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Chapter 99: A More Exciting Fireworks Display for the People of Fengtian

Chen Zhan chose the best path for him; as for what choices he made once he arrived in the Soviet area, that was none of his business.

He Chenjun didn't understand why he had to go to the Soviet area; he had no idea about the various forces on the Chinese mainland from Fengtian.

All I know is that it's very chaotic.

Warlord conflicts occurred frequently, with some warlords being eliminated after only two or three years of rise, while others remained powerful for a long time.

The Nationalist government nominally ruled the entire country, but in reality, various warlords enjoyed a high degree of autonomy.

"Don't ask me why, go see for yourself." Chen Zhan noticed his confusion.

“I will listen to you!” He Chenjun said solemnly.

Many years later, He Chenjun still remembered Chen Zhan's words on the last day of 1929.

Words that would completely change his life.

"The Japanese are at the North Street intersection," Tian Jingjie suddenly said.

"I'll go distract them," He Chenjun said immediately, startled.

"Be careful."

"Old Tian, ​​I'm leaving this to you. I won't be back tonight. When the thieves come later, we'll use a code."

"Yes, don't worry, I can still move."

Although Tian Jingjie lost both arms, he had killed many foreigners in the past, so he was not completely powerless to resist.

Chen Zhan took Ye Ningzhen away, and before leaving, he took a dusty steel spear from the shelf in Tian Jingjie's backyard.

Made entirely of steel, completely black, without any decoration, it is eleven feet long and weighs over fifty kilograms.

Tian Jingjie said it was used by Liu Lanqi; it was too heavy, and he had to use it for a long time.

Chen Zhan, however, found it convenient.

Logically speaking, a spear should not be made of pure steel, but rather the shaft should be made of ash wood.

It's not because of the weight, but because there are many "swinging" techniques in marksmanship that increase the agility of the gun.

This heavy steel spear goes against the grain, completely abandoning flexibility and maximizing the use of heavy weaponry and sharpness.

During the Southern Song Dynasty, Yue Fei had a fierce general named Gao Chong, who used a tiger-head spear made of fine steel and gold!
At that time, Jin Wuzhu led the Jin army south and set up a large force at Niutou Mountain, among which the "sliding cart" was a heavy weapon deployed by the Jin army.

The trolley resembled a large iron chariot, equipped with wheels, and was usually pushed down a hillside to use gravity to impact the enemy. It was extremely powerful and could instantly destroy infantry formations or fortifications.

In the Battle of Niutou Mountain, Yue Fei's army was blocked by the Jin army's chariots, and the situation was critical.

Gao Chong was a fierce general under Yue Fei, highly skilled in martial arts, adept at wielding a tiger-headed spear, and possessed the courage to fight ten thousand men.

Seeing this, Gao Chong charged alone towards the Jin army's sled positions. With only a fine steel tiger-head spear, he pressed the tip of the spear against the sled shaft, then used his arms to exert astonishing strength to lift the sled into the air and throw it behind him. Immediately afterward, a second and a third sled followed.

The sleds, weighing over a thousand pounds, rolled down the mountain with even greater inertia, overturning hundreds of sleds. In the end, Gao Chong, exhausted, was crushed by the following sleds along with his horse.

A remarkable story of a strange man and a strange tale remains: Gao Chong challenged the chariot!
Gao Chong used only the most powerful spears; if the shaft were made of ash wood, even a cartload wouldn't be able to lift it.

Chen Zhan was carrying a gun and was not masked. Ye Ningzhen was dressed in black, with only her eyes showing.

The two quickly headed towards the north street corner.

The north entrance is four streets away from the courtyard.

It was already dark. The Black Dragon Society warriors searched in an orderly manner. Many courtyards were dilapidated and deserted. They simply broke in. If there were people, they would also break in, but they would not kill anyone. It wasn't that they hadn't lost their humanity; they didn't have that kind of mentality.

Because murder would alert nearby residents, slow down the search, and give the fugitive time to react.

The Black Dragon Society members always worked in groups of ten. Chen Zhan had excellent eyesight and could spot the ten people searching from several hundred meters away, providing cover for each other.

After greeting Ye Ningzhen, the two stood on the left and right, with Chen Zhan making the first move.

Holding a gun in one hand, he leaped off the roof, causing the earth to tremble and the mountain to split. As he landed, the gunshot whistled through the air, smashing the bones below!

There are "eight mother spear techniques" in spear fighting: blocking, seizing, stabbing, chopping, striking, pointing, deflecting, and entangling.

This is the foundation of marksmanship; any subtle, agile, or powerful marksmanship technique must be adapted from it.

Chen Zhan only used two moves: a thrust and a chop!
As if entering an empty field, the ten black-clad warriors were killed instantly upon landing, with one being crushed to death, and four more falling to the ground in the blink of an eye—one thrust, one slash, and four shots.

The remaining five then reacted, with one of them taking a few steps back, intending to give a signal.

He had just touched his chest, not a signal flare, but a dagger, which had already pierced his heart from behind. A hit from a heavy steel spear weighing fifty or sixty pounds would at least break bones and tendons; Chen Zhan had wiped out the remaining men in just a few moves.

After looting the bodies, they discovered that each of these people was carrying a gun.

Ye Ningzhen was overjoyed. She had already thought that two guns wouldn't be enough bullets, and this was like a godsend.

He simply folded the black-clad samurai's clothes into a bundle, put ten guns inside, and also had plenty of spare bullets.

The two proceeded to the consular district security post.

They split up. Chen Zhan, carrying a large gun, couldn't hide, so he went directly from the rooftop, using his powerful legwork to leap back and forth, quickly reaching the opposite side of the police station.

The police headquarters was on the main street, opposite a three-story building, the Mitsui & Co. building, which was deserted long ago.

Chen Zhan placed the rifle on the roof, jumped down, and landed behind the foreign firm.

He left the foreign firm and joined Ye Ningzhen.

"It's still early; we'll have to wait until late at night."

Chen Zhan swept the street around; this was the main street of the consular district, the busiest one.

The shops are made of brick and stone, the buildings are in a Japanese style, the streets are well-organized and paved with stone slabs, and there are various shops on both sides, making it a very prosperous place.

Yokohama Specie Bank, Mitsui & Co., Okura & Co., and shops, restaurants, and teahouses opened by Japanese expatriates.

More common were Japanese-style pubs and dance halls, catering to Japanese colonial officials, merchants, and expatriates, and almost all of them had electric lights.

These days, not many people in Fengtian have access to electric lights.

"Let's find a place to eat first and recharge." Ye Ningzhen also took off her mask at this moment, otherwise her attire would be too strange.

There are no Chinese-owned shops in the Japanese consular district, but most Japanese business owners speak some Chinese.

Chen Zhan and Ye Ningzhen walked to a ramen shop on the side of the street, where there were quite a few people inside.

The two were unfamiliar faces. Judging from their attire, they didn't seem to be Japanese. Furthermore, after Chen Zhan underwent bone transformation, walking together with Ye Ningzhen was truly a case of beauty and the beast, which was rather strange.

However, neither of them cared. They casually ordered a few bowls of ramen and ate them quickly.

They ate and left without anyone noticing.

Ye Ningzhen glanced at her pocket watch; there were still two hours until the middle of the night. The two walked around the guardhouse, a two-story building with a small office area but a large backyard where some unimportant prisoners were held.

Important prisoners have been transferred to the Special Higher Police Section of the South Manchuria Railway Bureau.

Having scouted the location, the two first left the consular area, then reverted to their original appearance from the shadows and climbed back in.

As the number of pedestrians on the street dwindled and the lights gradually dimmed and decreased, the scene became more chaotic.

However, the police station was still brightly lit. Normally, at this time, only a few people would be on duty.

However, thanks to Chen Zhan's relentless killing spree in the early morning, the police station worked around the clock to investigate Chen Zhan's records and search for Chen Zhan and He Chenjun.

"Dang! Dang! Dang!"

As the bell rang three times, Chen Zhan and Ye Ningzhen opened their eyes from the darkness.

It's midnight.

Moreover, it ended in 1929.

As the new year begins, firecrackers can be heard from just a few streets away.

The Japanese also celebrate the New Year, but they don't set off firecrackers.

Chen Zhan listened to the sparse sounds in the distance and felt a sense of emotion.

This sound is insignificant compared to later generations, but the sound of firecrackers nowadays is far more awe-inspiring.

Even in such circumstances, the Chinese people have maintained their long-standing habits: growing tenaciously in the cold winter nights, finding joy in hardship, and so on.

This is the most basic and simple belief of the Chinese people.

Chen Zhan listened, completely absorbed.

Ye Ningzhen reminded him before he came to his senses.

He stood up and said, "It's the New Year, let's give the people of Fengtian an even more spectacular fireworks display."
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P.S.: And one more thing, the killing begins tonight! (How could I only update two chapters!)
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