The War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression Begins in Songhu

Chapter 271 The Biggest Gain

After opening his eyes again, Hu Biao immediately saw the familiar furnishings in the Deyuelou shop, as well as the equally familiar Annie beside him.

This is Hu Biao's fourth time traveling through time.

He's definitely a seasoned veteran, and he's long been familiar with all the tricks of the trade.

Even so, familiar faces such as Commander Wang, County Magistrate Zhou, Ling Lanfang, and Jin Laohei involuntarily surfaced in my mind.

There were also many more brothers from the Northwest Army, Sichuan Army, and Northern Jiangsu Independent Regiment who died heroically in battle.

It still filled him with an indescribable shock and sorrow, so much so that he couldn't speak for a long time.

Because those people are not NPCs in a game, but incredibly vibrant lives, perhaps ordinary, but with great and noble souls.

So don't say it's the fourth time he's traveled through time, even if it's the fortieth time.

Hu Biao still believed one thing: he would never be able to calm down so easily after returning.

In comparison, this was only Annie's second time traveling through time, and her first time personally participating in such a brutal battle, so her performance was naturally even more dismal.

Girls are more emotional after all! A girl who can kill someone is still a girl, isn't she?

When Hu Biao reached out and put his arm around her shoulder.

Annie instinctively rested her head on Hu Biao's shoulder, looking more delicate than ever before. There was no trace of the fierce look she had when she rode a warhorse and brandished her samurai sword to fiercely slash at the Japanese soldiers.

And so the two leaned on each other, silently calming their emotions.

It wasn't until ten minutes later that Hu Biao was the first to recover from his heavy mood.

Or to put it another way, he hasn't forgotten those people and events; he's just temporarily suppressed them, and they will become important memories in his life in the future.

Seeing that Annie's expression remained dejected, Hu Biao quickly tried to distract her:

"Boss lady, it seems you've brought back a lot of spoils this time, more than all the previous three journeys combined; should I take stock first and see what good stuff there is?"

Hu Biao wasn't lying; there were quite a few things scattered around the cash register and on the floor in front of them.

At a cursory glance, there was a collection of everything: photos, samurai swords, regimental flags, pistols, helmets, water bottles, suitcases, and more.

Forget about the other things, but that familiar little leather suitcase was once filled with large and small yellow croakers, gold jewelry, teeth, and other items, weighing at least ten kilograms in total.

I don't know how much is left after bringing it back, but even if it's only 20% or 30%, with the crazy gold prices in the modern world recently, that's still a lot of money.

Therefore, Hu Biao thought of using this topic to attract Annie's attention, so that she wouldn't be sad for too long and harm her health.

Sure enough, after hearing Hu Biao's words, Annie immediately perked up and began to count with great interest.

After taking stock, the two realized they had really struck it rich this time:
In that small leather suitcase, they found a total of 3.113 kilograms of gold. Even if this gold from the Republic of China era only had a purity of 99% at most, the current gold price was still too high.

Anyway, the two of them used a calculator to estimate that it could sell for about two million RMB.

Moreover, it's easy to sell; you can just find a jewelry store to dispose of it.

This means that even if the other time travelers don't bring back any valuable spoils this time, the cost of purchasing weapons for the next time they travel through time will be more than enough.

Many pieces of equipment that you've been eyeing for a long time can be acquired without any pressure.

There are two samurai swords in total. One is Anne's "Ichimonji Yamato", which is said to be a famous Japanese Sengoku period sword worth at least 20 million.

The other one was a general's sword that was captured from the Japanese major general, Kei Seya.

This thing has a tea-red tassel and is a military knife bestowed by the Heavenly Locust. Its value is certainly not as high as Annie's, but it is still quite rare and has a good value.

The regimental flag, naturally, belonged to the 10th Infantry Regiment of the Japanese army. It was brought back along with the chopped tassels, all of which had a strong smell of kerosene.

This thing was the only regimental flag captured during the entire Second World War, and its value was even greater than that of Kei Seya's sword.

Hu Biao couldn't figure out how to handle it right away, so he decided to put it away first.

(I haven't really figured out how to use this thing yet. Readers with suggestions can leave a comment.)

In addition, there were quite a lot of photos brought back this time.

Although Hu Biao and his group intentionally didn't invite everyone to take a proper group photo, the foreign reporter snapped quite a few pictures.

So after Hu Biao and his companion counted them, they found that there were two sets of thirteen different photos.

Among them is a scene where Ling Lanfang, a female soldier in the Guangxi Army, is strapped with several hand grenades with a somewhat composed expression. There is also a close-up of Uesugi Yushin, a Japanese lieutenant colonel, being killed by Hu Biao with a single blow.

There is a scene where, on an unnamed mound in the muddy ditch, the flags of the Japanese regiment and the battle flags of the Northern Jiangsu Independent Regiment, covered in shrouds, fly at the same time; beneath the flags, a group of men and women, covered in blood, stand like a mountain.

Each photo left Hu Biao and Annie deeply moved.

Apart from that, the odds and ends of the Japanese soldiers' helmets, gas masks, water bottles, watches, and other miscellaneous items were better, so there doesn't seem to be much else to say.

They'd seen so many of these things during their time travels that they no longer found them anything special.

Somewhat strangely, apart from two pistols and a few magazines, he didn't bring back any other weapons; fortunately, as long as he had the money, it wouldn't be a problem for Uncle Bo to buy these things in the modern world.

By the way! Zanana lives in South America, so buying these things is relatively easy for her there.

In short, after taking stock, Hu Biao and Annie felt they had gained quite a lot.

Hu Biao was just thinking about something. The two of them hadn't eaten for almost 12 hours. Just as he was about to ask Annie what she wanted to eat,

Annie quickly grabbed a pen and paper and started writing things down.

After hastily finishing writing, he said to Hu Biao, who was staring in disbelief and had already thought of something:

"These are the words I saw in a water vat in my room before I traveled back; I can assure you it's not an illusion, and I remember the content almost exactly right."

Upon hearing this, Hu Biao immediately took out his notebook and sent a group invitation to Lao Yu, Zanana, the Wizard, Van Gogh, and Mr. Nanze.

Next, he took a high-resolution photo of the contents of the paper with his phone and sent it to the transmigrator group, explaining the specific source.

At this time, Black Star, Super Boy, AT, Huang Adi, and others were still staying up all night waiting for news about this time travel.

They kept sending messages in the group, asking about the background of this time travel, as well as the process and the final result.

However, Hu Biao and the others were all preoccupied with other matters and had no energy to reply.

Just as Hu Biao had predicted, the contents on the paper contained a great deal of information.

Amidst the heated discussion, several details were quickly deduced.

For example, every time I travel back in time, I do get an improvement in all aspects of my physical abilities, but I don't know what the ultimate limit of that improvement is.

If he keeps improving like this, will he become a superhuman?

Next time you travel through that area, pay attention to the surrounding water surface and see if there are any related mission prompts.

Never even think about changing history. The complete annihilation of the Seya Detachment is probably the biggest change allowed by that mysterious entity.

Most importantly, thinking about escaping or running away will never end well.

Come to think of it! If that mysterious entity lured them there, and then they simply ran away and lay low, wouldn't all of its plans have been for nothing?

In short, after some speculation, Hu Biao still couldn't be certain about many things.

But it's still much better than being completely in the dark and knowing nothing at all.

Around 5:10 PM, Hu Biao noticed something was amiss and grumbled in the group chat:
"Hey! Mr. Nanze and Lao Yu, why haven't these two newbies joined the group?"

Since the two were asleep, Hu Biao wasn't too worried.

After putting down his phone, he asked Annie, "Are you hungry? Would you like something to eat?"

"Yan Du Xian (a type of stewed bamboo shoots) should be served with at least two bowls of rice." Upon hearing this, Annie immediately recalled how she used to go outside Taierzhuang, shining a flashlight and sticking her butt out to pick bamboo shoots.

The huge resentment of not being able to eat the braised pork and bamboo shoot soup after it was made led him to answer in this way.

Although she understood the reasons behind it, she didn't blame Ling Lanfang at all; besides, this breakfast wasn't in line with her usual eating habits, so she had to eat this breakfast today.

"Okay! Let's have braised pork and bamboo shoots."

"You cook the rice, I'm going out for a run now, and I'll buy the groceries on the way." Hu Biao, who probably understood Annie's thoughts, replied with a wry smile.

Anne said, "Let's run together, I also want to get some exercise."

So after changing into sportswear, the two jogged through the still quiet streets of the capital.

No one spoke during the process; they simply watched as the deserted street gradually came alive, filled with a peaceful yet vibrant atmosphere of life. It felt quite nice…

(End of this chapter)