allonlinenovel Chapter 225 The Silly Bear Develops His Little Brothers
Chapter 225 The Silly Bear Develops His Little Brothers
Seeing this, Bai Luo first helped Zheng Yang, who was unable to stand up due to the pain from his abdominal wound, to his feet, and then asked Xiao Cibenlang, who was slumped on the ground and looked dazed.
"Was that Communist intelligence agent really not dead?"
Kojiro, with a blank stare, nodded.
He answered blankly.
“I didn’t kill him with that shot. The Red Party intelligence agent is now receiving treatment at a secret hospital of the Special Higher Police in Er City.”
"Where is the hospital?"
"Inside an abandoned factory in the west of Er City."
When Zheng Yang heard Xiao Cifenlang say that his team leader was really not dead, his expression became more and more excited.
Where is the new bacteriology lab in Ershi?
After learning about the intelligence agent, Bai Luo immediately asked him about his purpose in coming to Er City.
But this time, Kojiro shook his head.
Seeing this, Bai Luo wasn't too disappointed that he hadn't gotten the information he wanted. After all, Kojiro's rank was too low, so he certainly couldn't have access to some of the more confidential information.
After Bai Luo inquired about the exact location of the secret hospital, he handed the person over to Zheng Yang to handle.
Zheng Yang acted decisively, picking up his AK74U rifle and filling the drum with 75 bullets, riddling the boy in front of him with bullets.
"Click."
As the AK74U rifle in his hand clicked to release its bolt, Zheng Yang finally released his finger from the trigger.
The AK74U slipped from his hand and fell to the ground. Zheng Yang knelt down in the direction of Er City and roared hoarsely.
"Sister Wang!!! Xiao Zheng has avenged you! I will definitely help you fulfill your wish, find your daughter, and raise her to adulthood..."
Bai Luo and Sha Niu stood behind Zheng Yang, who was kneeling on the ground, silently watching the tall man in front of them crying and venting his emotions.
Both were silent.
After a long while, Zheng Yang raised his sleeve to wipe the tears from his face, his eyes once again filled with determination.
With his left hand covering the wound on his abdomen, he picked up the AK74U that had fallen to the ground with his right hand and slowly stood up.
He turned to look at Bai Luo and Sha Niu behind him.
"I'm sorry, you all had to see this."
As Zheng Yang spoke, he handed the AK74U in his hand to Bai Luo.
Bai Luo took the rifle, hung it on his body, shook his head at Zheng Yang, and said...
"Let's go, let's set off."
"Um, shouldn't we clean up the battlefield?"
Zheng Yang looked at the weapons next to the severed limbs and said with a reluctant expression.
"We don't want these, you can take them if you need them."
After hearing Bai Luo's words, Zheng Yang weaved through the Japanese soldiers' severed limbs in the woods, constantly bending down to pick up the weapons and equipment that the spies had left on the ground.
He knew Bai Luo was telling the truth, whether it was the terrifyingly powerful heavy machine gun in the car or Bai Luo's weapon that he couldn't tell if it was a gun or a cannon.
Even the submachine gun he had just borrowed, which had even more firepower than a light machine gun, was confirming Bai Luo's words.
Silly Girl also stepped forward to help, after all, she was a professional at cleaning up the battlefield, while Bai Luo prepared to go out and clean up the bullet casings in the cat car.
But as soon as Bai Luo got to the cat car, he heard two whimpering sounds from a dog and a low growl from a silly bear.
Bai Luo was taken aback, only then remembering that the Japanese soldiers seemed to have brought wolfhounds with them in pursuit.
When Bai Luo circled around to the side of the cat car, a hilarious scene unfolded before her eyes.
There sat the silly bear on the ground, with two wolfhounds sitting in front of it. These two wolfhounds were none other than the two that the Japanese soldiers had brought.
Meanwhile, the silly bear was growling softly at the two wolfhounds, occasionally flashing its sharp claws at them, as if it were a junior leader reprimanding its subordinates.
He had the air of authority of a junior leader.
Bai Luo found this scene both funny and exasperating, but he didn't interrupt the silly bear's lecture.
If these two wolfhounds are truly tamed by the silly bear, he will be the one who benefits.
After storing the spent cartridges from the cat-shaped cart into his spatial storage, Bai Luo leaned against the cart and quietly watched as Silly Bear trained the two wolfhounds.
Ten minutes later, Zheng Yang and Sha Niu emerged from the woods carrying more than 20 Japanese pistols and three Type 100 submachine guns manufactured by the Japanese themselves.
After everyone finished getting ready, they boarded the cat-shaped car.
The two wolfhounds trotted closely behind the cat-shaped car, clearly showing that the bear's lecture had been very effective.
Zheng Yang was amazed as he looked at the two wolfhounds following closely behind the car.
You should know that the wolfhounds raised by the Japanese were not only of excellent breed, but also had astonishing fighting power.
Most importantly, they are unlikely to betray their master.
Unexpectedly, he was tamed by the black bear next to him.
Zheng Yang also learned a lot.
At 3 p.m. that afternoon, after everyone left the woods, Bai Luo followed Zheng Yang's advice and hid the cat-shaped cart.
In reality, he secretly put the car into his spatial storage without Zheng Yang's knowledge.
As for their equipment, Bai Luo gave Zheng Yang a backpack and put all the captured weapons inside, then had Sha Xiong carry it.
Bai Luo and Sha Niu's equipment was hidden under their cloaks.
The group of three people, a bear, and two dogs headed towards Shilitun, which is not far from Ershi City.
9 pm.
Inside the main house of a low-lying courtyard, Old Yu sat at the dining table, smoking his pipe.
Amidst the swirling smoke, Lao Yu frowned and pondered in the main room, which was lit only by a dim oil lamp.
"Hey."
Old Yu let out a long sigh, breaking the silence in the room.
After entering the city today, he discovered that he could no longer contact Xiao Yu and his group inside the city, which gave Lao Yu a bad feeling.
Then Lao Yu learned from the local residents that a gunfight had taken place in the city the night before.
The Japanese killed several people on the spot, and only one person escaped the Japanese encirclement. However, some civilians said that the escaped person was probably also injured, and the Japanese sent troops to pursue him.
Upon hearing this news, coupled with the loss of contact with Xiao Yu's group in the city, Lao Yu immediately realized that something might have happened to Xiao Yu and his group.
Thinking of this, Lao Yu dared not stay in the city any longer and hurriedly returned home to immediately relay the news of Xiao Yu's group being attacked by the Japanese to his superiors.
Shortly after the message was sent out, Lao Yu received a reply from his superiors, ordering him to temporarily go into hiding, change his identity, and wait for the support of the elite Red Army troops in the southern region three months later.
Time passed by minute by minute.
Inside the main room, Old Yu saw that the tobacco in his pipe had gone out. He stopped his unrealistic waiting, tapped the pipe on the sole of his shoe, and tucked it into his waistband.
Picking up the things that had been packed on the table, Lao Yu prepared to move overnight.
As he reached the door, Lao Yu looked back at the layout of the main room, recalling how Xiao Yu and his group of young people had taken their oath to join the Party and had their New Year's Eve dinner together in this very room.
Honest and simple-minded Xiao Qi, energetic Xiao Zheng, Xiao Wang who always had a smile on his face but never forgot to look for his lost daughter, and Xiao Yu who was resourceful and calm in the face of adversity—memories of the members of Xiao Yu's group flashed through Lao Yu's mind one by one.
A tear rolled down Lao Yu's cheek, but before it could fall, it froze into ice on his wrinkled face.
The cold, stinging sensation on his face also awakened Lao Yu from his reverie.
Once he regained consciousness, Lao Yu gently closed the door.
Xiao Yu and his team finished their mission, but his own was not. He would carry on with their vision for the future.
Old Yu mustered his spirits, slung the radio over his shoulder, and turned to walk towards the gate of the courtyard.
Perhaps the darkness will last a long time, but dawn will eventually break.