Bright Sword: Technology is the primary productive force in war

Chapter 137: Looting East Asia Trading Company

After Chen Yan succeeded, the three immediately returned to the contact station.

In Chunjiao brothel, the girl did as Chen Yan said, moaning from time to time, trying every means to make the bodyguard at the door believe that the house was safe.

When the clock struck twelve, the girl in her pajamas opened the door with sleepy eyes and said to the bodyguard:

"Mr. Matsui said that we should stay here overnight and asked you guys to guard the place. No one is allowed to disturb us. We can talk about it tomorrow morning, no matter how big the matter is."

After saying that, the girl slammed the door without even raising her head.

Then the girl picked up the note that Chen Yan left behind before he left, her face immediately flushed with shame, and she said in a numb voice:

"Mr. Matsui, could you be a little gentler? It hurts there. Please go slower!"

Then the sound of panting and moaning was heard from the room again.

The four bodyguards outside the door looked confused:

"Sir, are you in such good health recently? After 2 hours, you can still fight again."

"Bullshit! Don't you and I know what kind of person he is? He must have taken drugs tonight.

Besides, this girl is obviously a virgin, probably a college student, she is so pure, anyone would want to have fun with her!"

"What you said makes sense, but it's hard for us buddies. It's really unpleasant to listen to the noise..."

The bodyguard outside the door had no doubts at all and continued to stand guard at his post foolishly.

On the other side, in the yard of the Eighth Route Army’s underground liaison station.

At two o'clock in the morning, Chen Yan was the first to open the door and said with sharp eyes: "Let's go."

According to the prior deployment, everyone divided into three groups and moved quickly in the darkness of the county town like ghosts.

Li San led his men towards the direction of Mitsui Bank and East Asia Trading Company;

Gou Wa Zi led people to clean up the casinos, opium dens and brothels;

Zhang Dabiao and Rudy hid in the hospital.

Chen Yan was very aware of the importance of Mitsui Bank, so he followed Li San all the way.

As the saying goes, pick the softest persimmon to squeeze, so Chen Yan decided to go to the East Asia Trading Company first.

The streets were empty in the early morning, and Chen Yan and dozens of people were standing in front of the East Asia Trading Company.

He looked up at the plaque, took a deep puff of his cigarette, and then raised his hand and made a tactical gesture of attack.

Seeing this, Li San roared in a low voice: "Do it."

Then the dozens of people behind him dispersed all at once, leaving Chen Yan alone standing on the street with his hands in his pockets, blending seamlessly into the darkness with only the sparks of cigarettes visible.

The soldiers of the special operations battalion are agile and divided into three groups.

A group of people jumped over the wall into the backyard and controlled the staff on duty;

A group of people climbed directly from the front to the second floor and broke into the window;

Several people used daggers to cut open the bolt bit by bit.

In 5 minutes, the special operations battalion completely controlled the situation, and Li San walked out from the front to greet Chen Yan.

"Brother, the people have been caught and the communication has been cut off."

Chen Yan adjusted the collar of his windbreaker, still with his hands in his pockets, and walked in with big strides, as if he was entering his own backyard.

Entering the East Asia Trading Company, Chen Yan couldn't help but take a deep breath:

"Oh my god, the Japanese are so generous!"

I saw that the East Asia Trading Company store had three floors. The first floor was for daily necessities. The containers alone were 5 meters high and contained a wide variety of goods, including cigarettes, alcohol, chocolate, compressed biscuits, soap, tea, and sugar.

The second floor is for high-end products, with all the current fashionable and best-selling items, including Swiss watches, British gold-rimmed glasses, high-end suits, silk, leather shoes, etc. In addition, there are even some expensive Western medicines.

Even though Chen Yan had lived in the 21st century, he was moved by this. This thing is as good as a supermarket.

Chen Yan leaned on the stairs to the second floor, his mouth wide open.

I've copied this, it's really like one cut makes you poor, the next makes you rich.

Tomorrow morning I will become Mr. Chen.

Chen Yan grabbed the gun handle and chiseled open the glass shelf.

There was a loud crash and the glass shattered all over the floor.

Chen Yan unscrupulously took out a Swiss watch, and then threw the broken watch he had seized earlier on the ground.

"Fuck, except for my wife, who would want the old one when there is a new one?

From now on, when I go out to eat, I won’t have to check the price anymore.”

Seeing Chen Yan being so arrogant and domineering, the younger brothers behind him could no longer hold back.

It’s so fucking exciting!

Big brother eats meat, at least we can have some soup!

Chen Yan looked at everyone with ill intent and said, "Okay, brothers, stop being so pretentious and get to work."

As soon as he finished speaking, the soldiers took out sacks from their waists, shook them hard, and rushed towards the shelves like a swarm of bees.

From time to time, there were shouts and curses: "Wang Wu, your uncle, go to the west and pretend, this is my territory.

You are so beautiful, third brother, don’t show off, whoever gets it first gets it.

What nonsense is there, just hurry up..."

Chen Yan looked at the bandits in front of him and felt very proud.

I finally understand that even though the punishment for robbery is so severe in later generations of China, there are still people who rob banks without knowing the consequences.

The feeling of getting something for nothing is so great, especially when it is a legal robbery like this one.

This kind of robbery that does not require execution is becoming less and less common. It seems that the independent brigade will have to organize more such operations in the future!

Hahaha...

Chen Yan turned on the phonograph, tried to lower the volume, and couldn't help dancing.

He would do a couple of moonwalks from time to time, and it was obvious that he was really happy.

What kind of people are those in the special operations camp? Even if there are a lot of things in the house, they can't keep these wolves from being hungry for too long.

Chen Yan had already said, "The principle of this operation is to leave no one behind."

Soon, the brothers had cleared out the first and second floors. Each of them carried a bulging sack and looked at Chen Yan happily.

"Boss, what do you think we should do next? I'm not full!"

"You little bastard, you're quite greedy. Okay, use all your strength to suck milk tonight.

Is everyone finished?"

When Chen Yan asked this, a voice suddenly came from the corner.

"Brigade Commander, please wait for me a moment, I'll be ready soon."

Chen Yan followed the sound and walked over curiously.

Is there anything else that is not finished?

When he got closer and took a look, he immediately became furious.

Chen Yan took advantage of the situation and kicked the little soldier, causing him to fall to his knees.

The little soldier stared with his big cute eyes and said: "Brigade Commander, why are you kicking me?"

"You bastard, who the hell told you to remove the window frames here? Why the hell don't you move the load-bearing wall back to the brigade headquarters?"

"No, Brigade Commander, actually, that..."

The young soldier stammered for a long time and couldn't say anything. Chen Yan glanced at his pocket and understood.

"You bastard, you've never robbed anything better than these old hands, they've been soldiers for several years."

"3 months".

"What? You joined the special operations camp in three months?"

At this time Li San came over and said, "Brother, he is a new soldier recruited some time ago. He is a special soldier, so the political commissar made special arrangements and he was admitted to the special operations battalion."

Chen Yan asked curiously: "What's your specialty?"

"First-class shooter, this kid is quite capable. His father is a hunter, so he has been handling guns since he was a child. When he joined the army for the first time, he used a Type 400 rifle and hit the target ten times out of ten at a range of meters."

Hearing this, Chen Yan looked at the young soldier meaningfully. Who doesn't like a good soldier!

Chen Yan patted the young man's shoulder with a look of fondness in his eyes.

"Good boy, good job, follow me, Chen Yan.

As long as it is something I have, I won’t be stingy with the rest, except for the woman I can’t give it to you.”