Heroes of the Anti-Japanese War

Chapter 81

Although Fan Shibo has changed masters from Zhang Dashuai to the Japanese over the past ten years.However, he has been mingling in the circle of foreigners in Harbin to collect information.

But Fan Shibo has done intelligence work for so many years, but he has almost never fired a gun, let alone killed anyone.

Qian Xiaobao is just the opposite.Since he was less than ten years old, he followed Feng Maoshan, the leader of the Anti-Japanese National Salvation Army, to fight the Japanese to the death.

He started killing when he was twelve or thirteen years old.With a gun in his hand, he hooked his finger, and a person in the distance fell to the ground.

Qian Xiaobao felt that killing people was a very easy thing since he was a child.Not much psychological burden.

In this age when human lives are worse than dogs, this is his misfortune and his luck.

Fan Shibo shook his oars and tried his best to control the nervous thumping in the hull of the boat.

And Qian Xiaobao was lying flat on the bottom of the boat, holding the gun in both hands, and was extremely calm.

The mist rises in the darkness on the Songhua River before dawn.The boat that Yegorov and the three of them were on was slowly approaching, and it looked like a black ingot floating on the river.

Yegorov and the other three also stared at the boat rowed by Fan Shibo.The tank sitting in the bow clutched its pistol.

"What for?" Yegorov asked sharply.

"Fishing," Fan Shibo replied in Italian.

Although Yegorov couldn't understand Italian, he was relieved.

Fan Shibo's boat was steady in the middle of the river, and Yegorov's boat was going across the river to Sun Island.The two boats were getting closer and closer.

The closer you look, the clearer it is.Yegorov gradually saw that something was wrong.It is clearly said to be fishing, but why can't there be a fishing rod on the boat?

Just when Yegorov was about to ask another question, Qian Xiaobao stood up from the boat, held the gun in both hands, and fired three consecutive shots from the tank at the bow, to Yegorov in the middle of the boat, and then to the bison at the stern.

The tank was shot in the head and turned over and fell into the water. Yegorov was shot in the chest and fell on the boat.The buffalo who heard the two gunshots reacted, turning slightly as he drew his gun.

The bullet that Qian Xiaobao shot at him passed through his lung.The mighty bison still drew its pistol.

At this time, Qian Xiaobao fired a second shot at the bison that was still standing.

bang.Ten meters away, the back of the buffalo's head exploded with a line of blood before falling to the boat.

"Row over quickly!" Qian Xiaobao urged.

The gunshots had gone out.The most important thing now is to finish as quickly as possible.

Fan Shibo stopped paddling with his right hand, and swiped with his left.The boat made a turn on the water and came close to Yegorov's boat.

Qian Xiaobao pointed his gun at Yegorov who was lying on the boat.Seeing that he didn't move at all, he jumped onto the boat cautiously.

He briefly searched the bison's body and turned the bison's carcass directly into the water.

Qian Xiaobao threw the cable from Yegorov's boat to Fan Shibo and said, "Tie it to our boat. Then row to the grassy meadow downstream."

Fan Shibo hurriedly entangled the cables of the two boats and rowed down the Songhua River.

Three gunshots pierced the tranquility of the night.When the police rushed to the riverside, they couldn't see anything.

At dawn, Fan Shibo rowed the two boats into a willow grove in the lower reaches of the Songhua River.

"You also saw that I didn't open these two boxes. You choose one." Qian Xiaobao pointed to the two leather boxes.

"How to deal with this person?" Fan Shibo asked.

"Let him disappear completely! If you do this, some people will think that Yegorov killed two bodyguards and absconded with the money." Qian Xiaobao replied.

Fan Shibo looked at the young man who was less than 20 years old in surprise.Have to say it's a great idea.

"Dig a hole to bury him? But we didn't bring a shovel." Fan Shibo said in embarrassment.

Qian Xiaobao lowered his head and unbuttoned Yegorov's belt and took off Yegorov's baggy pants.After fastening the two trouser legs, Qian Xiaobao threw the trousers to Fan Shibo.

"Does it look like a noodle pocket? Use your hands to scoop out mud from the water and put it in your trousers." Qian Xiaobao said.

All these foreigners are very stupid.Nothing can be done without tools.

Qian Xiaobao took off Yegorov's suit jacket and shirt again.He tore the shirt into strips with both hands.

Seeing that Fan Shibo didn't understand what he meant.Qian Xiaobao explained: "The trousers are filled with mud and tied with people and thrown into the water, they will not float up."

"After a few months, if the cloth is torn, people will still come up." Fan Shibo said.

Qian Xiaobao looked at Fan Shibo like a fool.

"A few months? After a few months, he will have a skeleton. I have seen people who drowned for three or four days and were pulled out by fishing nets. The people were swollen like a big steamed bun! The clothes were all torn, and the fishing nets still had blood. There are a lot of catfish, people have been eaten badly." Qian Xiaobao said.

Fan Shibo was finally persuaded by Qian Xiaobao.He stooped to fish the mud out of the water and stuffed it into Yegorov's trousers.

In the past, he had eaten stewed eggplant with catfish, a Northeast dish.Fan Shibo made up his mind that he would never eat catfish again.

Qian Xiaobao looked at Fan Shibo clumsily filling both trouser legs with mud with disgusted eyes.

Then Qian Xiaobao tied the trousers to Yegorov's body firmly with the cloth strips torn from Yegorov's shirt.

The two boats rowed into the river again.Under the cover of the willow trees on the bank, Qian Xiaobao and Fan Shibo worked together to push Yegorov from the boat into the water.

"Turn the boat over and sink it!" Qian Xiaobao said.

Turning a boat upside down is much harder than throwing a person into the water.

Qian Xiaobao and Fan Shibo managed to capsize the boat rented by Yegorov and the others.

On the way back to the other side of the river, Fan Shibo was still rowing.Today, he does all the dirty work.But he had no complaints.

After all, the most difficult job was done by the young man in front of him.

Qian Xiaobao fiddled with the m1911 pistol he found from the bison and said to Fan Shibo: "Old Fan, I'm committed to you! If your eyes were wrong just now and I thought you wanted to cheat, I'll kill you as well." solved!"

Fan Shibo was taken aback.I didn't expect that I had walked through the gate of hell just now!
"But you have to swear that you won't tell women even in bed!" Qian Xiaobao said.

"If I speak out, let me suffer from brimstone and mercury!" Fan Shibo said.

"What do you mean?" Qian Xiaobao asked puzzled.

"Westerners also have hell. People go to hell and are roasted by brimstone fire!" Fan Shibo explained.

"What is this! It's much worse than our [-]th floor of hell." Qian Xiaobao said disdainfully.

"There's also mercury! If I say it, I'll get a bayberry sore!" Fan Shibo said.

Two or three hundred years ago in the West, people who had syphilis were treated with mercury cleaning.So people often swear with mercury instead of syphilis.

Qian Xiaobao was finally moved.He has seen people with syphilis.Some have rotted noses.

"Swear such a poisonous oath! I believe you!" Qian Xiaobao said.

(End of this chapter)