Chapter 1: Did I really cross over? I actually crossed over.

  "Ow, it hurts so much." Enduring the severe pain all over her body, Qin Zige slowly opened her eyes, but the pain on her body seemed to have also affected her vision.

  What entered his line of sight was a window covered with yellow cowhide paper, the wooden window frame divided into small grids, and he lay on a kang, the quilt covering him was clean but had too many patches.

  Suddenly, Qin Zige's head was filled with a sharp pain, and a large group of chaotic memories surged into his mind like a tidal wave.

  It was as if he had lived for another twenty years, and the memories of a Chinese-American named Qin Wei flooded into Qin Zige's mind.

  After a low and hoarse roar, Qin Ziguo fainted again. When he was about to faint again, a woman of around thirty years old appeared in front of him. Before he could see her clearly, Qin Ziguo fainted once more.

  When Qin Zige woke up again, it was already the next morning. After opening his eyes, Qin Zige already knew what had happened.

  Qin Zige smiled wryly to himself, thinking: It seems I really did travel through time and space, directly to Shanxi in November 1937. At this time, Taiyuan had just fallen, and the Japanese army was about to start rampaging across Shanxi. What kind of thing is this? It looks like next time I buy a car, I'll have to be more careful. I had just gotten my driver's license and bought a cheap, used van to practice driving, planning to trade it in for a good car later. But for some reason, on my way home from work, the van suddenly lost its brakes, and before I knew it, it had crashed into a big tree by the side of the road. After that, I don't know what happened, but when I came to, I found myself here.

  Thinking of her life before crossing over, Qin Zige let out a long sigh in her heart: It seems that she had no chance to return, the life of the previous era has already gone far away from her.

  Before crossing, Qin Ziguo was a test shooter at a certain light weapon testing ground. Every day, he dealt with various light weapons. In that era of banning guns, Qin Ziguo's job made those military enthusiasts envious. Qin Ziguo was also a military enthusiast and having such a job made him very happy. On some military forums, he could be said to be a legendary figure who had daily contact with various light weapons.

  In his free time, Qin Ziguo liked to collect and study the blueprints of various light weapons online, such as the Mauser 98K, Springfield rifle, Enfield rifle, AK-47, and many other world-famous firearms.

  The arsenal in the weapon testing ground also stored some old weapons, which were all played with by Qin Ziguo. It can be said that the internal design of these weapons was thoroughly understood by Qin Ziguo.

  Qin Zige smiled bitterly and then said in a voice that only he could hear, "Dad, Mom, your son can't be filial to you anymore."

  Just as Qin Ziguo was heartbroken, the wooden door that was slightly ajar was pushed open, and a little boy about five or six years old poked his small head out, curiously looking at Qin Ziguo who was still lying on the kang.

  Looking at the clear and curious eyes, Qin Zige, who was lying on the kang, also felt a little happy. Qin Zige tried hard to get up, but the pain all over his body made him exchange for a sharp pain that pierced his bones.

  The piercing pain made Qin Zige hum, and as he struggled to get up, the little boy was startled and immediately turned around and ran out shouting: "Mother, that uncle is awake, mother, you go take a look, that uncle is awake."

  Qin Zige on the kang couldn't help but let out a bitter smile, memories of Qin Wei telling him where all his injuries came from.

  This Qin Wei was a university student who graduated from the University of Pennsylvania with a major in mechanical manufacturing. Just after Qin Wei's graduation, China's War of Resistance broke out, and it was precisely the spirited Qin Wei who, without his parents' consent, rushed back to the country to demand participation in the war effort.

  Even Qin Wei himself spent his own money to arm himself, a Springfield 1903 rifle was modified by Qin Wei into a sniper rifle, two M1911s were also trained very well by Qin Wei, and a Browning M1935, commonly known as the 'Big Power', became Qin Wei's last line of defense.

  Qin Zige smiled slightly, it seems that they and themselves are all enthusiasts of light weapons, quite a fate.

  But when he returned to his hometown in Shanxi, just as Qin Wei was confidently preparing to enlist, the officer in charge of recruitment took one look and was shocked. What a great guy, an American university student, and on top of that, a mechanical manufacturing major, how can this guy go to the battlefield, isn't this a joke?

  The officer at the recruitment office directly sent Qin Wei to the Taiyuan Arsenal, and Qin Wei's dream of joining the army was shattered. However, several old engineers at the Taiyuan Arsenal were very fond of Qin Wei, who had given up his comfortable life in the United States and returned home to participate in the war of resistance. They provided Qin Wei with a lot of help in actual production and life.

  However, the development of the entire war was beyond everyone's expectations. The National Army suffered a disastrous defeat in the Battle of Xinkou, and Taiyuan was also severely threatened. Yan Xishan decided to move his Taiyuan Arsenal southward, but could such a large arsenal be moved so easily? The answer is certainly no.

  Until Taiyuan fell, the entire Taiyuan Arsenal had only moved south by 2%, and most of its equipment was captured by the Japanese army, making a huge contribution to their war of aggression against China.

  Although large machinery could not be withdrawn, some small machine repair equipment and a small reloading and ammunition production line were loaded onto trains to move south into Shanxi Province.

  Qin Wei was arranged to withdraw to Jin Nan with this small fleet composed of three trucks, but the fleet was discovered by Japanese planes on the way. Several drivers drove the cars into a hidden valley, and in order to protect these vehicles, the Shanxi-Suiyuan Army officer planned to lure away the planes that were still circling in the air looking for targets, fearing that the devils would inform the ground troops to pursue them.

  Everyone worked together to hide the machinery well, and a small amount of weapons and ammunition were also hidden. The group then continued to drive away in their cars, drawing off the Japanese planes.

  Unfortunately, the three cars were all destroyed by Japanese planes, and the only survivor on the car was Qin Wei, who was kicked off the car by the driver. However, Qin Wei was also injured by the shockwave of an aerial bomb, and if it weren't for the villagers' rescue, Qin Wei might have died too.

  Recalling Qin Wei's memories, Qin Ziguo let out a long sigh and thought to himself: This guy is also unlucky, while my luck isn't bad. After I recover from my injuries, as long as I can find the National Army and return this batch of machinery, I'll be able to go to the rear lines and wait for the war to end.

  Qin Zige didn't have the idea of going to the battlefield and fighting with the Japanese devils, because once he went to the battlefield, he wouldn't know whether he would live or die. As a transmigrator, although he understood some knowledge of weapons and knew some historical developments and part of military knowledge, he didn't have any ideas about changing the course of history. He just wanted to live a peaceful life in China, and after the war was over, return to America, rely on his memories, come up with some patents, and easily spend the rest of his life, which would be considered not living in vain.

  But thinking about it, this guy is also quite pitiful. After being severely injured in the explosion and losing his own body, okay, from now on I'll call him Qin Wei. Your parents will be taken care of by me.

  Just as Qin Zige, no, it should be Qin Wei lying on the kang thinking wildly, a roughly thirty-year-old woman dressed in simple farm clothes pushed open the already half-open wooden door, looking at Qin Wei who had woken up and said excitedly: "Ah, big brother, you're finally awake, these past few days have worried us to death."

  The peasant woman had a child on her back, sleeping soundly with her eyes closed. Her clothes were simple and somewhat tattered, but extremely clean, revealing that she was a cleanliness-loving woman. Although her appearance was ordinary, she was at an age when women are most charming. Every move she made was full of charm.

  Taking a glance at the smiling woman, Qin Wei endured the pain all over his body, forced a smile and said: "Sister-in-law, thank you, it was you who saved me, if not for you I might have been fed to the wolves already."

  "Oh my, I'm telling you, big brother, what are you talking about? Isn't saving people the right thing to do? And you're a military officer of the National Army, aren't you? I heard from Old Village Chief that you're currently fighting against the Japanese. Saving someone is nothing." This big sister was very talkative and didn't show even a hint of fear when Qin Wei was rescued wearing his National Army major's uniform.

  "Haha, then I should thank you too, sister-in-law. I'm such a big person, and you carried me back, that's a sin to bear." Qin Wei still insisted on thanking the sister-in-law.

  "Haha, big brother, you really overestimated your sister-in-law. I couldn't carry you, it was my husband and the old village chief who carried you back. They said that after seeing that plane drop something, they saw that you were the only one with a pulse, so they carried you back." The sister-in-law smiled and revealed who had saved Qin Wei.

  "Alright, I still don't know your surname, big brother." The sister-in-law asked a question.

  Qin Wei said with a sudden thought: "My surname is Qin, my name is Qin Wei, and I also have a nickname Ge. Sister-in-law, you can call me Xiao Wei, that's it. By the way, I don't know your honorable surname yet, elder sister."

  "What's with the surname, it doesn't matter, I'm a country bumpkin, my surname is Song, my husband's surname is Chen, his name is Dakang, this is Chen Family Slope, right, I was so busy chatting, Qin brother just woke up, must be hungry, I'll go make some millet porridge for you, that stuff is the most nourishing." After finishing speaking, she quickly got up and busied herself outside.

  Lying on the kang, Qin Wei looked at the busy woman and sighed in his heart. The common people of this era are indeed simple and honest. It seems that living in this era is still quite good, haha.