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"The system has been upgraded, and the next plane will be opened in an hour, please get ready."

Guo Qingyang stood in front of the window, looking at the large and small boats coming and going on the river in the distance, and couldn't help but have a faint smile on his face.

"I've waited so long, and it's finally time for this day."

In the fifty days of waiting for the system to be upgraded, Guo Qingyang felt very comfortable at first, but gradually he found that this kind of life was really too monotonous.

Guo Qingyang found that deep in his heart, he had some faint expectations for the way of life of shuttling through the plane for exploration, could it be that he was actually a person with an adventurous spirit in his bones?

In the last few days, Guo Qingyang told his parents that he wanted to come to Star City for development, and he re-entered the city where he had stayed for a total of six years, and bought a model house in a newly developed real estate in Hexi, with a two-bedroom apartment of less than 90 square meters.

For her son to go out again, although Guo's mother is reluctant, she is extremely supportive.

After all, the second elder doesn't want his son to lie on those millions like this, and he can have the idea of going out to do things, of course, he agrees.

Of course, they didn't know that the reason why Guo Qingyang wanted to leave home was to make it convenient. After all, in the future, he will always have such and such inconveniences when he shuttles back and forth between several planes like this, and it is better to be alone.

The reason why he did not choose the county seat of his hometown, but came to Star City again, Guo Qingyang was also so that he could collect some materials conveniently. As a provincial capital, Star City is, of course, far better than a small remote county.

At this moment, Guo Qingyang's carry-on storage space has a lot of extra things, including a complete set of wilderness survival equipment, as well as some protective items such as stab-proof vests and gas masks.

Even, Guo Qingyang prepared an alloy crossbow machine for himself, which has extremely strong penetration within eighty meters.

If it weren't for the fact that there was no way to get a gun, Guo Qingyang would still want to get one to defend himself.

After all, he doesn't know what kind of existence the plane opened by the system this time, and it's always good to have something more to defend himself.

After the system was upgraded, Guo Qingyang also shuttled to the Cangzhou Continent once, got a jar of the miraculous golden sore medicine from the sect, and also spent all his net worth to get three pills that could sustain his life.

As long as he is not injured in the kind of serious injury that immediately threatens his life, this elixir can make people delay for an extra hour, which has an irreplaceable huge effect for Guo Qingyang today.

An hour passed quickly, and with a prompt from the system, Guo Qingyang only felt that the scene in his vision was blurred for a while, and then he was already in a completely unfamiliar scene.

This is probably a small market town in the countryside, the surrounding buildings are old and dilapidated, and most of the passers-by are wearing old clothes with obvious Republican style.

From the conversation of passers-by, Guo Qingyang actually heard that this was the accent of North China, it seems that the proficiency of the four major languages is really not a chicken skill, and the proficiency in Chinese among them allows him to understand any dialect in Huaxia.

"Looks like this is also the Earth? It's just another parallel plane, and the age should be the Republic of China period, right? I don't know what year it is, but I hope it won't be the years when the Japanese army fully invaded China, otherwise this place in North China would be too dangerous. ”

Guo Qingyang was praying in his heart not to encounter the era of danger everywhere during the Anti-Japanese War, but unexpectedly, the prompts that followed by the system broke his wish.

Time: August 20, 1941 (the 30th year of the Republic of China). Location: Zhangjiaji, a county in North China. ”

"The first mission of this plane: to find the local guerrillas and assist them in disrupting the Japanese army's next sweep of the base area."

Guo Qingyang wailed in his heart: I'll go, do you want to carry the idea like this?

This was only the first task of the plane, and Guo Qingyang almost felt that he couldn't complete it at all.

Not to mention how can a person of unknown origin find the local guerrillas, and even if he does, how can he win the trust of the other party? When the time comes, don't be shot by the guerrillas as spies, it will be a great tragedy.

What's more, the system even had to assist the local guerrillas in sabotaging the next sweep of the Japanese army, which was an even more difficult task.

"Damn, I have long expected that this plane will not be too simple, and I can't imagine that I still underestimate it!"

Guo Qingyang let out a wail in his heart, and as he walked down the street, he thought in his heart about how to find the local guerrillas and make them trust him.

Without this premise, it would be impossible to talk about assisting the other side in sabotaging the Japanese sweep.

As he walked, Guo Qingyang suddenly felt that his surroundings suddenly quieted down, and he couldn't help but wake up from his contemplation, and saw that the road ahead was blocked by several people.

The first person was wearing a black silk short coat, with most of his chest covered with black hair and a round belly exposed, and a bulging lump around his waist was obviously a short gun.

This man is not tall, with a typical middle-parted traitor's head on his head, his face is full of meat, and there is a dark red scar on his right cheek that is one finger long, which looks extremely hideous.

The few people who followed behind this short and stout man didn't look good, and they were all looking at Guo Qingyang with a stunned look with playful eyes at the moment.

Seeing that Guo Qingyang's gaze fell on him, the short man in the lead stretched out his hand and shouted:

"Boy, where did you get it? It looks like he's very raw, can't it be a spy sent by the Eighth Road? Come on, give me a good search! ”

With the short man giving an order, two people immediately walked out behind him, strode towards Guo Qingyang, and faintly blocked his way.

it! It's really lucky, and as soon as I came, I ran into two traitors.

Guo Qingyang secretly said unlucky, with a smile on his face that was neither humble nor arrogant, and opened his mouth with a standard Beijing piece (after mastering this skill in the four major languages, Guo Qingyang found that he could blurt out the dialect he wanted to speak, and the taste was extremely pure):

"This friend, I think you misunderstood, I'm not a spy sent by the Eighth Road."

"You say no, then it's not? Then you scar, I said that you are, and you have to be! ”

The man with the scar, who called himself "Master Scar", had a grim face, but he was muttering in his heart:

Where the hell did this white-faced little boy come from, he looks like he is not deeply involved in the world, scare it well, he should be able to knock out a lot of money.

Of course, Scar Ye would not think that Guo Qingyang was the eighth road, just his white and pure (well, in the eyes of these people like Guo Qingyang, his slightly wheat-colored skin fell into the eyes of these people, it turned out to be white and clean), and the Western clothes on his body that he had never seen but were clearly worth a lot of money were completely a foreign student's style, how could it be Tubalu?

Scar's mind is very simple, he just thinks that he has met a fat sheep and wants to knock on it.