MTL - Han’s Son is Not a Slave-~ for the empire

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Headache, the skull seems to be bursting. Reading at zero

After a long time, that painful feeling subsided.

In a daze, Zhou Shixiang heard someone calling him.

Is there really a **** in this world?

Zhou Shixiang didn't dare to shake his head, for fear that the previous headache would happen again.

He also didn't intend to pay attention to the voice, because he felt it was too unreal.

People die when they die, how can there be any hell, eh? wrong!

If there is no hell, how can I still have a will!

Zhou Shixiang was taken aback, he opened his eyes abruptly, and the scene in front of him made him stunned.

This is not a hell, but a beer hall, a beer hall full of modern flavor, or a bar is more appropriate. Xu is not open to business hours, the bar is empty and the light is very dim.

This is where?

Why am I here, am I not dead! Didn't I let my subordinates bury themselves in Handu!

Zhou Shixiang stood there in a daze, unable to accept the scene in front of him, although he was too familiar with this scene.

"Jun Zhou, you are awake!"

The voice in his ear brought Zhou Shixiang's thoughts back to reality, and he had to admit that he had crossed over again.

It was a young man who woke Zhou Shixiang, but he was wearing a military uniform, but his rank was not high, he was just a second lieutenant.

Seeing Zhou Shixiang wake up, the second lieutenant couldn't wait any longer, so he dragged him out without a word, and said anxiously as he walked: "Everyone has agreed to act, this time we must succeed! The empire can no longer be ruled by those virgins, If it goes on like this, we Han people will once again become extinct! Did you hear that? Those **** are going to move our Holy Emperor's Mausoleum back from Han capital, and return Han capital to those Arabs. What's even more abhorrent is that, They want to apologize to those people! Zhou Jun, if we don't take action, we can only watch our empire and our army is full of non-Han people!"

The second lieutenant spoke in a hurry, and before Zhou Shixiang could digest the information in his mouth, he was dragged into the bar by him.

Before going out, he glanced at the bar and found that the calendar above showed that it was 2025, and today was February 26.

"Jun Zhou, please hurry up, if we can't get back to the troops before 12 o'clock, we won't be able to participate in the operation!"

The second lieutenant was really in a hurry, but Zhou Shixiang still didn't understand what happened. He only knew one thing, that is, the ruling class of the empire seems to have violated the national policy that he had made at the beginning, and even had to remove his own bones from his body. The Han capital moved back and returned the land that he led the Han family Erlang occupied with blood to those pariahs.

Outside, the sun has risen very high, and Zhou Shixiang, who suddenly came out of the dark bar, was a little uncomfortable with the dazzling light, so he couldn't help but close his eyes. When he opened his eyes again, he stayed there again. Because, he saw a mountain in the distance, and that mountain he recognized was Mount Fuji.

Mount Fuji, Tokyo, Japan?

Zhou Shixiang's head was once again big, and he was actually in Japan!

Just when he was about to hold the second lieutenant to ask for more information about this era, there was singing in the distance, accompanied by the sound of neat footsteps.

Hearing the singing, the second lieutenant's heart jumped violently, and he said with trembling: "Jun Zhou, you are from the Fifth Division of North Korea, and they have also acted!"

An army of about 400 soldiers strode from the end of the street, and the loud singing resounded over the street, attracting countless people to open their windows.

"The sea is turbulent, and Mount Fuji is covered with dark clouds. In this era of **, my blood boils. Privileged person, invincible, family and country affairs, unheard of, chaebol trend, extreme luxury, family and country affairs, No matter what. The country is about to die, corrupt officials amass money, the people are deceived, the ethnic group is unequal, and the society is in chaos. Like the layout of a chessboard, we are dispatched! We are the army of the Han people, for the last wish of the Holy Emperor, for the future of the nation, Stand up bravely, gentlemen!" 8)