Chapter 431: The Japanese sing on stage

Zhang Yong raised his binoculars and looked carefully.

After reconfirming with the map, there was no danger. The enemy had not set any traps.

It was just that the scene looked a little strange.

He saw Kawashima Yoshiko.

This female traitor was dressed up in a flamboyant manner, looking like a female ghost. However, there were many people gathered around her.

What's going on?

Are they here to cause trouble at Xiang Man Yuan? Doesn't seem like it. They look pretty happy.

The Japanese soldiers and traitors on the outside are on guard. Kawashima Yoshiko, on the other hand, has very few guards around her.

The traitors around her seem to be carrying gift boxes.

They look like gift boxes...

I'm not sure.

Zhang Yong doesn't understand what this traitoress is doing.

Let's see what time it is. It's about time.

Let's get her!

'Attack!'

was the order.

Ouyang Sheng immediately rushed up.

He couldn't wait to take the lead. Thomson was already ready.

The others followed suit and pounced.

'Da da da...'

The submachine gun instantly knocked the three Japanese invaders over.

Several of the surrounding traitors were also killed.

The other Japanese invaders and traitors were caught off guard and tried to fight back, but they were knocked over again by the fierce bullets.

And Thomson, nicknamed Chicago Typewriter. 100-round drum.

Is this a joke? One shot, one death.

'Attack!'

'Baka!'

All kinds of screams rang out.

The Japanese and the traitors present were all stunned for a moment.

None of them had expected such a powerful attack.

It wasn't an attack.

It was an assault.

A direct assault. A head-on assault.

'Paf!'

Cao Mengqi fires. He kills a Japanese soldier.

He quickly pulls the bolt. Then he kills another. Then he keeps pulling the bolt...

'Pop!'

The other rifles keep firing too.

They are all crack shots. They take out their targets one after the other.

Unfortunately, they don't have any British 77s with them. There are only five bullets in the magazine. They have to reload after each shot.

As it turns out, the British 77 is ugly, but it is a good gun.

Among bolt-action rifles, it is the undisputed king. In terms of rate of fire and firepower, no one can match it.

Fortunately, the other rifles are not bad.

The Japanese invaders, who were subjected to long-range fire and close assault, were in an instant in disarray.

Kawashima Yoshiko and the others, who had gathered in Xiangmanyuan, were also stunned. They all looked outside extra.

'What's going on?'

'Who are they?'

Kawashima Yoshiko's face turned pale. She remained calm.

She was not a woman who panicked easily. After all, she had been hanging out with the Japanese for so many years.

If she had no courage at all, she would not have survived to this day.

However, she really did not expect that someone would dare to take action against her without any disguise.

After all, this was Tianjin!

The Japanese had stationed so many troops in Tianjin!

Who would dare to take action against her?

Usually, she was used to being arrogant. Who would have thought that someone would actually come directly to kill her today.

'I don't know...'

'Baka!'

Kawashima Yoshiko shouted angrily.

You're all useless!

You're worse than idiots!

The enemy is right in front of you, and you don't even know who they are?

What are you doing?

How did the enemy get here?

'Baka!'

A few Japanese invaders tried to charge forward and fight back.

They were indeed very brave. Fearless. Not afraid in the face of gunfire.

However...

'Pah!'

With the crisp sound of rifles, the Japanese soldiers fell one after the other.

All were killed by a single shot.

They fell without a sound.

The Japanese soldiers Cao Mengqi and the others shot were the most active ones. The bullets greeted the most valiant Japanese soldiers.

'Da da da...'

At the same time, Ouyang Sheng, Nangong Hanqing and the others had already swarmed up.

The Thompson submachine guns in their hands all used 100-round magazines. These magazines were very heavy. It was hard to control them. But the firepower was really ferocious.

Legend has it that with just ten magazines, they could kill their way from one end of the street to the other.

The firepower was truly ferocious.

No matter how many people were in front of them, they could just ram their way through with bullets.

'Aaaaa...'

'Puff, puff, puff...'

The Japanese invaders were completely unable to resist.

Whether they wanted to resist or escape, they all fell to the 11.43 mm bullets.

Soon, outside Xiangmanyuan, the guards were routed.

The remaining guards hurriedly lifted Kawashima Yoshiko and fled in a panic.

They only cared about Kawashima Yoshiko. No matter about the others.

The others immediately scattered.

'Da da da...'

Ouyang Sheng charged in.

A volley of gunfire sent a large number of traitors tumbling to the ground.

The others followed suit. They mowed down the remaining enemies. Then they continued to pursue Kawashima Yoshiko.

'Go!'

Zhang Yong took the opportunity to lead his men up.

The opportunity had come.

While others were charging in the front, he was picking up the slack in the back.

By the way, he had a spare clip.

His personal space contains a supply of 11.43 mm pistol ammunition. It happens to be the same ammunition used in the Thompson submachine gun.

The more Thompson fire is used, the faster the ammunition is consumed.

It's literally like pouring water.

Without replenishment, it's impossible to continue.

Fortunately, the system seems to be able to produce some ammunition. However, the type and quantity are random.

Charging into Xiangmanyuan,

the ground is littered with the bodies of Japanese invaders and traitors.

They are all dead.

The map is no longer visible.

The 11.43 mm bullet is too powerful. Anyone who is hit will basically not survive.

Ouyang Sheng and the others don't want any survivors either. If they discover that the opponent is still alive, or if they think that the bullet did not hit the vital area, they will definitely shoot again. To make sure that the opponent is dead.

Zhang Yong steps over the bodies.

Suddenly he sees a brocade box lying on the ground askew.

Huh?

What is that?

He immediately crouches down. He opens it.

Surprise.

Inside the box are a lot of banknotes. And some jewellery.

Oh dear, I've struck it rich.

Is this like finding a treasure chest?

This is great...

Killing the enemy and finding a treasure chest?

A quick check reveals that there seem to be 3,000 silver dollars in banknotes.

This is amazing.

My mood has suddenly improved.

Who would have thought that I could find thousands of dollars like this...

Take out the banknotes and jewellery and put them in your personal space. Then throw the box away. It's a burden.

Keep walking.

Suddenly, you see another brocade box.

It is under a corpse. Hurry up and pick it up. Open it.

Surprise.

There are also silver notes inside. And five small yellow fish.

Quickly count them. There are 1,500 silver dollars in total. Haha. A bit less. But the small yellow fish are good.

Take them out. Put them in your space.

Delighted...

Suddenly, your eyes sparkle. You see another brocade box.

Hurry over and pick it up. Open it. Sure enough, there are some silver notes inside as well. And a few hundred dollars.

Oh, I like this one. Dollars, I like them best. They're the most popular!

Quickly take them out. Add them to your personal space.

Then throw the box away.

Then you notice something's wrong.

Huh?

Why are there so many boxes?

Search around. Find three more boxes. Different sizes. Different styles.

But the contents are the same. There are the most banknotes. Then there are gold bars. And some have jewellery and other things in them.

Without thinking, they are all taken for oneself.

The brocade boxes are thrown away.

'Da da da...'

There is continuous gunfire in front.

Zhang Yong continues to follow behind. Closely monitoring the movements of the Japanese invaders.

He discovered that both the Japanese soldiers and the traitors had been routed. They were completely unable to keep up with the fierce machine gun fire.

If they tried to catch up, they would be slaughtered.

Zhang Yong's orders to his men were simple: kill them all.

Unless the enemy surrendered voluntarily, no prisoners were to be taken.

Either they were Japanese soldiers or they were traitors.

What was the point of keeping them alive?

It would be a waste of food. It might even cost money for medical treatment.

Every dollar is precious. How can it be wasted on Japanese spies and traitors? If they want bullets, they can have plenty. Just shoot them full of holes...

Unfortunately, he doesn't see Kawashima Yoshiko.

The battlefield is chaotic, with small white dots intertwined with each other, and he doesn't know which one is which.

It's been a mess for a long time.

The entire northwest of Shanxi is in a mess...

Ah, no.

He's in the wrong time and place...

Keep going.

Suddenly, he sees another corpse.

Looks like a traitor? He's got a brocade box in his arms.

Another brocade box?

There's one here too?

Squat down immediately. Open the brocade box.

Good stuff. Inside are more banknotes. And gold bars. And a jade pendant.

What's this?

Who is this guy? What's he doing with all this?

Where's Kawashima Yoshiko?

What the hell is she up to? What's the point of gathering so many people?

Add to personal space.

Anything that has no owner is of course all yours.

Keep walking.

Cao Mengqi and Yu Lexing and the others rushed up with their rifles.

Cao Mengqi was a battle-crazed man. He didn't care about the ground at all. Yu Lexing was too busy commanding the battle to bother cleaning up.

In fact, they didn't really care about this floating wealth.

At this moment, they were all full of passion and just wanted to kill the Japanese invaders.

'Left!'

Zhang Yong is giving chase from behind.

The map shows that the remaining enemy is retreating to the left.

So continue the pursuit to the left. That's right.

Zhang Yong also follows with his spear.

Suddenly, he sees another brocade box on the ground.

What a surprise.

Could it be that the system has really opened a treasure chest for him? Are there treasure chests everywhere?

Continue walking.

From time to time, he finds more brocade boxes. There are indeed quite a lot of them. The owner has been killed. But the brocade boxes are almost intact.

For a while, Zhang Yong was like a madman collecting wealth. The boxes were full.

Fortunately, they were full of things like silver certificates, US dollars, gold bars and jewellery. They didn't take up much space. Otherwise, the space in his bag would have been full.

Then he realised.

These boxes seemed to belong to those traitors.

Those traitors were surrounding Kawashima Yoshiko in the middle. Yes. That's what just happened.

So, what was Kawashima Yoshiko doing here?

He tried to remember...

Finally, I think I may have guessed the truth.

Kawashima Yoshiko was accepting gifts!

Yes!

Accepting gifts!

Those traitors were here to give gifts!

They surrounded Kawashima Yoshiko and one after the other, they offered their gifts.

These brocade boxes were used to hold the gifts.

They were filled with banknotes, gold bars, jewellery and so on. Everyone did their best.

As a result, Kawashima Yoshiko was in the middle of having a good time when she was hit directly by one of their gifts.

So...

These gifts ended up in her hands!

Damn it!

What a face!

Receiving so many gifts! Traitor!

Then she reacted again. Kawashima Yoshiko may just be a white glove.

She was accepting the gifts on behalf of the Japanese.

The Japanese had to appear aloof and kind on the surface, so of course they couldn't accept the gifts directly. So they let Kawashima Yoshiko do it.

Of course, the traitors, big and small, knew this only too well. Gifts given to Kawashima Yoshiko were gifts for the Japanese. That was why each one of them had prepared a gift of inestimable value.

Inside one of the brocade boxes were ten large yellow croakers. They were heavy. Zhang Yongxin was overjoyed.

This is crazy.

These damned traitors. They really are rich.

Damn. Fortunately, I arrived in time. Otherwise, the Japanese would have looted it all.

Damn it!

You deserve to die!

He deserved to die!

He didn't deserve to die!

But wait, there might be more up ahead...

Rushes up.

Sure enough, soon sees another brocade box.

Hey, these brocade boxes have all survived the fall without breaking apart.

Oh, they're all fastened with clasps. You need to break the clasps to open them.

They won't pop open on impact.

Okay. Picks it up. Opens it. Inside are more silver notes.

Unfortunately, no gold bars.

'Da da da...'

The gunfire continued.

At this point, the remaining Japanese soldiers scattered.

No, that's not right. It was the traitors who ran off. The Japanese soldiers remained together.

Kawashima Yoshiko!

She's here!

Zhang Yong was 100% sure that the Japanese soldiers were trying to protect Kawashima Yoshiko and escape with her.

'Follow me!'

He immediately led everyone in pursuit.

Sure enough, they saw the remaining Japanese soldiers fleeing in disarray. One of them was none other than Kawashima Yoshiko.

Yes, it was her.

This damned female traitor!

'Da-da-da...'

Zhang Yong couldn't wait to raise his gun and shoot.

Although the distance was more than 100 metres, he didn't care. He just fired first.

Unfortunately, someone just happened to walk in front of Kawashima Yoshiko. The bullet was deflected by the person, and several people collapsed on the spot.

The others quickly pushed Kawashima Yoshiko to the back.

Damn it!

Zhang Yong shouted in regret.

It was just a little bit off! Just a little bit...

'Da da da...'

The Thompson submachine gun continued to fire.

The others frantically pursued him, trying to intercept him.

Ouyang Sheng and the others also opened fire furiously.

Japanese invaders or traitors kept falling. Unfortunately, Kawashima Yoshiko had been quickly transferred.

Damn it!

She actually got away?

Zhang Yong angrily went to where Kawashima Yoshiko had just stood.

He found the ground in a mess.

It was all silver notes. There were also gold bars. And jewellery. The ground looked like a cornucopia.

Oh, these must be the gifts Kawashima Yoshiko received.

In the moment of panic just now, there was no time to take these things. They all fell.

Good. They are all mine.

If I can't kill you, I can't keep your things?

Hmph!

Pick them all up. Hide them well.

This time, I really made a fortune. The Japanese set the stage for the show, Kawashima Yoshiko received the gifts, and they ended up in my hands.

Haha!

I feel like laughing out loud.

I, Zhang Yong, have finally come to this! You are all so generous.

When will the next time be to receive gifts?

I will definitely be there...

Suddenly, a thought occurred to me. There are a large number of red dots cut into the edge of the map.

The distribution seems to be relatively regular. It may be the regular Japanese army. It is extremely likely to be the Japanese military police in formation.

Damn. They are here so quickly. There are so many of them.

'Don't chase!'

Zhang Yong hastily ordered.

He waved his hand, telling Yu Lexing to gather everyone back.

'The Japanese reinforcements are here!'

'Good!'

Yu Lexing then recalled everyone and organised the ranks.

Fortunately, no one had died. But some were injured. Someone had run too hard and sprained their foot. It was throbbing.

'Who wants bullets?'

Zhang Yong took out 11.43 mm bullets from his personal space.

This is the fastest-depleting type.

Other pistol and rifle ammunition doesn't consume much.

The reason why we were able to defeat the Japanese invaders and traitors earlier was also thanks to this Chicago typewriter. It has super-powerful firepower.

We hastily replenished the ammunition.

It's all shotgun shells. It's more troublesome. You need to push each one into the drum one by one.

Confucius said: 'It's fun to shoot for a while.' Push the shells. Crematorium.

'What's wrong?' Mei Xiao appeared quietly.

'The Japanese reinforcements are here,' Zhang Yong waved his hand.

'Retreat!'

Behind them, Japanese military police were catching up. They were tough.

It wasn't cost-effective to fight head-on. Let's fly a kite! Let the Japanese chase after us and tire themselves out.

'Go!'

Zhang Yong pulled Mei Xiao and retreated quickly.

Behind them, the Japanese military police were desperately trying to catch up. They had indeed come to reinforce the troops.

How could the Japanese tolerate such a major incident as Kawashima Yoshiko being attacked? Without thinking, they sent a squadron of Japanese military police to catch up.

'Hah!'

'Kill!'

The Japanese military police major leading the troops was furious.

He swore that he would chop the damn attackers to death. Not one of them would be spared.

The result...

The enemy had long since disappeared.

All that was left on the ground were the bodies of the Japanese soldiers and traitors.

'Baka!'

'Chasing!'

The Japanese military police major chased madly.

Suddenly, he felt a dizzying spin. It felt like he had been hit by something. Then he fell headfirst.

But he was ambushed by Cao Mengqi, who was hiding in the shadows. He was shot dead.

'Go!'

Cao Mengqi quickly put away his gun and left.

Zhang Yong hastily buried a landmine. Then he followed the fleeing crowd.

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