Under One Person: One Person Goes

Chapter 415: Rescue in Progress

Time quietly came to the end of November, and there was only a little time left before the disaster that shocked China and the world in the first year of the War of Resistance Against Japan.

The chaos in the city has reached a point where it is out of control.

Every day, there were trains leaving the city that were as packed with people as the Indians next door in later generations. A third-class ticket could be sold for 30 yuan in French francs. Even so, it was difficult to get a ticket, and on the black market, the price would be even more outrageous.

The same goes for the train and the ferry, which cost 5 to 10 yuan.

Compared to the train tickets which are hard to come by and even most people cannot afford, they still have options. For 5 to 10 yuan, a working-class family can afford it if they grit their teeth.

But the distance is naturally not as far as that of the train. After all, there is the naval fleet of the old empire on the river, so safety cannot be guaranteed.

As for airplanes, don't even think about it. They are reserved for powerful officials, wealthy businessmen and foreigners. They are truly worth more than gold. Even so, there are planes taking off, landing, and flying back and forth every day.

It was also thanks to the fact that the aviation industry in the Republic of China period was controlled by capital from the great powers and that there were foreigners on board, otherwise the Japanese planes would have shot down these planes long ago.

As time went by, the chaos in the city naturally became more and more serious.

It was not that serious originally. After all, whether it was a train or a ferry, a middle-class family with all their family would have to spend 50 to 150 yuan of French francs. This amount of money was a huge loss for a middle-class family, and they would have to tighten their belts for the next year.

A large number of middle-class families in the city chose not to leave but stayed in the city for this reason, as they still had unrealistic fantasies about the impending invasion of the Japanese army.

However, Wang Yi's actions in the past few days directly shattered the last bit of fantasy of these people, making them realize that there would be no good thing if they stayed in the city.

In that case, why not leave now while you can?

Naturally, the senior officials of the National Government's Ministry of Transportation were all grinning from ear to ear after seeing this commotion. With so many people rushing to give them money, how could they not miss this opportunity?

Anyway, the transport capacity is there, and the number of people it can accommodate is also there. If I say there are tickets, you have to pay for them. In the end, it has nothing to do with me if you don't get on the boat. It's your own bad luck.

"After several operations, the whole city has been in turmoil and people are in panic. You still say you are not a Quan Xing? The old fellow Ghost Hand King has taught you some of the essence of Quan Xing disciples."

On the street, Wang Yi, Master Jin Guang, Mr. Mo Ming, the old patriarch of the Wang family, and Huang Yifa, the speedster, were watching the people coming and going in a hurry with their families. The street was becoming increasingly desolate and deserted. Master Jin Guang was also commenting on it with a hint of sarcasm in his voice.

"Hey, Master, what you said is not right. You all only care about your own pleasure and don't care about the lives of others. I am not like that."

"It's ridiculous. Even if I stay in Jiming Temple, I can hear the monks in the temple say that it's hard to get a ticket out of the city. So many people have tried all kinds of desperate methods and spent all their hard-earned money, but they still can't get away. How is your practice of killing without burying different from that of us Quan Xing guys?"

"So today I will show you how I can kill without burying the dead."

"Where?"

"pier."

Xiaguan Wharf is located in the second district of Jinling.

It is close to the south bank of the Yangtze River, connecting Jinling and Jiangbei, and is also the main channel for the people of Jinling to cross the Yangtze River.

Previously, he asked Liu Wei to purchase a large number of ships in Jinling, and they were all concentrated here for now.

When Wang Yi and Master Jin Guang and their group walked to the Xiaguan Wharf, they also saw this scene.

Countless people from Jinling gathered here with their families, and boarded the ship one after another following the calls of the staff in front.

But unlike those ferries that carry hundreds of people at a time, Wang Yi's boats are all small sampans. Without the boatman, they can only carry a maximum of 10 people at a time.

Its speed cannot possibly match that of ferries and cargo ships, but it wins in terms of quantity.

This was also the advice Wang Yi gave to Liu Wei at the time. With the financial resources of the Sitong Company, buying one or two ferries would not be a problem.

But doing so would be too conspicuous. These officials in the National Government may not be good at other things, but their sense of getting rich is sharper than a dog's nose. If you really buy in this way, you will inevitably be ripped off by them.

At times like this, Wang Yi would accept being blackmailed, but he was afraid that they would take the money and not do the job.

After all, at that time, let alone the fact that the Soitong Company had the background of an American consortium, even if there were foreigners here, they would be deceived by them. The Kuomintang government's inhumanity was so shocking that even the Americans at that time were surprised and amazed.

So Wang Yi settled for the next best thing and purchased a large number of small sampans, which were inconspicuous and the government officials would not care too much about them. After all, it would take more than a day for these small sampans to go back and forth, and in that time, ferries could make more than ten times the profit.

If you give some money to the government officials and promise them some conditions, they will naturally help you cover up.

It was precisely because of this that Wang Yi had the opportunity to take action.

You know, it’s not just Wang Yi who is rescuing people now, there are also the southern troops who have already known about this.

Zhang Zhiwei, the special envoy who was fooled by himself, is now in charge of the command in Jiangbei. The boatmen of these small sampans were commanded by Liu Wei to go to Jiangbei before Wang Yi arrived in Nanjing, and they came back with a new group of people rowing the boats.

It is with the help of these people that we have the scene that Master Jin Guang and others see now.

The dock was crowded, but there was order in the chaos.

No conflict broke out among those waiting for the boat or those boarding the boat.

The boatmen were all kind, and the troops maintaining order did not take advantage of the situation to rob or loot. Even the boat tickets were extremely cheap, one French franc per person, and they would occasionally turn a blind eye.

This inspiration was naturally given to Wang Yi by the millions of troops crossing the river during the War of Liberation.

He then followed suit and led the people across the river, and it turned out to be quite effective.

Old fellows like Master Jin Guang were watching in fascination.

Because with their eyesight, they naturally saw the Qi flowing in the boatmen, especially Master Jin Guang, who had a bad relationship with Longhu Mountain.

"This is... this is the Golden Armor Warrior Talisman of Maoshan and the Yellow Turban Warrior Talisman of Longhushan? You persuaded both Maoshan and Longhushan? And also the Trinity Sect?!"

"It wasn't me, it was Zhang Zhiwei. He went to Mount Mao and persuaded them. The head of Mount Mao then went to Mount Longhu, and the Heavenly Master went to discuss it with Sect Leader Zuo, and that's how the scene you all see now happened.

Of course, the people from Tianshi Mansion and Maoshan were not inside. They were all working hard to draw talismans. Old Zhang must be exhausted. The Sanyi Sect is not good at talismans, but the third level of Nisheng, even if it is only the first level, has the power of dragon and tiger. This strength is perfect for rowing boats and moving goods. "

As Wang Yi was talking, he occasionally looked at the young faces of the boatmen who were carrying the luggage that required several people to move onto the boat, and then allowed the people to board.

"There is order in the chaos, and it is messy but not chaotic. These boatmen are not ordinary people. And these national army soldiers who maintain order are probably from the same school. Wang Yi, you have a wide network of contacts, and you know how to make money."

The old patriarch of the Wang family also mocked Wang Yi secretly, because his eyes were focused on the only empty space on the dock, where there were several large boxes neatly arranged, opened, and empty.

However, these large boxes were quickly filled with French currency. Although Wang Yi's boat ticket was one French currency per person, the price was high, but the quantity was large, and a little bit added up to a lot. In just a short while of watching the excitement, two large boxes were already filled, loaded onto the car, and drove out.

"I don't want to make this dirty money, but do you know how much a ferry ticket costs now? The minimum is 5 yuan, and there is no upper limit. If I don't follow the crowd and set the price at yuan, people will definitely target me. And old man, do you think all this money is mine? It's % to %."

"Why is it only 70%?"

"What are you thinking? 70% is from the higher-ups, and I only get 30% because they see me as an American. Besides, they can refuse it, but we can't refuse it. There is always a gap. If we don't do this, the people themselves will not feel at ease."

Wang Yi pointed at the boatmen who were disguised as troops from the southern base area, and then pointed at the national army who were armed with live ammunition and maintaining order on the dock.

The reason they were able to maintain order and not take advantage of the situation to rob was because of the boxes filled with legal tender, 70% of which were naturally used to deceive the eyes and shut the mouths of high-ranking officials in the government.

Of the 30% left for Wang Yi, he had to take out 15% to reward these National Army soldiers. Even though these National Army soldiers were from the Jinling Training Corps led by Lao Guo and were considered to be from good families, it was inevitable that some of them would talk nonsense.

Only by shutting up those who talk nonsense can the business at this dock continue.

It’s not that Wang Yi doesn’t trust Lao Guo or Zhou Weiguo who is leading the team here, but it’s better to strangle some accidents in the cradle.

"How is it, Master? Do you still think that I am of the same kind as you, Quan Xing?"

"how did you do that?"

"Thanks to you Quan Xing, I led Quan Xing to make a scene on the Songhu battlefield. Others may not know, but how could you Quan Xing not know? If Quan Xing knew, the noble and upright sects would naturally know as well. The Songhu battlefield was already one step late for you Quan Xing. If the noble and upright sects don't do something this time, wouldn't it be another Jingnan Campaign in the future, or even worse.

After all, if people in the future bring it up and say that when the country was in ruins, the noble and upright sects only knew how to protect themselves and didn’t think about saving the country, but the evil Quan Xing came out to do something, and then they start to argue that the noble and upright sects have lost their foundation, that would be fun.”

Wang Yi was teasing Master Jin Guang with his words, which also made the old patriarch of the Wang family, who was standing beside him, stunned.

Because he found that Wang Yi was a guy who never waited for revenge. Just now, Master Jin Guang mocked Wang Yi for having the same style as Quan Xing, who only cared about killing and burying as long as he felt happy.

Wang Yi immediately dealt a big blow to Master Jin Guang. The old patriarch of the Wang family hated Wu Man so much that he would lose his mind whenever anything involving Wu Man, a famous figure in Quan Xing, came into play. But as the head of the family, how could he not have his own vision as he had nothing to do with Wu Man?

The old man knew very well what kind of people Quan Xing was. Provoking them might not work on other people, but it was always effective when used on Quan Xing's disciples.

Especially now, he could clearly see that Master Jin Guang had been hooked by Wang Yi, and was now muttering to himself in a daze.

"No, no, it's so hard to get such an opportunity to step on the noses of the bulls in Longhu Mountain and dig up the roots of the famous and upright sects? Haha, this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, how can we miss the participation of Quan Xing? Liu Pozi, you have to act quickly..."

As he was speaking, Master Jin Guang completely ignored the environment he was in at the moment, and he used the Golden Escape Skill in public and disappeared.

As soon as Master Jin Guang left, another famous Quan Xing figure who was accompanying him, Huang Yifa, who was wearing a magical horse armor, also painted a magical horse armor on his feet. He and Master Jin Guang split into two groups and ran to the other side, as if to catch Wang Yi off guard.

Only the mysterious lay Buddhist Wu Man remained unmoved and just kept chanting sutras.

But Wang Yi was not caught off guard. He was just provoking the two guys. Maoshan, Longhushan and Sanyi Sect have contributed manpower and resources, so what about you Quanxing?

You are still hiding there at this time? Come here quickly!
Therefore, he had used the magnetic field to distort the light to conceal the movements of Master Jin Guang and the Godly Armored Ma Huang long before they set out, so that no one noticed that two guys who were watching the fun and preparing to shake people were missing from their side.

The old patriarch of the Wang family gasped in shock when he saw Wang Yi fooling around with Jin Guang and Huang Yifa, as well as the Sanyi disciples who were working as boatmen below, and the golden armored warrior talismans and yellow turbaned warrior talismans hanging on the other boatmen.

The incompatible famous and upright sects and Quan Xing, under Wang Yi's arrangement, cooperated in this alternative way to save people. How the hell can this be justified?

"Now that we're done watching the fun, old man, come with me down to chat with someone?"

"Good, good, good."

How could the old master Wang dare to say no at this time? He agreed a few times and followed Wang Yi towards Zhou Weiguo, who was commanding and maintaining order at the dock.

Seeing Wang Yi coming, Zhou Weiguo signaled his men to make way. No one would stop Wang Yi, the God of Wealth. It was just a job of standing guard and maintaining order. He could gain some fame and make money. It was an easy job. Who would refuse it?

"Captain Zhou, you've worked hard. I just got back from the battlefield and asked you to come here to help. You didn't even have time to see your fiancée. It's really my fault."

"Mr. Wang, I am a soldier who lost the battle. I am lucky not to be criticized. Not to mention that in this critical moment, what else can I ask for to share the worries of the people? As for my fiancée, I have sent someone to send her away safely. Now is not a good time for a reunion. Mr. Wang, you are really powerful."

Zhou Weiguo, who had no idea that he had avoided being separated from his fiancée because of Wang Yi, took the cigarette and lighter handed to him by Wang Yi, took a puff, and looked at the boatmen rowing the small sampans.

With his vision, how could he not see that these boatmen were essentially the same as Lao Guo's veteran workers in Songhu, from the concession, at the docks owned by the Sitong Company; they could even be said to be his own people.

And his superior, Brigade Commander Guo, was able to convince those veteran workers at the dock to serve as reserve reinforcements for their Jinling Training Corps, or even as an affiliated army. This showed that he must have a good background as well.

Under such circumstances, how could Zhou Weiguo not guess it?

"Captain Zhou, you are also a person who withdrew from the Songhu battlefield. After this battle, I believe that with your vision, you can see why this battle was lost so miserably, right?"

Wang Yi's words were like a needle that pierced Zhou Weiguo's nerves.

Some things really need to be compared to see the problem. Why did the Battle of Songhu fail? The high-level officials changed their orders every day, and hundreds of thousands of troops, the more they fought, the more soldiers did not know their generals, the generals did not know their soldiers, the equipment was backward, and they could only rely on physical courage, but relying on physical courage is fine.

More often than not, their bravery was of no use. They were used as targets before they even saw the Japanese. For no apparent reason, their entire organization was crippled or wiped out.

The chaos on the road when they were retreating made Zhou Weiguo speechless. He saw with his own eyes that hundreds of brothers were chased by dozens of Japanese devils and fled in disarray. You have guns in your hands, not fire sticks! Counterattack, set an ambush!
On the other hand, what about the affiliated troops he brought with him?
Even if Zhou Weiguo's command was not needed, they could set up an ambush on the spot or even voluntarily leave the retreat. You have to know that at this time, the troops that were the rearguard would basically have no chance of survival.

But they had no complaints and didn't negotiate with me. They just held their guns, shouted "Follow me", and went to die. They didn't even worry that someone on their side would shoot them.

If the hundreds of thousands of national troops in the Battle of Shanghai had this kind of blood and courage, could the battle have turned out like this?

Plus, when I came back, I saw the chaos in Nanjing, people were in turmoil, officials and businessmen colluded, and made a fortune from the disaster...
Some things cannot be thought about too carefully. Once Zhou Weiguo thought about them carefully, he found that his faith was shaking and collapsing.

Now being asked this question by Wang Yi again, he did not say a word and silently finished the cigarette in his hand until the cigarette butt burned himself. Then he came to his senses and asked Wang Yi a question in return.

"Is there really no cure?"

Wang Yi did not answer, but turned his head to look at the people at the dock who were crying and making a lot of noise as they boarded the ship to leave their homes.

Zhou Weiguo also sighed immediately.

"Let me take another look."

At this time, a troop also rushed in from outside with the military vehicle, breaking the orderly and chaotic environment of the small sampan at the dock.

(End of this chapter)