Chapter 486 Go to Japan

Jiang Hao drove his motorcycle straight out of the city gate.

He is going to leave Nanjing.

The experience of these two days and two nights made Jiang Hao think a lot, and also made him understand one thing, that nothing can be changed by him alone.

A special forces sniper with super combat power can assassinate a high-ranking general and kill several soldiers, but he can't even change a small-scale battle, let alone a battle, a war.

In the face of an all-out war involving two countries, personal force is as insignificant as a drop of water in the ocean. Even if he tried his best to jump in, he couldn't even stir up a tiny wave.

No matter how capable he is, there are still hundreds of thousands of people in Nanjing, who should he save, and how many people can he save.

He is not cowardly, nor is he running away, nor is he afraid to fight those Japanese with his life, but even if he kills hundreds of thousands of enemies, and finally dies in battle, he feels that it is not very meaningful, and he may be able to do more. No, last night he had already made up his mind that he was going to the mainland of Japan to penetrate the heart of the enemy.

Killing those two beasts before leaving was just to fulfill a small wish.

In fact, he wants to kill more people, such as Matsui Iwane, the commander-in-chief of the Central China Dispatch Army, Hisao Tani, the commander of the 6th Division, Nakajima Kagego, the commander of the 16th Division, and many, many invaders who are full of crimes. , but he knew that even if these generals were killed, it would have no effect on the overall situation of the battle, and someone would come up immediately, perhaps because the sniper killing of these people would attract even more crazy revenge from the Japanese army.

Even if he can escape, it may cause the death of more innocent people because of his actions.

He also knew that even if he didn't do it himself, those beasts would not give up.

But this is a difficult decision after all.

So he finally decided, you cut my skin, I dig your heart, let's compare who has the most ruthless heart.

The motorcycle galloped all the way, and a city gate appeared in front of it, with roadblocks at the gate, and a sandbag fortress next to it, with machine guns inside, Jiang Hao stopped the car, and a Japanese army team leader came over to salute and said: "Please show your pass. "

Jiang Hao took out the press pass and showed it to the other party. After reading it, the team leader asked, "So you are a reporter, where are you going?"

"Ah, go outside the city to take some photos, is there any problem?" Jiang Hao said with a straight face.

"Of course no problem." The team leader quickly returned the pass to Jiang Hao. Jiang Hao put away the pass and drove out of Nanjing City with the gas pedal on his motorcycle.

Jiang Hao is going to drive a motorcycle all the way to Shanghai, and then take a boat in Shanghai to Japan. After Japan occupied Shanghai, it began to use Shanghai as a bridgehead to send troops and deliver supplies such as ammunition, guns, and armored vehicles to China. Short.

Riding a bicycle all the way, at this time there is already a big road from Nanjing to Shanghai, Jiang Hao just needs to walk along the road, there are occasional towns and villages on both sides, but at this moment, it is also devastated, halfway through, Jiang Hao found that the motorcycle did not It was oily, so I had to come down and stand by the side of the road.

I have to say that he was lucky, he stayed on the side of the road for half an hour, and unexpectedly saw several military trucks coming from the direction of Shanghai, Jiang Hao hurriedly waved to stop them.

creak!

The truck at the front stopped, and the ones at the back also stopped naturally. The people in the truck looked at Jiang Hao, "What's the matter?"

Jiang Hao immediately said: "My car is out of gas, can you give me some gas?"

The officer heard that Jiang Hao's accent was pure Japanese, so he jumped out of the car, and he was also a second lieutenant. He came to Jiang Hao and asked, "Which unit are you from? Why are you here alone?"

"I'm not a soldier. I'm a reporter accompanying the army. I'm planning to go back to Shanghai. I didn't expect to run out of gas halfway." Jiang Hao said helplessly.

The army second lieutenant looked at the camera and video camera in Jiang Hao's car, and believed Jiang Hao's words, because these camera equipment were very expensive at this time, the second lieutenant immediately waved behind him and shouted: "Take a Get the barrel of gasoline down."

Immediately, a soldier jumped out of the car, and after a while brought over a military metal gasoline tank, the second lieutenant said: "I still have to transport supplies, so I won't keep more, you should be able to refuel."

"Yes, thank you very much."

The second lieutenant got into the car, and several cars whizzed by. Looking at the disappearing convoy, Jiang Hao sighed, "What a killing value, just leave like this."

He saw a truck full of soldiers behind him in the back of the truck. He really couldn't face so many Japanese soldiers by himself. He could only watch the meat slip from his mouth. up.

The fuel tank was filled up, and the rest was put in the car bucket. Jiang Hao continued on the road. The motorcycle beeped all the way, running for six or seven hours, and finally arrived in Shanghai in the middle of the night. Before entering the city, he accepted another inspection. It passed without any surprises.

The motorcycle drove into the city. At this moment, the whole Shanghai has lost its previous hustle and bustle. After the Japanese occupied Shanghai, they also carried out brutal massacres. However, several months have passed, and now Shanghai is gradually stabilizing.

He was wearing a military uniform, and he was supposed to report to the Japanese military headquarters, so he could naturally be entertained. However, he was a holiday soldier, so naturally he would not take the initiative to go to the military headquarters to hang around.

Stopped outside a hotel with lights on, and knocked on the door. After a while, there were a few words in Shanghainese, which Jiang Hao didn't quite understand, but it was just a complaint, similar to the fact that it was so late and the door was not opened. some type of.

"Open the door, I want to stay in the hotel." Jiang Hao said this in Japanese, and his tone was very blunt.

The innkeeper looked out from the crack of the door and trembled in fright. It was a Japanese in military uniform, so he opened the door quickly in fright.

clack clatter

There was the sound of unplugging the latch and picking up the iron chain, and the store door opened after a while, and a middle-aged uncle stood at the door with a look of panic, "Tai, Taijun, yes, what's the matter?"

Jiang Hao guessed that this guy could not understand Japanese, so he said word by word in very blunt Chinese: "I, stay in the hotel."

"Stay in the shop, oh okay, no problem." The shop owner said hastily.

He quickly led Jiang Hao to the second floor and opened a room, "Tai, Taijun, do you think this is okay? This is the best room we have here."

Jiang Hao ignored him, and shook his gloves to let him go out. The shop owner quickly went downstairs and left. It is winter, and it is very cold to ride a motorcycle. Into the warm room, suddenly gave birth to a sense of happiness.

Jiang Hao sat on the bed and began to meditate cross-legged. Since he came to this world, he has not really slept a night, because he does not know where there are enemies. The Japanese are enemies. He is now pretending to be Japanese, and the Chinese are also enemies.

If a patriotic soldier came and shot him in the back, Jiang Hao's death would be called injustice. Fortunately, cross-legged meditation can still serve the purpose of rest, even better than sleeping.

One night passed quickly, and the next day Jiang Hao got up early and left the hotel. It was impossible to give money, and it would be revealing if he gave money in this suit, and besides, he had no money.

He has guns, bullets and grenades on his body now, but he has no money, and his pockets are empty, cleaner than his face.

Damn, I really should get some money, otherwise it will be difficult to live in Japan, where can I get it, Jiang Hao scanned the surrounding streets while driving a motorcycle, thinking about the idea in his heart.

suddenly,

When he saw a red brick building with a plaque that read "Zhengjin Bank Shanghai Branch", he immediately thought about it.

He had read some information about Zhengjin Bank. Zhengjin Bank was founded in Yokohama, Japan in 1880. It set up a branch in Shanghai in 1883, the ninth year of Guangxu in the Qing Dynasty. During the Japanese invasion of China, Zhengjin Bank played a great role. , was used by the Japanese army as a reserve bank, storing a large amount of looted gold and silver.

After storing for a certain period of time, when a batch is collected, it will be shipped to Japan, and finally stored in the Bank of Tokyo. As for the quantity, it cannot be counted.

It's outrageous for me not to steal you.