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Chapter 1005, the prophet(1/4)

Jinpu Railway. Yellow River Bridge.

A train from Peiping slowed down and slowly passed the iron bridge.

Passengers on the train looked curiously at the rolling water of the Yellow River outside. September is still the flood season, and the water level of the Yellow River is very high.

Some people can't help but worry that if the Yellow River Iron Bridge collapses...

If the train falls into the water...

"Rumble..."

"Rumble..."

Suddenly, there was a dull sound.

Some sensitive passengers immediately realized that it was the sound of exploding artillery shells.

It seems to be a large-caliber artillery shell.

nervous.

Whose cannon?

Why fire? Where?

In a corner of the carriage, a middle-aged man continued to sleep.

He is very tired.

The struggle in the future will also be very dangerous.

Starting from the three northeastern provinces, we first go to Peiping, then from Peiping to Jinling. We also go from Jinling to Shanghai.

When he arrived in Shanghai, he was completely alone.

No comrades, no comrades, no organization, no funds, nothing.

Most likely, it was a trap.

The information about the Anti-Japanese Alliance may have been secretly arranged by the Japanese invaders.

The purpose is to attract more anti-Japanese elements to join the network.

However, even if there is only one point of hope, he must try his best. He must go all out.





Yellow Sea.

Across the sea from Qingdao.

The sun was shining brightly and the visibility was excellent.

A Japanese ship flying a plaster flag was sailing slowly.

This is a severely overloaded cargo ship.

It was originally used to transport goods, but it was crowded with people.

Standing outside the freighter, all that can be seen from the sea are police from the puppet Manchukuo.

They held their 79 rifles and stared at the people in the cabin.

There are faint red blood stains on the bayonets on some 79 rifles.

The cabin was crowded with people. They were all captured anti-Japanese elements. They were forcibly put on the ship and said to be transported back to the Japanese invaders' homeland.

When boarding the ship, some people tried to resist, but were suppressed.

Someone was stabbed with a bayonet.

The anti-Japanese elements, all of whom had their hands tied, were certainly no match for the brutal iron-and-rock policemen of the Puppet Manchukuo.

"We are heading south..." Someone whispered in the corner.

"Xiangnan? What do you mean?" someone asked quietly next to him.

"This is not the route to the Japanese homeland."

"Aren't you going to the Japanese homeland?"

"Probably not. We are heading south. I don't know where we are going."

"How do you judge?"

"The angle of the sun is facing south. That's right."

"in this case……"

They were caught in doubt.

What was originally despairing became a glimmer of hope.

If it was transported to the Japanese invaders' homeland, there would be no hope.

They are all Japanese invaders over there and there is no way to escape.

What's more, even if they could escape, there would be no ships.

It is impossible for an ordinary small sampan to cross the real sea. The freighter in front of us is actually quite choked.

It's okay if there is no storm, but if there is a storm, it will all sink.

The question is, heading south, where will we go?

South, where is it?

What to do?





Day. Dark. Secret room.

In a room completely covered by thick curtains, there is a little cloth man.

The little man's body is pierced with silver needles.

The surface of the silver needle has turned black. It is obviously quenched with poison.

Under the villain, there is a piece of cloth hanging with two big characters written on it: Zhang Yong.

In front of the villain, three sticks of incense were lit. The incense had burned out and the ashes were shaking.

In front of the three sticks of incense, there is also a stack of ghost coins.





"A sneeze!"

"A sneeze!"

Zhang Yong sneezed continuously.

Subconsciously I reached out and rubbed my nose. The rhinitis came back again.

Alas, rhinitis is really stubborn. Even if you travel through time, it can't be cured. The Space-Time Administration is really useless.

Continue the boring search.

The map shows that there are many weapon signs nearby.

The people have withdrawn, but the weapons signs are still there, indicating that these weapons signs are hidden.

According to Edno, they are all illegal.

As agreed before, as long as it is found, it will belong to Zhang Yong.

Anyway, Edno is rich and doesn't want these messy weapons. He has complete sets and standard ones.

Mauser……

Browning pistol...

Mosin Nagant Rifle…

The weapons found by Zhang Yong were in a mess. There was everything.

There is no ocean at all.

I must have banknotes, US dollars, pounds, etc. with me.

There is no need to hide these things.

The result is……

Listless, feeling so bored...

Who the hell wants these messy weapons? I want a small amount of money!
To be continued...
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