The two canisters of sarin gas were snatched from the Purifier clones, and on the day he was expelled from the six-story building, he found several Purifiers tinkering with something in a flat field about three kilometers away from the Evil Spirit's station. Originally www.biquge.info he had planned to take the risk of killing the clones and take possession of their equipment and the pickup truck, but after observing for a while, he found that the "purifiers" were carefully handling a few things that resembled homemade rockets.

This is a home-made rocket similar to that commonly used by militias in Syria, but the procedures operated by the "purifiers" are clearly not fiddling with ordinary heavy weapons. Jin Peng served as a PLA compulsory soldier for two years, and the type of soldier happened to be the anti-chemical warfare army. If someone else really doesn't notice anything wrong with these "purifiers", they themselves are dressed according to the standards of preventing biochemical plagues.

The direction of the rockets should be the six-story building where the "evil spirits" are stationed, and the clones in the vicinity have been emptied by the "evil spirits" team, and these "purifiers" have made these earth-made rockets with materials, apparently to kill them.

Despite being just cheated by a green tea, he was charged with stealing team members and expelled from the "Evil Spirit" team's residence. But Jinpeng didn't want these "purifiers" to successfully launch these fueled home-made rockets over there. It wasn't what he wanted to do, but now was the perfect time for him to sneak up on these "purifiers".

The only thing that was driven away was an export-oriented Type 95 assault rifle, two magazines, and a total of 60 rounds. If he didn't seize this fleeting opportunity to get supplies, he would definitely not survive for three days when he was out alone. There were a few "purifiers" in front of him who were carefully handling biological and chemical weapons, and they didn't even send a guard post, and they all gathered together to fiddle with those home-made rockets, just to send him equipment. No matter what he had with the "evil spirit" before, it was impossible to miss this opportunity to vent his anger. Once fired, he only had the sixty rounds in his hand, and he was completely unsure of winning the battle against these "purifiers".

Perhaps because there was no lifting equipment, and those home-made rockets were too heavy, those "purifiers" could only call for help, and Jinpeng used a magazine of thirty rounds to kill the few "purifiers" who were huddled together.

When he finished cleaning the battlefield and pried open the home-made rockets, he found that there was canned sarin gas inside. He dismantled the gas canisters and hid them in a hidden place. As the situation in New York City worsens, he has to use most of the gas to empty the clones near his hiding area. On the eve of the teleportation, he waited for the arrival of the crossing with the last two cans of sarin gas.

Jin Peng's purpose is very simple, if he crosses over and is still not accepted by the people in the green paint area, then he can only survive by relying on two cans of big killing weapons.

Jinpeng cut the skinned rabbit into small pieces, distributed it to a small pot, added clean snow, and boiled it on a small homemade stove. As long as the flue of this special small oven is right, the fire cannot be seen in the distance, this equipment is more important to him than many things, without it many times in order not to be detected by the enemy, Jinpeng can only eat raw meat.

Stewed with rabbit meat, Jinpeng began to fiddle with his radio again, which he had removed from an off-road vehicle. At first, he used it to get a radio call from a nearby clone. However, the weather in New York has been windy and snowy recently, and his solar charger can barely maintain the standby power of the mobile phone, and there is no spare energy to charge the battery of this civilian car radio station.

Unfortunately, after crossing over, it was also rainy and snowy, and now his mobile phone has been turned off due to lack of power, and it is even more impossible to make the radio station work. Jin Peng looked at the radio station carefully, hoping that it had not lost any parts due to the crossing, otherwise where would he go to find the green paint area.

While Zhao Yi was on fire because he couldn't find the remaining five people, the old witch in the Forbidden City was also angry about this group of people who suddenly appeared on the Liaodong Peninsula and called themselves Great Song Dynasty. The celebration of her sixtieth birthday was not completed, and Cixi's temper became more and more difficult to fathom in the past year, and even the most favored eunuch was as cautious as walking on thin ice in front of her.

Yesterday, I didn't know which one didn't die, but I listened to a little song from the foreigners, and actually ran to Lafayette to offer treasures. At first, Galeries Lafayette thought it was a novelty, this little song was played with Western musical instruments, but it was sung in Huaxia, which was different from the opera that Lafayette listened to. The lyrics are very straightforward, but the melody is very beautiful, Lafayette liked it very much, and heard that many people outside were singing, so he sent someone to inquire about the origin of this little song.

This can be regarded as a big disaster, the person who offered the treasure can be regarded as a slap on the horse's leg, this little song originates from the pseudo-Song Kingdom, even if this song is ironic, Kangxi Ye ceded his ancestral land to Lao Maozi. Isn't this a direct poke at the sore spot of the people? Is this land cutting thing something that can be brought up casually? Moreover, Kangxi Ye is respected as the Holy Ancestor, this expulsion of Tsarist Russia and the signing of the "Treaty of Nebuchu" have long been recorded in the merits of the Holy Ancestor, and now these ill-intentioned pseudo-Song people actually want to use this little song to overturn the case, isn't this confusing? Li Lianying also secretly scolded the fool who offered the treasure in her heart, isn't this uncomfortable for herself.

"This Wu Dashi has surrounded that group of pseudo-Song people at the end of Haicheng for nearly a month, why don't you have a letter of approval, will this be the camp of this gang of anti-thieves?" Cixi asked Rong Lu, who was kneeling on the ground.

"Back to Lafayette, there are still a large number of people and horses in the vicinity of this Haicheng, and the tripartite military formations are intertwined and contain each other. Wu Dayi really couldn't spare more manpower to exterminate the puppet Song camp in the area of Dashiqiao. Rong Lu replied cautiously.

"Then destroy this pseudo-Song first, and then deal with the Japanese Yi. Singing this kind of small song, this pseudo-Song rebellion is clearly revealed, how can it be connived at and let it become bigger, I am afraid that it will be another disaster comparable to long hair in the future. Cixi's self-confidence came up again, and she showed the momentum of single-handedly challenging the Eight Kingdoms in the future.

Lord Zhongtang, who was far away in Tianjin, received a telegram from Guangxu and Cixi urging him to use troops to drive away the puppet Song army on the Liaodong Peninsula. Why are you going to provoke that big song again? This situation has dragged on and harmed the interests of the great powers, so naturally someone will come out to mediate, which will provoke a powerful opponent for themselves, isn't this looking for death?

"Father, a few days ago, both the capital and Tianjin Wei were singing a little song, I think the two in the Forbidden City received some kind of wind." Li Jingfang said to Li Zhongtang.

"Oh, what kind of song has provoked the current saint and Lafayette so angry?" Li Hongzhang asked.

Only then did Li Jingfang tell the story of MissFox's song "On the Shore of Lake Belga". Only then did Lord Zhongtang understand why the two of them in the Forbidden City were crazy. As the saying goes, hitting people doesn't slap their faces, and this story made up by MissFox is really straight to the face of the adult. Didn't you say that your ancestors were arrogant, let me tell you, your ancestors had a bad tradition of ceding land and seeking peace, not to mention that the current generation is not as good as the next.

Of course, Lake Belga was snatched back by Kangxi and Qianlong after killing Khalkha and Dzungaria, and under the transportation conditions at that time, the Qing army really could not guarantee the logistics of such a remote area, so it had to sign the "Treaty of Nebuchu" to cut off the area on the east bank of Lake Belga, and when it came to Yongzheng, it was all ceded to Tsarist Russia.

However, in MissFox's version of the story, it is mentioned that during the Tang Dynasty, Lake Berga was in the territory of the Central Plains regime, and the Great Song Dynasty was the orthodox one who took over the Central Plains regime.

I couldn't do it before, I ran away, but now I'm strong, I'm going to snatch it back, and we don't recognize the treaty signed by your Manchurians. This is equivalent to not recognizing the rule of the Manchus over China, can Guangxu and Cixi not jump their feet?