"We can't stay here anymore, we must leave immediately..." Molière said while searching for underground fortifications.
"Why?" The three men suddenly shouted in grievance. They finally found such a safe hiding place and finally saw the hope of survival, but they actually wanted to give up.
"Are you stupid? This is the most dangerous place now. Staying here will lead to death!" Molière took out a bag from the corner, which was filled with food, medicine and even some grenades.
He desperately pulled valuable things into the bag and said, "You remember, since there is a telegraph machine here, it proves that there is a telegraph line underground, and since there is a telegraph line, it proves that this is a link of the entire telegraph network..."
"The Chinese must have a fixed timetable for communication plans. What should we do if the telegraph machine rings? What should we do if battlefield intelligence is transmitted back here? Once there is an abnormality, Wang Huaiyuan's CIA will definitely find it. of!"
"Stay? Stay and wait to die? Now our mission has changed. Whether the Russians on the mountain die or not has nothing to do with us. Now our only mission is to take away this code book. Even if we swim back, we have to leave the island. …”
"Swimming?" The three people were completely dumbfounded. Mori sighed and said, "That's just an example. There must be many small boats hidden around this island. After all, this is an island that lives by sea. As long as we have a small boat, We can survive!"
"With this code book, we in France will be able to decipher the secrets of countless Chinese people, and the Chinese will become transparent in front of us! This contribution is enough to annihilate the enemy's heavy armor division. If we bring this We escaped with our share of credit, can you imagine how His Majesty will reward us?"
"Stay here? Wait for the Chinese to come and kill you?"
"Isn't there a telegraph machine here? We can definitely send a report to Beijing or Shanghai! Send this top-secret information first, and then we can escape to the mountains to join the Tsarist Russian army. This way we will be safe and will not be lost. Got the information..."
"Raymond!" Molière yelled, "You have to remember that I am your commander, and you have to remember who is the boss here! If you think I don't know this common sense knowledge, I will If you can achieve this position, then you can die! Damn idiot!"
Molière's face danced ferociously in the light. He almost took out his gun and shot the subordinate who dared to question him. The air temperature in the underground fortification dropped several degrees for a while.
Raymond didn't dare to speak anymore, and Molière also felt that his tone was a bit too much. After taking a few deep breaths, he said, "I'm sorry, I'm too emotional! But you have to know that that kind of proposal is unrealistic!"
"First of all, Amami Island must be under communication control at the moment. The power to switch submarine cables is in Xiao Letian's hands. In order to ensure top secrets during the war, he will definitely cut off the island's connection with the outside world..."
"It's not just Amami Oshima. In fact, the external contact with the main island of Ryukyu should also be cut off now. Xiao Letian will definitely take advantage of the time difference in the news of victory in this war to make a lot of money in the Jiangnan money ticket market. This bastard is so good at making a fortune!"
"So it's not a matter of not sending telegrams, but of not being able to send them out at all. Now the island's telegraph network is closed. Only internal telegraph machines can communicate with each other. Do you want to contact the outside world? You'd better wait until the war subsides. Later!"
Molière's words sounded reasonable, but everyone was a little confused. The three of them thought that even though this was the case, it wouldn't be a bad idea to try sending a telegram after Raymond's words? Why not even try?
But no one dared to question Molière. Their old superior would become abnormal every time he experienced a failure. In the end, even his proud face was ruined this time, and his whole person became even more abnormal.
All valuable things in the bunker were gathered together, including food, weapons, medical supplies, and various papers with text. Finally, the three of them took advantage of the chaotic fighting outside to secretly push away the rocks and climb out again. come out.
It was already past eleven o'clock at night, and the war had already undergone tremendous changes. The Chinese army had changed from its previous decline and was now organizing waves of counterattacks.
The Russians sent 100 men to charge down, and the Marine Corps had to send 200 men to fight back. The enemy counterattacked from three sides, and the New Army had to fight back from six breaches.
In a word, as crazy as Tsarist Russia is, we will be twice as crazy or even more crazy! In this head-to-head bloody battle, the Chinese army finally stabilized its position, and the artillery positions and material reserves in the rear were finally safe.
Not only that, the offensive line of fire also began to move towards the top of the mountain, and the chaos of being beaten passively just now was finally over.
Fortunately, the Chinese pushed the fighting position right under the nose of the Tsarist Russian army, which changed the hiding place of Molière and others from the front line to the rear of the Chinese.
The four of them looked back toward the top of the mountain and found that the fighting was raging. But when they turned around and looked down the mountain, there were only a few people and there were many defensive holes in the battle line.
"God bless, this is a good opportunity, hurry up!" Molière ordered the four of them to climb quickly on the ground like crickets. After a while, they broke through the Chinese defense line and disappeared into the dark mountains. among.
Forests, shrubs, boulders, cliffs, streams... The four Frenchmen didn't know how many falls they had, let alone how many skins they had scratched. They were as panic-stricken as a bereft dog, and they stumbled away to the west.
Amami Oshima has a complex terrain and a large area. The four lucky guys didn't see the white waves reflecting the starlight on the beach until four in the morning.
"Praise you my God!" Raymond shed tears of excitement and knelt down on the beach, letting his knees soak in the sea water. He finally saw the flat land, and the painful escape was finally half successful.
"Now is not the time to rest. Search this beach immediately. God will bless us and find the boat!" Molière grabbed Raymond and led them to start sweeping the area around the beach.
At this moment, the people of Amami Island have almost evacuated. This economic island, which has been deeply developed under Xiao Letian, has many village settlements, farmland and various small workshops. This war cannot destroy everything.
I searched from village to village, room after room, and finally made an unexpected discovery on the edge of an abandoned beach where seafood was dried in a fishing village.
"Sir, come and see! There is a small boat here! It seems it can still be used!"
