Among the weapons piled up in the warehouse, other than the British military's current equipment (Tian Xing was not too interested in the British military's equipment, so he would not introduce it in detail. If you are interested, you can search it on Baidu), there were also some made in the Soviet Union, Germany, and the United States. Rifles, pistols, submachine guns, machine guns, grenades, and even a few mortars were more than enough to equip a standard division. Although there were only two Finnish-made 'Somi' submachine guns, they made our handsome man Ma overjoyed and excited because they were Ma Jun's favorite.
After a round of bargaining, Ma Jun left the "Hong Kong and Shanghai Bank" with the "result" of the day in satisfaction. Before he left, he did not forget to repeatedly tell Hyde to get more "Somi" submachine guns and "Barabelum" 9mm pistol bullets while he was back to his hometown to worship his ancestors. Ma Jun's achievements this time included two "Somi" submachine guns, two Colt 1911A1 pistols, four CZ-26 light machine guns, and more than 30,000 rounds of ammunition. Of course, the main ones were the Baraberum 9mm bullets used in the Somi submachine gun and the 7.92* 57mm bullets used in the ZF-26 light machine gun made in the Soviet Republic, each with more than 10,000 rounds. Not only that, in order to ensure the continuity of the firepower, Ma Jun also specially equipped each "Somi" submachine gun with ten 71-round magazines, and equipped each ZF-26 light machine gun with ten 40-round magazines. In order to keep his secret, Ma Jun found a "rickshaw" and pulled the things to a place where no one was around. He sent the coachman away and used his mind to put the weapons, ammunition, and the remaining 1000 yuan into two storage bags.
After a simple lunch, Ma Jun got on a " rickshaw " and went on a " half-day tour " of old Shanghai. The focus was, of course, the renting of the foreign powers, military camps, and ports. Seeing the warships with the flags of various countries rampage in the Huangpu River and the East China Sea, even deliberately knocking over the small fishing boats of the Chinese fishermen, and the sailors standing on the deck watching the Chinese fishermen struggling in the sea, laughing and having fun, Ma Jun couldn't help but be furious. He secretly swore, Just you wait, I'll let you invaders get the punishment you deserve!
Through chatting with the rickshaw driver along the way, Ma Jun had some understanding of the current situation. Compared to most other places in the country, Shanghai was the most prominent place during the Republic of China in terms of economic development and information sensitivity. After consideration, Ma Jun decided to use Shanghai as his activity center and use his special identity as a " Chinese American " as a cover to achieve his goal of helping the anti-Japanese forces fight against the invaders.
After buying a few casual clothes from a clothing store by the roadside, Ma Jun asked the coachman to bring him to a relatively quiet house in the International Settlement. The landlord was a businessman who had a shop on Nanjing Road. The whole family lived there. Although he was not very interested in this " fake foreigner ", for the sake of the ocean, plus Ma Jun's handsome appearance and charming smile, he did not look like a bad person. Therefore, the landlord very straightforwardly rented this two-story building that occupied an area of 200 square meters to him at the annual rent of 150 yuan. One yuan =18 catties of rice =5 catties of pork = two sets of Western food!）。Ma Jun was really satisfied with this house. He paid the rent without hesitation and sent the landlord away. He had dinner at a small restaurant nearby and went back to his house to sleep.
The foreign powers did not have many troops stationed in the concession. Most of them only stationed a battalion or a company of troops symbolically. The United States was the same. There was only a company of marines stationed in the huge military camp. Ma Jun, who was dressed in brown casual clothes, was lying in the grass a hundred meters away from the American military camp. His bright and agile eyes kept observing the movements of the military camp. Perhaps it was due to his arrogance, but the defense of the military order was very lax. Other than the two guards on the watchtower who were listlessly dozing off, there was no patrol. This made Ma Jun secretly feel lucky. Although he didn't care about these things with his ability, it was better to have less trouble, right?
He glanced at his watch. It was already two in the morning. It was the time when people were the most sleepy. It was time to take action! Ma Jun used both his hands and feet, and his body swam quickly on the ground like a snake. In the blink of an eye, he had already arrived at the rear wall of the military camp. After observing the area in the afternoon, he realized that this place was far away from the residential area and had a wide view. It was the most suitable place to build a warehouse in the military camp. Although he couldn't fly and hide like the martial arts masters in martial arts dramas, jumping from house to house and jumping over roofs and walls was a piece of cake for Ma Jun. He jumped up and pressed his hands on the wall. With a beautiful " somersault ", he flipped over the barbed wire fence on the wall. He found an empty space in the air and landed steadily on the ground.
After observing his surroundings for a while, Ma Jun didn't find any movement. Like a civet cat, he quickly scurried behind the row of tall houses in front of him. He looked at a window that was as tall as two people and squatted down slightly. He used his internal strength to jump up and grabbed the window with both hands. With a slight force, his body shrank into the window hole. As he listened attentively, he did not notice anyone in the room. He grabbed the steel bars on the window that were thicker than his thumb with both hands and pulled them hard to both sides. A " hole " that allowed him to enter and exit freely appeared in front of him.
After pausing for a while, he allowed his eyes to adapt to the darkness in the room. With the help of a glimmer of light, Ma Jun saw that the room was filled with wooden boxes of different sizes and shapes. It seemed that his judgment was right. This was indeed the US military's ammunition warehouse. Ma Jun carefully stepped on the wooden box and went down to the ground. He first touched the door of the warehouse and looked out through the crack in the door. He did not find any movement. Only then did he turn around with relief. Without caring about anything else, he put all the hundreds of wooden boxes in the warehouse into his Universe Bag, even the weapons scattered on the floor. Ma Jun returned to the windowsill and used his internal strength to push the steel bars of the window back to their original state. After making sure that there were no traces left behind, he left quietly.
Even though Ma Jun had done his operation without anyone noticing, he still felt a little flustered when he returned home and sat on the bed in the bedroom upstairs. It was as if he was in a dream. This was also a very normal thing. No matter how capable a person was, when they were in a completely unfamiliar environment, they would still feel some fear. Moreover, this was the first time in their life that they had become a thief.
Ma Jun tried his best to calm himself down. Unable to suppress his curiosity, he began to check his "labor results" one by one. The results of the inspection made Ma Jun so excited that he almost transmigrated again. 500 M1Gard, the latest semi-automatic rifle, with 100000 rounds of ammunition; 3000 Mark II grenades; 30 new Thompson 1928 submachine guns. 45 (11.43mm) Colt handgun bullets, more than 20000 rounds; There were 50 Colt 1911A1 pistols, and their bullets were also 11.43mm Colt pistols. The scattered weapons were a dozen Browning light machine guns. These machine guns and the M1 Garand's bullets were 7.62*57 in size, so they could be used together.
Not to mention these submachine guns, pistols, and light machine guns, just the M1 Garand semi-automatic rifle was enough to make Ma Jun overjoyed. It really felt like he had won a million yuan prize. "M1 Garand" semi-automatic rifle (Official name: United States Rifle, Caliber. 30, M1) was the most famous single weapon during World War II. It was named after its designer, John Canteous Garland. It was finalized in October 1935 and began to be equipped with troops. The M1 rifle had good reliability, high shooting accuracy, and was easy to disassemble and clean. It was a reliable, durable, and effective rifle. It had a caliber of 7.62mm, eight rounds of ammunition, and an effective range of 800 meters. It had a fast firing rate and great power. It was the rifle that the United States produced the most during World War II, other than the M1 Carbine (6 million units). It had another nickname in China, the "Big Eight."
Looking at the brand new guns that were still glistening with oil, and the hideous and eye-catching "grenades"(the Chinese people used to call the "egg-shaped grenades""grenades"), Ma Jun was so excited that he couldn't stop shouting in his heart. I'm rich! I'm rich! I'm really rich!
After slowly calming down, Ma Jun, who had been thinking about causing trouble for the Japanese, had an even bolder idea in his mind. Humans were like this. Once they had their first try and broke through the obstacles in their hearts, they would become bolder and even crazier. Ma Jun was in such a situation now. He had successfully 'robbed' the American military arsenal and had even obtained an unexpected huge harvest. This gave him even more confidence and also made him, who was young and arrogant to the point of being 'fearless of heaven and earth', bursting with confidence.
Since he already had a plan in his heart, Ma Jun no longer paid attention to the things in front of him. He carefully rehearsed the plan in his mind a few times and felt that there were no loopholes. Only then did he fall asleep with satisfaction.
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