"The third mission of the plane: to track down the Chinese cultural relics collected by the Japanese army in North China, and to recover them to prevent them from flowing into Japan. The duration of the assignment is 20 days. ”

Just when Guo Qingyang's heart was furious, a system prompt suddenly sounded in his mind, which actually triggered the third mission of the plane, asking him to recover all the Chinese cultural relics collected by the Japanese army in North China and prevent them from being lost to Japan.

"That's fine, I didn't plan to let the little devil transport this batch of cultural relics smoothly, but now I can kill two birds with one stone!"

To track down the news of cultural relics, Wuxian is undoubtedly the best meeting point, Guo Qingyang can secretly follow the cultural relics transported from Wuxian, and then follow all the way until Tianjin Port traces all the cultural relics.

As a result, Guo Qingyang's original plan had to be temporarily suspended.

"If you are lucky, if it weren't for the fact that I could keep this line so that I could continue to track down the whereabouts of the cultural relics, I would have turned you upside down tonight!"

Forcibly resisting the urge to kill the Japanese army headquarters in Wuxian County, Guo Qingyang's body turned into a cloud of distorted light and shadow as when he came, and quietly left here.

Inoue Gotie and the other Japanese officers and soldiers didn't know that they didn't know that they had gone away tonight without knowing it.

Because he was not sure on which day the Japanese army in Wuxian County would transport the looted cultural relics away, in the next few days, Guo Qingyang did not leave Wuxian County to attack and kill the Japanese army in other places, but waited in the shadows, carefully observing the movements of the Japanese army.

On the fourth day, the sky was just dawning, and the three cars, under the protection of several three-wheeled motorcycles in front and behind, drove out of the gate of Wuxian County in a low-key manner and drove towards the north.

On a small hillside outside Wuxian County, Guo Qingyang's pine-like figure stood, separated by two or three hundred meters, coldly watching the Japanese convoy gallop along the avenue.

A smile floated on Guo Qingyang's cheeks, and the next moment his whole person swept out like a sharp arrow, following the Japanese convoy from a distance, and the speed was not slower than the car at all.

Although the Japanese convoy was not very fast, less than 40 kilometers, it was definitely not something that could be caught up by manpower alone. However, they never imagined that there were really people in this world who could catch up with the car.

"This magic talisman really deserves to be a high-level talisman, it easily allowed me to reach such a fast speed, and it didn't take much effort, it was really a must-have for home travel! It's just a pity that a talisman can only last for half an hour, which is a bit too short. ”

While following the Japanese convoy not far away, Guo Qingyang sighed in his heart that the magic talisman was easy to use.

After using up three magic talismans along the way, the Japanese convoy finally arrived at its destination, a railway station in a county town in northern China.

Seeing this, Guo Qingyang finally breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, the Japanese army was here to prepare to use the train to transport this batch of cultural relics, otherwise, the magic talisman on his body was not enough, it would be really difficult to say.

Because he basically understood the next movement of the Japanese army, Guo Qingyang tore open an invisibility talisman and went directly to the inside of the train station.

On the platform, under the supervision of Japanese soldiers, countless people carried sacks of food and other materials into the carriages.

And in one of the specially isolated platforms, groups of Japanese soldiers were carefully carrying sealed wooden boxes to a car behind the locomotive.

"There are more than a dozen carriages on this train, all of which are grain scavenged by the little devils, and the people around here have really suffered. When I have the chance, I will definitely serve them to a pot, and I won't leave any of them for the little devils! ”

Guo Qingyang relied on the fact that he was in a stealth state at the moment, and he was also smeared with medicinal powder to hide the smell, and he was not afraid that the wolf dog of the little devil would find out, and quietly sneaked over from the other side, he was basically sure that in this carriage, it was probably the cultural relics looted by the Japanese army in the surrounding area.

With a muffled "bang", a Japanese soldier's hand suddenly slipped, and then a wooden box that was being carried onto the carriage fell off and fell to the ground.

The lid of the wooden box was thrown aside, and a pile of ancient books, calligraphy, paintings, and other items were poured out of the overturned wooden box and scattered all over the ground.

"Yaga!" A Japanese soldier who was supervising next to him scolded angrily, strode forward and shot the soldier's face left and right, and slapped him several times, causing the soldier's face to swell and blood to flow from his mouth and nose.

"Hey! Hi! Hi ......"

Almost every time he was slapped, the Japanese soldier would say "hi" loudly, trying to stand up so that he would not be knocked to the ground by Nakasa.

"Idiot! If one of these things is damaged, even if you kill it, you can't make up for it! ”

The Nakasa scolded the soldier severely, then looked around again, and said loudly:

"Once again, I would like to stress that these are carefully selected and exquisite cultural relics, all of which are to be brought back to China and presented to His Majesty the Emperor! If anyone accidentally makes a mistake and damages one of them, I will definitely make him commit suicide by seppuku to thank the Emperor! Did you hear it all? ”

"Hey!" All the Japanese officers and soldiers present nodded in response, and the next carrying work became more and more cautious.

Half an hour later, after all the boxes containing cultural relics were loaded into the car, a carriage was stuffed to the brim, which shows how strong the little devil's ability to scrape the ground is.

The most important thing is that this is just something looted by a division of devils, Guo Qingyang really doesn't know how many cultural relics will be collected in Tianjin Port in the end.

But there is no doubt that it is an unimaginable astronomical number!

"Since I was able to meet them, I will never let any of these artifacts go to Japan! The little devil who entered the dog wants to plunder the precious heritage left by our Chinese ancestors and turn it into your spoils, dream about it! ”

"Woo-woo-"

With a long whistle, the whole train began to move forward slowly, and then gradually accelerated away from the train station and headed towards Tianjin.

The distorted light and shadow of Guo Qingyang's body were hidden in one of the carriages full of grain at this moment.

Originally, Guo Qingyang planned to hide in the carriage full of cultural relics, but the little devil took care of these valuable cultural relics very closely, not only leaving more than a dozen guards in that carriage, but also leaving a full reinforcement squad of soldiers in the vacant carriage behind.

Guo Qingyang was worried that the sound he accidentally made would alarm these little devils, so he simply stayed away.

Anyway, these things are all in the car, and I can't run away, and I'm really not busy at this moment.

What's more, if you accidentally startle the snake, your entire plan of action may be greatly affected, and if you can't complete the third task because of this small detail, it will really be worth the loss!