Chapter 672: 672 was not given by him

Chapter 672: 672 was not given by him

 Chapter 672 672 was not given by him

 In the ruins of Beiyuan City, a child was rummaging around for some valuable things. He has already picked up a lot of bullet casings, and as long as he collects a few more, he can exchange them for his rewards.

 For the remaining civilians in Beiyuan City, this is their unique benefit. They have suffered too much here, and now they are finally relieved.

The civil affairs officials of Tang State promised to provide free housing to every aboriginal living in Beiyuan City.

 This is a policy aimed at appeasing the people of Beiyuan City and at the same time encouraging these aborigines to resume production and construction.

 The indigenous people, or the survivors, are still very cooperative. They are doing their best work, especially searching in the ruins. A group of children are very good at it.

The little boy stopped while walking. He looked at a piece of gravel for a long time, and then looked at some ruined walls on both sides.

He is very familiar with the neighborhood. He passes by it every day. He knows it well and no changes can escape his eyes.

 He knew that someone had indeed been here and had moved some rocks, which made him alert and carefully checked everything around him.

 There is a designated area for picking up rags, so the children nearby will not come here to cause trouble. Everyone has a lot to do, who is coming back to play pranks?

The boy looked around and found some messy footprints. They were very inconspicuous and would not be discovered if he did not look carefully. After bypassing some rubble and gravel, he discovered a passage that looked very hidden.

This passage is not obvious in the ruins. If you don't walk around here often, you won't even notice that there is a place where people can walk.

 Its location is quite hidden. It is in a place that is not easy to walk. If the boy had not walked over deliberately to look for it, he would not have discovered it at all.

The ground here has even left some traces of movement due to frequent movement. The boy looked at his feet and moved a little bit towards the end of the narrow passage.

His heartbeat was speeding up. After swallowing, he saw a door at the end of the path.

The door belongs to a slanted wall that has not completely collapsed. Compared with the surrounding rubble and dust, this door seems a bit too clean.

The boy did not approach the door. He backed away slowly, step by step, until he reached a relatively safe position, then turned around and ran away.

The troops stationed in the city just finished emphasizing the discipline of scavenging yesterday, saying that if they encounter something strange, they must report it.

The boy would not forget the young officer's gentle instructions. He walked quickly through the ruins as if he were walking on flat ground.

After climbing over a broken wall, the boy saw the military truck parked at the street corner and the gentle young officer he was familiar with.

"Sir! Sir!" The boy waved to the young officer, then desperately crossed the road with many cars and rushed to the young officer's side.

“Be careful! Stay safe!” the young officer smiled and shouted to the boy, then motioned to the passing cars to wait and let the boy rush across the road.

The car roared past with its horn honking. The boy rushed in front of the young officer. He gasped for breath and pointed in the direction he came from and said, "Sir! I found something suspicious!"

 “Speak slowly.” The young officer suppressed his smile.

“I found a door in the area I was responsible for! There must have been some activity there last night!” the boy explained.

The officer narrowed his eyes, because logically this area should have been cleared, and theoretically there should be no civilians hiding.

 There are unlikely to be any hidden enemy troops. If they exist, they will definitely be one or two small groups that slipped through the net.

 “Are you sure?” The officer looked into the little boy’s eyes.

The other party nodded seriously: "There is a door there, it's very hidden!"

The officer nodded slightly, then looked behind him: "Here are a few people! Come with me and take a look! They may be civilians who are hiding and dare not show their faces, or they may be people from the Mirage! Bring good weapons, and don't be careless!"

“Got it!” Several soldiers immediately began to check the weapons in their hands. Two were playing with submachine guns, and the other two also took off the rifles they were carrying from their backs.

These troops stationed in Beiyuan City belong to the southern front troops commanded by General Tiger. Most of these troops are infantry divisions, and a large part of them have not yet completed their equipment changes.

They all held Mauser 98K rifles, a few were equipped with Thompson submachine guns, and snipers used G43 semi-automatic rifles. The weapons were quite miscellaneous.

There is no way around this. The Tang Army troops are also in the process of large-scale re-equipment. It is normal to imagine that the weapons and equipment of the troops are slightly chaotic.

 The five people, led by the little boy, soon arrived near the ruins. They carefully observed the terrain and found that this was not a good ambush area, so they entered and walked to the end of the hidden path.

"A house that has not completely collapsed. It looks like a wealthy family's mansion." The young officer held a pistol and led the people into this hidden passage.

He walked in front, his leather boots making a slight crunching sound on the rubble and powder. He walked to the door step by step and found that the wooden door did not match the surroundings.

The officer turned back and made a covering gesture, and the two grenadiers raised their submachine guns, preparing for the next step of cooperation. The leading officer kicked open the wooden door and rushed into the dim room. He took a closer look and saw a man lying on the sloping floor and a dark figure squatting in the corner.

The room exuded a disgusting stench, and there were some flies in the room that kept flapping their wings.

Several soldiers rushed into the room. The dark figure huddled in the corner struggled to get up and actually pulled out a PPK pistol from his arms.

Unfortunately, before he could resist, a soldier who entered the room hit him in the face with the **** of his rifle.

Suffering from pain, the black figure covered his face and screamed as he fell down. The gun in his hand also fell to the floor with a thud.

"Don't! Don't shoot! Don't shoot! It's me! It's me! I am, I am Jiang Zhi! I am Jiang Zhi, the second prince of Qi! Don't kill me! Don't kill me!" The man lying on the floor raised his hand. He raised his hands and shouted loudly, his voice full of despair and trembling.

 He was really scared, so scared that his voice was a little sharp. He raised his hands and didn't even stand up in the dim room.

His Royal Highness the Second Prince of Qi, who should usually be aloof, now has a beard all over his face and disheveled hair. He looks no different from an ordinary prisoner.

His body reeked of stench, his supposedly expensive clothes were full of stains, and all of his entourage who were originally with him were missing.

"Jiang Zhi?" The young Tang officer really didn't expect that this big fish would fall into his hands by accident.

 He ​​carried the pistol, walked up to the fallen man, stepped on the other person's palm, and asked: "Then who are you?"

"Ah! Ah! Little one, I am Jiang Zhi's guard captain! I am the captain of the team!" The guard who was so thin that he was only skin and bones cried out in a cry.

 “Is he Jiang Zhi?” The officer looked down at the people on the ground and continued to ask.

"Yes! Yes! He is Jiang Zhi! He is Jiang Zhi! The second prince! The second prince of Qi!" the guard chief replied loudly.

 “Take away!” the leading young officer waved the pistol in his hand and ordered loudly.

The soldiers who followed were very excited and swarmed up and **** the two men. Regardless of the two people's cries and howls, they just pulled out of the room.

 The young officer searched around the room and found some bullets and some useless documents and the like.

 As for food, there is none at all. So the officer guessed why these two people went out for a walk at night.

They had run out of food, so they had to go out to find something to fill their stomachs, which exposed their flaws.

Thinking of this, the young officer looked at the child who still refused to leave: "You did a good job! Let us catch this bad guy so quickly."

He walked over and took out a gold coin from his pocket and pressed it into the little boy's hand: "This is a reward for you. Don't let other children see you."

In this era and environment, a gold coin is definitely a huge sum of money, so the officer gave an instruction to tell the boy how to keep his wealth secret.

The boy nodded vigorously. To be honest, this was the first time in his life that he had seen a real gold coin, and this gold coin was still in his hand.

So he carefully held the gold coins in his hands and followed the officer out of this hiding place full of excrement.

 …

"Your Majesty!" More than an hour later, Leo came to Tang Mo's office and reported to Tang Mohui who was reviewing documents: "The second prince of Qi, Jiang Zhi, has been found."

"Oh?" Tang Motou didn't show up, obviously he had no interest in Jiang Zhi. To be honest, Tang Mo didn't like Jiang Zhi. He felt that Jiang Zhi failed to protect the people under his rule and was worse than a pig or a dog.

"He said that he could abdicate and hand over the name of Qi to your Majesty." Leo explained his purpose: "I think this is feasible, at least..."

 “What does he want?” Tang Mo still didn’t raise his head.

 “He wishes to live,” Leo answered.

"Impossible! Leo. Whether my rule of Qi State is reasonable or not will be judged by the people of Qi State... It was not given by him in one word! He is not worthy!" Tang Mo raised his head: "Do you understand? "

"Yes! I understand!" Leo lowered his head and threw away the little feeling of pity just now.

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 Long Ling knows how to pay back any debts he or she owes. He needs to take care of his body first and then make up for his debts later.

 (End of this chapter)