I carry a space ring: Travel back to 1939

After not seeing each other for a few days, Ikeda was extremely enthusiastic about Gu Wenxuan.

After some tenderness, Gu Wenxuan began to speak to Ikeda:

"Ikeda, tomorrow our detective team will go with the North China Expeditionary Army to conduct a sweep in North China. I'm afraid it will take more than 10 days for us to return!"

Ikeda Sachiko's excitement had not yet subsided, but suddenly, Gu Wenxuan's words seemed to pour a bucket of cold water on her.

She asked anxiously, "Why would your detective team work with the army?

Don't you spend most of your time maintaining law and order in the city?"

Gu Wenxuan spread his hands helplessly:

"Who knows? Who came up with this stupid idea? I really don't understand the brains of you Japanese people!

But no matter whether we understand or not what you Japanese are thinking, no one can change this action.

We small people can only obey orders!"

Ikeda cursed the people from the Army Department while packing some underwear for him to change on the way, because he heard that it would take at least 10 days to return.

"Ikeda, stop working on it. We are not going on a trip but a raid. Who has the energy to change their underwear?

Besides, it’s only 10 days. It’s so cold, there’s no need to change and wash your underwear!”

But Ikeda didn't care about him and packed a bag for him.

Gu Wenxuan rested in Ikeda's yard that night.

In the evening, Ikeda snuggled in Gu Wenxuan's arms and talked a lot, asking him to pay attention to this and that.

Gu Wenxuan fell asleep while listening to his nagging.

Looking at Gu Wenxuan who was sleeping soundly, Ikeda Sachiko murmured:

"Husband, it would be great if you were Japanese or I am a real Chinese, then we wouldn't be discriminated against by outsiders.

Now I follow you, the Japanese are disgusted with me, and you Chinese don’t accept me either. I am really tired of living! "

Early the next morning, when Gu Wenxuan woke up, Sachiko Ikeda had already prepared breakfast for him.

Gu Wenxuan finished his breakfast with the service of Ikeda Sachiko.

Then he spent some time with Chi before packing up and leaving the yard. Xiangzi sent him to the detective team.

When we arrived at the detective team's yard, we saw more than 100 members of the team standing in a line, looking listless.

The detective team left behind more than 10 old, weak, sick and disabled people to guard the gate and the base camp, and the rest got on 4 trucks and headed straight for the Army Headquarters.

The North China Expeditionary Army's camp was in a county town outside the city of Peking.

On the way, they met the military police and of course saw Ichiro Yamamoto.

Yamamoto waved to Gu Wenxuan in the car as a greeting.

Gu Wenxuan smiled and waved to him!

Soon they arrived at the outskirts of a county town outside the city of Peking, the headquarters of the Japanese North China Expeditionary Army.

The troops of the North China Expeditionary Army had already taken action, and they did not have any pre-war mobilization.

Gu Wenxuan's detective team followed behind the gendarmerie led by Ichiro Yamamoto, and everyone followed the army silently and headed towards North China.

So Gu Wenxuan's detective team began their mopping-up operation.

This large-scale mopping-up operation by the North China Expeditionary Army included personnel from their army.

There were also people from the Imperial Army and the Peking City Police Headquarters.

People from the Japanese military police, including the detective team, of course.

This is the only time that no one from the Special High Technology Department participated. It is said that all the people in the Special High Technology Department are intelligence elites and they disdain to participate in such an operation with too little technical content.

On the first day, they just followed the main force and there was no hard work, nor did they encounter any anti-Japanese troops.

Gu Wenxuan secretly surprised himself, thinking that this might be a Taiping operation.

Gu Wenxuan also knew that there were anti-Japanese troops not far outside the city of Peking, but their number was indeed small.

Besides, this time his intelligence was passed back, no matter which side the anti-Japanese army was from, they would definitely gather in a fixed place and not scatter everywhere.

The first day of raiding is over.

Gu Wenxuan's detective team followed the gendarmerie and camped in a place called Laowangzhuang.

The detective team robbed a large courtyard of a civilian family, drove out the people living in the house, and then they lived there.

Of course, they are just following the example of the gendarmerie and the army.

If not, how could it look like a group of traitors?

The detective team members were drinking and playing finger-guessing games in their respective rooms. They didn't look like a regular army at all, but this was how the detective team usually looked.

Gu Wenxuan ate some food alone in a room. He planned to wait until the detectives fell asleep before going to a train to do his work.

The detective team members, who had eaten and drunk their fill, slowly lay down on the bed.

The snoring gradually became louder and louder.

Gu Wenxuan glanced at his watch. It was almost 1:00 in the morning. It was time to take action.

Gu Wenxuan flashed into his own ring space in an instant.

A few seconds later he was gone, a few kilometers away from the Japanese joint mopping-up force.

Gu Wenxuan stood on a relatively high hill and looked back to see that the base of the Japanese joint mopping-up force was all pitch black.

It seems that the joint mopping-up force, whether or not they encountered any anti-Japanese organizations on the day before, had extremely low resistance and prevention capabilities.

He really wanted to ambush his troops here and launch a surprise attack on the garrison, but unfortunately his troops were far away from here and there was no communication equipment at this time. It would have been better if he had a mobile phone.

After taking a look, Gu Wenxuan turned around and left.

After walking for a few dozen seconds, he finally came to a railway line.

He squatted beside the railway, waiting for the arrival of the military train.

After a while, a train came roaring over.

Just as the train was whizzing past him, Gu Wenxuan dodged and got on the train.

Then, using the characteristics of the ring space, he quickly slipped into the last carriage of the train.

Gu Wenxuan entered the train carriage and saw that the train was full of cotton-padded clothes and quilts, which were all winter supplies made by the Japanese army.

Gu Wenxuan, without hesitation, transferred all the cotton-padded clothes and quilts in this carriage into his own space.

He walked through several carriages in succession, and there was no one guarding them.

The reason why there were no guards was that these carriages were filled with ordinary cotton-padded clothes and quilts for the winter.

Although these things are very useful to the troops, they are not important supplies to the Japanese army, so there are no military personnel guarding them.

It was not until the ten carriages had passed that Gu Wenxuan realized that the six carriages that had been removed were the important areas guarded by the Japanese army because they were filled with military supplies.

Sure enough, at the connection between the tenth carriage, he saw about seven or eight Japanese soldiers holding guns.

Although some people were dozing off, there were at least three Japanese soldiers standing and walking back and forth.

One reason for walking back and forth is to be alert to sabotage, and another reason is that it is less likely to fall asleep while walking.

Gu Wenxuan felt that the three people were easy to deal with, and his flying knives never missed their targets.

He had now become very skilled in throwing knives, and had no problem assassinating the three Japanese soldiers.

At this moment, in order not to alert other Japanese soldiers, he had to use this cold weapon.

He took out three willow-leaf throwing knives from the space, and with a force of his wrist, the three throwing knives flew out of his palms and pierced into the hearts of the three soldiers with a whoosh.

The three Japanese soldiers didn't even scream. They fell on the aisle of the carriage like wooden stakes. Because they were wearing thick cotton-padded clothes, they didn't make any sound when they fell to the ground.