Chapter Eighty-Seven: Arms

"Brother You, what should I do?"

Mao Qiang held the gun nervously and looked at the end of the street, where the figures were shaking, and a large number of unknown enemy troops were coming. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Run!" Jiang Yitao shouted, pulled Zhao Xue up, pulled his legs and ran away.

"You go first, I'll break off!" I waved them to go first, then pulled out my Thomson submachine gun and prepared to stop it.

If you don't hurt them, you probably won't be able to get rid of them.

At the head of the list was a group of police officers wearing black uniforms and white leggings. I hesitated, I don't know whether these policemen are good or bad on weekdays, after all, they are all Chinese, and I can't pull this trigger.

The muzzle of the gun was slightly angled in front of the gang of policemen, and then several grenades were thrown in the clearing, blowing up a cloud of smoke and taking the opportunity to escape.

These policemen are pampered on weekdays and rarely exchange fire with others, and they are so frightened that they dare not leave anymore when they see such a big scene.

Running wildly, he quickly escaped a few streets and slipped into an alley.

"Ho ho, I said almost, they shouldn't be able to catch up" Mao Qiang's physical strength was not good, and he couldn't run against the wall.

I looked down at the high wall next to it, and it seemed to be a large courtyard, and it was quiet inside.

"Up!"

Jiang Yitao crossed his hands and sent me to the wall, the yard was very empty and messy, as if no one had lived in it for a long time.

"Let's go, come in!"

I reached out and pulled my teammates up one by one and entered the yard together.

Behind the courtyard is a warehouse with a seal on the door, judging by the words on the seal, it is the 19th Army of the SH garrison.

I'm a little curious, since it's a military warehouse, why didn't I see soldiers defending it, could it be an abandoned warehouse?

"Wait!"

I saw that Jiang Yitao and others wanted to open the warehouse, and hurriedly stopped it, and the seal was easy to be discovered.

"Let's go here!" I pointed to the exhaust hole above the warehouse.

There were many sacks full of sacks in the warehouse, and when you poked them with a knife, they turned out to be white flowers.

"Didi"

There was the sound of a car horn outside the gate, and I quickly signaled the team members to hide in the back of the sack.

"Squeak"

The door was opened, and a group of people walked in. The group was oddly formed, with a few *** officers and a few civilians in suits and leather shoes.

"Yelu-kun, what do you think of here?" An officer smiled flatteringly, nodded and led the way.

Dog traitor!

What are the RB people doing here? Is it for the upcoming Battle of Songhu?

Thinking of this, I tilted my ears to the side, unwilling to let go of every word they said.

"Zhao Cheng, it's very good here, it seems that you still put some effort into your work. You take these, and there will be heavy thanks after the deed! ”

The leading RB man turned around and handed a box to Zhao Cheng.

"Haha, Yelu-kun, you're too polite, hahaha"

Opening the box, the dazzling golden light blinded Zhao Cheng's eyes, and he smiled from ear to ear.

"Brothers, hurry up and work, Uncle Paramount will treat me in a while!"

"Thank you, Company Commander Zhao!"

Dozens of soldiers walked in carrying wooden boxes, neatly stacked. The box was so heavy that I didn't have to open it to see that it was a weapon, and I could already smell the strong smell of gun oil.

"Ten days later, the original bear will bring someone over to get the weapons. Zhao Cheng, you have to bother a lot during this time."

"Okay, I'll do something for you with a hundred hearts!"

Seeing that the weapon had been moved, the RB man turned and left. When the RB people walked away, the adjutant came to Zhao Cheng's side and asked in a whisper:

"Sir, are we really going to do things for the RB people? I'm going to be poked in the back! ”

Zhao Cheng took off his white gloves and said casually: "Wang Zhifeng, how many years have you been with me?" ”

"It's been four years, sir"

"Four years, it's not a short time, I'm really reluctant!"

Hearing that Zhao Cheng's tone was wrong, Wang Zhifeng hurriedly touched his waist, but he was pointed at his forehead by a pistol and did not dare to move.

"Sir..."

"Bang!"

Zhao Cheng left with the people, leaving only a pool of dirty blood on the ground.

"Brother You, hurry up and look at things!"

Mao Qiang walked out, opened a wooden box, took out a Type 99 light machine gun, and played with it with love.

Jiang Yitao sighed and looked at the blood on the ground silently.

"When a national disaster comes, there will always be scum who defect to the enemy and betray the country, but there will always be heroes who come forward"

I patted Jiang Yitao on the shoulder, there were too many enemies, and I couldn't save this person named Wang Zhifeng, and I was also very sad.

"I must have done Zhao Cheng before leaving!" Jiang Yitao said hatefully.

"Definitely!"

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The weapons brought in were enough to arm a regiment, and it seemed that the Japanese had a big plan.

"What are we going to do with these weapons?"

Jiang Yitao picked up a Type 38 rifle and skillfully disassembled it to check.

"Anyway, it can't be left to the RB people, they are probably going to use this batch of weapons to disrupt the rear after the outbreak of the Battle of Songhu"

I've probably guessed the RB people's plan, they must have a lot of ronins and lurking agents in SH City, and this batch of weapons should be prepared for these people.

"But we can't take it away either!" Jiang Yitao said with some worry.

I am also a little embarrassed, I can only take one step at a time, this batch of weapons must be handed over to the real anti-Japanese troops!

We rested until the early hours of the morning, and before dawn, we secretly left the warehouse. Time is running out until the Japanese attack SH, and we must complete the task before then.

From time to time, a large number of troops were deployed on the streets, and pedestrians were in a hurry, and the clouds of war shrouded the entire entrance and exit of the British Concession, and a large number of British troops were on guard there, and many people from various countries with luggage and families wanted to enter the concession, which may be one of the few places of refuge in the war.

"Sanjay is serving in the patrol house of the concession, and the concession has been under martial law, how can we get in?" Jiang Yitao asked worriedly.

"How far is the patrol house from this entrance?" I asked, looking at the dense crowd.

"Three hundred meters, very close"

Thinking about the munitions, I probably have a plan, but now is not the time to implement it.

"Let's go, now it's imperative to find a car"

"Have you figured it out?"

"Hmm"

sh There are already a lot of cars, but there are not many that meet my requirements, not to mention that we don't have the money yet, and now we have to go to the old man of the black second, and we should be able to exchange it for a car with some arms.

We wrapped a wooden box in black cloth, carried it to the fishing village where the black boss was located, and knocked on the door of the black boss.

"It's you!"

Surprised by our arrival, Boss Black opened the door after confirming that we were not following anyone else.

"What's the matter with my little brother coming this time?" After closing the door, Hei Erji asked.

"I'm looking for your help"

"Oh, you are kind to me, as long as the little old man can do it, he will do his best"

I opened the box, took out a Type 38 rifle, threw it to the black second and said:

"I won't let you help out, and it's not a difficult thing to do"

"Haha, it's easy to say, it's easy to say!"

Hei Er's eyes lit up, and he agreed, guns are more precious than gold in troubled times.