The War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression Begins in Songhu

Chapter 521 Results and Blessings (Two-in-One Chapter)

Time: 8:02 AM, Day 26 of the rest period.

Location: On the battlefield where the two Russians were fighting, 80 kilometers east of a small town called Roginsko, which is considered a military post behind the Russian front.

Because China's time is five hours ahead of ours, it's only a little past 3 a.m. here.

Wang Jianwei, the foreman who joined the team during the last time travel.

The truck he was in, covered by a canvas tarpaulin, had traveled an unknown distance before finally arriving at this location.

After entering the messy dormitory, while everyone else was fast asleep...

Only at this moment did the contractor have time to turn on his phone and connect it to the internet.

There was no other way! In this war, Er Mao had too many supporters; these supporters used all sorts of methods except for directly and openly participating in the battle.

This is precisely why the Russians suffered considerable losses after the start of the war because they overlooked too many small details.

Today, almost every regulation for frontline troops is the result of hard-won lessons learned through blood and tears.

For example, they forced everyone to turn off their phone location services. This was because they hadn't noticed this detail before, which exposed a large number of troop movements and deployments, allowing Er Mao to take advantage of the situation.

The use of international social media platforms such as Facebook and YouTube is prohibited.

This is because several units had previously revealed their detailed locations and even their missions under such circumstances, prompting Er Mao to take targeted countermeasures.

Fortunately, the outpost where the contractor was located was far enough from the front line that it was not subject to such restrictions.

As for why he took a car here in the middle of the night, it's because Da Mao is planning something big.
It is said that they gathered an army of 16 men in one go, intending to take down 'Hongjun City,' a strategic stronghold controlled by Er Mao, in one fell swoop.

So these so-called mercenaries were transferred to this place to serve as cannon fodder.

It took the foreman more than ten minutes to quickly browse through the previous chat history of the time traveler team's chat group.

Even with his life experiences, which are vastly different from those of ordinary people.

After reading the above, everyone couldn't help but marvel at it silently.

The reason for this is that Hu Biao's Deyuelou incident has finally come to an end, and the result is quite good.

To be a little more specific: Just as Hu Biao was preparing to book his plane ticket to go on a killing spree in that dark, foggy city, Zhou Kun took the initiative to come to his door.

For this, we should actually thank Xigua Capital, and the fake foreigner Mike who was in charge.

This guy really went to great lengths to completely discredit Hu Biao and Deyuelou; so much so that when Zhou Kun got up to use the toilet, he casually scrolled through his phone and came across the smear video.

With Zhou Kun's knowledge and intelligence, it was easy for him to see that someone was deliberately targeting and suppressing Deyuelou.

Not to mention the life-and-death bond between him and Hu Biao, who fought side by side on the Shanghai battlefield.

The fact that Hu Biao and others have traveled through time has brought about some incredibly positive changes to the modern Chinese world; and most of these changes are ultimately realized and implemented through him.

The two of them can be described as a perfect, seamless partnership.

Upon learning of this situation, Zhou Kun felt compelled to do something, and he was determined to do something.

After talking with the security guards around him, he realized that he was having some creative blocks and wanted to go out for a meal to relax his mind.

The security department had promised to reward Hu Biao and his group, but the reward has not yet been officially distributed.

Around dusk that day, Zhou Kun's convoy of cars appeared at Deyuelou.

Even though Zhou Kun always had people around him, making it inconvenient to say many things, for such a comrade-in-arms who had once shared life and death, many things could be understood with just a glance.

The moment they met and shook hands, everything was understood without words.

Under the silent surveillance of a designated person, Hu Biao put in his best effort and prepared a nourishing meal for Zhou Kun.

He even took out a top-quality bull penis from his private collection and cooked it all, half of it into soup and half of it into braised meat, intending to give Zhou Kun a good nourishing meal.

Of course! The point above is not important.

Importantly, after the meal, Hu Biao was invited into a private room. Zhou Kun first presented Hu Biao with a certificate and some bonuses to express his gratitude for Hu Biao saving his life.

Hu Biao pretended that it was only at this point that he realized the person who had been poisoned by Xie Wanting was actually Zhou Kun.

He showed great excitement and a sense of accomplishment.

Then, Zhou Kun asked Hu Biao and Deyuelou if they had encountered any difficulties, because when he came in, he noticed that the atmosphere in the store was a bit strange.

Under these circumstances, Hu Biao quickly told them about the watermelon investment.

After listening to Hu Biao's introduction, Zhou Kun simply nodded.

But as soon as he stepped out of Deyuelou, he made a personal request to Lao Huang, the contact person in charge beside him.

He said it was entirely his personal request, but just as Mike had thought at the time.

With Zhou Kun's current situation and his rapidly yielding research results, who can ignore his words? It can be said that anything that can be done will be done without any problems.

Moreover, when it comes down to it, Hu Biao and Deyuelou made no mistakes whatsoever; it was entirely the other side's fault.

Therefore, Zhou Kun's request was quickly fulfilled; the relevant departments also took action with astonishing efficiency.

Then, Xigua Capital, which had once been arrogant in front of Hu Biao, and its related personnel, immediately suffered a blow that was like being reduced to a lower dimension.

They couldn't even struggle or ask someone to intercede for them.

Two days later, yesterday morning, all the relevant decisions were made:

First, Xigua Capital is ordered to immediately cease its illegal activities and is fined the maximum amount of 300 million yuan. Furthermore, its qualifications to invest in all regions of China are revoked, and its business license is also revoked.

Of the above penalties, the former, a fine of 300 million yuan, is a trivial matter for Xigua Capital.

However, the latter was a devastating blow to them, because the profits from Greater China accounted for more than half of their annual profits and were the source of all their growth.

Having their investment qualifications and business licenses revoked means they will no longer be qualified to do business in China.

In addition, Deyuelou also has the qualifications and confidence to file a civil lawsuit against them for compensation. Hu Biao and Annie will certainly not give up on this and have already entrusted their lawyer friends to prepare the materials.

As for the compensation amount to be demanded at that time, let's just set it at half a small goal.

This is not because Hu Biao and his group are greedy for money, but simply out of a sense of justice; once they get their hands on the money, they will donate it through appropriate channels as soon as possible.

They wouldn't leave a single hair on their hands.

Secondly, Jin Wenhui and Zhu Xiaocui are actually the fake foreigner Mike and his female secretary, and these are their real names on their passports and ID cards.

Mike and Julie are just English names they chose for themselves.

The two individuals have been criminally prosecuted by relevant authorities for seven or eight crimes, including commercial bribery, embezzlement, unfair competition, and provoking trouble.

The case has been accepted and will be heard in court soon.

Although the results are not yet available, according to Annie's lawyer friend, and considering that Xigua Capital would rather the two of them die than offer any assistance, they will not be able to help at all.

Given his numerous crimes and extremely bad circumstances, the fake foreign devil Mike will likely be sent to work on a sewing machine for at least fifteen or sixteen years.

After he finishes using the sewing machine, he will be immediately deported and sent back to the place he considers awesome.

By then, he'll be almost sixty; and his wife, who's already starting to file for divorce, will probably marry someone else with all his assets.

Presumably, when that time comes, he will be very honored to join the ranks of the homeless and enjoy the air of freedom.

Julie, the glamorous secretary, is in a slightly better situation, but only slightly better.

She would need to work on a sewing machine for at least ten years, and by the time she emerged, she would be old and faded. Even if she wanted to make some quick money by relying on her talent, she could only find the lowest-end jobs in the back alleys.

Third, those socialites who occupied seats at Deyuelou and threw banners and mudslinging have finally met their match.

Under normal circumstances, given their extensive experience in this kind of shady business, even if the police arrested them for what they did at Deyuelou, they would only be detained for a few days and fined a few hundred dollars; they wouldn't even have a criminal record.

But there's a famous saying that goes something like this: "The world fears nothing more than being earnest."

After the relevant departments took the matter seriously, these people's supposedly very secretive misdeeds were thoroughly investigated and uncovered in a very short time.

They have now been sued for being part of an organized criminal gang.

This completely changes the situation, because according to relevant regulations, organizers and leaders must have a minimum of seven years of experience, while active participants must have a minimum of three years and a minimum of seven years.

Even for ordinary participants, the duration is less than three years.

If someone has other cases against them, those cases will be combined with the sentencing, and the time spent working on the sewing machine will only be longer.

Fourth, even those who frantically smeared Deyuelou and Hu Biao online also paid a price.

Those who didn't receive any money but were misled by others are in better shape; their posts are simply deleted, they are banned from speaking, and their accounts are suspended for a period of time.

Professional online trolls are different; depending on the amount of money they receive, they face different punishments such as stepping on sewing machines, detention, and fines.

Even those platforms didn't fare any better, being summoned and fined by relevant departments.

The key is for each party to proactively clarify and apologize for the matter on their respective platforms.

"Wow! That bastard's really something now." After reading the whole story, the contractor couldn't help but make this comment.

Although this incident was resolved so perfectly, the key was Zhou Kun's intervention; Hu Biao and his group didn't even have time to implement the methods they planned to use abroad.

However, it still had an extremely good deterrent effect on other people and forces.

It's likely that other venture capital firms, even if they want to invest in Deyuelou in the future, will only engage in normal contact and cooperation, and will not dare to use any other means.

This crisis solved countless problems for the future development of Deyuelou.

Not to mention those gangsters, this place is completely forbidden territory for them, and no one dares to cause trouble here anymore.

Even so, many members of the time traveler team were still very dissatisfied with the result, believing that it was too good for the senior partners of Watermelon Investment.

This dissatisfaction was particularly strong among members abroad, including those associated with Van Gogh, Bo Shu, and Zanana.

You know what! They were all ready to make a killing in Chongqing and give that troublesome, gloomy city a good kick; but it ended before it even began, which was quite disappointing.

Seeing this, the contractor was about to say something.

However, it's not that the matter is resolved so easily; wouldn't it be a bit anticlimactic and not satisfying enough?

Instead, he suddenly thought of something that everyone had overlooked:
That is because after everyone participated in the time travel, perhaps due to the many positive changes they brought to the modern world, they also received some blessings and were somewhat favored and blessed by the unseen forces.

Or to put it another way, luck turned around.

Such good luck doesn't mean they can win the lottery. Damn it! Even if you have incredible luck, it won't make a difference.

This is mainly reflected in the fact that after encountering trouble, it will eventually be resolved with a fairly good result.

Leaving aside others, let's just talk about that damned bastard Hu Biao.

From what the contractors had heard, Hu Biao had encountered several incidents, including being reported for putting opium poppy shells in his food, his landlady wanting to raise his rent drastically, and someone sneaking into the shop to poison Zhou Kun.

And then there's the recent incident involving Xigua Investment.

Every time there's trouble, the outcome is quite good, so there might be something fishy going on.

Unfortunately, before he could even start typing, a familiar voice came from beside him, presumably from one of his Tatar comrades named Ivankov:
"Boss, I heard we're being sent to infiltrate Rodinsco early this morning."

So you should take some time to rest, so you won't be tired tomorrow.

The foreman was well aware of the enormous harm that a lack of focus and concentration could cause on the battlefield; after hearing this advice, he dared not continue playing on his phone.

After decisively turning off my phone, I lay down on one of those particularly narrow Russian beds, and within a minute, loud snoring filled the air; I had already fallen into a deep sleep.

To be honest, this guy is definitely a newbie in the team.

However, in terms of mental fortitude and practical skills, he is by no means a novice.

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More than two hours later, as dawn broke, the foreman and other mercenaries were woken up.

Breakfast was surprisingly good; there was some fresh bread, vegetable salad, and buckwheat porridge.

Instead of the various canned foods that the contractor had been eating for the past two years in the trenches and was almost sick of.

Despite the lavish breakfast, none of them were happy.

No other reason than that! This means that the mission they are about to embark on is likely to be even more difficult than they imagined; otherwise, they wouldn't be receiving such good treatment.

And indeed, after breakfast they were taken to the front lines and given an order:
They infiltrated Roginsco in small teams, or after holding out for 48 hours.

They could only be allowed to leave completely once the main force had completely captured this small town and besieged Hong Juncheng's Er Mao; otherwise, they would be subject to military law.

Upon hearing this order, the foreman felt an overwhelming urge to curse.

Because achieving either of the above two requirements is quite difficult.

Seeing the Russian soldiers around him who looked like a supervisory team, the only thing he could do was to carry more magazines from his AK-308 rifle.

Their operation began a little after 10 a.m.

Without any tanks or armored personnel carriers for protection, a 15-man team led by the contractor sped off on eight off-road motorcycles toward a small town several kilometers away.

Because of the threat of drones, landmines, and Javelin anti-tank missiles, these once formidable infantry fighting weapons have become sitting ducks.

There are no agile and fast off-road motorcycles yet, which would be more convenient and easy to use.

With the roar of the motorcycle engines, they soon arrived at the wilderness outside the city. This place was originally fertile farmland, but it has been completely abandoned because of the war.

Besides numerous pits of varying sizes, the surface was also covered with a large number of spider webs.

More accurately, those are actually thin fiber optic cables; to prevent interference, most of the drones on both sides have now switched from wireless to wired operation.

After countless drones were deliberately exploded or passively destroyed, these things are now scattered all over the wilderness.

From a distance, it looks like we've arrived at a spider cave.

They had barely rushed into the wilderness when they were spotted by some hidden thugs, who opened fire on them.

Without any hesitation, the eight off-road motorcycles continued their frantic advance.

At most half a minute later, a drone swooped down on the convoy, and after a loud explosion, a motorcycle and two comrades fell in the wasteland.

The person wasn't dead, but screamed loudly in agony.

Suppressing the urge to stop and rush to rescue the people, the contractor shouted in broken Russian, "Keep going, don't stop!"

Two days later, the foreman, with only six men left, finally withdrew back to the Russian-controlled rear after completing a 48-hour infiltration mission.

After taking a shower and eating a canned meal.

He glanced at a notebook he carried with him, calculating that he would have at least six months to pay off his debts; then he thought about the new time-travel journey that would begin soon.

He couldn't help but think, "If only I could bring back some spoils from this time travel."

That's right! The foreman was getting tired of this mercenary lifestyle because if he were to die on the battlefield, he hoped it would be for his country and people, not for money.

Oh, right! In a street battle the day before, the foreman almost died if he hadn't been incredibly lucky.

This suggests that they do indeed possess some kind of blessing or good fortune.

This time he finally had the time to bring up this idea in the chat group...

(End of this chapter)