"The meat buns with thin skin and big filling, and the fragrant soup are delicious!! Steaming hot come and buy it!! A burst of Wu Yue's soft language, which the northerners couldn't understand, spread.

It was almost dawn at seven o'clock in the morning, and it was a clear sky with endless clouds floating in the sky. For the old Shanghai in the 1932s, there was no pollution and noise like the 21st century, and the streets and alleys were full of busy scenes at dawn, although it was still winter, but because of its proximity to the sea, the apocalypse was still warmer than in the north.

Early in the morning, the vendors put out all kinds of breakfast they had prepared, and kept shouting at the top of their voices. If you want to say which kind of breakfast food in Shanghai is the best, of course, among them, the famous soup dumplings in Jiangsu and Zhejiang are the most famous, among which the most famous local in Shanghai is the Chenghuang Temple steamed buns. This is the favorite of Shanghai people, and if you don't eat a mouthful of Shanghai's authentic soup dumplings and don't drink a mouthful of Shanghai's authentic tea, you won't be considered to have been to Shanghai.

Before going to the international city of Shanghai, Zhao Heng, who was about 1.9 meters tall, and twenty clones who were also about the same size under his command changed into an enlarged model of the Australian winter military coat during World War I, wearing a large fur hat unique to the suede military cap like the later republican ** team.

What's even more powerful is that in addition to the two guns inserted in the holster under the left and right armpits, there is a holster hanging on the belt of the right waist with a hand/gun, and he follows the American western cowboy to place the hand/gun.

The one in the right armpit holster is actually the famous Smith and Wesson M500 revolver/gun (12.7 mm caliber hand cannon) with five rounds, the other is a reinforced version of the 28 mm four-round Stollag hand gun with a holster inserted in the right waist belt, and the last one is the equally famous 0.5-inch caliber extended sleeve with an extended double-row magazine Sandhawk hand/gun inserted in the left armpit holster.

This sand eagle has become the standard equipment of Zhao Heng and all the clones who are about to enter Shanghai, which is equivalent to Zhao Heng himself being equipped with only one, and almost each clone is equipped with two as standard, except for these powerful semi-automatic hands/guns and revolvers/guns. Zhao Heng, who is also fond of cold weapons, gave himself and others a pair of 1.42 meters long, 1.1 meters long, seven centimeters wide, 35mm thick, and 32 centimeters long The sharp imitation of the Tang Dynasty knife in the horizontal knife imitation, the knife is made of high-strength titanium alloy steel in a vacuum environment.

In addition to these, everyone carried a large 35L barrel bag with a large volume of various items, speaking of which, Zhao Heng also brought a lot of bullets like these clones who were about to enter the city together, 0.5 inch bullets Zhao Heng brought nearly four or five hundred rounds, 28 mm bullets were only 100 rounds, and the rest were 1,500 rounds of 0.5 inch bullets brought by each clone. I also brought a lot of first-aid medicines, such as antidote and neutralization drugs, as well as equipment and disinfection equipment for taking bullets.

The female clone communications officer, who was about 1.8 meters tall and the co-captain of the battleship, was not equipped with the kind of horizontal knife that was almost sharp and perverted, but had two sand eagles of the same model as everyone in her waist and a 24-inch satchel that could fit a laptop (anything the size of a 17.3-inch and 18.9-inch laptops could easily fit in), and everyone was fully equipped and swaggered on the edge of downtown Shanghai.

After strolling for dozens of minutes, the time pointed to eight o'clock in the morning, and everyone who has approached this modern international city is full of curiosity about their surroundings along the way, except for meeting some Shanghai residents who pass by pointing at themselves and others, and they have not encountered the pickpocket plot usually encountered in TV dramas (please, More than 20 of you are about 1.9 meters of little giants and carry a ridiculously long big knife, the woman is very arrogant and inserts two sand eagles in the holster on her waist, as you walk around, the coat occasionally shows from time to time, it is estimated that the gang of pickpockets and other guys dare not come forward at all. Take a look at what you are wearing, the typical Australian military uniform of World War I does not even dare to step forward without knowing the details, such a big man walking on the road even the foreign adults in the eyes of Shanghai residents can only look up, more than 1.9 meters tall is really very bluffing! The female clone communications officer, who had not even eaten anything in the morning, pointed to Zhao Heng and the others, who had also not eaten in the morning, and pointed to the fragrant bun in front of them, and the morning shop that kept shouting and shouting: "Commander, let's go to the breakfast shop opposite for breakfast, shall we?" ”

As soon as he said this, everyone's stomachs were growling, everyone looked at me, I looked at you, and finally stared directly at the leader and top boss in front of him, Long Bazun, Zhao Heng's own belly was actually growling, looking at the expectation of more than 20 eyes, Zhao Heng simply waved his hand and pointed to the front: "Go, go eat, fill your belly and do things." ”

As soon as I walked into the breakfast shop where there were still not many people, an enthusiastic shopkeeper hurriedly greeted him with a stumbling Beijing film with an accent from Jiangsu and Zhejiang: "What do you want to eat?" ”

In fact, Zhao Heng has never been to Shanghai, and he is almost blind to the snacks here, and he thought about the Shanghai breakfast he had seen on the Internet before, and he nodded to the shopkeeper randomly: "Come to twenty or thirty cages of your buns here, with some side dishes and the like, and then serve us some soup or porridge porridge or something." ”

After listening to Long Bazun's words that he didn't understand anything, the shopkeeper did not use the local Shanghainese dialect to scold people, and saw that there was a reason to refuse the business when it came to the door, but nodded with a shy old face that looked crumpled and nodded again and again: "Okay, you can come right away." I saw the smiling shopkeeper turn to the guy who was busy in the back room and shouted at the top of his voice: "Ade, hurry up and bring out thirty steamed buns, and some side dishes and porridge." These dozen military masters are waiting!! ”

In less than two minutes, I saw a young man with a little dark skin, about one meter seven or eight years old, less than twenty-three years old, and his body was not very strong, holding a big stack of old and tall steamers in both hands, and walked out with a little difficulty, sweating profusely to Zhao Heng and the others sitting on the seat: "Here, the steaming and fragrant meat buns are on the table." Several military masters use it slowly. ”

Seeing that this young man's hands were shaking and seeing that the steamer he was holding almost fell to the ground, a clone beside Zhao Heng hurriedly stepped forward to support the young man who looked a little tired, took the steamer and put it on the table effortlessly: "Little brother, let me come, you go and do the rest." ”

The young man thanked the giant who helped him, if it wasn't for the giant in front of him, he would probably have messed up, and he would have been fired by the shopkeeper again, he said to the clone in front of him, "Thank you, Master Jun, you are really a good person." ”

Zhao Heng noticed that the young man in front of him had a bookish breath all over his body, so he said to him: "What is the name of the little brother, you look like a scholar." ”

The dark-skinned young man looked at the person in front of him and thought for a while before he said: "Oh, my name is Yan Jiaao, I used to study science and engineering at Northeastern University, because the 918 little devils came to occupy our three eastern provinces, so I had to run south with my family from the three eastern provinces all the way to Shanghai......

The young man then continued: "Why is this, doesn't Young Marshal Zhang have a powerful Northeast Army, why don't you resist, why let the little Japanese devils occupy our three eastern provinces, and cause us Northeast people to live everywhere in a foreign land!" Woo......" said the young man from the Northeast and cried.

An old man sitting in the morning shop next to him sighed after hearing this: "Alas, it's all caused by this world, our Chinese national strength is not strong, and all cats and dogs run to our heads to and urine, the country's misfortune." Little Japan is a white-eyed wolf that can't be fed!! ”

Hearing the old man say this, the shopkeeper was so frightened that he came to the old man and persuaded: "Old man be cautious, let the little Japan passing by hear it, but there is no good fruit to eat." ”

The stubborn old man said: "Hmph, is the old man still afraid of life and death when he is in his prime!" ”

Several Japanese people who passed by the early shop dressed as ronins heard that someone inside said that they were white-eyed wolves who could not be fed, and the Japanese with more poisonous eyes among them found out that the person who spoke was an old man, and these Japanese who were usually used to showing off their might not only threatened but also took out their katana and stepped forward to threaten the old man: "Baga Yalu, old man, your conscience is greatly broken!" You retract what you just said! Otherwise, it's dead, it's dead!! ”

Just when the old man was about to scold the Japanese ronin in front of him with righteous words, Yan Jiaao, who was talking to Long Bazun and the others just now, couldn't control it anymore and stood up and pointed at the Japanese ronin in front of him and shouted: "Phew! Oriental dog!! Get out of the way!! You are not welcome here!! ”

As soon as he couldn't scare the old man, he was scolded by the shop guy who didn't slip in front of him, and he was actually scolded as a dog! This can make this group of Japanese ronins how can they stand such an insult, so one of the ronins took out his katana and pointed the tip of the knife at the young man in front of him and roared: "Yaga Yalu!" The people of China! I'm going to teach you a good lesson!! Wow, ahhh......h

Seeing that someone was bleeding or even dying, Zhao Heng couldn't stand it anymore, he stood up and stared at the Japanese ronin in front of him viciously, took out the horizontal knife tied to his back and pointed the tip of the knife at the Japanese ronin who was going to teach people and shouted: "Stop, don't you think it's a shame to beat an unarmed person!" Let me accompany you!! ”

The owner of the steamed bun shop was anxious to see that he was about to fight in the steamed bun shop, and the little belongings he had accumulated with great difficulty was about to be ruined, so he only persuaded the Japanese ronin and Long Bazun with a crying face: "A few masters, don't, don't fight here, please......"

Several Japanese ronins who were frightened by Zhao Heng's height and vicious appearance suddenly heard such persuasion from the owner of the bun shop behind them, and one of the ronins kicked over in annoyance: "Get out!" ”

The shopkeeper who was kicked to the ground by the ronin directly exclaimed, "Ah......hh

The clones who were still feasting on the table just now all stood up and stepped back to leave a large enough space for Long Bazun to move, and the women among them helped up the shopkeeper who was kicked to the ground: "Are you okay?" ”

The owner of the shop who was helped up was reluctant to look at his steamed bun shop despite the painful eyes on his body: "My shop, my shop ......"

Seeing the owner of this shop like this, Zhao Heng shouted in his loud voice: "Apologize to the owner of this shop, otherwise don't want to get out of here!" ”

The ronin on the other side didn't seem to hear this, but instead asked where the horizontal knife in Zhao Heng's hand came from: "Baga Yalu, how can you have a knife?!" ”

Too knife? Is Little Japan sick! Zhao Heng was angry, obviously he was holding a horizontal knife from the Tang Dynasty of China, how could he suddenly become a knife in the mouth of a little devil. Zhao Heng opened his mouth and scolded: "Taidao? What idiot said this is too knife! This is the horizontal knife in the Tang style broadsword! It is the big sword of the Chinese Tang Dynasty!! Keep your dog's eyes open and see clearly that this is a Chinese knife, not your garbage knife like scrap iron!! ”

The samurai treasure knife in his hand that has been handed down for I don't know how many years has been scolded as a garbage knife like scrap iron, and it is a tolerable devil ronin who finally broke out: "Yaga Yalu!" Our katana is not scrap metal!! You insulted the honor of the samurai, you have to apologize to us!! Although he said this, he did not dare to move half a step forward. Why? Because Zhao Heng's size is too big, coupled with the horizontal knife in his hand that is almost one meter and five, who can confidently withstand the past, it is a fool's behavior to move forward, the little devil is not stupid, and he knows very well that the current situation is not good for him, but as long as he waits for reinforcements to come, it will be easy to do.