier!

Then, next, you'll have to die.

The 'Squad Leader' seemed to see Xiangyang's nervousness at this time, and patted his shoulder and said, "I'm afraid?"

"Yeah" Xiangyang nodded heavily.

Yes, I'm afraid of death.

Who is not afraid of death?

But the 'squad leader' was very natural in the face of this charge, and said with a smile: "What are you afraid of? It's no big deal."

Xiangyang was quite shocked when he heard this.

It turns out that our Eighth Route Army soldiers are really so brave and are really ready to die.

Xiangyang was excited and couldn't help but think of a word.

Don't be afraid of any difficulties we encounter, face them with a smile. The best way to overcome fear is to face fear. Perseverance is victory! Come on...

Xiangyang believes that he has no trolls' taste, but this is right now.

After traveling through time, he became an Eighth Route Army soldier, and then he would charge forward.

So, can you say no?

no!

Our Eighth Route Army also talks about battlefield discipline. If you are afraid, you will be shot.

I can only fight!

If you rush down, die, die, live, live.

If you are lucky, you may be able to survive and become a retired cadre in the future. That day, you will be beautiful!

Let’s take a step back and say that if you die, we man died on the battlefield of fighting the Japanese devils and are also martyrs!

Thinking of this, Xiangyang held Hanyang's hand and became tighter.

"After a moment, you follow me."

"yes."
To be continued...