When he was sleeping, Xiaobao's body couldn't help but moan comfortably as soon as he touched the hot kang.

He hadn't slept on the kang for a long time.

Ryosuke Hamaguchi was obviously not used to sleeping on such a hot kang, and he didn't have long after he lay down before he got up and switched places with Fushimi Kiyoshi who was sleeping at the end of the kang.

Sleeping until midnight, Xiaobao suddenly opened his eyes.

In the darkness, Fushimi Kiyoshi slowly got up and walked out. After a while, a person walked in with a cotton jacket and got into Fushimi Kiyoshi's bed, and when he lay down, he whispered a scolding to his mother.

It turned out to be the third bastard plus waste.

"Yaga!"

Xiaobao vaguely heard Ryosuke Hamaguchi behind him also scolding.

The next day, several people slept until noon. I'm going to go to Usu overnight tonight, and I won't have time to rest for a while. It's time to recharge.

The woman was the first to get up. She had to cook and stew a few people with the meat they had eaten while on a mission.

After Xiaobao got up at noon, he found a whetstone in the kitchen and sharpened the boning knife he brought. For this kind of task, a knife is sometimes better than a gun. Then he began to wipe the gun, which was not sloppy at all.

"You're carrying two Luger pistols." Fushimi Kiyoshi walked to the kitchen and said in surprise.

In order to adapt to use in cold regions, the Southern Type XIV pistol enlarged the rim. This is to make it easier to use while wearing cotton gloves. But many people still don't want to use it.

But a person like Xiaobao who uses a Luger pistol, Fushimi Kiyoshi has seen it for the first time.

"This is what I applied to Chief Daiki Enichi, and he specially approved it." Xiaobao replied.

Fushimi Kiyoshi sighed. He finally knew who Xiaobao's backer was. It seems that he can't afford to mess with this young boy.

The woman put the stewed meat in the pot into a basin and carried it out to the courtyard. It cools down quickly and freezes after a while, making it easy to take away. She took out a few more sheets of ephedra paper and poured them from the salt shaker and packed them on top.

"Is there any hemp rope?" Xiaobao asked.

The woman was stunned for a moment, turned back, and went back to the back room and took out a ball of thin hemp rope.

Xiaobao cut it with a knife and skillfully strung the hemp rope around the cotton trouser leg.

Kiyoshi Fushimi watched from the sidelines with a smile on his face.

Ryosuke Hamaguchi walked out and looked indifferently at the movements in Xiaobao's hands. He hated those people in the intelligence department of the Kwantung Army. It was they who sent themselves to do this kind of task that a Manchurian talent like the one in front of them should perform. And he should have advised the entire Japanese Empire like his dead father.

When eating, everyone except Ryosuke Hamaguchi eats as much as he can. Everyone knows that there will be no hot meals to eat in the next few days.

After eating, Xiaobao went outside to clean up the plow again. I picked up some of the thatch of the third family and put it on it. These grasses are very useful when performing tasks. Then pile the canned beef and the old sheepskin of frozen pork on top of it. Finally, cover with a white sheet and tie it tightly.

Just after three o'clock in the afternoon, it was already dark.

"Let's go, the dark night in Fuyuan winter is very long. The sun went down at three o'clock. Fushimi Kiyoshi looked at his watch and said.

Xiaobao was the first to put on a dogskin hat and cotton hands and walked out. He wrapped the rope around his waist, pulled up the plow, and left.

Ryosuke Hamaguchi looked at Xiaobao's back in a daze.

"There are too many things on the plow, and I have to travel sixty or seventy miles tonight to get to the plow." Fushimi Kiyoshi said with a smile.

The third child's eyes were straight. He had never seen a Manchurian who was so good in front of the Japanese.

Ryosuke Hamaguchi had no choice but to spread his legs and walk forward.

"What's that kid's coming from?" The third asked in a curious whisper.

"It's all uncle. I can't afford to mess with it anyway. At least I'm a military cao, and he's a second lieutenant. Fushimi Kiyoshi said helplessly.

"Blow and nag, has he grown all his hair, so he will be a second lieutenant?" The third said in disbelief.

"You want to see his papers?" Fushimi Kiyoshi asked.

The third child shrunk his neck and quickly caught up with Xiaobao and helped him pull the plow together.

Fuyuan is a vast and sparsely populated place. Since the occupation of Black Blind Island by Soviet troops, there have been fewer immigrants here. It is only in the summer that some fishermen come to the Ussuri River and Heilongjiang River to fish, and the popularity is more prosperous.

There are three people who identify the direction, and a few people can go faster.

Most of the plough is thatched, but it is actually very lightweight. Xiao Bao was not tired when he pulled it. The ground was covered with snow and ice, especially when going downhill, and the plough would go down on its own.

On the contrary, Ryosuke Hamaguchi always slipped under his feet and fell down a few times. Now he walked profusely and sweaty, and no longer shivered as if he were shivering from the cold when he sat on the plow.

Daxi Yanyi once asked Xiaobao to take care of him. But since he looked down on people so much, Xiaobao was not used to his stinky problems and let him go by himself.

In many places, it is evident that there is ice underneath, covered with a thin layer of snow. In the summer, it should be a bubble or a small ditch.

The third child pleases and changes to Xiaobao to pull the climbing plow. Xiaobao was not humble either, and untied the rope from his waist and handed it to him.

"Can you rest at the hotel in Catchoyoshi? Probably not, right? Xiaobao asked the third child.

"No! It was already close to the USSR. Let's find a leeward place near the Ussuri River to rest secretly for the day. Skate on the ice in the river at night. The third replied.

The third child's words were similar to what Xiaobao thought. This is so close to the Soviet Union, there must also be Soviet intelligence agents. Four suspicious people appear at once, and they will definitely be targeted. Even Zhang Fengguang was killed here as a Japanese spy.

Fortunately, it is sparsely populated, and it is easy to hide in the wild.

At five o'clock in the morning, the third child finally led everyone to a small dry fork not far from the Ussuri River.

"Follow this fork to the Ussuri River. It's also leeward, and it's warm to bask in the sun during the day. The third said.

Xiaobao Laosan and Fushimi Kiyoshi worked together to dig out a big hole in the snow at the fork of the river. The three of them worked together to pull the climbing plough in.

Lay thatch in the pit. Xiaobao spread the sheepskin on it again. The four men huddled together and lay on the sheepskin, and then covered the rest of the sheepskin.

Except for Ryosuke Hamaguchi, the remaining three fell asleep after a while.

Ryosuke Hamaguchi was chilled all over his body and couldn't sleep. He now began to miss the hot kang that burned his hands last night.

The East is gradually turning white. Then a line of red was revealed. Finally, a crimson ball emerges from the horizon.

The boundless snowfield seems to be dyed red. There was a solemnity between the lonely heaven and the earth. Only a patch of dead grass rattled in the wind.

Ryosuke Hamaguchi looked at the Ussuri River winding like a jade dragon in the distance and the sun spewing out a little stupid.

He felt that one day he would be here to see the Ussuri River and the sunrise of the Great Japanese Empire.

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