Time Traveler

Liu Yanzhi sometimes likes to be more real. He immediately asked: "Is it the Republic of China in the Beiyang period, or the Republic of China in the Kuomintang period, the Republic of China before the War of Resistance, or the Republic of China during the War of Resistance, or the Republic of China during the War of Liberation."

"It was the Kuomintang-controlled area in 1948, the capital Nanjing. We went to the Central University to find a professor named Lu. Do you remember what Guo Moruo said? There was a guy who collected a lot of information about Dragon Ball in history, so we went to him. ."

Of course Liu Yanzhi remembers this matter. As for why 1948 was chosen instead of 1935 or 1955, it was all considered. The time is early, and Professor Lu’s collection of materials is not complete. If it is too late, it will be liberated. People with unknown origins will be regarded as US spies. Only 1948 is more appropriate. The current situation is turbulent, the currency is devalued, the people are not living, and even the professors of the Central University are not much better. The crossing group appears at this time to use the smallest value. In exchange for the possession of others' lives.

It’s time to cross again. Liu Yanzhi feels his adrenaline is rising. He is bored in the benchmark time and space. Only by traveling through time and space can he feel the meaning of life, and he can kill the ring freely and freely. Just one word, cool.

　　 Seeing the change in Liu Yanzhi’s expression, Dang Paiguo asked casually: "Why, excited?"

　　 "Yeah." Liu Yan nodded, "It's really interesting."

Party Aiguo believes that it is really interesting to travel to different time and space to experience history and the evolution of human society. It is like a real game for a fighter like Liu Yanzhi, and a historical researcher like himself. It is more like a gluttonous feast. If it is not for saving the world, it is necessary to save resources and spend every time on the edge of the journey. He wants to open up a time travel business, and the fee is 100 million yuan as the standard.

The truth is that, for an invincible person like Liu Yanzhi, Crossing is equivalent to a super-large and super-real game. Isn’t it exactly this kind of thing that Ji Yu is developing? He can’t think of anyone who would not like this. This kind of game, this thing, reliable.

In the talks just now, he promised to provide Ji Yuqian with similar magnetic protein **** for scientific research, but in addition to the one in his hand, there are only two, which is far from enough. Ji Yuqian proposed to purchase it at a price of tens of billions. There are as many as you want, so the patriots of the party would think of going back to 1948 to find the record of Dragon Ball in history.

After the mission was confirmed, the logistics team was busy preparing the necessary props. Liu Yanzhi and others also received relevant knowledge training. In 1948, the national government was already exhausted. The Northeast, North China, and Xubang defeated one after another on the three battlefields. The mobile corps basically After lighting up, we can only rely on the Yangtze River defense line to survive, and the economy is also about to collapse. The legal currency is depreciated. As a last resort, gold yuan coupons are issued to force the people to exchange gold, silver and US banknotes. The rule will come to an end.

The task of crossing this time was relatively simple. Dang Aiguo only brought two people, Liu Yanzhi and Lei Meng. He pretended to be a Confucian businessman, wearing an elegant woolen hat, suit and leather shoes, and herringbone woolen coat, and his hair was painted a lot. Waxed, all the clothes are made according to the style standards 70 years ago, and they are personable, just like walking out of old photos.

　　As followers, Liu Yanzhi and Lei Meng's outfits were a bit inferior. The combination of caps and windbreakers looked like military spies. In fact, they did bring certificates from the Department of Secrets of the Ministry of Defense, just in case.

Under the operation of the Antai consortium, the second phase of Yutan Thermal Power Plant, which was not blown up due to the shutdown, started generating electricity again, providing enough power for the crossing station. The three of them entered the crossing cabin. After a few seconds, they returned to the seventies. Years ago.

Open the hatch, the wind roaring outside, the snow-capped mountains, now is the end of 1948, the coldest season, looking around, the vast land, a bleak, has experienced decades of warlord melee, the War of Resistance against Japan, the country’s civil war. overwhelmed.

Cuiwei Mountain is located in the southern part of the near river. Although it is close to the Huaijiang River, it is all cliffs. The Communist Army does not have a helicopter and will definitely not choose to cross the river here. Therefore, there is no bunker fortification on the mountain. The three of them stepped on the snow and came down the mountain. When I reached the foot of the mountain, my trouser legs were soaked with snow, and the road to the downtown area was covered with snow. I walked over on two legs, not knowing when I was going to go.

Dang Aiguo raised his wrist and looked at the Omega gold watch on his wrist. The small dial was popular in the 1940s. He was wearing a white gold watch bought from the antique market. The color was good and the time was quite accurate, but the time is still 2018. The time has nothing to do with 1948.

　　 Liu Yan looked straight at the sky. The sun was hidden in the deep clouds, but he could vaguely distinguish the position.

　　 "It is morning. If we walk there, it will take at least five hours. I suggest renting a carriage in the nearby village." Liu Yan said straight.

The Patriotic Party was about to arrange for Lei Meng to rent a horse-drawn carriage. Suddenly, he heard the sound of a car engine. An American Dodge ten-wheeled truck drove from behind. The speed was not fast, that is, thirty or forty kilometers, but it was better than this. The carriage is much faster.

　　 Without the party’s patriotic order, Liu Yan took out a green banknote, stood on the side of the road, raised it high and waved it.

This is a US dollar with a face value of ten yuan. In 1946, the International Monetary Fund announced that the gold content of the US dollar was 0.88867 grams. Holding US dollar banknotes can be directly exchanged for gold. This is the origin of the term US dollar. After World War II, the US dollar became the strongest in the world. In a country like China, which is deeply in the crisis of civil war and severely devalued, the U.S. dollar is the same hard currency as gold bars and silver dollars, and even stronger than the two, because the U.S. dollar symbolizes the power of the free world and is more portable .

Therefore, when this green paper swayed in the air, it immediately caught the driver’s attention. The Dodge truck pulled over, and a head wearing a cotton hat protruded from the cab. The center of the hat was decorated with a blue sky and white sun badge and a face. All over the ravines, he is a forty-year-old veteran.

　　 "Where to go?" The veteran Youzi asked in a Jiangbei accent.

"Boss, please help me. Our shopkeeper is going to the city." Liu Yan replied, still holding the dollar bills in his right hand, and took out the cigarette case in his left hand and handed it over. It's not the three forts, the big front door, but American products. Color cigarettes.

The veteran’s oily eyes brightened. Not only did he have dollar bills to make money, but he also had American cigarettes. These three men were also dressed up very generously, unlike the Communist guerrillas. He waved his hand: "You have time in the car, so squeeze. ." He said to the soldier next to him: "You, go back and make room for the shopkeeper."

There is also a soldier in the cab, the same cotton hat, yellow uniform, and a Stern submachine gun on his knees. He has just a ring of fluff on his lips. He is a recruit, and a veteran is in charge. He doesn't even dare to fart. Let go, get out of the car obediently, and climb into the trunk.

　　Party Patriotic got into the warm cab. Liu Yanzhi and Lei Meng sat on the ground in the carriage. The veteran drove the truck and drove on the snow-covered road. He sipped cigarettes and chatted with the party.

　　 "Boss, what is your business?"

　　 "The soldiers are in chaos, so let's take some medicine." Dang Paiguo replied with a smile.

　　 "Penicillin, I understand, it's more expensive than gold." The veteran Yuzi palmed the steering wheel and looked forward, "When we fight in Japan, we need penicillin. My brothers won't die."

　　 "Which part of the old is always?" The party patriotic chats up, and small talk can relieve the other party's vigilance, and it is also a spice in the long journey.

　　 "Traffic Police Corps." The veteran Yuzi said proudly, "The former Jiangbei Anti-Japanese National Salvation Army, I have been working with Dashuai Chen for almost 20 years."

　　Party patriotism is also full of poems and books, and immediately exclaimed: "Isn't the boss from the Seventh Mixed Brigade of the Beiyang Jiangdong Army?"

The veteran Yuzi triumphantly: "You're a savvy soldier. I was his soldier when Dashuai Chen was an envoy to the Jiangbei army. Let alone the company commander and battalion commander, even the **** regiment commander and brigade commander had to shout when they saw me. Brother."

　　Party Patriotic handed a cigarette again. You are still a big soldier after 20 years of mixed thoughts, but I am embarrassed to brag, but he said: "Mr. Chen, you must be very familiar with Dashuai Chen."

　　 "That's, Chen Dashuai has any friendship with me." The veteran Yuzi started to talk endlessly.

In the rear compartment, Liu Yan was sitting directly against a pile of wooden boxes. He noticed that English was printed on the boxes, which appeared to be American-made 0.303-caliber bullets. This was a truck carrying arms. The compartment was covered with a tarp, which could cover Rain and snow, but the wind still pours in from the cracks, it's cold.

　　 The soldier dozed off with a Stern submachine gun. Seeing that he was only seventeen or eighteen years old, he would be reduced to the cannon fodder of the civil war. Thinking about it, he couldn't help but sigh.

The road from Cuiwei Mountain to Jinjiang is relatively flat. It is reasonable to drive to the place in an hour, but the car broke down in the middle of the road, and the repair took half an hour, so that when it came to the Jinjiang Railway Station, the train was sent to Nanjing. Already drove away.

　　 There are other ways to get to Nanjing, but they are not very reliable. The river ferry time is too slow, the air route is irregular, and it is eye-catching, so the party patriotic decided to stay in Omi for one night and leave tomorrow.

　　 The ticket window of the train station was crowded with people. A guy in a railway uniform shouted with a tin horn: "The tickets are sold out. Come back another day."

　　 "Will you catch up with the Spring Festival travel season?" Lei Meng asked, "The train ticket is so popular."

　　 "Supply is less than demand, always tense." Party Patriotic Road.

　　 A wretched guy came over: "Does the boss want a ticket?"

　　 "The first-class train to Nanjing tomorrow, three tickets." Lei Meng replied for the party patriot.

　　 The scalper glanced at them, as if looking at aliens~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and then said with a smile: "Boss, don't be kidding."

　　 Lei Meng wanted to say something, Dang Aiguo stopped him with his eyes, took the two of them out of the train station, and jumped on a tram.

　　 "How could people in first-class cabins buy tickets these days?" Dang Aiguo explained that the scalpers can only get tickets for the third-class carriages, and it is not their turn to do business with high-ranking officials. "

　　 "Then how do we buy tickets?" Lei Meng asked, who suddenly realized.

　　 "We stayed at the Suzaku Hotel for one night, and the hotel would buy it for us, first-class tickets plus sleeping tickets." The party is full of self-confidence, just like a Republican.

In fact, the main urban area of ​​Omi in 1948 has not changed much from 2018, but the scale is much smaller. The Suzaku Hotel has only one old building, but it is not very old at this time. It is particularly magnificent with the surrounding low buildings. .

　　 The three came to the door of the hotel, Xiao Si opened the door for them with a wink. After successfully checking in, Dang Aiguo found the lobby manager and gave him a few dollar bills to get the train ticket for tomorrow.

　　 "There is still some time today, I want to see my teacher, Professor Shao." After all the arrangements, Dang Aiguo said to Liu Yanzhi and Lei Meng, "How about you, are you with me, or are you free?"

　　 "How old is Professor Shao this year?" Liu Yan asked directly.

　　 "Let's be six or seven. "Dang Pai Guodao, "I'm not sensible yet."

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