When Jiang Cheng woke up again, it was already night. In fact, he was awakened by the rumbling cannon sound. The soldiers' sensitivity and intuition made him instantly lose his sleep.

"You finally woke up again..." The little nurse was already helpless at this time, and it seemed that there was no other expressions of so-called joy.

Jiang Cheng spent a long time matching the memory of his body, and now he finally figured out many things.

The original name of this body was Ivanov. His identity was a soldier of the 62nd Army of the Soviet Red Army. It is now in January 1942 and the location is the famous Stalingrad in history...

"Does I want to go through the famous Battle of Stalingrad in history?" Jiang Cheng murmured to himself, "Isn't I just been hit by a black fog? Can I travel through this?"

However, what he himself didn't know was that this was not a time travel, but his consciousness entered the illusion. At this moment, the people outside were full of worry, and Lossus asked at a loss: "No, illusion? Then when will he wake up?"

The old woman shook her head helplessly, saying that the black mist emitted by this fish-shaped biochemical weapon can indeed make people fall into an illusion, but as for what the content of the illusion is and how long it will last, she is not very clear because she has not experienced it in her own life, let alone what consequences will be caused by forcibly waking up a person in an illusion.

So the crowd had to continue waiting anxiously and helplessly.

At this time, Jiang Cheng, who was in the illusion, suddenly widened his eyes. He looked carefully for a long time and walked in for the second time. The big man with an awkward smile on his face was the same as the big man who appeared on the map of the Origin Organization in his memory!

"Are you saying that I'm just experiencing the major events experienced by the Katerina family?" Jiang Cheng asked himself again with some confusion. He raised his head and saw the big man smiling with a sarcastic look. He couldn't help but say helplessly: "What are you doing when you look at me like this?"

The big man sighed lightly and said sincerely: "Mr. Ivanov, I still want to ask you to forgive me, but the situation is really bad now, so naturally I can't take care of so many etiquettes."

"Why, the Germans are coming here?" Jiang Cheng frowned and asked in a deep voice.

"Their vanguard has entered the city center, and it is less than a kilometer away from it. However, considering your physical condition in Ivanov, we decided to retreat temporarily." The big man hesitated for a moment and continued.

"My opinion is that we will continue to resist." Jiang Cheng certainly would not agree to retreat. In fact, he also knew very well that his troops had not suffered effective blows. Not to mention the complete loss of combat power, even the casualty rate was far lower than the level of front-line troops. Retreatment at this time is undoubtedly a very embarrassing behavior.

"That's fine." The big man obviously had a strange awe for himself. This awe even subverted the relationship between superiors and subordinates, which made Jiang Cheng more confused. He did not have any memory of Ivanov. What kind of relationship does this person, or now himself have with the Origin Organization?

In any case, the battlefield must be on. Jiang Cheng moved his body, checked the weapons in his hand, and couldn't help but smile bitterly. As the bloody and cruel battle during World War II, the death rate and survival time of ordinary Soviet Red Army soldiers were one high and one low. He now replaced Ivanov, and was afraid that it was this body that sacrificed, but what should he do with his consciousness?

As if he saw his doubts, the big man shook his head with a slight look on his face and said lightly: "Let's go."

Jiang Cheng nodded, no longer worried about anything, and followed the others to move towards the front line. When he arrived at the front line, Jiang Cheng suddenly felt that his eyes seemed to have huge problems. The German army attacking in front of him did not seem to be normal humans, but biochemical weapons in German uniforms!

Jiang Cheng's brain suddenly dazed. Didn't he have traveled through time, but entered an illusion that was still related to the real world? He looked at his comrades beside him with some confusion. The expressions of these people had not changed at all, only deep hatred. When he looked at the big man, he looked as usual, and he did not seem to see that the enemies in front of him were different from normal humans.

Jiang Cheng's face suddenly became gloomy. He still needed to think carefully about what happened. However, at this time a string of bullets came, Jiang Cheng hurriedly lowered his head to dodge, and cursed in his heart: "You are so stupid to use a gun. This is really troublesome."

However, a dull cannon sound suddenly came from the battlefield, which made Jiang Cheng feel powerless: "These people actually brought out the train cannons alive!"

This is a street fighting! During street fighting, the big killer weapons such as train cannons were transported out. Obviously, these biochemical weapons are also quite good, but in the final analysis, all of them are designed for themselves. So what is the purpose of the person who designed all of this?

He raised the rifle in his hand and shot it shortly. Jiang Cheng forced himself to suppress the uneasiness and anxiety in his heart, because he knew that if he still had to be distracted at this time, no matter how clever the game was designed, he would not be able to escape the fate of death.

The sound of the fierce bombardment of the train cannon sounded again, and the big man's face suddenly became extremely solemn, and he shouted: "Who will paralyze this big guy!"

Jiang Cheng frowned slightly, and then said without thinking: I have *, let me go!

A surprised light flashed through the big man's eyes, but after all, it was Jiang Cheng who volunteered. If he stopped him, he might have a serious impact on his morale. He had to nod and agreed for a moment, and shouted: "Cover firepower!"

Jiang Cheng smiled faintly, began to run towards the train cannon in front of him, and made flexible avoidance from time to time, avoiding the bullets fired by the people in the car in front of him. His comrades behind him also stood up fearlessly and began to shoot at the train cannon and the cooperative infantry beside him to cover Jiang Cheng's actions.

Seeing that the target was close, Jiang Cheng directly ignited the bag in his hand, raised his gun and killed the biochemical weapon standing on the stairs with two sounds. He jumped onto the car flexibly, and then threw the bag into the engine part of the train cannon. Then he jumped out of the car and flashed into the house next to him without hesitation.

Of course, someone opened the door for him, otherwise Jiang Cheng would have to use his strength to kick the door open. Listening to the deafening explosion outside, Jiang Cheng breathed a sigh of relief, and then he felt something was holding his back, and his face was extremely exciting for a moment.

"Put down the weapon in your hand and turn slowly. Don't make any misunderstandings from me, otherwise I promise that even though you haven't died outside, you must die in my house." The voice was very cold and even with a dangerous and charming aura, which made Jiang Cheng even more helpless.

If it were a little loli, he could still deal with it, but what would happen if such a character like a royal sister came out? He had to throw the rifle aside with a bitter face and slowly turned around.

Seeing the true face of the royal sister's voice, Jiang Cheng couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, because this person actually looked exactly the same as Natasha!

Seeing Jiang Cheng's face, the girl also asked in surprise: "Uncle Ivanov?"

"Natasha?" Jiang Cheng asked tentatively, and the girl curled her lips helplessly, put her pistol aside unhappily, and sat on the sand without saying a word.

Jiang Cheng was confused when he saw it, but since Natasha called her uncle, Ivanov must have a good status in the Ekaterina family. But why is it that Natasha will also get involved in this illusion? Jiang Cheng felt that his brain was getting less and less useful.

"Uncle Ivanov, where is this?" Natasha was wearing a red windbreaker and carrying two handfuls of hers around her waist. This outfit was indeed completely different from this era. The little girl asked in confusion at this moment.

Jiang Cheng smiled bitterly and said, "This is January 1942, Stalingrad in the Soviet Union."

The little girl suddenly looked like she saw a ghost. She was surprised for a long time before stuttering: "What? Uncle Ivanov, don't joke with me!"

Jiang Cheng's face was suddenly covered with dark lines: "It seems like I am willing to make this joke, but that's the case." After that, he smiled bitterly again and said, "Or why are we two of us equally old? You recognize me, isn't it just based on the memories in the photos?"

Jiang Cheng thought for a while but still did not reveal his true identity. The first point is of course for his own safety. Moreover, even if he said it himself, it might not make this girl believe it, and it might even make her mentally collapsed.

"That seems, this should be an illusion." Natasha calmed down at this time, sat on the sand beside her and pondered: "How can I get out of here?"

"That's enough, just kill the mastermind of the incident." Jiang Cheng smiled faintly. In fact, he really wanted to leave this illusion, but he was looking for opportunities. The two of them had the same purpose.
Chapter completed!