I asked you to escape, but you became a soldier in World War II

Chapter 1 Welcome to Hell
Chapter 001 Welcome to Hell

On the night of March 1942, 9.

The basement of a four-story building on the "January 1" Square (later renamed Lenin Square) in Stalingrad, Soviet Union.

There were the sounds of grenades exploding, rifle and machine gun fire, and the desperate shouts of both sides.
After the short and fierce battle, the victorious side immediately began to clean up the battlefield and rescue the wounded.

"Comrade Sergeant, I find this place very strange, there seems to be a basement underneath!"

"what happened?"

"This cement slab makes a different sound when you step on it with your boots! Try it."

Tata, Tata...

"It's different indeed. Be careful, there might be German devils hiding down there! Get your grenades ready!"

"Don't shoot, we are not German devils!" Hearing that grenades were about to be thrown, someone below shouted in a not very authentic Russian accent.

This sudden sound made the Soviet soldiers upstairs look at each other in confusion, but they also became more suspicious. Haven't there been many cases of German devils pretending to be Russians in the past?

Based on the war philosophy of "it is better to kill someone by mistake than to let him go", there was the sound of "swish, swish, swish," of pulling the bolts of guns.

"Comrades, we are really Soviet citizens!" Finally, a few voices in pure Russian were heard again, making everyone breathe a sigh of relief. Judging from their accents, they should all be from the vicinity of Stalingrad.

"We are the Soviet Red Army! Open the door! Hurry up, don't dawdle."

Following the unquestionable command, the entrance to the basement was opened with a creaky sound.

But it was pitch black below and I couldn't see anything.

The Soviet sergeant raised his flashlight and found that there were indeed many Soviet civilians hiding below. He shouted in a slightly reproachful tone, "Damn it, what are you all hiding here for? Don't you know that there is a war going on? I almost sent you to see God just now! Come out now."

Under the "welcome" of several PPSh submachine guns, a group of people slowly walked out of the basement. Among them, the tall black-haired man walking in front was particularly eye-catching.

"You are a Soviet, too? ID!"

"I'm not from the Soviet Union, I'm Chinese, a technician in a machinery factory, this is my ID!" He explained in stiff Russian, but in the end he still asked carefully, "Where is this?"

As soon as everyone heard the voice, they knew that the person who shouted first was him, but his final question still succeeded in making everyone laugh.

The leading Soviet sergeant even responded humorously, "Welcome to hell!"

After a simple count and inspection, they were indeed the civilian survivors of Stalingrad, a total of 36 people.

When the brutal street fighting began, these poor civilians had nowhere to hide. By chance, they discovered a relatively large basement here.

So everyone collected some food and water and hid here silently. The few German troops who had occupied this place not long ago did not notice it at all.

With the help of the faint light from the war, Lin Chen was staring at the unfamiliar self in the ID photo in his hand.

Lin Chen, male, born on October 1924, 10, Chinese nationality, junior technician in a machinery factory.

In fact, the Lin Chen in front of him had traveled from the future a few minutes ago.

After inheriting the memory of the original owner, he was pleasantly surprised to find that their names were exactly the same, and that this Lin Chen was only less than 18 years old and was a lively young man.

However, this man had a good appearance but was very timid. When the German army arrived, his first reaction was to run away. The leader of the machinery factory saw that he was a foreigner and so young, so he was moved with sympathy and secretly let him escape. This is how he hid in this basement by mistake.

Unlike his future self, who served in the special forces for many years, accumulated a lot of injuries, and was finally forced to take off his uniform and put down his gun under great reluctance, and transferred to the local area. He died heroically to cover his teammates in a mission to hunt down drug dealers, and then his soul traveled through time. What made him very depressed was that in those novels and TV dramas, the protagonists of time travel were either emperors or tyrants, and at the very least, they were rich men.

It was different for me. When I came across it, I found it all pitch black. There was a fierce gunfight outside. Just when I was about to ask where this was, I heard someone upstairs throwing a grenade to kill me. Oh my God, is there anyone more miserable than me?

Of course, when he finally realized that the city he was in was Stalingrad, the most famous city in the Soviet-German War, he was completely stunned.

Please, can you please not make such a cruel joke?
The Soviet sergeant was not lying to himself, this place was really hell!

He once read a book in his later life. According to the recollections of a Soviet veteran, here, the average recruit would not survive more than one day. If he could survive for more than three days, he would have a high chance of becoming a company commander.

Although it is a bit exaggerated, it shows how fierce the battle was.

"Okay, gentlemen! Ladies! Since you are not fascists, then join us in guarding this building. There are wars everywhere anyway, and you have nowhere to go. If the German devils attack us, I don't need to say what the consequences will be!"

The Soviet army actually had no time to carefully check their identities. Although they won the sneak attack, they suffered heavy losses.

Facing an enemy squad, only four people were left in their reinforced platoon. It must be said that the fighting power of these German devils was really amazing.

Everyone understands this truth. Hiding in this basement will not solve the problem. God knows how long this damn war will last. Helping their army to defend this building is the only way out.

Suddenly, a strange voice sounded in Lin Chen's mind.

【“The system has been loaded into the host.”

"Welcome host to the cruel environment of World War II."

"With the help of this system, you will have valuable blood recovery skills.
Of course, if you can complete the relevant tasks, you can also get a battlefield skill package, each with a surprise!"】

What? There is a system? I am a retired special forces soldier. If I build a system now, maybe I can really survive in this hellish battlefield!

As expected, an information panel appeared in his mind.
Host Name: Lin Chen

Date of Birth: March 1924, 10

Nationality: Chinese

Height: 185cm
Weight: XNUM X kg
Current physical condition: Healthy

Special skills: General skills among special forces in the 21st century.

Below are a bunch of special skill areas, but they are all black and need to be unlocked.

At the bottom are your health and experience bars.

The health bar is easy to understand. For example, it is full of health now, which is 100 and green. If it reaches 0, it is definitely game over.
The experience slot is probably gained by fighting and completing tasks given by the system, which can increase experience points and level up to gain more benefits.

[“Beep!”

"Your first mission is to assist the Soviet army in defending the Pavlov Building!"

"If the mission fails, then..."]

My god, this shitty system is quite humorous. If the mission fails and the Germans come in, won't I be dead?

What building? Is this the Pavlov Building?
Oh my God, historically this is a place that needed to be defended for 58 days!
Oh my God, are you kidding me a little too much?

(End of this chapter)