I just want to die of old age

On a dark and windy night, murder and arson

All of us came to the entrance of the underground passage. Someone had already inspected it and it was confirmed that there was no problem with the passage and that it could lead to the factory. It was just that it had not been maintained for a long time and had become old.

I was dressed in black plain clothes, which was convenient for hiding in the dark. My brother Su Jianmin looked at me worriedly from time to time. He didn't expect that he would bring me to such a dangerous place just after meeting his sister. He always regretted that he should have forced Yuzhu to stay in the safe house in Shanghai.

Now that he was here, it was too late to regret. He sighed deeply in his heart.

If his parents were still alive, they would definitely blame him for not taking good care of his sister.

I didn't think too much about it. I walked in front with great confidence. I was not afraid of the road ahead at all. I just kept moving forward with determination, like a silly girl.

When he saw how brave I was and how I was not afraid of the road ahead, he couldn't help but laugh out loud. Well, fortunately we were together, and he would do his best to protect Yuzhu.

If we really can't survive, it would be nice for two siblings to die together.

In the dark sewer, with slippery moss on the wet brick and stone walls, everything looks eerie and mysterious under the dim light.

We held kerosene lamps in our hands to illuminate the road ahead and walked along the water route drawn on the manufacturing blueprint, forming strange shadows in the darkness.

More than a dozen people were walking quickly along the waterway. The foul smell coming from the sewer made it difficult to stay and made people want to vomit.

We can't wait to get out of this troubled place.

This place is really not a place for human beings to stay. If it weren't for the convenience of entering the factory, we would never leave this place.

There are all kinds of filth and debris. The more damp and dirty the place is, the more small animals like rats and cockroaches like it.

Our steps were so fast that they seemed to have invisible legs, and we were eager to leave here as soon as possible.

I usually hate creatures like rats, but the whole passage was filled with them, making me almost question my life.

As I walked, I muttered, "I must have offended the Bodhisattvas along the way, so they tortured me like this."

We were almost exhausted and tired of this place, but finally, we arrived at our destination, thank God.

We stopped near the manhole cover and listened carefully to the sounds outside. We heard the footsteps of a patrolling group of Japanese soldiers.

We didn't dare to act rashly at this time, for fear of disturbing them by carelessness. We continued to hold our breath and listen to the sound for a while, waiting for them to leave for a while.

Only when we noticed that there was no sound around us did we dare to tiptoe, slowly raise our arms, and then gently lift the manhole cover, trying our best to avoid making even the slightest noise.

We climbed up the ladder carefully, every movement was so cautious and orderly.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, an accident happened. When the last person was climbing up, a Japanese soldier happened to sneak over here to fish in the sea. He came around the corner and saw our people climbing out of the manhole cover. His eyes were wide open with excessive fear, his mouth slightly open, and he was about to scream loudly.

Fortunately, at this critical moment, Xiao Ziling was hiding in the corner and secretly paying attention to the situation here. He stood there observing just in case. He quickly stepped forward, twisted his neck neatly without letting him utter a word, and then quickly dragged him to a secret corner and hid him.

This incident made me break out in a cold sweat, my body was covered with goose bumps, and my face turned pale and weak. Fortunately, Xiao Ziling reacted quickly, otherwise we would have died before we even achieved our goal.

Next, we have to be more cautious in our actions. After all, our plan almost failed at the beginning. It is still a long way from here to the inside of the factory, so we have to be cautious and pay attention to safety.

I followed them carefully, trying not to make any noise. If I alerted the Japanese, I would be finished. I would have no choice but to hold the bomb and die together with the Japanese.

When we reached the intersection, we suddenly heard another group of Japanese soldiers coming towards us from another road and were about to reach our side.

Our hearts are beating like drumsticks, and we are instantly filled with a sense of urgency, as if time is speeding up.

We looked around and saw a warehouse nearby. We ran over quickly in unison. Fortunately, it was not locked, otherwise we would not be able to get in.

We tried our best to avoid making any noise, pushed the door open carefully, and closed it as quickly as possible. A moment later, that team of extremely hateful Japs arrived on our road.

One of them was a very cunning devil. He looked around vigilantly and said suspiciously: "I seem to hear some strange noises?"

My heart suddenly became uneasy, big drops of sweat rolled down my forehead, and I held the gun tightly in my hand, ready to take action at any time.

At this time, another Japanese soldier said nonchalantly: "Maybe that person is hiding here and being lazy."

"Well, it's quite possible that the fellow might have gone out to have some fun, and come back secretly at night to rest."

After saying that, he laughed arrogantly, seeming to be quite proud of his guess. They didn't pay any attention to the strange noise just now, but instead their minds flew to finding women to have fun in Paramount tomorrow.

I couldn't help but curse silently in my heart, you filthy and vicious devil, I wish you die of exhaustion.

We heard their footsteps getting farther and farther away and we all breathed a sigh of relief. I wiped the sweat from my forehead and looked towards the warehouse curiously.

I saw rows of boxes in the room. I walked up and opened one of the boxes. There were dozens of machine guns inside. I couldn't help but open my mouth in surprise, showing a surprised expression, like a country boy who had just come to the city.

There were also more than ten mortars, grenades and rifles.

The large amount of arms and combat supplies, and the countless guns and ammunition, were an eye-opener for us all.

The man from the Kuomintang looked at the weapons with reluctance and said regretfully, "What a pity! We have a mission to carry out this time and we can't bring so many weapons."

An idea suddenly flashed through my mind, and I thought of a good way to kill two birds with one stone.

I showed a sly smile on my face, and said cleverly: "Since God has blessed us to come here by accident, we might as well make the best of it. We can use these grenades to blow the Japanese to pieces and set off a grand fireworks display for them. They will definitely be very surprised."