I want to be a good person

The trading warehouse was in the corner. Zhang Aiguo parked the car and waited for the other party to arrive. It should be insider trading, or he was tempted by the profits from opium.

A truck drove in slowly, three people jumped out of the cab and two got out of the cabin.

The two men in the carriage had bulges on their waists and were carrying weapons such as pistols.

The clerk took out the key and opened the door. Inside, there was only dust on the ground and footprints wherever he walked.

Zhang Aiguo did not want the 75mm Krupp cannon. A qualified artilleryman must undergo professional training and need the cooperation of a team with clear division of labor. The main reason was that it was too expensive, costing tens of thousands of dollars for a gun and only a few dozen dollars for a shell. It was really unnecessary.

After calculating the price of opium, the cost of bullets, 1400 M24 grenades, and half a ton of explosives was offset, which was definitely in excess. Anyway, Zhang Aiguo was non-toxic and light, but in order to control the opium addict in the future, he only left one piece as a spare.

"Mr. Wang, this transaction was very successful. If you need to buy similar weapons in the future, you can continue to contact us. You can pay with opium. The quality and purity of the opium should not be lower than the current one."

“I will”

Zhang Aiguo's answer was a bit perfunctory.

The manager sensed Zhang Aiguo's dissatisfaction and said with a smile: "Mr. Wang, the price of opium is indeed much higher, but you also have to know that it takes time to distribute it, and you have to take care of all parties. It's not just a simple transaction."

"I know"

"We won't take advantage of you for nothing. We will definitely give you a discount next time. As for business, don't you always say that first time is first time, second time is first time, second time is first time."

After staying in the country for a long time, the Japanese will assimilate their habits. In addition, they have their own social skills and should believe in the inclusiveness and integration of Chinese culture.

"Come"

Zhang Aiguo watched his performance.

The other party waved his hand, and a bodyguard took off his service gun and handed it to Zhang Aiguo along with the holster.

"Given to you as a token of friendship."

Zhang Aiguo pulled out a pistol, with an exquisite shape and rounded lines.

"Walther PP pistol, weighs 0.66 kg, is 170 mm long, has a barrel length of 98 mm, fires 7.65x17 mm Browning pistol bullets, has a magazine capacity of 8 rounds, and has an effective range of 50 meters. Bullets of this caliber are relatively easy to find."

"Thank you"

Zhang Aiguo observed the pistol in his hand. It was finely crafted and had a spare magazine. The German pistol was a coveted trophy for Russian and American soldiers.

"Thank you, I think you have won my friendship, and I look forward to our next cooperation."

Zhang Aiguo took the initiative to extend his hand and shook hands with the other party.

"As you know, my people will not be able to transport it until later, so it is not very convenient during the day. I will lock the door when I leave."

"Of course, we believe you, my friend."

Watching the other party get on the truck and leave, Zhang Aiguo put away his ammunition and patted his head. There was very little space left.

Lock the door, sit in the car, and try to squeeze the things in the space as tightly as possible, just like that, you can still form a trench by squeezing.

After starting the vehicle, Zhang Aiguo continued to familiarize himself with the vehicle's performance. If he wanted to become a skilled driver, he still needed to practice. At a gas station, the staff used a tin oil can to fill up the tank. It cost 4 cents per liter, and he added 30 liters in total. It was really expensive. At that time, the country was oil-poor, and the theory of marine oil generation was commonly used.

Skills are acquired through practice, but talent is also important.

When it was dark, Zhang Aiguo returned to the city. The headlights of his car were brightly lit and the women on the road cast countless seductive glances at him. The driver was a typical skilled worker who earned dozens of dollars a month and was also required to be able to perform simple maintenance.

He turned and drove into an alley, turned off the engine, sat in the car, closed his eyes and waited for time to pass.

The second hand was spinning vigorously around and around, as if urging the minute hand to run faster. The hour hand was lazy and unwilling to pay attention to it, quietly watching the second hand's impatience.

After changing into black linen and coarse cloth clothes and putting away the car, the space became even smaller.

Slowly walking towards the Japanese Concession, it is still prosperous!

Chinese people forget the pain once the wound has healed. They are very forgetful. They can only resist for a while, and will make up countless excuses for their behavior, reasons for self-closure, and are often moved.

Zhang Aiguo decided to take the approach of alerting the enemy and attracting the Japanese to rescue, and then run away after the attack.

"boom"

A red light appeared.

The sentry at the headquarters fell down.

The gunshots alarmed the Japs and the alarms went off.

The sergeant on duty began to report to his superiors.

"We were attacked by surprise. Please give us instructions."

"Be prepared to counterattack on the spot. I will arrange for Sato's squadron to come to support you."

"Hai"

The sergeant walked out of the communications room and began to command the soldiers to launch a covert counterattack.

"boom"

A bullet hit the sergeant in the head.

"bang"

The back of his head exploded and the command knife in his hand fell to the ground.

Not being able to pick up the bodies would be a serious waste, and a business that loses money cannot be continued for long.

"bang bang bang"

A neat group of soldiers ran over, and before they showed their heads, they immediately began to disperse and advance step by step.

Zhang Aiguo took out the Type 89 grenade launcher and made some calculations.

"Boom"

"Boom"

"Boom"

Three grenades flew out.

Zhang Aiguo put away his weapons and prepared to go downstairs to escape.

When he was almost at the stairs, he felt a sudden palpitation in his heart and quickly stopped, then quietly stuck his head out wearing a helmet.

"Snapped"

There was a gunshot.

Then a "bang" sound was heard.

Zhang Aiguo was so frightened that his mind was broken and he broke out in cold sweat.

Run back quickly.

"boom"

There was an explosion.

Dust filled the corridor.

"Cough cough cough"

The Japs really sneaked up and blocked our retreat.

Returning to the rooftop, there was only one direction where no Japanese soldiers were catching up.

Zhang Aiguo tightened his belt and started running faster. Suddenly he jumped up and landed on the house on the side. His feet suddenly slipped, but fortunately he grabbed the eaves with his fingers and twisted his body to climb up.

"Snapped"

A piece of broken tile was splashed and hit his arm.

Zhang Aiguo was dressed in black with a piece of cloth covering his face.

I felt so depressed. Why did the Japanese react so quickly? What bad luck!

The Japanese are really elite, they eat well, train well, and are short and strong!

Thinking in his mind, he continued to jump forward without stopping. The Japanese's braided boots had iron nails, and the sound was easy to hear.

The route had to be changed again. After jumping over three buildings in a row, Zhang Aiguo lost his balance and slid down from the second floor. In a hurry, he tied the chimney with a hemp rope and let it fall to the ground. He put away the hemp rope, and the gloves on his hands were worn thin.

He took out his bicycle and pedaled hard. Bicycles are easier to use than motor vehicles, without excessive noise and tire marks. He borrowed two bicycles from Shanghai as backup. As long as they belonged to the Japanese, he would feel at ease taking them.

"There"

"fast"

"Hurry up"

Several retreat routes were prepared to prepare for various situations.

"Snapped"

"Snapped"

It was the sharp sound of a bullet flying past.

Zhang Aiguo took out his box pistol and without looking back, he pulled the trigger repeatedly with his right hand to scare off the pursuers.

"chi"

Zhang Aiguo turned a corner, leaned the car against the wall, hurriedly took out a hammer, unscrewed the lid of the grenade, passed the hemp rope through the pull string, fixed the grenade with an iron nail, nailed the hemp rope tightly on both sides of the wall, and quickly rushed away.

The footsteps were following behind us. We had to admit that the Japanese were very strong and were really trying their best to catch up. Footsteps were also heard in the distance ahead.

Zhang Aiguo took out a ladder and started to climb over the wall using his best skills.

"boom"

There was an explosion around the corner.

People in the residential areas did not dare to turn on the lights, as any noise at night could be heard from far away.

Zhang Aiguo felt his heart pounding and was about to jump out of his chest with nervousness.

Climb over the wall, climb over the wall continuously.

“Woof woof woof”

That's someone's dog barking.

The riots continued.

The wall that Zhang Aiguo climbed set a record tonight because he had to keep detouring and circling to confuse the enemy.

The door of the laundry room was not closed. Zhang Aiguo walked in quietly, followed the winding road, bypassed several other rooms, turned into the corridor, tiptoed to the door, took out a hemp rope from under the door and pulled it.

"Jingle Bell"