Money can make all the difference. This is a wise saying. The power of 10,000 yen is greater than Zuo Shige imagined.
When the shipyard workers heard this intoxicating number, they went into the dark and knocked out the Japanese guarding the passenger ship. Then they tied themselves up and sat on the ground consciously, waiting for the arrival of the golden master.
It has to be said that as long as the money is in place, the French people's work efficiency and enthusiasm are still very high, and they are not at all lax.
When Zuo Zhong led people into the shipyard gate and saw more than a dozen workers squatting together, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly. He really didn't know how to describe this scene. It was so dedicated.
Just as he was thinking about it, an old white man tied up in a knot struggled to stand up straight, jumped up to him, and greeted him warmly.
"Mr. Robber, I am Francois's friend. Why are you here? The Japanese Shipping Company sent three guards to protect the passenger ship, but they were knocked unconscious.
We must let them see that we are forced later, otherwise the shipyard will not be able to explain to those dwarfs. 10,000 yen is not enough for us to completely offend the Japanese. "
The implication is that if Zuo Zhong and the others are willing to increase money, it will be no problem even if they completely offend the Japanese. What does it mean to ask for money rather than life?
"No problem, we will perform this play well. We will give one-third of the remuneration before the work starts, another one-third after the work starts, and the remaining one-third when the ship leaves Qicheng."
Zuo Zhong was too lazy to talk nonsense to the French. He took out a wad of Japanese yen from his pocket and shook it. Printing counterfeit banknotes also required costs, and he was not prepared to be taken advantage of.
The old white man shrugged regretfully, shook his body, and the rope tied to his body fell to the ground. He took the banknotes, inspected them carefully, and clapped his hands to the workers.
"Children, start working quickly. The ship must be launched before 12 o'clock. If anyone dares to be lazy, I will kick him back to Paris."
Following the old man's words, the workers pulled off the ropes and jumped onto the passenger ship docked beside the river, picked up tools and parts and began repairs.
Zuo Zhong waved his hand when he saw this, and the accompanying members of the demolition team immediately took control of the key positions of the ship and the shipyard. By the way, they dragged the three Japanese guards to an open space and poured cold water on them.
"Bagaya Road~"
"Let us go!"
"Who are you, the Empire of Japan~Army...um...uh?"
The Japanese guard who had just woken up only yelled one sentence before his mouth was gagged. He looked angrily at the group of arrogant robbers who "forced" the workers to repair the passenger ship.
Red sun pill.
A new high-speed river passenger ship built by Yokohama Shipyard in 1930, it can carry 105 people and has dozens of first-, second- and third-class cabins. It travels between the mountain city and Shanghai all year round.
Some time ago, the water supply was exhausted, and the Hongri Maru hit a reef during a night voyage, causing a large hole below the waterline. After several months of repairs, it was re-launched, and now it is waiting for its final trial voyage.
Zuo Zhong got on the boat and walked around in the bright light, roughly checking the progress. After he was sure that he could set sail on time, he felt relieved and slowly turned around to look at the other side.
In the night, several golden stray bullets rose from the city of Wuchang and cut through the dark night sky. The continuous gunshots and roars came along the wind, like a ghost.
And where Zuo Zhong couldn't see, groups of heavily armed Central China Dispatch Army soldiers were walking through the complicated alleys in the city in battle formations, rushing towards various strategic locations.
Next to a four-way intersection in the south of the city, a Japanese second lieutenant was squatting behind the wall. Using the firelight from a burning building, he stretched his head to observe for a long time and waved behind him.
"Quickly, occupy the intersection ahead."
"Hai!"
The sergeant whose face was covered in black and gray suddenly lowered his head and responded to the order, and then a detachment of 14 Japanese soldiers began to take action in an orderly manner.
First, the 4-man machine gun team moved to a pile of rubble to set up machine guns to serve as a guard. The black muzzles were aimed at all possible enemy positions and rotated back and forth.
Then the remaining Japanese troops were divided into three three-person rifle groups, using bunkers and potholes to quickly maneuver toward the intersection. There was about 15 to 20 meters between the three.
This distance not only prevents a swarm of swarms from rushing forward and annihilating the entire army when encountering an ambush, but also enables timely support after a firefight. The layout is very reasonable.
When the first rifle group arrived at the predetermined location, it immediately moved with the other two rifle groups to protect the machine gun group, while not forgetting to cooperate and cover each other.
At this time, the members of Japan's frontline combat divisions were all veterans who had served for several years. They had fanatical ideas, proficient techniques and tactics, and accurate marksmanship.
These people have received the most brutal training, know how to defeat the enemy, and even more know how to protect themselves. They fight fiercely and gruelingly, making them very difficult to deal with.
The kind of Japanese soldiers who stood stupidly as targets in later movies and TV dramas could not even appear in the third-line divisions and garrison divisions. The Japanese had been preparing for this war for too long.
From a long time ago, the Japanese government has been educating students and children of all ages in military skills, using various mini-games to teach them some basic military skills.
Day after day, year after year, the soldiers of Japan's elite divisions are of extremely high quality. After experiencing several actual battles, they are qualified soldiers and even low-level commanders.
Taking today's situation as an example, if it is to attack a target farther away, the rifle team will set up multiple concealment points to cover the machine gun team in stages as it leaps forward.
The machine gun team is responsible for fire suppression and reducing the pressure on the infantry team. Both sides advance with a roller offensive, and so on until they advance to the vicinity of the enemy.
They will stop at about 200 meters, deploy the firepower of the entire unit, and clear exposed fire points and important positions with dense troops.
At the same time, smoke screens, light bombs, flags and flares are used to provide target guidance for direct-aimed heavy firepower. Heavy firepower attacks generally have two rounds.
The first round is a frontal attack, which eliminates all frontal fire points facing the enemy. The main method is artillery bombardment and some air strikes.
The second round is a point attack, attacking one side of the enemy's position, causing the defenders to be unevenly deployed and forced to maneuver, waiting for opportunities to break through.
At the end of the artillery preparation, the infantry will insert bayonets and knives, crawl forward, and attack at full speed with the help of machine gun suppression at about 100 meters away, with the purpose of annihilating the maneuvering defenders to the greatest extent possible.
This is a textbook fighting method, which may be slightly distorted in actual combat, but in past battles, the Japanese have used this method to break through the national defense line many times, and it has proven successful every time.
An excellent Japanese army commander at the grassroots level can often command hundreds of people and defeat several times or even ten times the number of Japanese troops. From a purely military perspective, this is a terrifying army.
Besides, when the Japanese second lieutenant saw that the detachment had safely occupied the intersection, he did not relax at all. He vigilantly led the rest of his men to continue advancing from both sides of the road.
And they also left a detachment behind before leaving, with the purpose of protecting the retreat route and material supply channels, acting in a strict manner, and not giving possible enemies any opportunity to take advantage of them.
At this time, in an abandoned house about two hundred meters away from the intersection, more than a dozen pairs of eyes watched the movements of this group of Japanese soldiers, and one of them frowned slightly.
This person was Wu Chunyang, who was ordered to protect the teachers and students of Jinling and Central University. After dark, the agent named Yu swam through Changjiang and brought Zuo Zhong's latest orders and meeting place.
After receiving the news, he immediately organized his personnel to move the protection target. A team of dozens of people moved among the Japanese army and reached the last checkpoint before leaving the city.
After passing this intersection, they could leave the city and head to Baishazhou. However, they did not expect the Japanese to move so quickly and completely control the urban area of Jicheng in a very short time.
It's getting closer and closer to 12 o'clock. If we delay any longer, we'll be in trouble if we miss the meeting time. Wu Chunyang's eyes flickered towards the detachment that stayed in place.
On the other side, when they saw that the intersection was blocked, some of the students immediately fell into panic and began to accuse the agents who rescued them from the hotel.
"Teacher, what should we do? We can't get out because of these damn spies. If they hadn't gone to Baishazhou, we would have left Jiacheng long ago."
A young male student with oily hair and pink face shouted excitedly. Fortunately, he remembered that there were Japanese everywhere outside and lowered his voice. Otherwise, everyone in the room would have their heads dropped because of his actions.
This made the surrounding agents glare at each other. They risked their lives to save people. How could it be a mistake? Without them, a group of nerds trying to go out would be nothing more than a dream.
When the teacher in the student's mouth saw the reaction of the spies, his heart sank. He knew that his student had offended this group of elite men who killed without blinking an eye, so he shook his head slightly and persuaded.
"Calm down, we are all powerless scholars. The Japanese have laid a dragnet. Without Mr. Wu's help, we cannot leave.
A gentleman does not receive favors from others and will never forget them. Thinking too much is not as good as cultivating his ambition, talking too much is not as good as keeping quiet, and being talented is not as good as cultivating virtue. You should read this sentence several times when you go back. "
Awakened by his words, the greasy-headed and pink-faced male student quietly glanced at Wu Chunyang, who had a murderous look on his face. He was confused and took a few steps back, sitting in the corner without saying anything.
"snort."
Wu Chunyang snorted coldly and winked at the agent surnamed Li who had performed well in the operation, telling him to keep an eye on this guy.
There can be no omissions in his next actions. When necessary, he will not hesitate to sacrifice one person's life for everyone's safety.
Moreover, in troubled times, people are like grass. Such people don't even know when to say what to say. Sooner or later something will happen, so it is better to die early and be reincarnated.
Agent Li stood next to the male student with a stern look on his face, folding his arms and looking at him without saying a word. A gun was vaguely exposed at the hem of his clothes.
The increasingly solemn atmosphere made the students afraid to express their anger. Several female students were worried about being left in the middle by the spies. They were so frightened that they covered their mouths tightly and their eyes were filled with tears.
Not bothering to care about the flowers in the greenhouse, Wu Chunyang discussed in a low voice with the professors from the two schools who led the team for a moment, and then led a dozen action experts out of the room.
Just then, a dark cloud covered the high-hanging bright moon, and the area instantly became invisible. The agents formed a column and quietly approached the Japanese squad.
(End of chapter)
