Daqin: Who does this throne give to me?

Chapter 61

In the darkness, the military camp with only a few hundred people was heavily guarded.

A black shadow kept drifting across the barracks. The black shadow floated into each tent, but left after a few seconds.

The figures seemed to flash past the sleeping figures slowly and quickly, and with a tap of the finger like a phantom, they had already appeared near the second figure.

When floating out of the tent like a ghost, there was already no life in the tent.

There is only one drop of zhenqi in the meridian, which is like a drop of water, but it seems to be indestructible, flickering between Zhao Wen's fingers.

Walking around in the barracks, no life could be sensed around him, so he put away all the guns and ammunition he could find, and picked out the most detailed map from a stack of maps before leaving.

Following the marks on the map, at Zhao Wen's speed, within a few tens of minutes, he came to another heavily guarded military camp.

Looking at the warehouses inside, Zhao Wen chuckled, and the figure flashed, and he had already floated in.

The Beiming Divine Art shields all the breath in the whole body, coupled with the cloud-walking step of the Tianlong World, it is like a phantom passing through the air, even if it is seen by others, I am afraid that it is an illusion.

The martial arts of the Tianlong world seem to be a dimensionality reduction blow in this world, allowing Zhao Wen to move freely in the barracks.

Raising his hand and touching it lightly, a big hole instantly appeared on the wall. Zhao Wen walked in lightly, and with a wave of his hand, the wall had returned to its original state, as if by magic, he had already entered the armory.

Taking a closer look, boxes of bullets kept disappearing. The hundreds of guns obtained from the last barracks were enough for Ma San to use, and they could even be captured during the battle, but bullets were consumables. It is completely unable to support continuous combat.

After the bullets came the heavy machine guns, which were rarely used in guerrilla warfare, and Zhao Wen mainly prepared them for himself.

The power of the Xiongnu in the Great Qin World is getting stronger day by day, and the hundreds of thousands of Great Wall Legion can only be suppressed but cannot be eliminated. Dozens of small countries in the south are on the edge of Jiujiang County. Zhao Wen himself doesn't care too much. The local surnames and a group of businessmen will be able to hollow out these small countries in a short time.

But Yingzheng's temperament is too impatient, and he absolutely can't just sit and watch a bunch of small countries right next to his Great Qin. Sooner or later, his [-] county soldiers will go to the real battlefield.

The entire Great Qin has a population of only about [-] million, and a war of hundreds of thousands of people must have caused casualties everywhere. The credit is for winning the government, but the troubles in the future are his own. Zhao Wen really doesn't want to see such a thing happen. Now is the time for these heavy machine guns to play their role.

The Shimen space was originally a space of [-] square meters and a height of [-] meters. It is almost a square. It has several worlds in a row, and each world has expanded. Now it has about [-] square meters.

Such a large space will be filled to the brim in no time.

Looking at the rest, he raised his hand and took out a bucket of gas oil and sprinkled it, then set a detonator on the place where the gas oil was spilled, and then dodged outwards.

As soon as he left the barracks, he immediately rushed towards a big mountain in the distance at the fastest speed.

Finding a valley, he pressed his palms forward one after another, and there was a stone gate to collect earth and rocks. After a while, he dug out a cave. Looking inside the cave, the stone chamber he dug specially was about the right size.

Zhao Wen put all the pistols, [-] cover and the bullets of these two firearms collected just now in the stone room. With such material support, as long as Ma San is not stupid, even without any supplements, he can persist for a few years time.

A group of warriors who fought guerrilla warfare for several years would surely cause huge casualties to the Kwantung Army. Even if Ma San didn't want to fight and wanted to surrender, the Kwantung Army wouldn't let him go.

"coax!"

After a loud noise, successive explosions sounded continuously in the distance. Seeing the flames soaring into the sky, Zhao Wen nodded in satisfaction.

Since I came here once, I naturally have to do something.

He remembered that many supplies of the Japanese army were to be produced locally, and the Northeast was the strategic reserve of the Japanese army.

Such a huge warehouse exploded, and the Japanese army's habit of transporting resources back and transporting them back after they were produced was enough to keep them busy for a while.

After looking at the sky, he drifted towards Fengtian City.

"Junior Brother, Junior Brother!"

As soon as he appeared near the courtyard of the Gong family, Ma San ran over quickly and said in a low voice, "There was an accident in the Kwantung Army last night, and I was worried that you would not be able to come over!"

"Don't worry, all the weapons prepared for you are on the mountain outside the city, and it will definitely not delay your business!"

"And I also blew up the Kwantung Army's ammunition warehouse and killed all the Kwantung Army guarding a camp at the intersection. It would be strange if they were not in a hurry!"

Zhao Wen looked at the astonished Ma San very naturally, and said, "I'm beheading a thousand people now, brother, brother, you have to work hard!"

The explosion of such a large warehouse could kill hundreds of people, plus the hundreds of people in the camp, Zhao Wen's killing of thousands of people is the real deal.

I have secretly made up my mind that I must surpass my younger brother's record in the shortest possible time. There can only be one hero on the northeast ground, and that is myself, Ma San, but he asked anxiously: "Now there are all patrolling Kwantung Army outside. , all the people I contacted are outside the city, how can we get there!"

"Brother, just follow me!"

Leading Ma San to avoid the patrol all the way to a courtyard outside the city, looking at the strong men who were anxious because of the Kwantung Army's door-to-door search, Zhao Wen nodded and waved: "Everyone come with me! "

After learning the kung fu of this world, Zhao Wen now understands that the combat power and various methods of the internal force system are far superior to the kung fu of this world, but the subtle control of the body is not as good as this powerful own kung fu .

With his internal strength, he was completely able to spot the patrols of the Kwantung Army hundreds of meters away, and bring these people out of this environment like a net of heaven and earth.

All the way to the valley where he hid his weapons!
As soon as he entered the cave and saw boxes piled up inside, the people contacted by Ma San ran over excitedly.

"Brother, these weapons will be handed over to you in the future. Remember to practice your marksmanship in the mountains!" Ignoring the excited faces, Zhao Wen looked at Ma San with a gloomy expression.

"Where are you going, Junior Brother?" The reason for agreeing to contact these people to form a team is because Zhao Wen said that everything is based on himself, but bringing people along along the way, Zhao Wen's demonstrated ability has convinced a group of people.

In addition, the weapons were also provided by Zhao Wen, his junior brother. Ma San had already flashed countless plans in his mind, but now he suddenly heard that Zhao Wen was going to leave, and he was already ecstatic in his heart, but asked calmly on his face.

"It is enough to have a brother in the Northeast, but you still need me in other places, brother take care!"

(End of this chapter)