Seeing Duanwu's persistence, Yaleson rolled his eyes, then waved his hand, and the men behind him lifted down the rectangular weapon box.
The box looked very heavy, and Ma Ping'an was a little happy, because if these boxes were full of weapons, there would be at least more than a hundred spears.
Although Ma Ping'an didn't know how many people Duanwu had in his hands at this time, more than a hundred guns were enough to arm a platoon.
But at this time, Duanwu was not as optimistic as Ma Ping'an, because he looked at these wooden boxes, I am afraid they were old, and although the paint on two of the boxes had fallen off, the word 88 could still be seen.
88, that was a commission rifle that was imported a long time ago. This kind of rifle could be said to be advanced in the 19th century, but by the 20th century it was just a pile of junk.
Of course, Dragon Boat Festival was not arbitrary, but waited for Ma Ping'an to lead someone to open the box.
Sure enough, Duanwu guessed correctly, the boxes contained Type 88 Committee rifles.
Ma Ping'an took out one, but he couldn't even pull the bolt. Shanghai was humid, and he didn't know how long these guns had been stored. Not only the surface, but also the bolt was rusty.
"Mr. Yaleson, such a gun cannot be used at all, why are you still selling it to us? Moreover, there are only about two hundred bullets, and they are also rusty. I don't know if it can still be used?"
Although Ma Pingan has a good temper, he is also very angry at this time.
But at this time, Yaleson said indifferently: "But they are guns after all? As long as you go back and take care of them, they are still very powerful, hahaha!"
Yaleson laughed dryly, and Jack, an Englishman on the side, also said: "Although these guns are a little old, they are rifles after all! In this way, Yaleson and I are friends, and I will ask him to sell them to you cheaper, a gun for one hundred yuan Ocean.”
Ma Pingan looked at Duanwu, who sneered several times, and then said softly and slowly: "Two gentlemen, we cannot trade such guns. First, they are rusty, and secondly, they Too old. Third, these bullets can no longer fire. Fourth, the price is too high. With the quality of these guns now, for each one, I will give you an ocean. So you two, if you only have If you have such a weapon, please take it back!"
Duanwu directly refused the transaction, but at this time, Yaleson and Jack said with great disdain: "Mr. Lei, don't think that we don't know who you are. You are all underground gangs. If we tell this matter, Japanese, I think you will all die ugly.
So I ask you to accept this batch of guns according to the number I mentioned. Otherwise, let alone a transaction, your lives will be left here today. "
Yaleson said and waved his hand, and all the men in black who had been ambushing nearby jumped out of the grass.
Duan Wu sneered, and without waiting for the complacent Yaleson to say anything more, he quickly drew his gun and blew the opponent's head off with one shot.
Yaleson didn't even have time to react, and there was already a hole in his head. Even at the moment of his death, he couldn't believe that the young man in front of him was so decisive and decisive, shooting directly, without even having to talk about the price.
Because the people he brought were more than thirty quick shooters. If he were an ordinary person, wouldn't he need to consider his situation here and now?
But the other party didn't do it at all, and he was killed with one shot.
"ah?"
Meanwhile, the gunmen were naturally surprised because their boss was dead.
Fortunately, one Yaleson and one Jack died. While they were shouting and cursing, they were preparing to shoot Duanwu and others to save their boss.
Little did they know, someone had already aimed at their heads. After a random shooting, more than thirty men in black were all killed.
Ma Ping'an was right. The people he brought were all elites among the elites of each army, and each of them could equal one to ten.
Their guns were quick and their marksmanship was accurate. Even though the number of opponents was three times theirs, they were all killed without any resistance.
When Jack, an Englishman, saw this, he was so frightened that he knelt on the ground.
Duanwu sneered and said: "I heard that you Westerners have straight knees and cannot kneel down, but now it seems that the rumors may not be true, hahaha!"
Jack's face changed color, but then he seemed to grasp a life-saving straw. He prayed: "Mr. Ma, Mr. Ma, our previous transactions were very smooth, weren't they? This time it's all Yaleson's fault. He wanted to take your money. This matter has nothing to do with me?"
Ma Pingan frowned and looked at Dragon Boat Festival.
The Dragon Boat Festival bullet was loaded and aimed at Jack's head.
Jack screamed at this time: "You can't kill me, I am a subject of the British Empire."
"So what? I'll kill the Japanese, why are I afraid of you, the British Empire?"
Duanwu looked at Jack with a look of disdain, and then pulled the trigger with a bang.
Jack's dead body fell down. This scene made Ma Ping'an frown a little, because he just looked at Duanwu to ask if Jack could be spared. After all, the other party had surrendered.
boom! Bang bang!
But at this moment, Dragon Boat Festival opened fire again, and the men of Jack and Yaleson who were kneeling on the ground also received their lunch boxes.
Ma Pingan couldn't sit still at this time and said: "Comrade Duanwu, you are too harsh."
Duan Wu turned around and smiled slightly: "You underground party are too merciful. They already know your identity and intend to tell the Japanese. Do you want to risk the lives of so many brothers to gamble with them?"
In troubled times, the most worthless thing is conscience. They may only need a piece of ocean to sell you anti-Japanese heroes. What's more, these foreigners are even more unreliable, so wake up and don't hesitate, damn people. And this matter has nothing to do with you. If your superiors criticize you, just say that Duanwu is a bastard. He kills innocent people indiscriminately and I can't control him. "
"Haha, what are you talking about?"
Ma Pingan suddenly laughed, because he felt that Duanwu was right. Since the other party knew his identity and intended to tell the Japanese, they had no choice but to die. Otherwise, what would happen to the soldiers he brought to Shanghai? What about those who have been risking their lives working behind enemy lines?
So Ma Ping'an felt that Duanwu was right, he couldn't risk his conscience with everyone's lives.
And if the other party had a conscience, how could he lie to himself with a Type 88 rifle that was no longer usable?
Ma Pingan nodded and ordered everyone to clean the battlefield quickly, because this is Shanghai, and the Japanese patrol will definitely come to check when they hear the gunshots.
At this time during the Dragon Boat Festival, he had already asked people to put all the money back into the truck. As for the broken guns, he only picked up two boxes of good ones and put them in the truck. The rest of the guns were left where they were, waiting for the Japanese to come and clean up the place. The mess! ...
ps: Thanks to brother 'Super Legend Brother' for the tip, thank you!
