陳子仁

You ask why my background is sky‑high—because my surname is Jiang. You ask who my uncle is—seat No. 1 is waiting! You want to know what I’m doing? Jiang Anguo stands on a ridge and shouts, “Give me a fight! I’m taking on the Japanese elite—no matter how many divisions they have, I’ll carve a single path and cut them down!” “I’ll drive those little devils into the sea!” 1942, a border town… (system present, regimental commander tag‑along, pace neither fast nor slow.)