Anti-Japanese sniper action

Chapter 57 The Treasure Map

Although it was broad daylight, Zhao Zilong didn't emit much smoke when he lit the fire, and there was no one within a few kilometers, so he wasn't worried about being discovered.

Half an hour later, smelling the scent of fish, Zhao Zilong couldn't wait to take off the golden-grilled eel and put it in his mouth.

Although there is no seasoning, he still eats with relish.

After filling his stomach, Zhao Zilong put his clothes, boots, socks and rucksack on the fire and roasted them.

While roasting, he cleaned up the things on the ground.

First, Zhao Zilong took a cowhide envelope, which contained Li Xiaoling's letter and her photo.Ever since he promised Li Yang to go to Nanjing to find Li Xiaoling, he purposely found a piece of cowhide to seal it on the way.

He was relieved when he opened the envelope and found that the cover paper and photos were still intact.

I took a look at that photo, and then looked at it for the second time, and felt that the little girl was quite cute too.

Looking at the address left on the letter again, Zhao Zilong remembered his promise again.

Today is the 6th, and there are six days before the 12th.

According to historical records, he knew that the devils' army divided into three groups and captured Nanjing. Now they should have encountered resistance from the national army on the outer defense line, and they did not attack the inner defense line so quickly.

Opening the incomplete map, although the paper was rotten and couldn't be seen clearly because of being soaked, Zhao Zilong still remembered some routes.

Originally, he followed the previous route from Jurong to Tangshui Town, and then entered Nanjing City through the Qilin Gate, but now he has deviated from the route, and it will be troublesome if he goes back.

It's better to take the Yuhuatai directly now, and then enter Nanjing City through the Zhonghua Gate, it's the same.

After figuring it out, Zhao Zilong wrapped the letter in cowhide again and kept it close to his body.

Afterwards, he took the centering rifle, checked it, and found that the barrel was wet and unusable.He had no choice but to remove the binoculars, and then threw the rifle aside with some regret.

Picking up the box cannon that was also soaked in water, it was inspected and found to be unusable, and there were no bullets, so I had to throw it aside.

Thinking of bullets, Zhao Zilong immediately picked up his belt, opened the bullet pouch on it, and found that there were only thirty 7.9MM bullets.

Although the bullets can still be used after soaking in water, it is a pity that there are no rifles now, so Zhao Zilong raised his hand and wanted to throw it away.But then he thought about it and reloaded it. He thought that he could find another centering rifle in the future.

The remaining two grenades were also soaked in water, so they were useless and were thrown away.

Next, he picked up the two broken Guansun Liudao and Wuming Baodao.

Caressing the two samurai swords that were used by devils to kill his compatriots, Zhao Zilong had an indescribable feeling.

But after thinking about it, he still tied the two broken knives together with cloth strips, and polished them into new weapons when he found tools later.

Weapons are innocent, it mainly depends on who uses them.

The aggressors use it as a murder weapon, and the resisters use it to protect justice.

In the end, Zhao Zilong put on the dried clothes, put on a belt, put on socks and boots, put the dagger on his right foot, took the dried rucksack, put it into the binoculars, towel, gas mask, A water jug ​​and a few compressed biscuits.

After eating a few wild fruits, Zhao Zilong used a special debugging method to rest.

He decided not to leave today because he was injured and there were devil troops around him.
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"Teacher, how is your hand hurt?"

Back at the camp, Wu Ren walked into Matsui Shiran's barracks, and saw that the other party had a gauze on his left hand, hanging on his chest, sitting at the table, studying the drawings.

"It's hurt to the root, it seems that it will take a while to heal." Matsui Shiyu shook his head and replied with a wry smile.

"Teacher, you should go back to China to recuperate." Wu Ren proposed.

"No! This little injury is nothing in front of the cause of the Great Empire?" Elastic Ranunculus shook his head, then he looked around and shouted back the devil guards.

As soon as the staff left, he smiled at Wu Ren and said, "Your Highness, come and have a look, I have spelled out the treasure map."

"What?" Wu Ren raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and hurriedly asked: "Teacher, have you really spelled out the map?"

"Just take a look and you'll know." Matsui Shiran was holding a blueprint, and Wu Ren quickly approached to pick it up.

"I used the bronze tripod pattern I found in the northeast and the pattern on the bronze tripod given to you by Matsui Jiro. This map shows that the treasure is near Feng County in Shandong, but the specific location needs to be visited in person. Check it out." Matsui Shiranun explained.

"Great!" Wu Ren was immediately happy, and he continued, "I want to inform Uncle Chaoxiang Gongjiu to let him speed up his attack on Nanjing, so that I can find the third treasure conveniently."

"Oh. Teacher! How is the treasure in Qinglong Mountain going?" Afterwards, Wu Ren asked Matsui Shiranun.

Shiyu Matsui adjusted his glasses and replied, "There are some traps there that cannot be opened, but we will dig them out as soon as possible to see how many treasures are left that have not been stolen."

"Okay." Wu Ren nodded, and then said: "Since the second treasure is going to be found, there is no need for soldiers to look for those tripods."

"You should inform your uncle to give the order." Matsui Shiran looked at the sniper rifle in Wu Ren's hand, and immediately asked, "How about that Chinese man?"

"We didn't find him." Wu Ren shook his head and said, "But he was shot by me with a sniper rifle and fell into the river."

"Great! I believe in your marksmanship, he will definitely not survive." Thinking of how he was injured by this man, Matsui Shiran couldn't help feeling a burst of palpitations.

He added: "Your Highness, the Chinese military command has caused so much damage to our army this time, I think you'd better inform the people from TGK to come to help."

"En! I see." Thinking of the tragic death of his right-hand assistant Da Xiong, Wu Ren immediately darkened.
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On the morning of December 1937, 12.

Nanjing City Presidential Palace.

Commissar Jiang was sitting at the table eating breakfast, his face looked haggard, and he didn't sleep well last night.

Because of the military information sent back from the front, I knew that the devil's troops had approached the outer first line of defense.However, those national-army troops could not hold on and were about to retreat.

So, after taking a few mouthfuls, he put down the bowl and chopsticks, feeling lost.

"Appointment! Appointment! There is good news. There is good news." At this time, the adjutant hurried in with a newspaper.

"What news is there now?" Commissar Jiang glared at the other party with some dissatisfaction.

"Commissioner, look at this Shanghai newspaper." The adjutant explained excitedly as he handed over the newspaper: "Didn't you say before that you would send the military commander to assassinate those two hundred men and behead the devils? Now the newspaper publishes their photos Yes. According to the news last night, the two men had their hands and feet cut off in the barracks, and 36 pieces of flesh were cut off. Moreover, the man who sneaked into the barracks also blew up the arsenal. Although they were chased and killed by devils, it seems that successfully escaped."

"Okay! That's great! Go and check, is there a man named Long in the army?" Commissar Jiang looked at the newspaper and stood up happily.

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