Playing the Eighth Route Army, the system is forcing this on me?

Chapter 26 Wu Jing's Test

Nine o'clock in the morning.

Kong Sheng finally arrived at the scene.

Last night, I was busy filming other scenes and didn't finish until after 3 a.m.

Although it was a little later than usual today, it was only half an hour later, which is admirable.

As soon as I arrived on set, my assistant handed me a cup of soy milk.

Kong Sheng took a sip, then squinted and scanned the area.

The set design was very well done.

Sandbag fortifications, bomb craters, collapsed earthen walls, and charred tree stumps.

Even the spent cartridge cases on the ground were placed there one by one by the art team.

For this scene, people from several departments stayed up all night.

"Not bad." Kong Sheng nodded.

Not far away, Wu Jing was standing on the side of the Eighth Route Army.

A group of people gathered around, including Peng Yuchang, Aruna, and others, along with extras and several supporting actors with lines—a total of ten people—all listening intently.

"No, you're not acting correctly."

Wu Jing took the prop rifle from an extra, frowning.

"Your rifle butt is positioned incorrectly against your shoulder. If you hold it like that in a real battle, the recoil could shatter your shoulder blade."

He shoved the butt of his rifle into the shoulder of one of the extras.

"Here. Stick it tight."

The extra quickly adjusted his posture and nodded vigorously.

"And you guys too." Wu Jing glanced at the people around him.

"Guns don't discriminate; when charging, keep your body low and use cover to advance in alternating ways."

He crouched down and demonstrated a standard tactical maneuver.

He peeked half his body out from behind the sandbag, pointed his gun forward, then quickly stood up, crouched down, rushed forward three steps, and rolled sideways into the shell crater next to him.

Clean and neat.

A round of applause erupted from the crowd.

"Teacher Wu is awesome!"

"That's what you call professional!"

Wu Jing stood up, dusted himself off, and waved with a smile.

"Stop filming, stop filming, just remember the key points."

He then recounted a few more details.

Tanks don't have rearview mirrors!

Using this, we can determine how the formation should spread out during an attack and how a person should fall to the ground after being shot in a realistic manner.

After he finished speaking, he turned to look at Yi Zheng.

The Japanese camp.

To be honest, it's a terrible sight.

There weren't many Japanese extras in Hengdian to begin with.

A while ago, Yi Zheng led another group astray, and now all the people we can find are newbies.

They stood there listlessly.

Some were playing on their phones, some were squatting on the ground smoking, and two were discussing what to have for lunch.

Some people carried the prop guns on their shoulders like hoes, while others lifted them like mops.

Wu Jing glanced at it twice and couldn't resist.

He walked over.

"Hey you."

A tall, thin extra was called out, and he was so startled that his hand trembled and he almost dropped his cigarette.

"That's not how you carry a Type 38 rifle."

Wu Jing reached out and took the prop gun from his hand.

The way you're holding it looks like you're holding onto a clothesline pole.

Several extras gathered around.

Wu Jing held the gun in his hand, supporting the handguard with his left hand and gripping the gun neck with his right hand, the muzzle pointing diagonally forward and downward.

"Hey, this is how you carry things on the march. You can raise it and fire at any time."

He changed his posture again, resting the butt of the gun on his shoulder and squinting as he aimed.

"When engaging the enemy, do it like this."

With a snap, he simulated pulling a bolt.

Decisive and straightforward.

"See that?"

The extras nodded in agreement, and several had already begun to imitate.

After Wu Jing finished demonstrating, he returned the gun to the tall, thin man.

Then his gaze fell on Yi Zheng, who was not far away.

Yi Zheng was sitting on a sandbag, looking down at the script.

The surrounding noise seemed to have nothing to do with him.

Wu Jing sized him up for a few seconds.

To be honest, he watched those videos online yesterday.

His acting skills are definitely there.

But those were all dialogue scenes and confrontation scenes.

Today's scene is a war scene, a hard-hitting martial arts spectacle.

Moreover, the young man is sitting there quietly, showing no aggression whatsoever.

He was completely different from the menacing Japanese officer in yesterday's video.

Wu Jing frowned.

He turned and shouted into the distance.

"Hey, Lao Kong!"

Kong Sheng was drinking soy milk when he looked up.

"The Japanese actor you found to play the lead role has such a weak presence," Wu Jing gestured towards Yi Zheng.

"If we go up there and shoot like this, the Eighth Route Army can easily crush them."

Kong Sheng put down his cup without saying a word.

Wu Jing then said, "How about I lead everyone to practice acting with him first? Let him get a feel for it."

Kong Sheng's eyes lit up when he heard this.

"Then I'll have to trouble you, Teacher Wu!"

The chat in Li Sisi's live stream was going crazy.

"Holy shit! Holy shit! Holy shit!"

"Wu Jing is going to act opposite Yi Zheng herself?"

"This isn't guidance, this is the real action!"

"Yi Zheng is finished; he's definitely going to crash and burn today."

"Wu Jing is a top-tier actor, a former professional soldier. When it comes to action scenes, if he's second, no one dares to say they're first."

"Hahaha, look at Yi Zheng, still flipping through the script, completely unaware of the impending disaster."

Li Sisi was also a little nervous and spoke to the audience in a low voice.

"Family members, the situation has changed."

"Teacher Wu Jing not only gave guidance, but he also personally went on set to rehearse with the actors."

"Yi Zheng has never encountered an opponent of this caliber before."

On the film set.

Wu Jing had already walked up to Yi Zheng.

"Young man."

Yi Zheng looked up.

"Teacher Wu."

"Director Kong asked me to go over with you." Wu Jing crossed his arms and said directly.

"In today's scene, you'll lead the Japanese troops in a charge. I'll lead the Eighth Route Army in defense. Let's go through it once to get a feel for it."

Yi Zheng closed the script and stood up.

"it is good."

Wu Jing was somewhat surprised by his calm reaction.

If it were a typical new actor, they would be nervous at least a little when they heard they were going to act opposite someone, right?

This guy, on the other hand, remained completely calm, as if the person standing opposite him wasn't Wu Jing, but just an ordinary colleague.

"The Eighth Route Army's position is right behind those sandbags," Wu Jing pointed.

"You lead your men and charge over from that side. I'll wait for you here."

He paused, then added.

"Don't hold back. I want to see your true skill level."

Yi Zheng nodded.

"it is good."

Wu Jing turned and left.

Yi Zheng watched his retreating figure and understood.

This is not a simple rehearsal.

Wu Jing came to test himself.

Perhaps it was curiosity, perhaps it was defiance, or perhaps it was simply a desire to see what this person, who was being portrayed so mysteriously online, was really capable of.

Yi Zheng glanced down at the Japanese extras around him.

Fifteen or sixteen people.

Some had just learned how to hold a gun, while others didn't even know how to position themselves.

On the other side, Wu Jing had personally led a group of Eighth Route Army extras who had spent the entire morning with him.

Their movements were precise, their formation was neat, and their morale was high.

This battle looks completely one-sided.

Yi Zheng looked at the people around him.

Zhang Dazhuang was also inside.

Today I'm wearing a Japanese military uniform and standing up straight.

Although she still looked a little nervous, she was much more energetic than last night.

Yi Zheng took a deep breath.

Now is not the time to use skills directly.