Chapter 88 Showdown, I am 6 Chu
In a pasture in the countryside, a cow was lowering its head to chew a dandelion. A rumble sounded on the roadside, and a truck carrying flying dust came from Rushed aside.
Bang! The car jolted violently, and the three people in the car lifted their butts half a meter from their seats and fell down again.
"He, can't you slow down a little? I'm still a wounded person." Montgomery complained from the side.
He Chi did not speak, but continued to press the accelerator to the maximum. The seven or eight red German flags in the 3D field of view of his right eye were already in a mess. There were German troops blocking them from at least three directions.
He seemed to go back to his days in China more than ten years ago. At that time, he often played a game in which the scene of being chased by the police was similar to now.
Fortunately, the Netherlands had just been occupied at this time, and the local puppet police system had not been fully established. As an occupying force, it was not particularly familiar with the terrain without sufficient leading parties.
He Chi took advantage of the 3D map to get out between several search teams.
The sky was getting dark, and a few people hid the car in a forest. After counting the things on their hands, they had a small meeting.
"What should I do?" Hepburn weakly raised her little hand. She had encountered too many changes today, and now she felt like crying.
"Don't think about going back. I'm afraid you can only follow us now." He Chi decided the girl's fate with one sentence.
"Then where should we go next? It won't be safe here at dawn." The major general also looked at the Easterners.
"Well, Ada, let me ask you if you can contact the guerrillas?" Although He Chi had already guessed the answer, He Chi still wanted to confirm it again.
"Yes, I'm sorry, I lied. In fact, I couldn't contact the guerrillas. In the past, they always came to me, and it was just to send a letter or something like that..." the girl lowered her head and whispered.
"Then do you know where their main areas of activity are?" He Chi asked.
"I know that, but the area is quite big, I'm afraid..." The girl was a little worried.
"It doesn't matter, just take us there and leave the rest to me." He Chi patted her shoulder and consoled her.
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It was dark at night. In a small mill beside the Scheldt River, the owner Rodman had just used a pitchfork to add night feed to the working animals and was ready to go. Fell asleep.
Just as I walked to the door of the bedroom, the kerosene lamp in the room turned on.
"You're back, Mr. Rodman." In the dim light, someone walked out of the dark corner.
"Who are you!" The tall Rodman raised the pitchfork in his hand and pointed it at the unidentified person.
"Time is tight, so I won't introduce myself slowly. I said, listen, and you can correct me if I'm wrong." Ignoring the pitchfork in the other person's hand, the unknown person walked over and revealed an east face.
“You are a member of the local resistance organization. There are more than thirty of your partners in this area, and there are four people in this mill, including you. There is a hidden warehouse underneath. There are about half a ton of high explosives inside, as well as a considerable amount of gasoline..."
The pitchfork in the man's hand stabbed out, aiming at the Oriental's vital position and piercing it hard.
The Oriental man sided slightly and put a palm-long knife directly on the opponent's throat.
"Who are you? The SS? Or the Gestapo? Don't even think about knowing anything!" the man said hoarsely.
"Don't worry, I have nothing to do with the Germans. If it were them, the thing pressing against you right now would be a submachine gun." The other party said in a calm tone, and then waved behind him, "Come out."
At this time, two more people stood up in the corner of the room, one was older and the other was a child. He knew that kid and had passed information to grassroots team members before.
Could it be that the girl leaked the secret? Impossible, no one in the guerrillas could contact these "child soldiers" face to face, and it was impossible for them to know the guerrillas' strongholds.
"Stop thinking nonsense. Your information was given to me by a more senior person, and even your superiors may not know it." The other party put away the knife in his hand.
“Who are you?!”
“I am an overseas intelligence officer of the British Empire’s MI6 Service. No need to say my name. You can call me code name 007. This time I need you. Someone help me," He Chi said nonchalantly.
“I’ve never heard of 007”
"Of course, this is because your level is too low." The Oriental said arrogantly.
“I can’t believe you!”
“In fact, you have no choice at all, either believe me, or you will be collectively exposed and shot by the Germans tomorrow. You don’t think that at home Dig a shelter so the Germans can't find it. Don't underestimate the intelligence personnel." The other party confirmed your tone and then knocked on a wooden wall.
The man's expression changed drastically. Behind this wooden wall was the shelter he made by himself.
He dug this place before joining the resistance movement to hide his wife and children when everything was over. He never told anyone, not even his companions. How did this mysterious Easterner know? ! !
The biggest secret in his heart was dug out, and the man gave up completely. He threw away the pitchfork in his hand. "Tell me, what do you want me to do?"
"It's very simple. Prepare something for me, as well as access." Pass, don’t say that you don’t have the means to engage in underground movements, that would be very disappointing to me. "
"The pass is a very precious thing. Once used, this line will be scrapped!"
"So what are you using it for, other than to cause trouble to the Germans? , leave it to me, I will give the Germans a big surprise," the Oriental said in a confident tone.
The man was silent for a moment, and finally made his decision, "I will prepare things for you, but I have a condition."
"Tell me about it, I can't guarantee that I can agree to it."
"I want to participate in your plan, and I have to see with my own eyes what you are going to do."
Looking at the man in front of me, He Chi knew that he had touched the opponent's bottom line, so he nodded, "Okay. , but follow my command and don’t cause me any trouble.”
That night, the man quickly found the things he needed and the precious pass, while He Chi spent the whole night playing with it in the other party’s basement. It was holding something, and there was a crisp sound of something colliding inside.
"Hey, you're not really a subordinate of that guy Menzies, are you?" Montgomery looked at the Easterner with some suspicion. The other party actually opened a door and found the local guerrillas. Lao Lao, he had to suspect that this guy really had other sources of intelligence.
"General, you'll know when we get back." The Easterner smiled mysteriously without comment.
In the eyes of Hepburn on the side, He Chi's back became more mysterious and taller.
I almost didn’t finish writing, but I barely caught up.
(End of this chapter)