Zhao Chuanxin can already see the coastline of Hokkaido.

Xingyue said: There are a few Japanese soldiers on the beach, do you want to do it?

"......" Zhao Chuanxin bared his teeth: "I suspect that you have self-awareness and emotions, but I have no evidence." ”

Xingyue: I didn't, I'm not.

If people's self-consciousness is the chemical reaction of hormones, then Zhao Chuanxin thinks that Xingyue may really be self-conscious.

Zhao Chuanxin had no intention of making a move, and went in a circle on the sea towards the north.

He also had to bypass the Japanese island of Rebun.

It then crosses the strait between Sakhalin Minami and Hokkaido North, landing in the middle from the Japanese town of Omarari.

The town of Omari was later renamed Korsakov when Russia fully occupied Sakhalin Island.

Fukami village under the rule of Omari Town.

Zhao Chuanxin took off his soft gold armor and wrapped himself in a thick, shabby but clean cotton robe, with a shiny deerskin cloak on the outside.

Other people's deerskin is rubbed oil, but Zhao Chuanxin's deerskin cloak is shiny and deliberately polished, which can be regarded as a clean camouflage.

He wears a roe deer scalp hat on his head.

His beard is not exempt from vulgarity, because his breath is frosty.

So from a distance, it seems quite a bit of integration into the local indigenous people.

It's just that the stature is much taller and more burly than the people here.

Zhao Chuanxin didn't go far before arriving at the Japanese old Kata Town Civil Affairs Office.

It was also a trading house in Japan's earliest days.

The streets were full of Japanese, and they all looked sideways at the sight of this guy wearing a roe deer scalp hat.

In fact, the aborigines of Sakhalin do not wear roe deer scalp hats, especially the hat has two horns on it.

But many people have a hard time distinguishing between the image of the aborigines, who are so unkempt and dirty.

Zhao Chuanxin didn't care about those, wearing glasses, wearing a cotton hand strap around his neck, and swaggering down the street.

The living conditions of the Japanese here are also very ordinary, with thin clothing, and they are curled up and unkempt when they go out.

The streets are lined with Japanese-style wooden houses, and Mr. Zhao is skeptical about their heating effect.

The eyes of the Japanese were a little sneaky and unruly, and Zhao Chuanxin glared back one by one.

He was already tall, and his clothes were even more bloated with three layers inside and three layers outside, and he looked like a large bear.

The diminutive Japanese who were glaring at them were so frightened that they quickly looked away.

This place is not big, and soon the Japanese police came in a hurry after receiving warnings from the people.

"Baga, Mao Min, who made you walk on the streets openly?"

The two short patrolmen roared menacingly.

Obviously, the indigenous people are not allowed to openly integrate into the Japanese community.

Zhao Chuanxin didn't speak, just spat on the ground.

This really angered the two patrol policemen, and they immediately stepped forward and twisted Zhao Chuanxin's arms, wanting to cut back, but the pair of arms were like steel cast iron and difficult to shake.

Good guy, not only can't your thighs but you can't beat your arms.

The two patrol officers were furious, and immediately took out a birch short stick and slashed it at Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin has been stunned to practice swords and demons recently, and any weapon in his eyes has become a sword.

Subconsciously wanted to dodge and then take the middle line to give the Japanese police an AOE range kill.

But suddenly, this is not a battle with the Desert Emperor, it's just a matter of two dishes.

He dodged slightly sideways, and with a shot like lightning, he easily grabbed the short stick, snatched it, and then threw it into the distance.

The short stick spun in the air, flew out for more than ten meters, and finally broke the window paper of the house with a "poof".

The people in that family were still watching the excitement, but they didn't want to harm the pond fish, so they suddenly wailed, turned around and went back to the house to get the paper paste window and re-mount it, otherwise they would freeze to death at night.

The two Japanese policemen were shocked and took a step back, and then stepped forward again to push Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin didn't resist, and just pushed and left.

So, the two policemen tried their best to put on a fierce look, but they carefully distanced themselves and took turns to push Zhao Chuanxin forward.

After a short time, I arrived at the Metropolitan Police Department of Omari Town.

Zhao Chuanxin suddenly raised his hand outside the Metropolitan Police Department.

The two policemen were startled: "Baga, Mao Min, what do you want to do?" ”

Zhao Chuanxin just stretched.

“……”

In fact, he took the opportunity to stretch his waist to throw out the stars and moon and the bronze eyes, and inserted his eyes in the hidden place of the eaves.

Zhao Chuanxin entered the Metropolitan Police Department, because there are still many policemen here, the two Japanese policemen finally felt angry, pointed at Zhao Chuanxin and said to his colleagues: "This Mao Min is barbaric, does not listen to discipline, and openly walks on our streets, everyone help subdue him and teach him a lesson." ”

"Inspect Jiangchuan, are you sure this is Mao Min? Mao Min didn't grow so tall, Mao Min was ugly, but this man was very handsome. ”

Patrol is the lowest level of police in the Metropolitan Police Department, which is equivalent to the patrol police in Japan.

"Dressed in animal skins, what is it that is not a Maomin?"

Seven or eight Japanese policemen outflanked Zhao Chuanxin at the same time, carrying short sticks in their hands and beating on their palms.

Zhao Chuanxin looked left and right, and picked up the copper old-fashioned cotton ink blotting pen from the table.

One person took the lead and smashed his head towards Zhao Chuanxin with a short stick.

Zhao Chuanxin was originally with his right foot in front and his left foot behind, but at this time, his right foot was suddenly withdrawn, and the head of the short stick was smashed five centimeters in front of Zhao Chuanxin.

As soon as Zhao Chuanxin's right foot was retracted, he stepped out again - lunge fencing.

He was tall and had long arms, so even if he only took a 10,000-year-old pen, he still stabbed the bridge of the nose of the Japanese policeman.

"Whew......"

The bridge of the nose of the Japanese police was directly crooked.

The rest of the police were confused.

I blanched ......

Behind him, a Japanese policeman does not believe in evil and wants to sneak attack.

Zhao Chuanxin's strange python turned over and stabbed in the middle of the situation.

"Whew......"

Another person didn't pick up the stick, but used the short stick as a knife to stab Zhao Chuanxin's waist.

Zhao Chuanxin came to a hidden move in Chinese swordsmanship - chasing the shape and cutting the pulse.

The arm is raised, and the pen is picked by ten thousand years.

grabbed the opponent's wrist at once.

If the Wannian pen is a sword, this move can directly cut off the opponent's wrist.

Rao is like this, and the strong force also makes the other party scream.

Someone slashed a short stick, wanting to sneak up on Zhao Chuanxin's temple from the side.

Zhao Chuanxin has long eyes on the back of his head - stabbing his throat sideways.

They didn't know that in the glasses, Zhao Chuanxin saw a 360-degree ring.

"Uh...... Hmmm......"

The short stick fell to the ground, and the sneak attack policeman covered his throat and his eyes bulged.

The rest of the police retreated.

I'm blanching, I'm blanching...... I've never seen a player holding a 10,000-year-old pen as a sword maker.

"You, who are you?"

Zhao Chuanxin was behind him with one hand, holding the pen in his right hand like a sword hanging on one side, he was really lonely.

He held his head high, looked at the sky at a thirty-degree angle, and the frost on his thick beard turned into water droplets and hung on it: "The remnants of blood are full of running pictures, and the blood is full of erhu, and there is no name." ”

“……”

At this time, a Japanese policeman went to the cabinet and took out a Type 30 rifle, holding it up with a hideous face and shouting: "It doesn't matter if you are famous or not, quickly put down the murder weapon in your hand." ”

Xingyue reminded Zhao Chuanxin: His gun is not bolted, rest assured.

When the rest of the Japanese policemen heard this, their faces were stunned at first: Do you call this a murder weapon?

But brazenness is the truest portrayal of their character, and they immediately shouted: "Yes, put down the murder weapon quickly, otherwise you will look good." ”

Zhao Chuanxin seemed to be afraid, and the 10,000-year-old pen in his hand "boomed" to the ground.

Japanese policemen with guns were triumphant.

The rest of the police rushed up to subdue Zhao Chuanxin.

They huddled together like chicks keeping warm, and arched Zhao Chuanxin into the back cell with all their milking strength.

Zhao Chuanxin didn't resist much, and let them push him into the cell.

He wanted to survey the terrain and Japanese institutions in the southern part of Sakhalin, as well as to test their attitude towards the aborigines.

Listening to those policemen call him "Mao Min" one by one, they obviously mistook him for the aborigines of the island.

Because the aborigines of Sakhalin have lived in the bitter cold for a long time and have strong hair, they have such a name.

But it is clear that this designation is discriminatory.

Therefore, Zhao Chuanxin can think of the aborigines being oppressed in Japanese territory as much as Maozi's side.

The more primitive the ethnicity and tribe, the more rude they are, and the more incompatible they are with civilized society.

Zhao Chuanxin respects this, so he can become the Kuku god of war of the Kanaka people in Hawaii.

Zhao Chuanxin entered the cell with a smile on his face.

When the Japanese policemen scolded and left, they also said, "It's not too late to clean him up when he's hungry and has no strength......

As soon as they went out, Zhao Chuanxin teleported to the door of the Metropolitan Police Department in an instant, asked Xingyue to take off the bronze eyes, and Shi Shiran strode towards the north.

Chitose Village, Nagahama Village...... Zhao Chuanxin did not stay in these places.

But he approached the various passes and secretly asked Xingyue to detect the distribution of the Japanese army.

In the dense forests to the east, Zhao Chuanxin found an aboriginal settlement.

This is a tribe of Utari.

It is said that the Utari people were the natives of Hokkaido, only to be occupied by the Japanese later.

For now, the Utari cannot be characterized as Japanese.

They were holding a bear spirit festival, a group of strong men, holding long wooden poles with ropes tied to the heads of the poles, which were tied around the bear's neck to clamp them.

The black blind man, who was invincible in the wild, was exhausted by the toss at this time, and from time to time he roared with lack of breath, and his mouth and face were full of snow.

Sakhalin was cold, so the black blind man was supposed to be hibernating, but he was caught by the Utari from the hollow of the tree.

Is that how you entertained Spirit Bear?

Zhao Chuanxin thought that they were going to bow down and let go of the black blind man.

As a result, I saw a man cautiously approaching the black bear from the side and back, and when he approached the bear's neck, he stabbed a knife through the white mark of the crescent moon on the bear's chest, which was the key point of the black blind man.

"Roaring ......"

The black blind man struggled and roared hysterically, and the stout Utari men, who were very short and thick-bearded, with a bit of white features, desperately tried to restrain the black blind man.

Zhao Chuanxin: "......"

Doesn't it say worship Spirit Bear?

Why did you kill this black blind man?

When the black bear was dead, they went and cut off the black bear's head.

Zhao Chuanxin was fascinated, and soon someone discovered him.

Then he stepped forward and muttered.

Zhao Chuanxin didn't understand, but what he didn't expect was that Xingyue actually understood.

What the man said was, "Who are you?" Why did you come to the land we give? ”

Zhao Chuanxin muttered in a low voice: "If you can understand Nivkh, I can understand, how can you still understand Utari?" ”

Xingyue said: Their language belongs to the Huhe language, derived from Polynesian, I have been to Hawaii with you and heard too many Kanaka languages, many languages are common, I can understand the local language and dialect you don't understand.

So Zhao Chuanxin relied on the pronunciation given by Xingyue to open his mouth to the Utari man: "I am from the Sauron Ministry, and I am ordered to mediate the contradictions between the various ethnic groups on Sakhalin. You say that this is your land, but what do you mean by that? ”

The Utari man was silent for a long time and said: "More than 100 years ago, we Utari people were slaughtered by the Japanese. We can't beat the Japanese, they restrict the movement of our Utari and let us stay here, which is called the land given. ”

Zhao Chuanxin's heart blossomed.

Really.

Whether it is Tsarist Russia or the Japanese, their aggression is to assist Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao expanded the sample taken, but the conclusion was the same.

But there was compassion on his face: "Damn the Japanese." ”

The Utari man was silent again.

Zhao Chuanxin asked again: "What is the relationship between the Japanese and the Russians?" ”

The Utari Han, like the Nivkh, had no scheming, and bluntly stated: "Before they went to war, their people had good relations with each other. But now the relationship is very bad. Their soldiers fired at each other from time to time in the dense forests of the Polonay Valley, and a number of people died every month. ”

Zhao Chuanxin was ecstatic.

At this time, the people of the Utari tribe had already begun to peel the bear's skin and cut the bear's meat.

Seeing Zhao Chuanxin staring over there, the Utari man said: "That's the bear spirit sacrifice, when we eat bear meat, we can get closer to the bear spirit......

What a self-interested fallacy.

At this time, an Utari woman walked up to this side and asked the man who Zhao Chuanxin was.

The Utari man introduced Zhao Chuanxin: "A friend from the Sauron Ministry, this is my daughter, who is twelve years old this year. ”

Zhao Chuanxin looked at the dark and old face of the man's daughter, and couldn't help but give a thumbs up: "At a young age, it's really good to be young and old." ”

The two thought it was a compliment, and smiled honestly with yellow teeth.

Zhao Chuanxin did not stay long, and without waiting for them to complete the bear spirit sacrifice, he took his leave and continued north.

About 60 miles away, is where the Japanese Birch Hall on Sakhalin Island is located, which is now called Toyohara City.

Zhao Chuanxin heard Korean on the street, and he grabbed the man and asked in Korean, "How are the Koreans here?" ”

Passers-by looked at Zhao Chuanxin, surprised by what he was wearing, and surprised that he could speak Korean fluently.

"Yes, you're not Korean, are you?"

Zhao Chuanxin raised his hand behind his back and said arrogantly: "I am an old friend of your Gyeongju Lee family in South Korea, does Park Zehu, the head of the Dacheng Chamber of Commerce, know?" When I saw me, I had to bow respectfully. Zhao Bingshi, Shen Xiangxun and other ministers, and your abdicated emperor Li Xi, all have to respect me. ”

The eyes of the stick passer-by widened: "Is this true?" ”

He suspected that Zhao Chuanxin was bragging.

"Then can there be a fake?" Zhao Chuanxin's eyes narrowed. "Let me ask you, how are Koreans here? What industries are they engaged in? ”

The other party felt a strong aura from Zhao Chuanxin.

He couldn't tell whether this aura was the momentum of the superior or the murderous aura contaminated on the battlefield.

In short, Zhao Chuanxin's pretense was quite successful.

Although the stick passer-by was suspicious, he didn't dare not answer, and even his tone was unconsciously much more respectful: "Many, some people went to participate in mining, some went to the Metropolitan Police Department to do inspections, and some joined the 13th Wing of the 11th Independent Division of the Japanese Army, responsible for garrisoning the port of Maoka, the port of Omari and the Gutun fortress in the Polonai Valley in the north to prevent the Russian invasion. ”

None of this is a secret anyway.

Naturally, it is not a secret to him, but it is very useful to Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin's eyes were bright, and he asked a lot of details while the iron was hot.

The man replied at first, but then he felt that something was wrong.

He frowned: "This gentleman, you have never known your name or surname, just say that you know our Emperor His Majesty and several ministers. Can you tell me your name? ”

Zhao Chuanxin saw that the other party was suspicious, so he pointed his nostrils to the sky and said, "Just you?" You are a mere grass farmer who deserves to know my name and surname? ”

The stick passer-by's nose is so crooked: "You ......"

After answering so many questions, there is no credit and hard work, isn't it?

How could this man be so rude?

Zhao Chuanxin had no good impression of the stick, and left with his hands behind his back and a proud face.

The stick passer-by spat at his back: "Phew! I'm afraid it's not a spy sent by the Russians? No, I'll have to go to the police office, and maybe the chief civil affairs officer of the Birabata office, Mr. Hiraoka Jotaro, will be able to give me a reward......"

As the seat of the Civil Affairs Office of the Japanese-occupied area at the southern tip of Sakhalin Island, the city of Toyohara has a small population, but it has already shown initial signs of prosperity.

Telephone poles were neatly erected on both sides of the street, and in addition to rickshaws, Zhao Chuanxin even saw a few cars.

There is a small two-story building with a sign that reads "Ikeda Specialty Store".

Because there is also a pavilion on the top of this two-story building, the terrain is high and the field of vision is wide, so Zhao Chuanxin took out the copper eye and let Xingyue insert the copper eye at the top of the pavilion.

After doing this, Zhao Chuanxin saw that at the intersection of the street, there was a column of Japanese military police with loaded guns and ammunition, led by the passer-by who had answered Zhao Chuanxin's question before.

Zhao Chuanxin bared his teeth and smiled, and gave them a thumbs up from afar.

When these Japanese soldiers saw this, they were furious, and some even raised their guns to intimidate.

But Zhao Chuanxin retreated to the corner, avoiding their sight.

In the next second, it appeared on the top of a small building on the second floor.

(End of chapter)