Volume VIII 1361 Fleeing the Road

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"I can't stay here, I have to leave immediately......" Molière said as he searched the underground fortifications.

"Why?" the three subordinates suddenly shouted aggrievedly, finally finding such a safe hiding place, finally seeing the hope of survival, and actually wanting to give up.

"Are you stupid? this is the most dangerous place now, and staying here is a dead end!" Molière pulled out a bag from the corner, filled with food, medicine, and even some grenades.

He desperately pulled something of value into the bag and said, "You remember, since there is a telegraph machine here, it proves that there is a telegraph line underground, and since there is a telegraph line, it proves that this is a part of the entire telegraph network......

"The Chinese must have a fixed communication plan and timetable, what if the telegraph goes off? What if it is the turn of the telegraph to come here to transmit battlefield information? Once there is an abnormality, Wang Huaiyuan's CIA will definitely find out!"

"Stay, stay and die? Now our mission has changed, it has nothing to do with us whether the Russians on the mountain die or not, and now our only mission is to take this codebook away, even if we swim back, we have to leave this island......

"Swimming?" the three men were dumbfounded, and Murray sighed and said, "That's just an analogy, there must be a lot of small boats hidden around this island, after all, this is an island that lives by sea, as long as we have a small boat, we can live!"

"With this codebook, we in France will be able to crack the secrets of countless Chinese, and the Chinese will become transparent in front of us! This merit is enough to annihilate a heavy division of the enemy, and if we escape with this merit, can you imagine how His Majesty will reward us?"

"Stay here? Wait for the Chinese to come and kill?"

"Isn't there a telegraph here? We can send a telegram to Beijing or Shanghai! Send this top-secret information first, and then we will flee to the mountains to join the Tsarist army, so that we will be safe, and we will not lose the information ......."

"Raymond!" Molière yelled, "you have to remember that I am your commander, you have to remember who is the boss here! If you think I can do this without knowing this common sense knowledge, then you can die! Damn idiot!"

Molière's grimace danced fiercely in the light, and he almost pulled out his gun and killed the man who dared to question him, and for a moment the air temperature in the underground fortifications dropped by several degrees.

Raymond didn't dare to speak, Molière also felt that his tone was a little excessive, and after taking a few deep breaths, he opened his mouth to explain, "I'm sorry, my love is too excited!

"First of all, Amami Oshima must be in charge of communication control at the moment, and the power to switch and switch the submarine cable is in the hands of Xiao Letian, in order to ensure the top secrecy during the war, he will definitely cut off the ...... between this island and the outside world."

"It's not just Amami Oshima, in fact, the external connection of the main island of Ryukyu should also be cut off now, not to mention that Xiao Lotian will definitely take advantage of the time difference in the news of the victory in this war to make a lot of money in the Jiangnan money ticket market, this bastard is too good at making a fortune!"

"So it's not a matter of not sending telegrams, but that they can't send them at all, and now the telegraph network on this island is closed, and only internal telegraphs can communicate with each other, do you want to contact the outside world?

Molière's words sounded very reasonable, but everyone was a little puzzled, and the three of them thought to themselves, but it was not impossible to listen to Raymond send a telegram and give it a try?

But no one dared to question Molière, their old superior was perverted every time he experienced a failure, and in the end, even his proud face was ruined this time, and the whole person was even more perverted.

All the valuable things in the bunker were gathered together, food, weapons, medical supplies, and all kinds of paper with words were all boiled in one spoonful, and finally the three of them took advantage of the chaotic battle outside to secretly push away the stones and climb out.

At this time, it was already more than eleven o'clock in the evening, and the war had already undergone great changes, and the Chinese army had changed its decline just now, and was now organizing wave after wave of counterattack corps.

The Russians sent 100 men to rush down, the marines had to send 200 men to fight back, the enemy countercharged from three sides, and the Forces nouvelles had to fight back from six breaches.

In a word, no matter how crazy Tsarist Russia is, we will be twice as crazy or even more crazy! In this hard-fought and bloody battle, the Chinese army finally stabilized its position, and the artillery positions and the material reserves in the rear were finally safe.

Not only that, but the line of fire for the attack also began to move towards the top of the mountain, and the chaotic momentum that had just been passively beaten was finally over.

Fortunately, the Chinese pushed the position of the firefight under the nose of the Tsarist Russian army, which made the hiding place of Molière and others suddenly become the rear of the Chinese from the front line just now.

The four of them turned around and looked in the direction of the top of the mountain, and found that the battle was raging, but when they turned their heads and looked at the bottom of the mountain, there were sparse people, and there were many defensive holes in the battle line.

"God forbid, this is a good opportunity, hurry up!" Molière ordered the four of them to climb quickly on the ground like crickets, and in a short time they broke through the Chinese defense line and disappeared into the dark mountains.

Forests, shrubs, boulders, cliffs, streams...... The four Frenchmen did not know how many wrestles they had fallen, let alone how many skins they had scratched, and they stumbled to the west in panic like lost dogs.

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?? The terrain of Midai Island is complex and the area is not small, and the four lucky guys did not see the white waves reflecting the starlight on the beach until four o'clock in the morning.

"Praise be to you my God!" Raymond fell to his knees on the beach with tears of excitement and let his knees soak in the water, finally seeing the flat ground, and the path of suffering was finally half successful.

"Now is not the time to rest, search this beach now, God will bless us to find the boat!" Molière grabbed Raymond and led them to sweep the vicinity of the beach.

Amami Oshima has almost evacuated the people at this moment, this economic island that has been deeply developed under Xiao Letian's hands, there are many villages, farmland and various small workshops, and it is impossible for this war to destroy all of them.

Village by village, room after room, room after room, finally there was an unexpected discovery on the edge of the abandoned beach of a fishing village.

"Sir, come and see! There's a small boat here! It looks like it's still working!"