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Chapter 80 Lieutenant Douglas
At the gate of the warehouse, two pseudo-policemen were standing guard. Seeing a young man with a suit, leather shoes, polished hair and noodles coming straight up, he hurried up to stop him.

"Stop, you are not allowed to go inside."

"What are you doing? Take out your certificate of good citizenship."

Wang Dong sighed in his heart, "Good people's certificate" doesn't make much sense to me, but in this situation, looking at the Wang Puppet Government flag flying on the warehouse, and the Japanese armored vehicles with plaster flags parked on the street, Wang Dong really felt Kind of disgusting.

However, the last mission has run out of ammunition. After arriving in Beiping, under the high-handed rule of the Japanese army, there is no way to buy arms in the whole city of Beiping, so Wang Dong is now wearing an electric baton. Look at the armored car next to him and smokes. The devil, Wang Dong knows that it is very dangerous to do anything to resist now.

He asked Chen Chunsheng to make a good civil certificate, and immediately put his hand into his trouser pocket, and at the same time quietly opened the storage ring.

Just as he was about to take out his certificate of good citizenship, the system suddenly flashed:
[Mission Option 85: "Boss, this is my certificate of good citizenship, please have a look at it" - option reward: Type 1 submachine gun x [-] with [-] rounds of ammunition (level [-])]

[Mission Option 1: "I still need a certificate to enter the door?"——Option Reward: Anti-strike ability +[-]]

Wang Dong looked at the options and couldn't help but take a deep breath.

Seeing Wang Dong honestly taking out his pockets, the two black skins looked at each other and smiled. At first they saw that the boy was wearing five people and six people, and they were a little bit guilty, but now they saw that this boy just had a superficial appearance, and they didn't let them. Take it easy.

They kept their eyes on Wang Dong's hand out of his pocket, and saw that Wang Dong quickly took his hand out of his suit pocket. When they looked at his hand, they suddenly found that there was nothing in that hand.

"Hey, are you kidding around? Believe it or not, man..."

Before the two of them finished speaking, they suddenly felt that the empty hand in their eyes was getting closer and closer to them.

Immediately afterwards, "Crack, crack." Wang Dong put his hands back into his pockets, and said arrogantly, "I'm going to ask for a certificate when I enter the door, get out of here!"

The two fake police officers were covering their faces that had just been slapped. They felt hurt and confused. This kid didn't even want to get a certificate of good citizenship, so why are you touching your pockets?It's a cover-up.

Wang Dong swaggered into the warehouse, and the two policemen reacted, covered their faces, and chased after them angrily. One took out a baton, and the other took out a whistle and blew it.

"You boy, stop for me! You don't want to live anymore, do you!"

Douglas, who was wearing a Marine Corps uniform, was pacing impatiently in front of a truck. The autumn in Peking made the lieutenant of the logistics support force of the [-]th Regiment of the [-]nd Marine Brigade feel uncomfortable.

It's too cold here, and when autumn comes, there's wind and sand everywhere, as well as the damn Japanese and those nasty bugs from the so-called "North China Political Affairs Commission", a group of traitors who watch them with unkind eyes every day.Douglas doesn't want to stay in this place for a day. He wants to go back to the Qinhuangdao Concession, preferably in Shanghai. There is the brigade headquarters of the [-]nd Marine Corps brigade he is familiar with, with neon lights and a very good ballroom. A place for a young heart to relax.

But the unlucky war caused him to be transferred here, a cold and blunt city in North China.

"Gentlemen, are you ready? We're going!"

Douglas yelled with some dissatisfaction, and looked at the Chinese researchers of Peking Union Medical College in disgust. Their dawdling has been delayed for too long.

Those people looked at him upon hearing the words, and soon turned back again under the urging of several middle-aged scholars, and continued to count the boxes unmoved.

Douglas knew that these people were researchers of the American Union Medical College in name, but in fact most of them were researchers of the China Geological Survey who had not had time to withdraw from Beiping or left protective specimens before the Japanese arrived.

The same evacuation of specimens this time, on the surface, was the US Marine Corps helping the American Capital Association and the School of Medicine to evacuate and protect the assets of the school. In fact, behind it was the nod from Chongqing. He must serve these Chinese people well, or at least his attitude Can't treat as badly as normal Chinese.

Douglas grumbled, looking again at his old watch, which he had won in a bar bet the year he left the Philippines for Shanghai.The salary of the army is not enough for him to spend a lot in a city like Shanghai, so after all these years, he still has this old watch on his hand.

Finally, several Chinese people counted the things, and gave a list to three Chinese scientific researchers who followed the goods, said a few more words, and patted each other on the shoulders.

A middle-aged scientist walked up to Douglas and said in English with a French accent: "Mr. Captain, please be sure to escort these specimens. On behalf of all Chinese, thank you for your work."

Douglas nodded impatiently, watched the researchers go away, and then turned around and shouted: "Boys, let's go!"

In two squads, 24 Ma Run, armed with M-1903 Springfield rifles, walked into the carriage listlessly.Although it is not possible to ride a stuffy tank truck with the specimen, it is obviously not a very enjoyable process to ride the train in the cold and chaotic North China, where everyone has a bad face.

Just as Lieutenant Douglas was about to board the car, he suddenly saw a Chinese and two policemen in black uniforms running towards him.

After beating someone, Wang Dong was also afraid of being caught, so he cursed all the way, but he ran very fast.

He seemed to be in a panic, but in fact he kept running towards the U.S. military wagon, and finally jumped onto the platform when two false policemen caught up with him.

Douglas saw a young Chinese jump in front of him, he jumped, and his first reaction was to touch the gun.

At this time, the Chinese man grabbed him very familiarly, and said a sentence in Chinese: "Where is your car going?"

Douglas was confused and called the three Chinese researchers in the car, "Come out and see what happened."

At this time, the young man asked again in proficient English: "I ask you, is this car going to Qinhuangdao?"

At this time, Qinhuangdao was officially divided into several counties, and Qinhuangdao was not an official name.But for the big powers, Qinhuangdao Port is the gateway to North China, and the big powers have a large number of commercial ports and garrisons in Qinhuangdao, so the name of Qinhuangdao is even more resounding.

Douglas was taken aback for a moment, the Chinese could actually speak English, and he spoke it very well.

At this time, the two pseudo-policemen chasing Wang Dong were startled when they saw the foreign soldiers, and they were even more afraid that they would offend someone when they heard that Wang Dong could speak a foreign language.

At this time, the three scientific researchers also came out, and when they saw the two fake policemen, they immediately became vigilant.

The two policemen looked at each other, not daring to be so arrogant, and said cautiously: "This... sir, please show us the certificate of good citizenship."

Wang Dong looked arrogant, "I don't have a good citizenship certificate, so I didn't bring it with me."

Douglas frowned and asked the three researchers what was going on. The three were confused after listening to a few words of their conversation. A young researcher with glasses translated for Douglas in English: "These two fake policemen seem to want to Check this person's ID, but this person is unwilling to give it."

Seeing Wang Dong's arrogance, the two pseudo-policemen became distressed. They wanted to leave, but they were afraid that something might happen to Wang Dong. Finally, one of the pseudo-policemen couldn't help but said, "Who are you? Why did you break into the warehouse?"

Wang Dong looked at Douglas, feeling that the time was ripe, he put his hand into his pocket with a haughty face, took out a book from the ring and threw it over.

The pseudo-police knew a few words, took the certificate and opened it, "The Nationalist Government, Special Commissioner of North China Industry..."

Although the two policemen didn't know what an industrial commissioner was, they also knew that they couldn't afford to be offended and became nervous for a moment, so they stood at attention and saluted.

The three scientific researchers showed nervousness at the same time.

The national government that dared to swagger in Beiping was obviously not the one in Chongqing, but the people from Wang Jingwei in Nanjing.

At this moment, the three of them had the same idea in their minds: The traitor is coming!
(End of this chapter)