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Chapter 339 Harvest

Lei Zhenyun looked at the scimitar in his hand, and his eyes were so excited that he shone out. He had seen this pattern of the blade before. Two years ago, a recruit came into his company. According to others, this kid was born in a wealthy family and had a big deal of sailing. However, after the Japanese came in, all the ships in his family were confiscated and used as Japanese officials, which was called Leshu. He ran to the Japanese to argue, but never came back.

His family spent money everywhere and made great efforts, but his father's life and death were not found. At this time, the Japanese withdrew. The National Government who came back wanted to convict his family of the enemy. His family spent money to deal with it. When the charges were almost revoked, the Japanese who killed them came back.

It was obvious that you were happy to lose, but you still went to the Kuomintang to complain about the wrongs? What kind of injustice do you have to complain? Isn’t this slandering our Japanese Empire to rob it? So the commander of the Japanese army at that time ordered that the deal be fully accepted in his private name.

The Japanese have long been salivating about this wealthy family. In order to open up the transportation lines between the Yangtze River and the Yellow River that enters mainland China, they must first reconnaissance under other banners before the war begins. The best banner at present is him, a big seller who runs the boat.

As long as he is under the banner of his family, the ship can be unobstructed in the Yangtze River and other inland rivers, but the price is to destroy this big seller. The Japanese did this cleanly and neatly, killing the family from top to bottom.

The only surviving boy was spared from his death because he was studying in another place. He was so angry that he only brought this knife and joined the National Army. Because he was educated and was a scholar who was halfway through college, he was appointed as the deputy platoon leader when he entered the company. However, after only being an officer for a week, he was killed by a stray bullet from the Japanese, and his knife disappeared.

Lei Zhenyun didn't remember the appearance and name of this unlucky guy, but he remembered the knife in his hand, which was like a crescent moon, but it was less than a foot long, and the sword was covered with magical patterns like water waves.

Lei Zhenyun was a class monitor at that time, so he had a few chats with the college student. The college student said that his knife was a Persian scimitar made of Damascus steel. It was sharp and powerful and unparalleled in the world. It has been passed down in his family for more than ten generations, and the only thing that is worth a fortune like gold is left is this knife.

At that time, someone said that the college student bragged and took the bayonet from the Japanese 38th gun to compete with the scimitar. However, the college student refused to agree at all. Instead, he found two Japanese bayonets and then knocked them together with his Persian scimitar. The scimitar was not damaged at all, but the two Japanese bayonets broke into four pieces.

Lei Zhenyun remembered the scene of cutting off two bayonets very clearly, and he could not forget the strange and beautiful patterns on the blade. Now he has also obtained such a Persian scimitar, and it is much larger than that of the college student, and it is two and a half feet long. It is the most suitable weapon for short-term forces to connect.

This is really a treasure. After Lei Zhenyun gently stroked the blade, he had not waited to put the knife into the sheath, and found that many pairs of eyes were emitting green light.

Several German sailors were also attracted by this knife. The situation in Germany and China was different. These soldiers were generally well educated and had a deeper understanding of this Persian scimitar, especially Menger.

Lei Zhenyun looked back at these people and immediately knew what they wanted to do. This was all the idea of ​​getting a knife, so he looked around and laughed: "Are you sure to solve me? Do you really want to give me this excuse?"

A German sailor gritted his teeth, raised the mp40 in his hand and pushed it against Lei Zhenyun's chest, signaling him to take the knife over.

Lei Zhenyun snorted coldly, lit the sailor and said to Menger: "Translation for him and tell him that if you want to survive, put down your gun. Also, even if he snatched this knife, what will you do to divide yourself? Don't be uncomfortable if you have nothing to do."

Menger thought about it in embarrassment, then sighed and said something to the sailor's submachine gun, and all of them were destroyed.

After Lei Zhenyun put his knife in the sheath, he said, "Look for it again, and you will find everything you find. After finding it, let's go back quickly."

This is a real suggestion. Lei Zhenyun can find a treasure knife, and maybe they can find something good.

They were really lucky. They actually turned out two half-foot-long copper boxes in the wall of the decaying captain's room. After opening them, they found that there were six pure gold bars for emergency response, each of which had a weight of half a pound.

There are various countries that protect valuable materials and personnel. The pilots are usually given smaller gold coins. For warships, some gold bars are usually reserved. When they are in a situation of currency failure and areas, these gold is the final cost of saving lives. Although this is extremely costly, for a warship, the amount of gold consumed is really nothing.

Lei Zhenyun didn't rob them, so he let them divide the gold privately. These sailors got great benefits, but instead began to cover up Lei Zhenyun because he was afraid that he would expose these people after he went back.

In their hearts, a gold is much greater than that scimitar, and Lei Zhenyun was still voluntarily at a loss. Lei Zhenyun didn't have the idea of ​​them. They were all a group of submarine soldiers, who had been simmering in this big iron coffin all their lives. Unlike Lei Zhenyun who wanted to fight against the enemy on the battlefield, of course he could not realize how powerful a good knife was.

It would be better to go back and wait for the troops there to steal oil or be wiped out. They probably had a great chance of failure. But they didn't know that shortly after they returned, all three soldiers also came back without any damage. After they finished talking, Lei Zhenyun understood that the three soldiers came out together, but none of them found a chance to start. They all traveled around and came back.

Lei Zhenyun was so angry that he couldn't help but laugh, but even if he was so angry, he didn't say a word. He had to have a bottom line. After all, he was a Chinese soldier and could not help the Germans no matter what.

Although Mengel was a major, he was studying in medical school, so he knew nothing about war and could only worry about it. Lei Zhenyun simply ignored what the captain and others said outside, and fell on the bed with a scimitar hidden in his arms.
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