Chapter One Arrival

  "Commander, the list of passengers involved in this bizarre air crash has been released." The aide gave Zhang Shibao a military salute.

  "Get it printed on the wall and let me take a look." Zhang Shibobo adjusted his glasses and lifted his head from the pile of documents.

  The staff officer walked up to the computer and projected the list onto the screen.

  Zhang Shibobo scanned from top to bottom, and when he saw the information of the last person, his eyebrows furrowed. "Why is it that the information of the survivor at the very bottom only has a name, where's the rest of the information?"

  "Reporting to the superior officer, his information belongs to restricted level data, and my authority cannot access it." The staff officer replied with a wry smile.

  "Haha, even our military district's staff can't access his files. Now I'm really interested in taking a look." Zhang Shibao walked away from the office desk and came to the computer to start entering his own identity authentication command.

  The adjutant saluted and closed the door to leave.

  After identification is complete, the list on the shadow wall starts to refresh, and the information of the person in distress at the bottom is also refreshed.

  Name: Long Chen

  Gender: Male

  Ethnicity: Han

  Birthday: August 15, 1993

  Political affiliation: Party member.

  Family situation: Orphan, unmarried.

  Occupation: Captain of the First Special Combat Team A Group of the People's Liberation Army (this combat unit is directly under the Military Commission)

  Rank: Lieutenant Colonel.

  "It's actually the captain of the First Special Warfare Squadron, not simple at all." Zhang Shibao nodded, "What a pity, to die in this inexplicable plane crash like this."

  ……

  This sudden cloud cluster was like a giant beast swallowing the plane in one gulp, through the porthole could be seen rolling dark clouds and lightning flashing. Then the aircraft began to shake violently, people started screaming, cursing, crying, in the face of impending doom, everyone abandoned their usual "civility", revealing a primal fear of death.

  However, Long Chen remained seated in his position, eyes closed, and the tense atmosphere of the crowd did not affect him in the slightest. Since this accident had already exceeded the scope of human power to resolve, it was better to face it silently. Before long, Long Chen heard an explosion, followed by a shocking airflow rushing towards him, and then he lost consciousness.

  It seemed like he had been dreaming for a very, very long time, and then he had a strong desire to wake up. Long Chen suddenly opened his eyes, and what entered his vision was the low and short roof beam. He looked around and saw that everything was simple and old-fashioned.

  Sitting up from bed, the first thing was to check one's own body, and it was found that except for some weakness due to not eating for a long time, the physical condition was basically good.

  But didn't you encounter an air crash? How did you end up here?

  Outside the door came the sound of footsteps, and then the door was pushed open. A big man walked in. The man had a full face with a strong build, wearing a broken cotton armor on his upper body, and he exuded an air of intimidation as he stood there.

  "Are you a Han?" The man's words were mixed with a thick Northeastern accent.

  Long Chen nodded, "I am Han Chinese."

  "Alright then, I was worried you were a North Korean vagabond, otherwise it would have been a waste of my effort to carry you back from the riverbank." The man untied a bamboo tube from his waist and tossed it to Long Chen, "Here, this is your ration for today."

  Long Chen took the bamboo tube, pulled out the plug, and inside was roasted flour. At this time, he didn't hesitate, poured out a handful and swallowed it into his mouth. The roasted flour felt like it had sand mixed in, giving a dry and bitter feeling when entering the mouth, but Long Chen was very clear that at this moment his body needed energy, and the current role of food was to provide himself with energy, not to satisfy his appetite. Before long, the entire tube of roasted flour was swallowed down by Long Chen.

  "What's your name?" the man asked.

  Long Chen.

  The man swaggered over to Long Chen's side, "Long Chen, right? You'd better remember this now. From now on, you're one of my men, Hu Meng's soldier. Got it?"

  "Am I your soldier?" Long Chen couldn't help but burst out laughing. He was the captain of the First Special Warfare Brigade, directly under the Military Commission's command. This man in front of him actually thought he could make him his subordinate, it was truly laughable.

  "What's wrong with you? If I hadn't carried you back, you'd have died by the river long ago. Look at you, a wretched ghost without even clothes to wear in the dead of winter. What would you do if you didn't follow me into the army?" Hu Meng saw a flash of disdain on Long Chen's face.

  "I don't understand what you're saying, but thank you for the fried noodles." Long Chen gazed straight at Hu Meng.

  "Hey, you little brat must have eaten pig fat and lost your mind. I've already told you that you're my soldier now, and you still dare to speak to me like this? Don't blame me for enforcing military law then." Hu Meng angrily drew out the long knife tied to his back, but hesitated and put it back, instead taking off the "thousand-layer sole" from his own foot and slapping it towards Long Chen.

  Long Chen suddenly straightened his body, his pupils shrinking rapidly. His left hand swiftly grabbed Hu Meng's wrist, holding it firmly in place like a vice, rendering his wrist immobile.

  "Whoa, you're quite strong! Hu Meng didn't expect this pale face to be a tough cookie. "You damn well think you can rebel?! Dare to lay hands on me? Let go of Laozi at once!"

  Hu Meng cursed and kicked out at Long Chen, but unfortunately Long Chen's speed was faster than his. Before Hu Meng could react, Long Chen had already kicked out with the tip of his foot "dotting" on Hu Meng's ankle. Hu Meng only felt a sharp pain in his ankle, lost his balance, and unexpectedly fell to one knee, rendering him completely unable to resist.

  "Where is this?" Long Chen started asking questions.

  "This is a military camp, you dare to beat up the superior officer! Ah, ah, don't pinch, don't pinch."

  "Don't give me nonsense, what is this place, a military camp?" Long Chen started to increase his strength, pinching Hu Meng's wrist.

  "This is the Iron Mountain Garrison of Dongjiang Town, Ming Dynasty." Hu Meng saw that this stubborn young man was not easy to deceive, so he had no choice but to answer honestly.

  "What nonsense!" Long Chen kicked Hu Meng away with one foot, "Nonsense!"

  Hu Meng was thrown into a state of disarray, but he finally broke free from Long Chen's control. He immediately shouted towards the outside of the door: "Someone come quickly! Come quickly!"

  The door was pushed open again, and four men wearing old cotton-padded jackets rushed in. Everyone looked at Hu Meng being slammed into the corner of the wall with a look of astonishment.

  "What's this?"

  Hu Meng saw his own people arrive and felt a bit more confident, he forced himself to raise his hand and pointed at Long Chen, "Quickly, help me take down this scoundrel!"

  The four Ding Han brothers didn't say a word and rushed towards Long Chen, but none of them were holding any weapons.

  Have I entered a mental hospital myself? Long Chen had such an illusion at this time. How could one lunatic follow another?

  Seeing the other side rushing over, Long Chen did not dodge, and the two Ding Han in front directly grabbed Long Chen's arm. For ordinary people, being caught like this is basically considered to be subdued, but this only applies to ordinary people.

  Long Chen exerted force downward, his two arms pressing down heavily. The two Ding Hans holding onto his arms immediately felt a weight of a thousand jun on their hands, and astonishingly, one of them stumbled and fell to the ground. Meanwhile, Long Chen counteracted by leaning his body backward, his legs flying out in a kick, striking the chests of the two Ding Hans behind him.

  Long Chen's leg strength was astonishing, and the two Ding Hans were directly kicked flying four or five meters away, also smashing the door. After stabilizing his body, Long Chen picked up the two Ding Hans who had just been pressed down by him with one hand each, and then threw them out of the door one after another.

  Hu Meng was shocked by this stunning scene, and the little white face was too good at fighting. At that time, he steeled himself, pulled out the long knife on his back.

  "Hey kid, don't think you can outsmart me with your sword, behave yourself."

  "Considering you're just a side dish of stir-fried noodles, I won't throw you out."

  Hu Meng's face suddenly turned bright red, the old man didn't want to move his knife was afraid of trouble, you really thought the old man was afraid of you! With a burst of courage, he swung his knife and chopped down.

  Long Chen smiled and dodged the knife with a swift movement, then his shoulder struck Hu Meng's chest with great force, sending him flying.

  Long Chen also walked out of the house door afterwards, but this time, he was stunned.

  Outside the door was a small courtyard, and at this moment, it was surrounded by a large circle of people. They were all dressed in very strange attire, some with scattered hair, others with very unusual hairstyles. There were even soldiers wearing leather or cotton armor and holding knives and swords. However, the crowd seemed to have no hostility towards Long Chen, but instead pointed at the people who had just been thrown out by Long Chen, such as Hu Meng, and burst into laughter.

  "Ha! I didn't think you'd end up like this, kid. How does it feel to get fixed?"

  "Haha, good job brother, this move is really cool, I admire you."

  "Brother, don't go to Mengzi's place anymore, come to mine instead. From now on, we'll be like our own brothers!"

  Long Chen had a sudden realization that he seemed to have come to another time and space through the plane crash, in other words, he had crossed over. From what Hu Meng said earlier, this was now the Ming Dynasty. And as for himself, he estimated that he must have fainted and fallen by the river during the crossing, and was carried back by Hu Meng. As a top-notch warrior trained by the Republic, Long Chen's mental quality was absolutely abnormal, and also, someone who could laugh at death, what could move his heart? Even if it was a crossing, so what? What was there to be surprised about?

  At this moment, a group of soldiers with white cloth strips wrapped around their shoulders suddenly appeared on the scene, each wearing armor and looking serious, obviously veteran soldiers who had been through battles.

  "Look, the law enforcement team is here." The surrounding soldiers couldn't help but retreat backward when they saw the law enforcement team arrive.

  Long Chen's mouth curled up into a faint smile as he took two steps forward to stand in front of Hu Meng. Hu Meng, seeing Long Chen approach him, involuntarily crawled backward, his temper already worn down by Long Chen's previous actions. However, what Long Chen did next left him stunned.

  Long Chen stretched out his hand and made a gesture to pull Hu Meng up, "I am your soldier, aren't I?"

  Hu Meng swallowed his saliva, he knew what the other party was afraid of, but rather than letting the other party be beaten by the law enforcement team to vent his anger, it's better to take this guy who can fight into his own hands, which is more cost-effective. At this time, he also stretched out his hand and shook hands with Long Chen.