Chapter 84 of 100

Chapter 84

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The brief confrontation just now had taken a significant toll on Dong Ku's stamina. Du Fei's strength was indeed not to be underestimated. Dong Ku took a slight breath and said to the crowd, "Dismissed now. You have five minutes to prepare. After five minutes, you are not allowed to leave here until the training is over." After saying this, he didn't even look at the people present and turned to leave.

As soon as Dong Ku left, the people who had been standing all swarmed around the seven, asking in confusion, eager to know the result of the sparring.

Du Fei glanced at the crowd, reached out to take off his shirt, and then took off the undershirt inside. Under the puzzled gazes of the crowd, he bent down to roll up his trouser legs, past his knees.

The moment he stood up straight, everyone's eyes narrowed, and they all drew in a sharp breath.

It was clear that Du Fei's left chest, near the root of the nipple, was slightly swollen and red, as was a spot on his left rib. There was a small red dot on his back, near his kidneys, and red dots on the sides of both elbows. There were also signs of redness and swelling on the inner sides of both knees.

The blow to his left chest, with the force of the clash with Li Kaishan, was enough to severely injure Du Fei, or even kill him with one strike. The other areas didn't need to be mentioned; any of them being hit solidly would be fatal, because once a joint was injured, it would be impossible to block the opponent's relentless attacks, and the outcome would be obvious.

Du Fei silently put his clothes back on and said nothing. The others also fell silent, and even the remaining six didn't ask. If the first young master, Du Fei, had this result, the others would fare even worse.

Dong Ku had left to give them time to ask about the results. He believed that among the seven, someone would speak up, but he didn't expect it to be Du Fei, and even more so, that Du Fei would not hide the fact and show all the areas he had been hit.

The next thing was simple. When Dong Ku returned, everyone had already formed a square formation, waiting for him obediently.

Dong Ku was not stingy. He taught them everything about infiltration, intelligence gathering, the fourth set of military boxing, shooting, and assassination techniques. Except for the parts that required high-tech equipment, he held nothing back. After the sixth day when everyone was present, he taught these Dark Hall experts all the skills, including some special agent training subjects, in a cramming style, except for live ammunition shooting.

These Dark Hall experts, regardless of their skill levels, after more than ten days of intense training, had a great deal of respect for Dong Ku as their instructor. They would follow orders without question. Strength represented dignity, and this was evident at this moment.

Li Kaishan and Du Fei were even more eager to ask Dong Ku about the new terms and combat techniques they had learned, especially Li Kaishan, who had finally found an opponent he could attack with full force. In just a few days, not only Li Kaishan himself, but everyone could see his significant improvement.

Combat was different from martial arts routines; it emphasized practical application. Dong Ku, being a special forces soldier, required techniques that could kill with one move. Even if there was a difference in strength, in terms of killing, experts might not be any better than Dong Ku and his team.

After training them for twelve consecutive days, Dong Ku left the Dark Hall experts to practice on their own. He then found Liu Baicheng and used the Three-Character Classic to create a code for communication between the Dark Hall and the Tiger Tooth. He also wrote down some special agent training courses that he hadn't had time to teach and handed them over to Liu Baicheng.

When he decided to end the training and let them practice on their own, Liu Baicheng, upon learning that Dong Ku was going to look for city design plans, couldn't help but laugh.

"These things, with the Dark Hall, why do you need to search for them yourself? Tell me, what else do you need?"

"Oh?" Dong Ku was quite surprised. Liu Baicheng wasn't attacking or occupying cities, so why would he collect these things?

"Since you have them, I don't need to search for them. Do you have the city design plans for Xinjing, Fengtian, Tianjin, and Shanghai?"

"Xinjing's plans are temporarily unavailable. The construction of Xinjing was done by the Japanese, with an overall European-style plan and German technology for the underground water network. The old plans are no longer useful, but it's not difficult to obtain them. As for the others, I have them all," Liu Baicheng said casually.

"Great!" Dong Ku was overjoyed. With these city plans, once he trained those hunters, they could go to the Japanese banks in these places to get money.

When Aunt Liu brought out a bundle of plans from somewhere, Dong Ku had a new understanding of the Dark Hall. They collected information quite comprehensively, and it seemed they had a very large storage place for information. This realization puzzled Dong Ku. Why was such an organization not recorded in history? Could it have been discovered and destroyed by the Japanese soon after?

After some thought, he believed it was very likely, given that the Special High Police were not to be underestimated.

Putting this thought aside, he began to review these plans. For two consecutive days, Dong Ku reviewed the city plans, including those of Beijing, Nanjing, and Qingdao, thinking they might come in handy at some point.

One day, while he was comparing the old and new plans of Jinan, Aunt Liu pushed the door open and said, "Sir, there's a phone call for you. They say the guest has arrived."

"The guest has arrived!"

Dong Ku snapped out of his thoughts about the pipes and streets. It was Iron Arhat who had returned.

He didn't go back immediately. First, he had Aunt Liu put away the plans, then he went underground to see if the Dark Hall experts had any questions. He also took Shui Linglong back, as he might not return for a while.

After answering some questions from these "students" underground, he took Shui Linglong back to his residence.

"Mr. Katō, this is the goods you requested."

Iron Arhat, through the radio, already knew how to address Dong Ku. Even in his room, he formally called Dong Ku Katō Seiken.

Dong Ku opened one of the three large boxes, took out the oil-paper-wrapped scope, and gave it a simple test. He couldn't help but admire these Jews. Although their scopes didn't match the optical quality of the future, they were top-notch for the present.

With the fine adjustments and the reserved tactical attachment slots, as long as a mounting bracket was added to the gun, the only difference from future scopes would be in the optics.

The three wine crates contained a total of 500 scopes and 500 silencers designed for the Type 38 rifle. These were all made to Dong Ku's specifications, which he had Iron Arhat take to Germany for processing. As for the risk of technology leakage, he couldn't worry about it now, especially since this wasn't high-tech. In 1937, silencers were officially equipped to the military, and by 1939, they were only slightly different from those of the future. As for scopes, they had only recently become popular due to the emphasis on sniper tactics.

With the silencers, as long as the threads were cut on the Type 38 rifle's barrel, they could be attached. This wasn't a high-tech task; it just required precise alignment of the rifling.

After checking the scopes and silencers, Dong Ku looked at Shui Linglong, who was curious but didn't touch them, and asked, "Miss Shui, does your uncle have a lathe?"

"Lathe?"

Shui Linglong thought for a moment and said, "I think so. My senior brother Han's steel spear is in five sections, and the threads seem to be cut by himself."

Dong Ku thought for a moment and decided to cut the threads on the barrels here. If he returned to Hulin, the only places with lathes would be Jixi and Jiamusi, and those lathes were under Japanese control, making it difficult to use them.

Iron Arhat glanced at the beautiful Shui Linglong. With his worldly experience, he could tell that Shui Linglong had a special relationship with Dong Ku and that she was skilled in martial arts. He was curious about her uncle, wondering where Mr. Dong had such a force, but he wouldn't ask rashly. Seeing that Dong Ku had finished inspecting the processed items, he said, "Sir, Mr. David Johnson can't stay there anymore. The Germans are searching for them, and the entire area is under military control. He doesn't want to lose his freedom and has decided to escape. When I left Kuching, Mr. Shao had already sent a merchant ship to pick him up. However, Mr. David doesn't want to come to China, and Mr. Shao asked me if you have a place to settle them."

"Settle..."

Dong Ku knew that Germany was now under Hitler's control. In the second year of his military rule, which was now, he began to place all researchers in Germany under military control to strengthen the military and national defense. At this time, the Jews had not yet suffered, but researchers were being arrested in large numbers and taken to a secret location to research all things related to war.

"Ah..."

Dong Ku sighed, deeply sympathizing with the fate of these Jews. Without a country or a place to live, they were homeless and unwilling to rely on any country.

He knew that in at most two years, Hitler would begin large-scale arrests of Jews, and then the Jews would be standing at the gates of hell. Settling a few people wasn't a big problem, but China was clearly not an option. Not only was there a war, but David Johnson also didn't want to come to China. Europe and Kuching would all be battlefields, and if outsiders knew he was a scientist with deep expertise in optics, they would take him back to their own countries.

Given this, Dong Ku understood why David Johnson didn't want to come to China. He just wanted a quiet place to do his research. World War II was approaching, and neutral countries were not lacking. Canada was a good choice.

After some thought, Dong Ku asked, "Brother Iron, how long will it take for the cargo ship to reach Kuching?"

Iron Arhat pondered for a moment and said, "We will go through the Grand Canal and into the Malacca Strait. If there are no unexpected events, it will take at most ten days to reach Kuching."

"Good. Brother Iron, go and meet your junior brother first. I'll arrange some things and contact the merchant ship in the afternoon, and also ask Mr. Shao about the flour mill."

"Alright. I haven't seen my junior brother in a while. I'll go have a drink with him and come back in the afternoon." With that, Iron Arhat got up and left Dong Ku's room.

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