Early in the morning.
Zhao Xuechao did not train. Instead, he rode to the Feng City Munitions Factory.
He still had an M3 submachine gun to design.
According to the special forces training.
Basically, within a month, these soldiers would be able to truly assign combat missions.
Therefore, if they wanted to carry out a combat mission, they had to arrange weapons.
The M3 submachine gun was a low-cost and portable submachine gun.
He had a nickname, also known as Grease Gun.
Its main feature was its powerful firepower and strong suppression, which was suitable for single-person special forces.
It was not until the middle of the 20th century that submachine guns gradually appeared.
However, according to the current technical standards of the Feng City Munitions Factory, they could basically be manufactured within half a month.
After all, his main difficulty was still in terms of skill level.
With the design, no matter how difficult the technology was, it could be broken.
……
After leaving the Munitions Factory.
Zhao Xuechao called Monk Wei and Zhao Tong over.
"Follow me to a place."
As he spoke, he handed each of them a ticket.
He looked at the ticket in his hand.
"Lushun?"
Monk Wei scratched his head and said.
"Captain, why are we going to Lushun? Isn't that the territory of the Japanese?”
After the war between the Japanese and the Russians, Lushun was occupied by the Japanese.
Near Lushun was the South Manchurian Station.
"Cut the crap. Just follow me.”Zhao Xuechao did not answer.
The three of them soon arrived at the station in Fengtian.
They boarded the train from Fengtian Station and headed straight for Lushun.
Sitting on the classic green train.
Most of the people on the train were from the Guizi Empire, and a small number of them were from other countries. The Yan Huang people were only a minority.
Seeing this scene.
Zhao Xuechao frowned.
It was also Monk Wei's first time taking a train.
She looked around curiously.
Seeing all kinds of people in the car, he asked curiously.
"Captain, why are the people sitting on these iron wheels all Japanese and foreigners?”
Zhao Xuechao said nothing.
Zhao Tong explained.
"A large part of the railway station is controlled by the devils.”
"Among them, our Yan Huang Empire only occupies a small section of the railway. If the devils and other powers want to buy tickets, it will be much cheaper.”
"Therefore, there aren't many people from Yan Huang who take the bus.”
Monk Wei immediately understood.
He looked at the Japanese around him and said fiercely.
"Young Master, if we blow up the train here, the Japanese will be heartbroken.”
Zhao Tong immediately retorted.
"Look at you, you only know how to blow up trains. We have to use our brains in the future.”
"This is also our territory. If we take it back in the future, we won't use it ourselves.”
Monk Wei retorted rudely.
"Who knows if the Japanese did anything to the train? I think it's better to blow it up and rebuild it.”
……
It was common for the two of them to bicker.
Zhao Xuechao stopped the two of them casually before they quieted down.
Looking at the beautiful mountains and rivers passing by outside the window.
Zhao Xuechao pondered.
Actually, what Zhao Tong said just now was right.
He would take these back in the future!
……
Beep beep beep!
Three bells rang and the train arrived at the station.
The three of them got off the train and arrived at Fushun Street.
There were many overseas Chinese and Japanese students on the streets. They could even see schools built by the Japanese.
There were also the people of Yan Huang who were occupied.
Looking at the scene on the street, Wei Da Yong frowned.
Because…
There were two different kinds of people on the street.
The first type of people were the overseas Chinese. They were dressed in bright clothes and were clean and tidy.
The first type of people were those who wore coarse clothes and had yellow faces. These were…the people of Yan Huang.
Zhao Xuechao took a deep breath.
Although he was already mentally prepared.
However, when he saw this scene, he still felt very uncomfortable.
This was a disgrace!
In their own land, the people of Yan Huang were bullied to such an extent!
He suppressed the waves in his heart.
Zhao Xuechao and his group passed through the streets and alleys.
They arrived in front of a mansion.
Although the Japanese were stationed here.
But in fact, Old Zhang also had some arrangements in Lushun.
He bought a house in Fushun.
Arrange some people inside.
Although these people were the ones who took care of the house in name.
But in reality, they were all soldiers.
There were too many people, only one row of people.
"Xuechao, why did you suddenly come to Lushun?”
The platoon leader stationed in Lushun was a member of the old Zhang family.
He was Zhao Xuechao's uncle in name.
"I'm just here to take a look at Lushun's situation.”
Zhao Xuechao greeted them casually and started to ask for things.
"I want three guns."
Hearing this, the old uncle had nothing to say. He immediately took out three tortoiseshells and reminded him at the same time.
"Xuechao, this place isn't like Fengtian. If you see those Japanese on the way, hide. Moreover, your identity is a little special. If you encounter anything, get someone to contact me.”
Zhao Xuechao didn't say much about this.
Then, he brought Monk Wei and Zhao Tong to the streets of Lushun.
The purpose of coming to Lushun this time was to investigate.
Investigate the number and location of the devils stationed at Lushun South Manchurian Station.
South Manchurian Station Security Department.
He looked at the red dots on the System Map.
Zhao Xuechao licked his lips.
"These are all Reputation Points."
According to the excavation during this period of time.
Zhao Xuechao found that the red dot on the System Map represented the military rank of the Japanese.
The darker the color, the higher the rank.
Based on the color of the lieutenant from the Japanese in Jiapigou last time.
There were at least ten of them in the guard department.
At least 20,000 Reputation Points!
After observing for a moment, he confirmed that he had memorized the Japanese's defensive layout.
Then, he brought Monk Wei and Zhao Tong away from the Japanese Guard Department.
It was almost noon.
Walking on Lushun Street.
Logically speaking, they should have lunch.
He looked at the Japanese restaurant on the street.
"Let's go back and eat," Zhao Xuechao frowned.”
As soon as he finished speaking.
He heard noises coming from both sides of the street, as well as the roar of cars.
"Baka! Get lost, you bunch of lowlifes!"
Immediately after.
There was a piercing scream, followed by the sound of brakes, cries, and heart-wrenching screams.
Zhao Xuechao frowned and looked up.
She saw a child lying in front of a car.
Beside the child, the mother was crying and hugging the child.
"Pillar! Pillar!"
The child's head was bleeding profusely, and his body kept twitching. Soon, he stopped moving.
He instantly understood what was going on.
Driving a car on the street and killing someone!
At this moment.
The ghost who had bumped into the person did not panic at all. Instead, he had a cold expression.
"I told you lowlifes to get lost. You deserve it!”
In the surroundings.
The overseas Chinese were already used to it and left after taking a look.
Some hot-blooded Yanhuang people could not help but surround and criticize.
"This Japanese is really too despicable. He's clearly the one driving so fast, but he's still so arrogant!”
"I'm going to report this to the Japanese guards and let them punish this Japanese!”
"Motherf * cker, he killed someone on the street and is still so arrogant. We can't let this Japanese leave. We have to give him an explanation!”
When the ghost saw this scene, he raised his eyebrows.
He skillfully took out two silver coins from his pocket.
He threw it beside the child's corpse.
"Two silver coins, one life."
……
Seeing this scene.
The system's voice suddenly rang in Zhao Xuechao's head.
"Ding! Triggered the selection mission, Japanese killing people on the street!”
"Ding! Option 1: Pretend that something had happened! [Reward obtained: 38 Cover Design!]”
"Ding! Option 2: And kill the Japanese! [Reward: Fengtian Munitions Factory upgraded (Level 2)]”
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