In the darkness, the military camp with only a few hundred people was heavily guarded.
A black shadow kept drifting through the military camp. The black shadow drifted 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 their fingers like a phantom, they had already appeared near the second figure.
When he floated out of the tent like a ghost, the tent was already devoid of any life.
There is only a drop of true energy like a water drop in the meridians, but it flashes between Zhao Wen's fingers as if it will not be lost.
After walking around the military camp, I could no longer sense any life around me. I collected all the firearms and ammunition I could find, picked out the most detailed one from a stack of maps, and then left.
Following the marks on the map, at Zhao Wen's speed, he arrived near another heavily guarded military camp in just a few dozen minutes.
Looking at the warehouses inside, Zhao Wen smiled, and in a flash, he had already floated in.
The Beiming Divine Art blocks all the aura in the body, and coupled with the walking cloud steps in the Tianlong World, it flashes across the sky like a shadow. Even if someone sees it, they will probably think it is their own hallucination.
The martial arts in the Tianlong world seem to be a dimensionality reduction attack in this world, allowing Zhao Wen to move freely in the military camp.
He raised his hand and touched it lightly, and a big hole instantly appeared in the wall. Zhao Wen walked in lightly. With a wave of his hand, the wall returned to its original state. As if by magic, he entered the armory.
After careful inspection, boxes of bullets kept disappearing. The hundreds of guns obtained in the previous military camp were enough for Ma San. They could even be seized during the battle, but bullets were consumables. Just relying on the seizure was enough.
It is completely unable to support continuous fighting.
After the bullets comes the heavy machine gun. There are not many places to use it in guerrilla warfare. Zhao Wen mainly prepared it for himself.
The power of the Huns in the Great Qin world is getting stronger day by day. The hundreds of thousands of Great Wall Legions can only suppress but cannot eliminate them. Dozens of small countries in the south are on the edge of Jiujiang County. Zhao Wen himself doesn't care too much. After all, Chu
It won't take long for the three local surnames and a group of businessmen to hollow out these small countries.
But Yingzheng is too impatient and cannot sit back and watch a bunch of small countries right next to his own Da Qin. Sooner or later, his 10,000 county soldiers will go to the real battlefield.
The entire Qin Dynasty only has a population of about 30 million. A battle involving hundreds of thousands of people will definitely result in casualties everywhere. The credit goes to the government, but the trouble in the future will be his own. Zhao Wen really doesn't want to see such a thing happen.
It's time for these heavy machine guns to play their role.
The Shimen space was originally a space of one hundred square meters and one hundred meters high. It was almost a square. There were several worlds in a row, and each world was expanded. Now it is about four hundred square meters.
Such a large space was filled up in no time.
After taking a look at the rest, he raised his hand and took out a bucket of gas oil and sprinkled it. Then he set a detonator and placed it in the place where the gas oil was spilled, and then he flashed out.
As soon as he got out of the military camp, he immediately rushed towards a large mountain in the distance as quickly as possible.
I found a valley and pressed forward with my palms one after another. There was a stone door space to collect earth and stones. After a while, I dug out a cave. I looked at the stone chamber I had specially dug inside the cave. It was almost the right size.
All the pistols, 38 caps, and bullets for these two firearms that were collected just now were placed in the stone chamber by Zhao Wen. With such material support, as long as Ma San is not stupid, he can persist for several years even without any supplements.
time.
If a group of warriors fight guerrilla warfare for several years, they will definitely cause huge casualties to the Kwantung Army. Even if Ma San does not want to fight and wants to surrender, the Kwantung Army will not let him go.
"coax!"
After a loud noise, successive explosions continued to sound in the distance. Looking at the fire rising into the sky, Zhao Wen nodded with satisfaction.
Since I am here once, I naturally want to do something.
He remembered that many supplies for the Japanese army had to be produced locally, and the Northeast was the strategic reserve area for the Japanese army.
Such a huge warehouse explosion, and the Japanese army's habit of transporting resources back after production, 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 Gong family yard, Ma San ran over quickly and whispered: "There was an incident with the Kwantung Army last night, and I was worried that you wouldn't be able to come over!"
"Don't worry, all the weapons prepared for you are on the mountains outside the city, and they will definitely not delay your business!"
"And I also blew up the Kwantung Army's arms warehouse and killed all the Kwantung Army in a camp guarding the intersection. It would be strange if they weren't in a hurry!"
Zhao Wen looked at the shocked Ma San very naturally and said: "Now, junior brother, I have killed thousands of people. Senior brother, you have to work hard!"
An explosion in such a large warehouse could kill hundreds of people, and with the hundreds of people in the camp, Zhao Wen's ability to kill thousands of people was real.
He had secretly made up his mind to surpass his junior brother's record in the shortest possible time. There could only be one hero on the ground in the Northeast, and that was himself, Ma San, but he asked urgently: "Now there are patrolling Kwantung Army outside.
, all the people I contacted are outside the city, how can we get there!"
"Brother, just follow me!"
He led Ma San to avoid patrols and arrived at a courtyard outside the city. Looking at the strong men who were anxious because of the Kwantung Army's house-to-house searches, Zhao Wen nodded and beckoned: "Everyone, follow me!
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After learning the kung fu of this world, Zhao Wen now knows that the combat effectiveness 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 powerful as his own kung fu.
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With his internal strength, he was able to spot the Kwantung Army patrols hundreds of meters away and take these people out of this trap-like environment.
All the way to the valley where you hide your weapons!
As soon as they entered the cave and saw the boxes piled up inside, the people Ma San contacted had already run over with excitement on their faces.
"Brother, these weapons will be handed over to you from now on. Remember to practice your marksmanship more accurately in the mountains!" Ignoring the excited faces, Zhao Wen looked at Ma Sandao, who had a cold expression on his face.
"Junior brother, where are you going?" The reason he agreed to contact these people to form a team was because Zhao Wen said that everything was about himself, but by bringing people along along the way, Zhao Wen's demonstrated ability had 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 leaving. He was already ecstatic, but he asked the question calmly on his face.
"It's enough to have my senior brother in the Northeast, but other places still need me. Senior brother, take care!"
