Xiang Xiaoqiang's blood boiled for only a few minutes. By the time he realized what he was doing, he already felt that his legs were weak.
Ahead was a large, dark pier, with tall and short buildings squatting on the shore like ghosts. It was probably a blackout, and not a single window was bright. Several searchlight beams were waving everywhere, like long sticks, moving.
Wherever you go, there is a big bright circle.
Somewhere in the darkness, a round bright spot flashed regularly. Xiaoqiang heard someone above him laughing:
"Reply to the signal, the Liaohe is entering the port, please send guards to pick it up. We have good things on the ship, haha."
The top of his head began to respond with signals. When Xiaoqiang heard the word "guard", his heart almost jumped out of nervousness. He comforted himself:
"It's okay, it's okay. This is time travel. I am the protagonist. The protagonist means that everything will always be smooth sailing, there will always be no danger, and you will never die. You don't have to do anything. The enemy will have their own misfortune. They will recruit beauties and boys everywhere.
, there is too much money to spend..."
The cold wind blew, and Xiaoqiang shivered again. He continued to force a smile and said:
"Haha, I'm so lucky today. I met a whole bunch of girls right after I traveled through time... Be brave and be a man, this whole bunch of girls are all prepared for me... No matter how awesome or stallion others are, I still have to pick up girls.
One by one, right? Haha, here we are all picking up one boat at a time... How about it, I'm pretty good..."
The large bright circle of the searchlight shone over, slowly moving from the bow to the stern, and then slowly back again. Probably in order to clearly see the number of the ship, the searchlight stopped for a moment when it shined on Xiaoqiang. He breathed towards Xiaoqiang.
He didn't dare to breathe, huddled behind the anchor claws, not daring to move. The bright light passed over his face, stinging his eyes. He really suspected that the guy who turned on the searchlight was an idiot, or he was just lazy, so
Still can't even see it.
The destroyer made a half-turn, sailed against the current into the dock, and slowly came to rest against the slipway.
A high-pitched scream came from the deck:
"Anchor——"
Xiang Xiaoqiang immediately knew something was wrong, and before he had time to react, he saw the steel plate in front of his face moving upwards rapidly, and then there was a "ping" sound, and there was darkness. His whole body was surrounded by ice water, and he plummeted to the bottom with the iron anchor.
"Holy shit..."
After a while, Xiaoqiang, who was half choked to death, emerged from the water, spat out a large mouthful of muddy water, grabbed the anchor chain, and cursed fiercely.
There is not only silt in this water, but also a lot of diesel fuel, not to mention the smell.
After being stimulated by the ice water, his mind seemed to be much clearer, and his confidence and competitiveness were aroused again.
The destroyer lowered the gangway, and Xiaoqiang heard many feet "bang bang" coming down on his head, and a few scoldings such as "Be honest!" It took a while to finish. He estimated that no one would come down again.
When it was over, he loosened the anchor chain and swam gently to the edge of the slipway. The slipway was made of cement, and there was an iron ladder leading directly to the water. Xiaoqiang climbed up a few steps with the iron ladder so that his body was no longer soaked in the water.
Inside, he exposed his eyes and peered at the situation on the slipway.
Parked on the slipway were two large trucks, which looked like military vehicles, covered with canvas, and looked even more old-fashioned than the old Jiefang trucks.
Two soldiers stood neatly in front of the car. They couldn't see their faces clearly. They seemed to have no braids anymore, and they couldn't see the style of their military uniforms. Anyway, they were wearing long military coats, carrying large rifles on their backs, with steel helmets on their heads and rifles on their backs.
The bayonet shone coldly, and at first glance it looked a bit like a Soviet soldier during World War II.
This should be the Qing Dynasty soldier at this time.
Behind them, a large number of other soldiers, probably off-duty sailors, gathered around them. They were all crowded into one floor after another. They all seemed very excited and were laughing and joking quietly. Many people jumped up and looked forward while clinging to the shoulders of their companions.
.But no one shouted loudly, and no one dared to whistle. They were probably intimidated by the two straight rows of bayonet soldiers in front of them.
What excited them so much was right between the two rows of bayonet soldiers.
Under the four bright car lights, a dozen girls in dark navy uniforms crowded together in fear and confusion, trying to avoid the countless lights around them. There was also a stretcher lying on the ground. Xiang Xiaoqiang
I counted quietly, including those lying on the stretchers, there were twelve people in total.
Then, they were ordered to stand in a row. A man who looked like an army officer walked slowly past them, looked at everyone, and finally stopped in front of a girl and pointed at her.
Immediately a soldier came over from the side, grabbed her arm, and dragged her out amidst screams.
"Hey, no way..." Xiaoqiang opened his mouth wide and almost collapsed, "You can't be so impatient, right? You don't even need to interrogate, and you're starting to choose now? This... how can I save you from this?"
…
"Hey, hey, what are you doing? You know what education is?"
The officer adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses and spoke to the soldier who tried to pull him away.
This officer is over sixty years old, with gray hair and an authentic Suzhou and Shanghai accent. He has a kind-looking face, is skinny, hunched over, and holds a briefcase. If it weren't for this military uniform and the rank of major on his shoulder, he would be quite handsome.
A teacher.
"Hey." The soldier lowered his head and retreated to the side, while there was a burst of small laughter from around him.
"I told Nong Gang (to talk), I told Nong to invite people, please treat them well, don't do it like that, hey, it's not good to do it like that. Girls are all reasonable. Hey, I will (talk) to them well from now on, don't you know?
La?"
There was another burst of snickering all around. The soldier suppressed his laughter and said again:
"嗻."
"Well, I came here to take a look." The old major looked at the girl carefully again and shook his head lovingly, "What a pity. Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk tsk, don't your parents feel sorry for you when you serve as a soldier and fight in the war?"
The girl rubbed her arms, glanced at him pretending not to care, and ignored him.
"Well, okay, okay," the old major nodded and asked kindly, "I came to ask, are you the captain?"
"Yeah!" The girl nodded.
"Well, okay, okay," the old major nodded again and sighed, "I'm young and not sensible. Well, I'll be fine when I get to Allah. I'll ask you later. I'll do my job well (tell)
, please open the safe again, and I will talk to you about it, and let me go home. Hey, at such a young age, my parents at home will be worried to death..."
"Why do you want to be a traitor?"
The girl suddenly opened her mouth and asked.
"Ah?" A glimmer of light shot out from the old major's dim eyes, "What's Nongang?"
"You obviously have a Jiangnan accent, why did you come north to become a traitor?"
"Well, okay, okay," the old major nodded again, "Okay, okay, it'll be fine when we get here... I'll ask you later, I'll be on duty (talk)... It's a pity, my parents at home have to
I’m worried to death…”
He made a gesture, and the guards nearby immediately surrounded them, pointed their bayonets at them, and got into two trucks respectively. The trucks started.
"Left, right - turn, run - walk!"
The two groups of guards raised their guns to their shoulders, turned around in unison, and ran away guarding both sides of the truck.
…
"Damn...these idiots are gone..."
After the people dispersed, the slipway became dark again. Xiang Xiaoqiang climbed onto the slipway with difficulty, fell to the ground, gasping for air, and no longer had the strength to shiver.
I have never suffered so much in my life. The first thing is to find clothes to wear. The second thing is to find something to eat.
The cold wind blew, Xiang Xiaoqiang coughed violently, and the river water slapped between the hull and the slipway.
Damn it...the wind is rustling and the water is cold, and a strong man will never return once he is gone.
"But," he raised his head almost dying, looking at this dark, lifeless town, "Where can I find clothes, and where can I eat?"