The War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression Begins in Songhu

Chapter 457 Increasingly Outrageous Newcomers (Two-in-One Chapter)

"Let's eat something lightly now, and then we'll start a fire and cook a proper meal after dark, and then we can eat more."

As she spoke, Annie distributed some chocolates and compressed biscuits to the four progressive students—one boy and three girls—who were now so hungry that their legs were weak.

The amount of food distributed was small; each person received three small pieces of chocolate and a small piece of compressed biscuit.

During this process, among the six novice transmigrators who survived—five men and one woman—four of them, though not saying anything, looked at Annie with longing in their eyes.

More accurately, he looked at the chocolates and compressed biscuits in Annie's hand with a face full of longing.

Because along the way, the five male newlyweds took turns carrying the stretcher, and the remaining woman carried several bundles on her back, totaling at least 20 kilograms.

After all that work, everyone was exhausted and starving in the morning.

They desperately wanted to replenish their calories and energy, even if it was just compressed biscuits that they would normally look down on.

Unfortunately, Annie didn't seem to notice their longing eyes at all during the whole process, so she didn't give them any food.

I was originally going to ask for it, but then I remembered that I had just transmigrated here and encountered that battle.

This beautiful young woman had a submachine gun in her hand and killed at least three Japanese soldiers in quick succession. Despite their fierce display, they instinctively kept quiet.

In reality, Anne saw the longing in the eyes of the four newcomers and knew what they were thinking.

But after realizing something, he could only pretend he hadn't seen it.

There's nothing they can do! After so many traversals, they still haven't figured out the mechanism behind that mysterious entity's limit on the amount of supplies they can carry.

However, some details have been discovered and some experience has been gained.

For example, when it comes to food supplies, no matter how many people participate in the crossing, the maximum amount of each type of food that can be brought over is only 1.5 kilograms.

This is the result of an upgrade; the previous limit was only 1 kilogram.

Therefore, the food they have now is quite limited in total.

In total, there are only 6 cans of food weighing 1.5 kg, about 0.7 kg of chocolate, 0.9 kg of fruit hard candy, about 1.1 kg of compressed biscuits, and about 1.2 kg of beef jerky.

1.5 kg of milk powder, 1.5 kg of dried vegetables, and 1.5 kg of dried nuts.

The less than 1.5 kilograms of chocolate, fruit hard candy, compressed biscuits, and beef jerky were among the items, because they were originally packed in the same bundle as the radio station.

The two novices carrying them were killed in a Japanese air raid, and their splattered blood stained some of the food red, so they had to be discarded.

In the past, this situation wouldn't have been a big problem.

Although the amount of food each person brings is not much, it mainly serves as an emergency measure; basically, before they need to use it, everyone has already found ways to replenish their food supply.

Or perhaps they seized various kinds of food from the Japanese soldiers they had killed.

But for some reason, this time they didn't find any food on the Japanese squad they had wiped out.

When Anne heard the news, she had a vague feeling that something was wrong.

Given this unfortunate situation, she began to value these limited emergency foods even more; she silently resolved to use them sparingly as much as possible.

Actually, when the chocolates were being handed out, she wanted to put one in her mouth, but she forced herself to resist.

Oh, right! During the distribution of the food, the thug was secretly watching one of the three female students, a pretty girl named Song Jie, who looked about 18 years old.

However, apart from Song Jie herself, who was sensitive enough to notice something, no one else noticed the thug's little tricks.

Starving, Song Jie didn't care about being watched by the thugs...

The fifteen-minute break passed quickly, and four more cumbersome groups set off once again toward the Great Wall at Dalongmen.

Not long after they set off, Xiao Cui, who was also carrying heavy supplies, quickly walked to Hu Biao's side and began to report in a low voice.

It turned out that on the way here, she had given instructions to the six newcomers who had just transmigrated and were still alive, explaining some things they needed to pay attention to.

It's like you shouldn't try to sneak away alone. Crossing over to this battlefield isn't scary. As long as you fight the Japanese well, you can return with a lot of spoils.

Even if injured or killed in battle, they can be perfectly restored the moment they return to the modern world.

I also took the opportunity to learn about each of their basic circumstances.

Considering these six novices, because of the battle that started the army.

Now they have accepted the reality of time travel and have witnessed the immense dangers of this journey, knowing that only by following the veterans can they have a greater chance of survival.

Therefore, the following situations should generally be considered credible:
Code name: Cross, that is, the handsome guy who might have died in the air raid if Uncle Bo hadn't pulled him back in time.

A native of Guangzhou, 185 cm tall and weighing 190 catties, he was a cyclist during his university years, so his physical fitness can be said to be quite good.

I just graduated from university with a major in Electronic Information Engineering, so I am quite familiar with electronics and mechanical processing, and I also have strong hands-on skills.

He claims to have grown up in a military compound and is not only a regular at the shooting range but also a water gun enthusiast.

It can be said that this young man is both literate and martial, and his overall qualities are quite good.

The only problem was his poor mental fortitude. He was terrified by the Japanese planes at the start of the game and ran around blindly like a headless fly.

However, this kind of problem doesn't seem to be that big.

Based on Hu Biao and his team's extensive experience, a novice can become fearless and a qualified team member once they are frightened a few times, get used to it, and become numb to it.

Of course! There's another possibility: he was so terrified that he became completely incapacitated.

If such an unfortunate situation were to occur, Hu Biao would have no choice but to shoot him to help him escape the torment of time travel sooner, so that he would not participate in the subsequent time travel journey after being resurrected.

Code name: Foreman, a burly man in his thirties from Shandong Province.

He claimed to have been a contractor for eight years, so he was very familiar with everything on the construction site, whether it was building bridges, roads, or residential areas.

In response to this, Huang Adi, who had worked on construction sites for two years, chatted with him for a while on the way here and acknowledged the other party's construction site skills.

However, after they finished talking, Huang whispered a little something to Xiao Cui:
Tell that bastard to tell everyone to keep an eye on this contractor and take action if anything seems amiss; because this guy has definitely seen blood and taken lives, and not just one or two.

This kind of aura might be imperceptible to ordinary people, but it's impossible for an old hand like Huang Adi to hide it.

Given the peaceful environment in this modern world, what kind of person would possess such an aura? Could it be a fugitive? Or perhaps someone with extremely serious crimes?

Code name: Old Car, 36 years old, PLA veteran.

When he was in the army, he was the commander of an old Type 59 modified tank. He was definitely a proper armored soldier with a bachelor's degree from a private university. He was a talented person who was both literate and skilled in martial arts.

Then comes the crucial question: what would such a talented person, skilled in both literature and martial arts, do in the modern world?

Xiao Cui asked out of curiosity and received a very surprising answer: the owner of the self-service mahjong parlor.

Code name: Xinhuo, from Dalian, also in his thirties. Just by looking at his appearance and temperament, you can tell that he is a white-collar worker who spends his days in an air-conditioned office, living a life of ease and comfort, never having experienced hardship, and with average physical fitness.

However, such white-collar workers are not entirely useless. Take AT, for example, who was also an unemployed white-collar worker but performed well.

He claimed to have studied in an island nation for several years, and that he could not only speak fluent Japanese, but also had a deep understanding of the island nation's customs and stories.

Even if disguised as a Japanese soldier, it would be difficult for the Japanese to spot the flaws. In this way, it would be entirely possible to carry out missions of infiltration and intelligence gathering in the future.

However, before assigning him these tasks, there was a crucial prerequisite: gaining the trust of Hu Biao and the veteran members of the transmigrator team.

This trust refers not only to Xinhuo's personal abilities, but more importantly, to making them believe that even if they fall into the hands of the Japanese, they will not harm everyone.

Code name: Xiao Ding, a young man in his early twenties from Gansu Province, now working in Chengdu.

She had only a junior high school education, delicate features, a slender figure, and an overall demeanor that could even be described as fragile. Her skin was even fairer than Xiao Cui's.

More importantly, there's that indescribable aura about him.

So much so that after chatting with him for a while, Xiao Cui had a misconception in her mind:
If the other person is dressed as a woman, they might be even prettier than me. Maybe they're a sissy?
Code name: Sister Yi, 32 years old, her figure and appearance score 60 points, and with makeup, she scores 70 points. She claims to live in a small, third-tier county town, where she runs a small clothing store.

Still single, with only a high school education, and no other special skills besides being eloquent.

As for why they haven't gotten married yet, Xiao Cui didn't feel comfortable asking such personal questions since they weren't very familiar with each other yet.

By the way! When Xiao Cui introduced the six surviving newcomers to Hu Biao and shared some information about them, five or six veterans, including Xu Feng, Mr. Nan Ze, and AT, instinctively gathered around.

I plan to listen to see if there are any promising newcomers among this batch.

Therefore, when Xiao Cui mentioned that the contractor had concealed some personal information and might have killed someone, she said that they needed to be extra careful.

They first glanced discreetly at the foreman, then exchanged a look and reached a consensus:
Huang Adi's judgment was correct; this kid did indeed have someone's life on his hands, and we must be more careful in the future.

While Xiao Cui was muttering to herself, "If Xiao Ding, this guy in his early twenties, were dressed as a woman, he might be prettier than me. Is he a sissy?"

Although these perverse fellows didn't say anything, based on Hu Biao's understanding of them, he knew they were definitely thinking the same thing:
This Xiao Ding, does he work in Chunxi Road?

When Xiao Cui introduced Sister Yi, the only surviving woman among the newcomers.

As soon as Xiao Cui finished speaking, Xu Feng said with absolute certainty, "This Sister Yi is lying. If she weren't a technician at a foot massage parlor, I'd gouge out her eyes and let you guys step on them like light bulbs."

"No way! Sister Yi acted perfectly normal, I didn't notice anything amiss," Hu Biao replied instinctively.

Before Xu Feng could continue explaining, Mr. Nan Ze, another seasoned customer of the foot massage parlor in the team, chimed in, "You idiot, you still haven't accumulated enough life experience."

There's no doubt about it; the moment I saw Sister Yi, I smelled that familiar scent of the foot massage parlor.

As he was saying this, he glanced at Sister Yi again, his eyes showing absolutely no disdain, only an indescribable warmth.

Alright! After the two foot bath experts on the team made their judgments, Hu Biao no longer had any doubts about Yi Jie's true profession as a foot bath technician.

He immediately frowned, looking like he had a headache.

It should be noted that Hu Biao did not look down on the profession of foot massage technicians in the slightest; most of them are engaged in very legitimate work.

They earn their living through labor and skills, and there's nothing shameful about it.

A small number of people may not be so formal, but their personal moral standards are much higher than those of many other professions.

Over the years, although he has hardly ever been to such places, it is definitely not because he dislikes them.

In previous years, I was simply poor, but in recent months I'm not so poor anymore because I have a career and a girlfriend.

The key issue is that among the mere six newcomers, there are three suspected fugitives, a effeminate man, and three confirmed foot massage technicians.

This suggests that the composition of the personnel associated with that mysterious entity is becoming increasingly absurd...

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Amidst heavy, panting breaths like an old ox, Xin Huo, the newcomer who had just transmigrated, collapsed onto the ground like a rotten pile.

There was only one thought in my mind: "Damn it! We've finally arrived."

After the second platoon leader named Fang Youcai met up with the arriving communications soldier and received their assigned tasks,

"We time travelers should be able to part ways with them then, and I won't have to keep carrying that stretcher, exhausted like a dead dog anymore, right?"

It's said that in just half a day since he transmigrated, Xin Huo already felt that the hardships he had endured far exceeded those of his previous life.

Just as Hu Biao and his colleagues analyzed, Xin Huo was a pampered white-collar worker.

To be more precise, that company was actually owned by his family. The company was neither too big nor too small, enough to send him to study in Japan for a few years.

When they returned to China, while others were still struggling to find work and working like beasts of burden, they were still there.

Xinhuo has already gone directly into his own company and is now happily settling down.

As a result, after crossing over, they were grouped together with Lao Che and Shizi, taking turns carrying a stretcher for a seriously wounded soldier of our army.

The seriously injured patient was 21 or 22 years old, and he appeared to be malnourished.

So he is only about 1.65 meters tall and has a rather thin build, probably weighing only around 100 kilograms, which is considered quite light.

But carrying him all the way under such terrible road conditions had exhausted the last bit of strength Xinhuo had left.

If it weren't for the thought of the seriously wounded soldier I was carrying, a respectable senior, and the fact that the Japanese were sweeping through the area, leaving the group alone would be tantamount to suicide.

On the way here, Xinhuo had already thrown down the stretcher and run away.

Fortunately, they finally arrived at the Old Longmen Great Wall.

No matter how bad things get next, at least he won't have to do the hard labor of carrying the wounded anymore. Thinking of this, Xinhuo felt an indescribable sense of relief and ease.

Unfortunately, Xinhuo, being a newbie, soon realized he had been too optimistic...

Compared to the four novices, Xinhuo, Yijie, Laoche, and Xiaoding, who were completely exhausted, the foreman and Shizi were in slightly better condition, though their faces were also pale.

Compared to the veterans like Hu Biao, the situation is naturally much better.

Although they were all exhausted, they still had the mood to admire the scenery of the Great Wall at Dalongmen.

This place is located at the intersection of the Taihang Mountains and the Yanshan Mountains. The two cliffs are steep and the terrain is extremely dangerous. A stream flows through the canyon, forming a natural barrier called "Ten Thousand Ren Heavenly Pass".

Unfortunately, these city gates and walls, built during the Jiajing period of the Ming Dynasty, are now more than 300 years old.

Over a hundred years ago, due to the widespread use of new weapons of war, this place was abandoned because of its diminished military value, and no one has maintained it since.

As a result, everywhere you look there are broken bricks and stones, and the dilapidation is truly appalling; coupled with the sparse vegetation on the surrounding hills, it appears even more desolate and forlorn.

It can be said that this is the same Kunlun Pass that Hu Biao and his group saw during their last crossing in the Guinan region.

This northern pass and city wall presents a completely different scene.

Even so, when Hu Biao and his group were there, they still felt a much stronger sense of historical weight than when they visited the Badaling Great Wall.

It's as if I can see the figures of Ming soldiers fighting on the city walls to resist foreign enemies two or three hundred years ago.

The roars they uttered still seemed crystal clear.

Adding to the fact that the current era was a time of great hardship for the nation during the Japanese invasion, Hu Biao and his fellow seasoned time travelers were completely mesmerized.

This situation continued until a woman's piercing scream roused them from their reverie...

(End of this chapter)