Although it was broad daylight, Zhao Zilong didn't emit much smoke when he lit the fire, and there was no one within a few kilometers around, so he didn't worry about being discovered.

Half an hour later, smelling the smell of fish, Zhao Zilong couldn't wait to take down the golden roasted eel and put it in his mouth.

Despite the lack of seasoning, he ate with relish.

After filling his stomach, Zhao Zilong put his clothes, boots, socks and rucksack on the fire and roasted them.

He roasted as he cleaned up the things on the ground.

First of all, Zhao Zilong took a cowhide envelope, which contained Li Xiaoling's letter and her photo. Since he promised Li Yang that he would go to Nanjing to find Li Xiaoling, he deliberately found a cowhide and sealed it on the way.

When he opened the envelope and found that the paper and photos were still intact, he was relieved.

I glanced at that photo, and the second time I looked at it, I felt that the little girl looked very cute.

Looking at the address left on the letter again, Zhao Zilong remembered his promise again.

Today is the 6th, and there are still six days left until the 12th.

According to the historical record, he knew that the Devil's army was divided into three ways and captured Nanjing, and now it should have suffered resistance from the Nationalist army on the outer defense line, and did not attack the inner defense line so quickly.

When he opened the mutilated map, although the paper was rotten and he couldn't see it clearly because it was soaked, Zhao Zilong still remembered some routes.

Originally, he followed the previous route from Jurong to Tangshui Town, and then entered Nanjing City through Qilin Gate, but now he has deviated from the route, and it will be troublesome if he goes back.

It's better to take Yuhuatai directly now, and then enter Nanjing City through Zhonghua Gate, which is the same.

After figuring it out, Zhao Zilong wrapped the letter in cowhide again and kept it close to him.

Then, he took the Zhongzheng rifle, checked it, and found that the chamber was wet and unusable. He had no choice but to remove the monoculars and throw his rifle aside with some regret.

Picked up the box cannon that had also been soaked in water, and after checking it, it couldn't be used, and there were no bullets, so I had to throw it aside.

AS SOON AS HE THOUGHT OF THE BULLET, ZHAO ZILONG IMMEDIATELY PICKED UP HIS BELT, OPENED THE BULLET POUCH ON IT, AND FOUND THAT THERE WERE ONLY THIRTY 7.9MM BULLETS.

Although the bullet can still be used after being soaked in water, it is a pity that there is no rifle now, and Zhao Zilong raised his hand and wanted to throw it. But then he thought about it, and reloaded it, and he thought that he could find another Zhongzheng rifle in the future.

The remaining two grenades were also blistered in water, and they could not be used, so they were thrown away.

Next, he picked up the two broken Guan Sun Six Swords and the Nameless Treasure Knife.

Caressing these two katanas that had been used by devils to kill their compatriots and used by him to kill devils, Zhao Zilong had an indescribable feeling.

But after thinking about it, he still tied the two broken knives together with strips of cloth, and when he found the tools later, he would polish them into new weapons.

Weapons are innocent, and the main thing is to see who uses them.

The aggressor uses it as a murder weapon, and the resister uses it to protect justice.

Finally, Zhao Zilong put on his dried clothes and trousers, tied his belt, put on socks and boots, stuck a dagger at his right foot, and then took the dried rucksack and loaded it with a monocular, a towel, a gas mask, a water bottle, and a few compressed biscuits.

After eating a few wild fruits, Zhao Zilong rested with a special debugging method.

He decided not to leave today because he was wounded, and besides, there were devil troops all around.

-

"Teacher, how is your hand hurting?"

Back at the camp, Takehito walked into Matsui's barracks and saw the other party with gauze on his left hand, hanging from his chest, sitting at the table, studying the drawings.

"It's a bone, and it looks like it will take a while." Matsui shook his head and replied with a wry smile.

"Teacher, go back to China to recuperate." Takehito brought it up.

"Nope! This little injury is nothing in front of the cause of the great empire? Loose Buttercup shook his head, and then he looked left and right, and drank away the ghost guards.

As soon as the personnel left, he smiled at Wu Ren and said, "Your Royal Highness, come and take a look, I have spelled out the treasure map." ”

"What?" When Wu Ren heard this, he immediately raised his eyebrows, and hurriedly asked, "Teacher, did you really spell out the map?" ”

"Just take a look." Matsui Shiyin was holding a drawing, and Takehito hurriedly approached to pick it up and look at it.

"This is the pattern I found in the Northeast, and the pattern on the bronze tripod that Matsui Jiro gave you, this map, showing that the treasure is near Shandong Feng County, but the specific location, I have to find out in person." Matsui explained.

"Great!" Wu Ren was immediately happy, and he continued: "I will inform my uncle Chao Xianggongjiu and ask him to speed up the attack on Nanjing, and then I will be able to go and find the third treasure conveniently." ”

"Oh. Teacher! How's that treasure in Qinglong Mountain going? Subsequently, Takehito asked Matsui Shiranu.

Matsui replied, "There are some mechanisms that can't be opened, but we'll dig them up as soon as possible to see how much treasure there is that hasn't been stolen." ”

"Okay." Wu Ren nodded, and then said, "Since the second treasure is ready to be found, then there is no need for soldiers to find those dings." ”

"You tell your uncle to give the order." Matsui Shiyin looked at the sniper rifle in Takehito's hand and immediately asked, "How is that Shina?" ”

"Didn't find him." Takeren shook his head and said, "But he was hit by me with a sniper rifle and fell into the river. ”

"Great! I trust your marksmanship, he won't survive. Thinking of the injury he had been caused by this person, Matsui Shiyin couldn't help but have a heart palpitation.

He said again: "Your Royal Highness, the military commander of China has caused so much damage to our army this time, I think you had better inform the people of the special high-tech department to come and help." ”

"Hmmm! I know. Thinking of the tragic death of his right-hand man, Da Xiong, Takehito immediately sank his face.

-

On the morning of December 7, 1937.

Nanjing City Presidential Palace.

Committee member Jiang was sitting at the table eating breakfast, his face looked haggard, and he had not slept well last night.

Because he received the military information sent back from the front, he knew that the devil troops had approached the first line of defense on the periphery. However, those national-army units could not hold and were ready to retreat.

So, after a few bites, he put down the dishes and chopsticks, and he was in no mood.

"Take a seat! Commission! There is good news. There is good news. At this moment, the adjutant hurried in with a newspaper.

"What's the news now?" Commissar Jiang glared at the other party with some dissatisfaction.

"Chair, look at this Shanghai newspaper." The adjutant explained excitedly as he handed over the newspaper: "Didn't you say before that you would send the military commander to assassinate those two hundred people and behead the devils?" Now their pictures are published in the newspapers. According to last night's news, the two men were cut off in the barracks, and 36 pieces of flesh were cut. Moreover, the person who infiltrated the barracks also blew up the arsenal, and although he was chased and killed by the devils, he seemed to have managed to escape in the end. ”

"Good! That's great! You go and check, is there a person named Long in the military command? Committee member Jiang looked at the newspaper and stood up happily.