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"I never imagined I would actually transmigrate into the world of 'Drawing Sword.' Sigh, although I always felt a deep sense of injustice watching that show, seeing those valiant Eighth Route Army soldiers facing the Japanese invaders with such crude weaponry, and wishing I could help them, I never truly wanted to find myself on the front lines of the War of Resistance."

Inside a dilapidated mountain temple, Zhang Yun paced back and forth, clad in an old, patched grey uniform. He still couldn't believe he had arrived in the world of 'Drawing Sword.'

Before his transmigration, Zhang Yun was just an ordinary college student who grew up in Shanxi. After graduation, he landed a job maintaining equipment at the Shanxi War of Resistance Memorial Hall. His daily tasks involved equipment maintenance and cleaning exhibits; when crowds were heavy, he would even moonlight as a crowd control steward. He was, all in all, a white-collar worker with a stable job, some spare cash, and free time.

Due to his work, he often dismantled and maintained the firearms on display—many were real guns collected after the war, while others were modern replicas. He had become intimately familiar with the weapons used during the war, such as the Arisaka Type 38, the Chiang Kai-shek rifle, the Hanyang 88, the M1 Garand, as well as mortars and infantry guns. He had even practiced at local shooting ranges; while he wasn't a marksman capable of hitting a willow leaf from a hundred paces, he was competent enough to hit a fixed target at 100 meters.