Shou Quan told me that this village is called the Wang's village, most people lived here is his relatives, it is fairly far from the Blagoveshchensk City, but the ruskies still managed to find it and massacred every human being. "Chen, I know the troops who killed my families are, they are only around 5 kilometers from here, just over that hill and we will be there, I have this bayonet, this is all I need, all I'm asking for is if I die, please deliver this letter to my biological father back in Beijing, and..." "Shut up!" I interrupted him, "There is no need to die, the more ruskies we kill the less harm our people is going to receive." "But the Qing Goverment is already defending our side of the Amur River, the ruskies are not that strong." He rebutted "We have the cannons and guns the ruskies have, why can't we win." "Because of the crap goverment and cowardly leaders? Namely Ci Xi. Tell you what I'm from the future, more than 100 years in the future, I know what is going to happen, I am too weak to change anything myself. Do I want to see people in Blagoveshchensk die? Let me tell you what, over 6000 people is going to get killed in the Blagoveshchensk tomorrow, all we can do is try disturb as many ruskies as we can to minimize the damage. Eventually the wheels of history is going to crush us to death, but before that let's do all that we can"
I told him all the military secrets that he don't even know in detail, including the patrolling area of the Qing army and all the current political situation, he have started to trust that I am indeed from the future and asked many questions about Qing Dynasty, I've only replied with "The Qing Dynasty is going to dissolve in a couple of years". "Then what do we do next? I want to kill the ruskies, drink their blood and tear them into pieces." He cried in anger "Do you know how to operate a firearm?" "Yes!" I quickly walked to a dead Russian soldier and grabbed his rifle, with all the ammunition."Do you know how to use this?" I questioned, "Of course I do, my father was a hunter before he went to Beijing, he taught me how to shoot guns, especially these guns." "You mean this old Berdan?" "I don't know what they are called, but I know how to use them."
Name: Berdan I
Type: Rifle
Action: Trapdoor
Cartridge: .42 Berdan
Muzzle Velocity: 437m/s
Firerate: 6 RPM
Description: Old Russian Service Rifle, Berdan I produced at Tula, Izhevsk and Sestroretsk with a trapdoor action instead of a bolt action Berdan II. The .42 Berdan is very powerful of its era with 2330 Joules of Muzzle Energy, comparable to a modern 7.62x39mm Intermediate Cartridge, the reason this cartridge being a full power cartridge and have similar energy than a intermediate cartridge is because the .42 Berdan is only loaded with 5 grams of Black Powder.
"I'm ready, no matter what or where we will end up." He loaded the gun, "Don't be so depressed mate, I mean calm down, we need to conserve our selves better so that we can revenge to the ruskies." I smiled, don't know if it is because I'm glad recruiting my first soldier or a beginning of my revenge to enemies in the past, present or future.