Chapter 87

After Hu Hao packed the money and the pen, he thought for a moment and realized that he wouldn't be able to find a place to sleep tonight. Fortunately, it was summer, and it wasn't too cold at night, so he could sleep in the car. Hu Hao decided it would be safer to sleep in the car, and he could drive away early the next morning.

Hu Hao picked up the package and threw it out of the bathroom window, then jumped out himself. He couldn't risk going through the main gate; if the Japanese soldiers saw him carrying a bedsheet-wrapped package, they would definitely ask questions. Hu Hao slowly crept to the bottom of the wall, which was right next to the Japanese military camp. He tied a rope to the package, climbed up the wall, and, seeing no one was paying attention, pulled the package up and placed it on the other side in the Japanese military camp.

After climbing down, Hu Hao felt pleased. "Looks like I have a talent for thievery," he thought, but then corrected himself, "Spit! Thievery isn't a good profession! Damn, I almost went astray. Fortunately, I realized it quickly. If my brother found out, he would probably beat me to death!"

Hu Hao slowly carried the package to the car, threw the items into the driver's seat, and looked at the dead Japanese soldier. "Hey, you're already dead, so why are you still occupying the driver's seat? Move to the back!" Hu Hao opened the car door, moved the Japanese soldier to the back of the car, and lay down in the driver's seat to sleep.

However, he didn't dare to sleep too deeply. He had to leave early the next morning to avoid being discovered by the Japanese soldiers after killing their leader. When it was just starting to get light, Hu Hao woke up and looked at his watch.

"Damn, it's only 5 o'clock and it's already light. The Japanese officer usually doesn't get up this early! I have to wait another hour for the city gates to open. I might as well wait!" Hu Hao continued to doze off. He just wanted to get out of there quickly. If the Japanese soldiers discovered him, he wouldn't have many weapons, and he wasn't there to kill; he was there to buy cigarettes! He hadn't forgotten his original purpose, and robbing them was just a side benefit!

At around 6 o'clock, Hu Hao started the car and drove out of the military camp. The Japanese soldiers saluted professionally, and Hu Hao returned the salute, thinking, "Goodbye!" As he drove to the city gate, the Japanese soldiers were probably being lazy, and the gate was guarded by puppet troops. Seeing Hu Hao in Japanese military uniform driving a military vehicle, the puppet troops didn't dare to stop him. Hu Hao smoothly left the city and drove toward the munitions factory.

After driving for about half an hour, covering about 20 miles, Hu Hao got out of the car, took off the Japanese military jacket, and threw the Japanese flag on the ground, stomping on it and cursing, "What a joke, a broken膏药flag showing off everywhere!" He got back into the car and continued driving. After about an hour, he reached the Japanese checkpoint. There were only four Japanese soldiers at the checkpoint, and the others were probably still in bed.

Hu Hao drove slowly at first, and the Japanese soldiers at the checkpoint thought the car would stop for inspection. However, when Hu Hao was about 10 meters from the barrier, he suddenly accelerated and charged through. The Japanese soldiers were caught off guard, and by the time they reacted, Hu Hao was already 100 meters away. They started to shoot, but by the time they fired, Hu Hao was already 200-300 meters away.

The Japanese soldiers who were still sleeping came out with their guns, saw Hu Hao driving away, and quickly prepared to chase him on motorcycles. Hu Hao, sitting in the driver's seat, hummed a tune, "Hehe, it feels so good to charge through the barrier! Not bad, I'll do it again next time!" But then he became serious.

"Damn, I just charged through the barrier, and now four motorcycles are chasing me! Can't I have a moment of joy?" He immediately accelerated and started to speed. Hu Hao drove as fast as he could, and the Japanese soldiers chased him, getting closer and closer. Hu Hao looked in the rearview mirror and realized he couldn't outdrive the motorcycles, which were faster.

When Hu Hao reached a turn, he quickly got out of the car and grabbed his two Browning pistols. He ran to the top of a small hill, and as the Japanese motorcycles approached the turn, he didn't hesitate to shoot at the passenger in the sidecar. The passenger was armed with a machine gun, so Hu Hao had to take him out first. "Bang, bang, bang!" A few shots later, the passenger was killed. The motorcycle driver continued, and Hu Hao shot him, causing the driver to crash into the hill. The Japanese soldier on the motorcycle fell off and was shot dead by Hu Hao.

The remaining six Japanese soldiers, seeing this, tried to stop their motorcycles, but Hu Hao shot two more before they could stop. Four were left. Hu Hao shot one more before they could fire, and the remaining three used their motorcycles as cover and fired at Hu Hao. Hu Hao lay on the ground, reloaded his gun, and when the Japanese soldiers reloaded, he stood up and shot one in the head. The remaining two tried to run, but Hu Hao shot them, and they stayed put.

"Damn, I told you, I just charged through the barrier and wanted to have a good time, but you had to come and ruin it! Damn!" Hu Hao got out of the car, picked up the machine gun, and fired at the dead Japanese soldiers to make sure they were really dead. After finishing, Hu Hao was in a dilemma.

"Motorcycles are good, but how do I get them back? This is a challenge. No, I have to get them back, so I can use them later!" He ran to the front of the car, opened the back, and started to reverse the car to a steep place. The back of the car was against the hill, and Hu Hao started to ride the motorcycles up the hill. After reaching the top, he pushed the motorcycles onto the car.

"Dead and still taking up space, go down!" Hu Hao threw the dead driver off the hill, then went down to push the motorcycles. After pushing all the motorcycles onto the car, Hu Hao started to search the dead Japanese soldiers, taking everything useful and throwing it into the car. After finishing, he thought, "This is already Eighth Route Army territory, so I should mark the car to avoid being mistaken for an enemy."

Hu Hao took some wet soil and wrote "Eighth Route Army" on the front, sides, and back of the car. After finishing, he wiped his hands on a Japanese soldier's clothes, got into the car, and drove away!