1940s: I supported my wife and sister-in-law by hunting.

His eyes hardened, and he grabbed the wooden crate containing the explosives and a barrel of kerosene.

He emerged from the space and evenly sprinkled kerosene around the perimeter of the warehouse and the grain he had left at the bottom.

He then threw four explosive charges into different parts of the warehouse, and then placed four more explosive charges in the middle, completing all of this.

He took the matches, threw them into the kerosene, then quickly entered the space, staring at the large current affairs screen in front of him, waiting.

The fire quickly started, igniting the explosive charge.

"BOOM!!!"

One sound after another.

An explosion rang out, and a huge shockwave spread out. Two Russians who had no time to dodge were slammed to the ground by the blast wave. Their bodies twitched a couple of times and then fell silent. Even half of the courtyard wall was blown down.

Taking advantage of the chaos at the scene, Chen Gaoshan immediately burst out of the space. The heat wave behind him burned his back. He dared not stop and ran towards the gap in the collapsed courtyard wall, jumped over the wall, and instantly entered the space again.

The explosion completely burned away all traces of his comings and goings, leaving no clues even for Sherlock Holmes, allowing him to escape perfectly.

At this time, the Fuping Town Police Station was stationed with a platoon of Russian soldiers, about thirty men.

The first person to see it was a Russian soldier who had gotten up to use the toilet in the middle of the night. He had just come out when he heard continuous explosions coming from the direction of the warehouse. He was so scared that he scrambled back to the barracks, screaming at the top of his lungs.

"Quick, quick! Go get Lieutenant Dmitry! The warehouse has exploded! It's on fire!"

The entire police station was instantly thrown into chaos. Russian soldiers rushed out, disheveled, some carrying buckets of water to put out the fire, others searching for suspicious persons.

Chen Gaoshan stayed in the space, watching the Russians running around in chaos on the screen, and felt an indescribable sense of satisfaction.

He opened a can of pork and ate while watching the live performance.

Robbing the Russians' supplies is not only exciting, but also thrilling!

He bought it for a whole fraction of the original price!

Calm down, he realized he couldn't stay here any longer. He had to leave Fuping Town before dawn, while the Russians were still in complete chaos. Once it got light and the Russians started their search, it would be difficult for him to leave.

As the fire on the screen grew larger and larger, the old man's attention was completely drawn to the raging flames. Chen Gaoshan seized the opportunity, emerged from the space, and ran non-stop toward the village.

He ran as fast as he could out of Fuping Town, until he was completely away from the town, before daring to find a haystack and go into his spatial dimension to catch his breath.

If you set space and time to stand still, and time outside freezes, even if he falls asleep inside, nothing will change outside.

Having recovered his strength, he emerged from the space and continued running towards the village.

Two hours later, he finally made it back to his doorstep before dawn.

He leaned against the courtyard wall, catching his breath, then took out a thick burlap sack from his storage space and hoisted it onto his shoulder.

The sack contained two Type 38 rifles, five Mauser pistols, a bunch of matching bullets, and ten cans of heavy pork—all good stuff.

It was still dark, and all around was quiet.

He had barely steadied himself and hadn't even had a chance to knock on the door when Big Yellow and Little Yellow in the yard started scratching at it. They knew he was back and didn't bark; they truly were good guard dogs.

Dong dong dong

"Who?!"

"Father, it's me! Gaoshan!"

The courtyard gate was quickly pulled open, and Old Chen, holding an oil lamp, immediately saw his son's disheveled appearance. The scolding that was on the tip of his tongue was swallowed back instantly, and he quickly turned to the side and waved.

"Quick! Get inside!"

Chen Gaoshan carried the sack into the yard. Old Chen cautiously scanned the darkness outside the gate several times to make sure no one was following him before quickly bolting the gate and following him into the house.

As soon as he entered the inner room, he saw his mother, Xinghua, and Lianhua all sitting on the kang (a heated brick bed), none of them closed their eyes, and their eyes were red, just waiting for his news.

Upon seeing that he had indeed returned safely, Xinghua and Lianhua's eyes instantly reddened, and they immediately got off the kang (a heated brick bed).

Chen Gaoshan put the sack on his shoulder in the corner. Before he could even speak, his mother, with red eyes, rushed towards him.

"Why can't you just give me a break! You little brat! How did I end up with someone like you who never lets me have a moment's peace! We have plenty of food and clothing at home, why do you have to run off out there like that! Are you trying to scare me to death?!"

"Mom, I'm fine, really nothing's wrong. Look at me, I'm perfectly fine."

Chen Gaoshan quickly reached out and supported his emotionally agitated mother.

"Are you alright? If something really happened to you, how would we live! I was so worried about you not coming back all night, my heart was in my throat!" His mother grabbed his arm, her hands trembling.

Chen Gaoshan pressed his mother back down to sit on the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed), then turned around and tried to reach out and hug his two wives.

Before he could even touch anyone, Lianhua clenched her little fists and punched his chest several times, tears streaming down her face.

"Absolutely! When Mom found out you ran away, she was so scared she didn't know whether to sit or stand, and she cried all night!"

"You almost drove us crazy! You went to the market in town with Dad, how could you just run off like that! We didn't sleep a wink all night, afraid something might have happened to you, we were worried sick!"

Xinghua stood to the side, silently wiping away her tears.

"Of course it is! If anything really happens to you, we won't live either!"

Feeling guilty, Chen Gaoshan quickly reached out and patted Lianhua's back, then raised his sleeve to wipe away Xinghua's tears.

"Don't cry, don't cry. I'm back safe and sound, not hurt at all. Mom, didn't Dad tell you I'd be back late?"

At this moment, Old Chen sat down on the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed), frowning. Seeing that his son was safe and sound, he finally breathed a sigh of relief after a night of worry.

"I did tell them, but you good-for-nothing, you just disappeared without explaining where you're going. With all this war and chaos, and with bearded men and Russians outside, how can they not worry? If you don't come back tonight, they might really get sick from staying up all night; their eyes are all swollen from crying!"

Chen Gaoshan stopped being mysterious and quickly turned around, grabbing the sack he had carried back from the corner.

"Dad, Mom, Xinghua, Lianhua, just this once, I promise there won't be a next time! I didn't just run off aimlessly, I went to get things for our family, come and see, the treasures I brought back overnight!"

First came two Type 38 rifles, placed on the kang table; then five Mauser pistols, followed by a pile of bullets.

A watch, a radio, this crystal radio with headphones.

Finally, they took out ten cans of pork in tin.

Chen Liushi sat on the kang (a heated brick bed), her eyes fixed on the gun on the kang table.

In a panic, she grabbed Gao Shan's sleeve and frantically searched up and down.

"Son, what have you been doing? Did you wander into some remote mountain village? Or did you rob someone? Tell your mother the truth, don't scare me!"

"Shanzi, tell your mother quickly, how did you get all this stuff!"