The War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression Begins in Songhu

Chapter 613 The Final Value (Combined Chapter)

"Damn it! This thing is so big, what should we do with it?"

"If only I had stuffed some gasoline drums into the train cars and blown them up during the evacuation from the island nation, I wouldn't be struggling to find a suitable place to hide now."

Looking at the Type 89 medium tank quietly parked in the 100-cubic-meter space of the shopping basket, the old man couldn't help but grumble and curse in exasperation.

It is a little past 8 p.m. on the seventh night of the rest period.

If nothing unexpected happens, after midnight, everything the mysterious entity temporarily provided to them will become invalid in order to increase their success rate in causing trouble in the island nation.

Specifically, the physical improvement gained from eating steamed buns will return you to your pre-eaten state.

The shopping basket, which can be considered a space-time equipment, the high-tech wristwatch, the passport and mask used to conceal identity, will all disappear completely in the future.

The group had been mentally prepared for the situation, but they were still somewhat flustered and worried as the time approached.

This situation is particularly serious for members Lao Che and Mina.

There's no other way! In the shopping baskets of every time-traveling team, there are still quite a few old World War II weapons and ammunition that haven't been used up after their operations in the island nation.

Without a shopping basket for storage, being discovered by others would be a very serious matter.

So at this time, everyone is trying their best to find a sufficiently hidden and safe place to hide these weapons and ammunition first.

However, compared to others who either rent or buy a house and can easily store these weapons and ammunition in a large cabinet, this situation is quite different.

At this moment, the old car was having quite a headache.

Because he really didn't know where to hide such a huge iron lump weighing more than ten tons.
It was mainly Uncle Sam and the Japanese who were searching the whole world for the whereabouts of this Type 89 tank; it is said that any useful clue would be worth millions of dollars.

If someone discovers the tank and then uses it to track down a person, it could trigger an unimaginable and massive disaster.

Therefore, renting a warehouse or a basement to hide in is not safe enough.

After some thought, Lao Che had made up his mind, and drove straight out of the city.

After driving for almost an hour and walking for almost half an hour, they arrived at a rather secluded waterfall.

The waterfall's flow isn't large, but the key feature is a bottomless pool at its base; it's said that no matter how severe the drought in previous years, it has never dried up.

So the old car came here to throw that Type 89 medium tank into this pond.

He has already explained this approach in the group chat, and everyone understands and agrees to it.

Everyone knows that this is how it was disposed of, which is quite a pity, but there's nothing that can be done about it; because they simply won't be able to bring this tank with them on their next journey.

Keeping it in your possession is like having a time bomb, which might cause trouble at any time.

After searching around and confirming that no one was there, Old Che felt extremely reluctant when he finally stood at the edge of the pool.

In the end, I repeatedly told myself one sentence:
"Out with the old, in with the new! Let's take a longer view. If we make a few more trips, we can eventually get our hands on Tiger, Sherman, and T-34 tanks. Aren't they much better than these Japanese junk?"

With a determined thought, he released the Type 89 medium tank just a few meters in front of him.

With a loud 'thud,' the huge lump of iron smashed into the water, creating a large splash.

Immediately afterwards, amidst a series of 'glug-glug' bubbles, the tank sank rapidly into the depths of the pool, and soon disappeared completely from the old car's sight.

At this point, the old car was already in tears.

There's no other reason than that! Even though this Type 89 tank of the Japanese had many problems such as slow speed, thin armor, limited firepower of the cannon, and cramped interior space.

But after driving it through battles time and time again, the old car still considers it its partner; those without such experience will never understand this feeling.

At the same time, but the location was changed to Lijiapo, an open sea surrounded by no ships passing by.

Mina, who was clinging to the edge of a yacht, was also sobbing loudly.

Because right in front of her, a Hawk III fighter jet, with a large amount of heavy equipment strapped to its cabin and fuselage, was also sinking rapidly.

Clearly, Mina also used the same method as the old car to deal with that fighter jet.

As she threw the plane into the sea and watched it sink dozens of meters below the surface, Mina had never felt such a strong urge to acquire a space-age device with a large enough capacity that she could keep for a long time…

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An hour later, in an apartment in a residential area of ​​Guangzhou.

Cross sat down in front of the computer in the study, his face full of solemnity.

On the computer screen in front of him, Uncle Bo and Old K, who were having a video conference with him, had the exact same expression.

The three individuals mentioned above possess the most advanced electronic skills among the time-traveler team. Their current reaction is actually quite simple:
With just over two hours left, the mysterious entity will take back all the temporarily distributed items at once.

Therefore, they are struggling with whether to take advantage of the remaining time to disassemble the high-tech watch, and record the entire process, including its internal structure and components.

This action was definitely not something the three of them did out of boredom.

The benefits of doing it this way are numerous; the chips alone are worth the effort.

Such a powerful watch certainly cannot achieve the effect of current mainstream silicon-based chips, not even the legendary 1-nanometer chip.

Only entirely new types of advanced chips in the future will possess such powerful performance.

In this way, by taking them apart and examining them, they can at least confirm one thing: which type of material and chip will be the true direction of future development.

This alone can save a lot of time and money in research and development, and avoid many detours.

It could even allow the country to overtake others on this track once again; it could also be considered that the props given by this mysterious entity should play their final role.

However, before disassembling it, a very crucial question arises:
After they disassembled the watch, they had no idea whether they could successfully reassemble it, or whether it would still work after reassembly.

It's unknown whether the mysterious entity will punish them for this.

It would be obviously not worth it to get killed because of this; but such an opportunity to come into contact with future cutting-edge technology is extremely rare, and I don't know when I'll be able to encounter it again.

In short, the three of them had been hesitant about this matter for a day or two.

With the watch's recall deadline fast approaching, it's getting too late to disassemble it now; it's time to make a decision.

After another minute or two, Uncle Bo finally made a decision.

He muttered under his breath, "As the old saying goes, the bold starve while the timid thrive. I'm going all out for this opportunity to overtake on a curve."

Besides! The mysterious entity didn't say we couldn't disassemble the watch, so even if we break it, it's not our fault; we can only blame it for not saying so beforehand.

Let's get started, disassemble the watch.

Neither Cross nor Old K spoke, but the gleam in their eyes said it all.

Men, what one doesn't enjoy disassembling mechanical and electronic products? Especially for electronics enthusiasts like them, their hands have been itching to get their hands on these high-tech electronic gadgets for ages.

Shortly afterward, the three men's watches were disassembled.

Looking at the internal structure and chips, the three remained silent for a full minute or two.

First, I was amazed by the artful layout inside; second, I was amazed by the future direction of chip technology, which is actually like this.

After a while, Old K, overwhelmed with emotion, slammed his fist on the table and shouted:
"Wow! Inside this high-tech smartwatch is a SOC chip made of graphene material."

Look at that string of numbers 4211 above. Does it mean that this thing was actually produced in the 11th week of 42?
We don't know the specific architecture of this thing, how many transistors are integrated on it, or any more advanced components.

"Simple! This morning, I temporarily rented a Zeiss Sigma 360 electron microscope, which is said to have a maximum resolution of 0.6 nanometers. As long as we put the chip under the microscope and take a clear picture, and then have that bastard show it to Zhou Kun, we'll figure it out."

The cross spoke these words with an excited tone.

Over time, as the three continued to disassemble the watches, they were broken down into a collection of intricate parts; and every detail was photographed and recorded in detail.

They were even placed under an electron microscope, magnified, and then photographed and recorded.

When they first started disassembling it, the three of them thought they would leave half an hour to put the thing back together.

But who could blame them? This thing, once it fell into their eyes, was even more attractive than a peerless beauty, and in their busyness, they completely forgot about it.

Fortunately, after midnight, the pile of small parts in front of them, as well as the vegetable basket and mask and other props, disappeared in a sudden spatial distortion.

The spirit, physical strength, and power in the three of them dissipated almost entirely in an instant, like a receding tide.

However, the above situations should all be due to their physical fitness being temporarily enhanced, and then returning to a normal, improved state.

In other words, the three of them did not suffer any punishment from the mysterious entity for their dismantling operation during this adventure.

The gains were truly astonishing. According to their calculations, if Zhou Kun were to time travel again, he would be able to develop practical technologies for controlled nuclear fusion.

What did they research next? Of course, they researched chips with entirely new technologies.

Just imagine those guys discovering that their relentless attempts to strangle China have inadvertently uncovered a revolutionary new chip technology; their feelings and expressions at that moment will surely be quite a sight…

At the same time, but the location was changed to the second floor of Deyuelou headquarters, in Hu Biao's and Boss Hu's office.

Annie, alone in her office, sat in front of a laptop, feeling a sudden weakness in her body.

I glanced at the bottom right corner of the screen; it showed 12:00.

Although I had anticipated this situation, I still felt quite disappointed.

The main thing is that feeling of being incredibly powerful after having one's body temporarily enhanced is just too good; it's almost like being an omnipotent superman.

Once the fight begins, they can even dodge pistol bullets in advance based on various details before the opponent fires.

It's really hard to get used to being suddenly brought back to reality.

It took Annie at least several minutes to regain her composure; after taking a deep breath, she began to work on something quite important:

They will send a large amount of information obtained from the island nation branch of the China Q Bureau to the relevant national departments.

Previously, the security of the electronic products confiscated from Connor Griss's office in the island nation was easily bypassed by the high-tech smartwatch.

All the data inside has now been retrieved.

The boss's safe was also cut open by Chaozi with an oxyacetylene torch, and the documents inside were taken out and photographed one by one.

Furthermore, before the mysterious entity retrieved the high-tech wristwatch, Annie even set up a secure enough network gateway to ensure that her subsequent data transmissions would be safe from any danger.

Even the most skilled hackers couldn't find any trace of the IP address of Deyuelou.

"These materials will definitely be of great use to the relevant departments."

After muttering this to herself, Annie clicked the mouse in her hand, and the already packaged and compressed file, totaling more than 30 gigabytes, began to be transferred.

The internet speed at Deyuelou is limited; it takes seven or eight minutes to transfer such a large file.

It was at this point that Annie, feeling a bit bored, realized that Hu Biao, who had said he was going to the bathroom, hadn't returned even after more than ten minutes.

"This guy! Could it be that he really has kidney problems? Otherwise, why does it take him so long to go to the bathroom?"

After realizing this, Annie couldn't sit still any longer. She immediately got up, left the office, and headed towards a restroom on the second floor.

Just as I reached the door, I could faintly hear Hu Biao's voice coming from inside; he was probably making a phone call.

"Yes! I'll arrange things at the shop tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow I'll drive to Shanghai to meet Annie's parents and some other family members."

I plan to stay in Shanghai for two days and three nights, and then come straight back.

What? Clean up my room so Annie can stay there.

Mom, if you want to have a grandson soon, don't listen to Dad's old-fashioned ideas. Just change the bedding in my room..."

After hearing the above, Annie, knowing that her husband's kidneys were fine, breathed a huge sigh of relief.

After recalling Hu Biao's "hope to have a grandson soon" comment, he couldn't help but spit inwardly, knowing full well what the kid was up to.

Finally, after thinking of something, he found himself in a state of bewilderment, both amused and exasperated...

Ten minutes later, in a relevant department more than ten kilometers away from Deyuelou, Xiao Zhao, the network maintenance worker on duty that night, returned to his desk after having a late-night snack in the canteen.

He glanced at his computer screen and immediately frowned.

He discovered that a compressed file named 'Old Antiques Alliance' had suddenly appeared on his computer screen.

Without a doubt! Given his familiarity with his computer, this file must have appeared during the less than twenty minutes he spent having a late-night snack at the cafeteria.

Given the tight security at the workplace, it's impossible for an outsider to have infiltrated. The message must have been transmitted via the network; and the fact that it managed to bypass their network firewall speaks volumes about the attacker's methods.

After realizing what was happening, Xiao Zhao immediately unplugged the network cable.

Then this situation was immediately reported.

Not long after, the director and several colleagues rushed over, each with a solemn expression on their face.

Subsequently, Xiao Zhao and several colleagues used various methods to check and prove that the compressed file contained no viruses or Trojans.

After confirming that the computer was also unaffected, the group breathed a sigh of relief.

They couldn't help but be very interested in the file on the desktop; with such powerful network intrusion methods, all they had done was send a file and nothing else.

Could it be that the "Old Antiques Alliance," which has been dominating the trending topics these past few days, has sent them some important information?
After the director nodded in approval, Xiao Zhao began to decompress the files using the mouse.

After the decompression was complete, Xiao Zhao casually opened one of the documents and only read the beginning; then the director behind him shouted:
"Shut it down, shut it down right now! You all know the confidentiality regulations, keep this to yourselves, and don't let anyone else know."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Zhao and the others naturally understood the gravity of the situation.

One by one, they all nodded their heads off.

Because the document they had just opened contained a list and information about the Japanese Foreign Ministry's spies in China, as well as the names and details of important henchmen they had bribed.

If this list and information are proven to be genuine, it would be an incredible find.

It can be said that the underhanded tactics the Japanese have employed over the years, even if they cannot wipe out 100% of them in one fell swoop, can at least eliminate the vast majority of them in one fell swoop.

After all the files were extracted, this list and information only occupied a very small portion of the total 47.6GB of files.

By this time, Xiao Zhao and the others were convinced that the compressed file had been sent by the Old Antiques Alliance.

Because they must have obtained this classified information during their attack on the Q Bureau branch building.

As the master of the Japanese, the Central Bureau of Investigation and Statistics (CBIS) naturally possessed a great deal of information about the Japanese, including this list and data...

(End of this chapter)