As we enter the southern part of the Liaodong Peninsula, the snow gradually decreases and stops. After Pulandian, not only did it no longer snow, but the weather also cleared. It seems that bad weather is only raging in the north.

Since entering the area controlled by the Qing army, Xu Xiangde and Wu Yanbin couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. According to what Xu Xiangde said, now, they don't have to worry about their lives.

Driving in southern Liaoning, I saw that there were remnants of defeated soldiers everywhere, and even at night it was chaotic. Some of the artillery and supplies were being pulled to the north, while others were piled up on the side of the road, and no one cared about them. Whether it is an official or a soldier, people are all panicking. It is now less than twenty kilometers away from the coast of the Yellow Sea to the west. More than ten kilometers east of the sea is the Changshan Islands.

Driving here, Xu Wu and the others were very tempted, and they both had an impulse in their hearts, and they wanted to call directly to answer, then turn the steering wheel to the east, go straight to the coast, and then get on the boat to get out of danger. But reason tells them that it is far from easy to get close to the shores of the Yellow Sea here. On the contrary, it is easier to get closer to the coast in the northern part of the Liaodong Peninsula.

On the eastern sea of southern Liaoning is the northernmost territory of the Ming Dynasty, the Changshan Islands, and the coast here is also the most tightly controlled by the Qing army. There is not a single residential area within five kilometers of the coast, and there are barbed wire, mines, searchlights, watchtowers, and frequent patrols by Qing army patrols led by wolf dogs...... Every year, hundreds of people are killed for crossing the five-kilometer death zone.

On the coast of southern Liaoning, there is not even a small sampan. Even in the entire Liaodong Peninsula, lifebuoys, life jackets, car inner tubes, empty oil drums...... and so on, everything that can be inflated and float is also listed as **, and it is forbidden for people to have it. Even this kind of stuff in the army is strictly controlled to prevent it from leaving the army. It has truly achieved "no piece of board can go to the sea". Therefore, some people who were lucky enough to escape to the beach were either caught and shot because they could not find any means to cross the sea, or they risked their lives to swim in the sea and were drowned and frozen to death.

Although Liaonan is now in chaos and the coastal blockade area may be loosened, Xu Xiangde also decided not to take this risk and went to Lushun as originally planned.

……

When it was almost dawn, the car stopped on the side of the road, Xu Wu and the others went to the back to find two Qing soldiers of similar stature, took off the Ming army uniforms, changed into their Qing army uniforms, and then took out two civilian clothes from the spare clothes for the two Qing soldiers to put on, and stuffed the two sets of Ming army uniforms.

Towards dawn, they entered the Golden State. Jinzhou is where Dalian was located in the future. This place suddenly narrowed in 6 places, and the narrowest place was only seven kilometers, and there was the sea on both sides. Here the chaos of the Qing army was slightly better, and they were subjected to an interrogation. Of course, none of them had any documents, but the Qing corporal told the sentry that they were all sent by the Lushun Fleet Headquarters to the front line to collect important information, and they were attacked by the Japanese army and escaped death. He also held the camera and video camera to the sentry's eyes, shaking.

The sentries were all frightened by the high-level equipment they had never seen before, and the deserters who came to the front would only surrender to the Japanese and never return them. And these high-level things in their hands, how can they have them if they don't collect intelligence? …… Besides, it's so chaotic now, and military vehicles are heading south and north every hour...... One moment I'm still here as a sentry, and the next moment I might be pulled into the team and transferred to the north to be cannon fodder. No one will give themselves an extra ocean if they catch a spy, and no one will hold them accountable if they infiltrate a spy...... It's better to have more than one thing!

As a result, the military vehicle smoothly drove across the Isthmus of Jinzhou and entered the Arthur Peninsula.

Lushun fortress, the city is high and the walls are strong. After the First Sino-Japanese War, the Northern Qing Dynasty court faced the slaughtered city of Arthur, learned from the pain, and decided to build this place into the "first fortress in Northeast Asia". The city wall of Lushun is no longer an adobe brick, but a large stone with cement joints in the middle. According to the requirements of the beginning of the 20th century, the city walls were to withstand the bombardment of 14-inch siege artillery. The two highlands of Lao Tieshan in the west of the city and East Jiguan Mountain in the east of the city also have their own fortress forts, which look down on Lushun City and the entire Port of Arthur. As long as these two fortresses are not lost, Lushun will not be lost.

Xu Xiangde and Wu Yanbin were in the cab, and when they saw the city from afar, their hearts were cold.

…… Unless the defenders take the initiative to surrender, if the Ming army attacks hard, the dead will go to the dead sea.

……

At six o'clock in the morning, they stopped at the Sanli Bridge, a kilometer from Arthur City, where they made another contact with the Dongjiang Fleet.

This time they didn't use Suzhou dialect again, but still used code language. Xiuxiu said very briefly, let them hide the film in a safe place first, and then go to meet the commander of the Arthur fleet as an envoy of the Ming Dynasty. There were already the envoys sent by the Ming Dynasty earlier, and now as long as Xu Wu and the others joined them in the same capacity, they could use their radio to contact the rear. More on that later.

Xu Xiangde changed back into the uniform of the Ming army officer, left the car, radio, weapons, and film and negatives to Wu Yanbin, and only took his Ming army ID with him, and planned to go to the Lushun fleet headquarters in the city alone.

"Xiao Wu," he said, "we can't do exactly what they have to say. The Suzhou woman on the radio is not authentic, it seems that she only thinks about how to let us go back, and doesn't think about how to make us meritorious. In this way, we joined the Ming envoys, so even if the Arthur fleet surrenders to the Ming Dynasty, what else will we do? Where do we play?

"Now we are divided into two ways, I go into the city, I wear this clothes, and I will definitely be detained when I enter the city. There must have been chaos at the gates of the city. A few of you took the opportunity to go into town with the film and try to find a place to wash the photos. Give all the money to the boss, wash out all the photos, and add a line below the photos: 'Ironclad evidence of the massacre of prisoners of war by the Japanese army'. Try to wash as many as you can, wash as many as you can.

"You hid the negatives in a safe place, took the photos with you, and thought of sneaking into the Lushun barracks and scattering the photos. At the same time, rumors were spread, saying that the brothers in the fleet could originally be submissive to the Ming Dynasty and become Ming people, but now the officials in the headquarters have collected money from the Japanese and want to sell the entire fleet to the Japanese...... It is said that the Japanese only need ships and no people, as long as they are all killed by soldiers in the Qing army. That said, it's better to have a mutiny. The more you make a fuss, the safer I will be at the headquarters. Do you understand? ”

Wu Yanbin knew what he meant, nodded excitedly, and said:

"Brother Xu, take care!"

Xu Xiangde took out the pistol, handed it to Wu Yanbin, then patted him on the shoulder, and said:

"Take care!"

……

Wu Yanbin drove a truck, carrying ten Qing soldiers, followed behind Xu Xiangde, and drove slowly and leisurely. When he was about to reach the city gate, he stopped the car and watched Xu Xiangde stride towards the city gate.

In an instant, the city gate exploded. A Ming army officer openly swaggered into the city, which really broke through the imagination of the sentry at the city gate. More than a dozen Qing soldiers shouted at the gate of the city, and as soon as they swarmed up, Xu Xiangde was immediately cut with his arms behind his back, pressed to the ground, and put more than a dozen guns on the back of his head.

All the Qing soldiers were shouting "hands up" in a majestic manner, and at the same time desperately squeezed into the crowd, using various weapons against the back of this Ming army officer. The Qing soldiers around who were slow to react also reacted one after another at this time, rushed in, pressed on the pile, took out their guns and stuffed them down, and shouted "Raise your hands" in their mouths.

Now, there are nearly 20 Qing officers and soldiers pressed on Xu Xiangde, and everyone is showing their bravery and loyalty to the country.

Wu Yanbin's eyes widened, and he almost opened his jaw. He was really worried that Xu Xiangde would be crushed to death. …… Seriously, if all the dangers came along the way, and when they came to the city gate, they were crushed to death by a group of Qing soldiers with "Roshan", it would really be ......

But he didn't dare to stay, he knew he should seize this rare opportunity.

Wu Yanbin looked eagerly at the pile of "Roshan", silently recited a sentence of "Brother Xu's good luck" in his heart, stepped on the accelerator, and drove into Lushun City.

Until he entered the city dozens of meters away and had turned and disappeared from view, the "Roshan" at the gate of the city was still increasing the number of people.

……

Wu Yanbin drove around the city in a military vehicle, stopping from time to time to let a Qing soldier go down to inquire about where there was a place to wash photos. Soon, they parked their car in front of a photo studio.

This photo studio is very large, but it is the only one in the city, and the owner is the younger brother of the brother-in-law of the old brother-in-law of the director of the Fengtian Provincial Police Department, which is also a monopoly. Lushun City is so big and has so many residents, and there are hundreds of people who need to take photos and wash them every day. Although this photo studio is large, it simply does not meet the demand. However, it's still the same as elsewhere in the Qing Dynasty, as long as a ** with a background comes in this line, others don't want to do it unless the background is bigger.

The lobby of the photo studio was packed, and everyone was lining up, some were washing, some were taking pictures, and some were zooming in...... There was a tall window in the innermost part, and from time to time a weak voice came from inside:

"No. 132...... No. 132 ...... Do you hear that? I haven't heard of it! Okay, okay, next! Number 133! ”

At this time, an old man staggered over, holding the high window with both hands, and shouted with a smiling face:

"Oops...... Sir, sir...... I'm number 132, look, my list is here......"

As he spoke, he tried to put a slip into the window.

There was a sound of tearing paper coming from the window, and then a sheet torn in half flew out of the window and slowly floated down to the corner of the wall, with "Number 132" written on it.

The limp voice in the window continued:

"Okay, 132 has passed, take the number again and line up again! Next, number 133! ”

A young man in the back hurried up, hurriedly handed the list into the window, and smiled cautiously:

"Hehe, sir, I'm ...... number 133"

The old man was pushed aside, his face full of disappointment, and he almost cried.

……

Wu Yanbin stood at the door of the lobby, staring at all this blankly, and muttered:

"Oh my God...... This...... How so...... When will this *** be able to get on the turn......"

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