Sixty kilometers away from Quanzhou, Hung Yen Town.

Hung Yen Town, is a small town near the whole state, since the fifth army was stationed in the whole state, the arrival of the army, indirectly led to the development of the local economy, so that all aspects of the state are lively, as if it has become the center of the surrounding towns, and Hung Yen, compared with the whole state, is not good, whether it is the scale or population, or the apparent degree of prosperity, it is a grade worse, compared with the heat of the whole state, slightly desolate.

During the day, Xing'an Town is as plain as water, but this small town is not simple, under the surface of the ordinary, what is hidden is a lot of unsightly business, the army is stationed in the whole state, driving all aspects of the state, and Xing'an Town, quietly, has also become a gathering place for black market business.

In fact, Hung Yen, which is not far from Quanzhou, happens to be the best place for this kind of business to take root and sprout, and Quanzhou is prosperous because of the garrison of the Fifth Army.

Here, there are three religions and nine streams smuggled from all over the salt, there are tobacco, there is grain, all kinds of informal channels resold living materials, food, native products, cloth, etc., there are also bloody murder weapons trade, this murder weapon, refers to all kinds of weapons and firearms and ammunition, here in the black market of weapons, you can almost find all kinds of Chinese army active equipment guns and ammunition.

Guangxi people are still martial, and everywhere there are militia groups, the people have more guns in their hands, more ammunition, the degree of dispersion of civilian firearms is worse than other provinces, and the same because of the factors of martial arts and militia groups, weapons can also be sold, the market and supply are very good, and then formed a virtuous circle, weapons and ammunition, there is a very market here, and after the Japanese army invaded Guangxi, it has promoted the development of the black market weapons business, the national army, the Japanese army is equipped with firearms, from the three eight guns, the formal, Czech light machine guns, eleven years of light machine guns, To the most rudimentary Hanyang eight-eight old sleeves and Guangxi's provincial-made rifles, and even the home-made firearms made by the mobile gun-makers themselves, can be found on the black market, these guns, a large number of resellers, scattered traffickers of gun dealers, people on the battlefield to steal and deserters to sell, there are also a lot of people, war, in the harvest of human lives at the same time, but also gave birth to the market prosperity of killing tools.

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In the early morning, in the town, on the streets of Xing'an Town, the people are sparsely sparse, strolling on the streets, the streets are not lively and not desolate, selling food, selling all kinds of gadgets, the people on the street still have some life breath and smiles on their faces, after all, this place has not been affected by the war, the militia soldiers patrolling on the street and the vigilant security regiment are also full of lazy atmosphere, only the light machine gun position at the entrance of the town, two old Lewis light machine guns, add a war atmosphere to the town.

In the town, in a spacious courtyard, the courtyard door is closed, from the outside, this is a huge courtyard, there are inner courtyards and outer courtyards and interconnected attics and warehouses, it seems to be a large family, inside and outside the courtyard, there are many sturdy men in ordinary clothes, which look ordinary and ordinary, but if you let the old rivers and lakes or the old soldiers look at it, you will definitely be able to detect the difference between these men.

Above the attic, behind the closed doors and windows, I don't know what is hidden, and there is an aura of danger.

In the inner courtyard, He Kun, the platoon leader of the baggage platoon of the teaching brigade, wore a melon skin hat, wore coarse cloth clothes, and stepped on a pair of cloth shoes, followed by twelve equally strong soldiers of the baggage platoon of the teaching brigade, He Kun appeared in this town where black market trading flourished, and its purpose was self-evident.

"Master Hu, this is the goods?"

He Kun looked at the three or four large dark green boxes in front of him, made a disgusted expression, and asked.

On the other hand, opposite He Kun, there was a short, plump middle-aged man, wearing a jacket, a pair of gold-wire glasses, and a pair of imported military boots on his feet.

The middle-aged man smiled: "That's right, this is what you have, why don't you open it and inspect it?" ”

He Kun still smiled calmly, in fact, he was still very panicked, he could see that the group of people he traded with were not good, and unlike ordinary black market dealers, most of these people had lives on their hands.

In this courtyard, not to mention anything else, it is the number of people, the people in this courtyard are more than four times more than the people in this class under him, and these people are carrying guys in their arms, He Kun also glanced at the attic, there are obviously people behind the window, the strength of this gang of people, the situation of black eating black, may not be able to happen, He Kun regretted a little why he didn't take an extra squad when he went out, or he Jinhai's engineer platoon asked a squad veteran to come over to help.

However, the person is already here, He Kun can only hold on, fortunately, He Kun also rolled over on the battlefield, although the momentum on his body is not as good as Zhang Wei and other combat officers, in front of this rich black dealer, he can also have a four or five point advantage.

In fact, this middle-aged black dealer was also a little frightened of He Kun in his heart, because the sharp-eyed dealer also guessed He Kun's identity and was a soldier!

"Okay, since you said so, then let's inspect the goods!"

He Kun pointed to the box on the ground.

The middle-aged black dealer smiled at He Kun in return.

"Come on, open the box for He Ye!"

Four or five men immediately stepped forward, one holding a crowbar in his hand, and the four of them worked together to pry open the dark green box with a crowbar.

"Click".

The lid of the box is opened and falls to the ground.

He Kun took a step forward and stepped forward, in the box, there were a lot of straws, chaotic straw, but they couldn't stop the murderous aura emanating from the box, He Kun leaned over and saw that inside the box, a cannon barrel was lying quietly in the box, the cannon barrel was not long, but the condition was very good, and there was no wear and tear.

The dark barrel is not long, but it is extremely murderous.

Next to the short barrel was a tripod with several fixed screws and nuts, a round steel column slightly longer than the barrel on the tripod, and a partition inside the box, on which was a pair of mirrors that looked very sophisticated.

He Kun looked at it for a long time, although he didn't understand artillery, but he could guess by looking at the shape of this artillery, this was definitely a flat-fire artillery, and it was a brand-new flat-fire gun.

In order to further investigate the quality of the artillery, He Kun squatted down and picked up a pile of straw covering the gun, and as the straw was peeled off, the artillery in the box was more clearly displayed in front of He Kun's eyes.

On the inner wall of the box, a conspicuous black text caught He Kun's eyes.

Liao's fourteen-year-old three-life seven-level shooting cannon, in January of the twentieth year of the Republic of China, it was made by the factory.

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