Final

Marina walked calmly out into the destroyed streets. The best way to walk as a resistance fighter was to be casual. She calmly walked towards the makeshift black markets that suddenly formed in every nook and cranny of Shanghai. Ironically, leaving Fulvio's house made her a target of resistance sectors that autonomously fought against the Japanese, but were not coordinated by either the Communists or the Kuomintang. They were gangs between the two sides of the laws; if there were any. She saw the men picking up debris and throwing it into an old Ford truck, repossessed from who knows whom.

The girl was seen peeking out of a peasant straw hat.

--Madame Moonlight. My sister Marina coming out of that house, in the Japanese residential area. What a novelty. Who would she be there with? She was at the base two days ago and I was told she had a safe-conduct from my Major Fulvio. What kind of a game is this?-- said the man.