Chapter 199 I Went Mad During the Republic of China (15)
Zhou Jue came out of Old K's courtyard and turned into a deserted alley.
She took out the codebook Old K had given her and stroked the rough pages.
Yan'an.
These two words went through her mind, and she suddenly realized that people who share the same ideals, even if they have never met or are far apart, will always be together in their hearts.
Zhou Jue took out a small telegraph machine from the system space, his finger hovering over the key, but for a moment he didn't know what to type.
Who are you? What do you want to do?
With a thousand words stuck in her throat, she finally took a deep breath and began to move her fingers rapidly.
Beep beep beep, tap tap tap.
A brief telegram, carrying the indomitable hope of a nation, traversed the night sky.
—A single spark can start a prairie fire.
The signature is: Xinghuo.
This is the title of an article written by the instructor in January 1930. It is a well-known saying among all Chinese people and a truth proven by the practice of our predecessors. I believe they can understand what she means.
After sending the telegram, Zhou Jue put away the machine, and the heaviness in his heart dissipated considerably.
"Brother Tongzi, locate Fengtian, teleport."
[Coordinates locked: Fengtian. Teleportation preparation...]
Zhou Jue's vision blurred, and when he opened his eyes again, the familiar blue bricks and gray tiles of Beiping City were gone.
Instead, the air smelled of coal smoke.
Before she could even see her surroundings clearly, her mind went blank, as if she had been thrown into a vegetable market.
"Damn it, Captain Pighead made a mistake and made me take the blame! I'll get you off the job sooner or later!"
"The section chief scolded me again yesterday, saying that the Chinese man I was monitoring was worthless..."
"Damn it, sake prices have gone up again!"
"Where should we go to find some pretty girls to have some fun tonight..."
Countless chaotic thoughts, a mix of Chinese and Japanese, raged through her mind, making her temples throb.
[Host! The Northeast is a key area of operation for the Japanese, with guards every three steps and sentries every five steps, and spies and plainclothes agents are as numerous as hairs on a cow! Your sudden arrival and the overwhelming amount of information you've gathered is too much! And too varied!]
The system's voice was like a refreshing stream, clearing her muddled mind.
Zhou Jue quickly gathered his mental energy and limited his sensing range to ten meters around him.
The world has finally become a little quieter.
She then realized that she was standing in the corner of a train station platform, surrounded by people coming and going, many of whom seemed to be in a hurry.
Not far away, several Japanese soldiers wearing yellow woolen overcoats and carrying Type 38 rifles were patrolling, their eyes scanning every passing traveler like hawks.
"This place is truly a den of Japanese devils," Zhou Jue remarked.
Luckily, I activated invisibility before coming, otherwise I would have been turned into a ghost in the crowd.
[Host, according to the scan, there are three large arsenals, seven military warehouses, and twelve supply depots outside Fengtian City. The largest of these is the 'Fengtian Arsenal,' which is responsible for almost one-third of the Kwantung Army's conventional weapons production.]
A detailed map unfolded in Zhou Jue's mind, with each target marked with a red dot.
However, these places are heavily fortified, with layers upon layers of defense, including guard dogs and searchlights, making them as impenetrable as iron barrels.
"Iron bucket?" Zhou Jue's lips curled into a smile. "I specialize in dealing with iron buckets." She slipped away from the train station without a sound.
...
Suburbs of Fengtian City, the area attached to the South Manchurian Railway.
A vast factory area was enclosed by high walls and electrified barbed wire.
Outside the wall, there was a watchtower every fifty meters, equipped with machine guns, and patrol teams patrolled back and forth, leaving no blind spots.
This is the Fengtian Arsenal.
Zhou Jue appeared on a small hillside outside the arsenal, observing this war production factory.
[Host, the armory's defense system has been scanned. Patrols run every ten minutes, the walls are electrified with high voltage, and... they keep over three hundred German Shepherds, distributed throughout the factory area.]
"Dogs are quite troublesome, Brother Tong, simulate using the Concealing Breath Talisman as well," Zhou Jue muttered.
[Okay! Host, I also detected a huge armory underground at the arsenal, storing newly produced weapons and ammunition ready to be shipped to the front lines.]
The system's voice carried a hint of excitement.
[Host, should we just blow it up, or...]
“It would be such a waste to blow it up; our comrades are in dire need of weapons.” Zhou Jue shook his head: “We’ll just take it away.”
After she finished speaking, her figure flickered and disappeared from the spot. When she reappeared, she was already at the foot of the high wall of the arsenal.
Taking advantage of her invisibility, she used her spiritual power to reach the top of the high wall and swaggered into the arsenal.
As soon as I entered the factory area, all sorts of thoughts and feelings came through again.
[That damn Futian district! They took my money so quickly, but they won't get the job done!]
[I'm about to hand over my shift; I'm going back for a couple of drinks.]
[They're producing weapons every day, when are they going to launch an attack? I really want to make a name for myself!]
The weapons are coming tonight. I'll see if I can latch onto a powerful figure. Patrolling this godforsaken place every day is driving me crazy!
......
Zhou Jue moved quickly through the factory area, his mind constantly receiving intelligence.
She quickly found the entrance to the underground armory marked by the system.
The entrance was a heavy steel gate, guarded by four fully armed Japanese soldiers.
Zhou Jue didn't stand on ceremony with them. He used his mental power to directly suggest something to the four Japanese soldiers, and they opened the door.
Zhou Jue stepped inside, and the door was closed again. The four traitors continued to guard the place as usual.
A strong smell of engine oil and gunpowder hit me, and before me lay a huge underground space that stretched as far as the eye could see.
Rows of shelves were neatly stacked with boxes of brand-new Type 38 rifles, Type 91 machine guns, and mountains of bullets and shells.
[Wow! Host, you've struck it rich! This batch of goods is enough to equip an entire division!]
The system's voice even changed tone.
"Then don't be shy."
Zhou Jue stretched out his hand and waved it lightly at the weapons in front of him.
Crates of rifles and piles of shells vanished into thin air, all moved into a different space.
One row, two rows, three rows...
Wherever Zhou Jue went, the shelves were empty, not even a single hair was left.
In less than ten minutes, the once mountain of munitions was cleaned better than a dog could have licked.
[Done! Host, this arsenal's output for three months is completely gone!]
"This is just an appetizer."
Zhou Jue patted non-existent dust off his hands and turned to leave.
She knew that emptying an armory was merely a superficial injury to the massive Kwantung Army; the production line of this arsenal was the foundation for the continuous production of weapons.
Just as she was about to leave the underground space to empty the production line, the system's voice suddenly became urgent.
[Host! Wait!]
[Three kilometers to the northeast lies an independent garrison battalion fortress of the Kwantung Army! I have detected encrypted radio waves emanating from deep within the fortress!]
[Currently cracking and blocking!]
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