Chapter 143: Storm at the Pier

The Jeep slowed to a halt on the potholed road surface.

Zhao Ying asked in a low voice, "There was no one checking when we left, so why is there suddenly an extra checkpoint?"

"It couldn't be because we stole the Jeep, and they're here to check us!" said Su Qing.

"It's impossible for it to be that fast!" said He Yuzhu.

A burly American soldier sauntered over and asked, "Hey! You guys aren't soldiers, why are you driving a military vehicle?"

He Yuzhu rolled down the car window, handed over a document, and put on a smile: "Captain Mark asked me to use his car to take his two friends to the ship. I work in Tokyo..." He took the opportunity to also hand over the identity Su Qing had forged for him.

The big guy flipped through the documents repeatedly, but couldn't find any flaws.

"We need to inspect the cargo."

"Be my guest," He Yuzhu jumped out of the car, opened the trunk, and revealed three large wooden crates.

He moved the crates down and opened them. Inside were just some worthless items they had bought from the black market. (Those paintings and calligraphy had already been stored by He Yuzhu in his space before he fought with the gang.)

The big guy rummaged for a long time, but didn't find anything valuable.

A black man whispered a few words in the big guy's ear, and the big guy started making Zhao Ying and Su Qing get out of the car.

They pretended to look inside the car, then immediately glued their eyes onto Zhao Ying.

A lecherous light shone in the big guy's eyes as he pointed at Zhao Ying and asked, "Is this woman Captain Mark's lover?"

"I don't think I need to tell you that, do I?" He Yuzhu's voice remained steady, but his tone had become impatient.

"Hey! Brother! The woman Mark can play with, I want to play with too! How about this, you lend this woman to the two of us to play with!" The big guy laughed lewdly.

"Do you really have the guts?" said He Yuzhu.

The big guy was stunned for a moment, then pointed at the ground beneath his feet and said, "This is land we have conquered; here, there is nothing we dare not do!"

"But we are not Japanese!" Zhao Ying retorted in fluent English.

"Oh ho! You can even speak English?" The big guy turned his head and smiled obscenely at the black man: "Must be a high-class prostitute."

He Yuzhu was also a bit puzzled as to why these people were so arrogant, but a second thought made him understand: these people had stayed in Japan for too long, were used to doing whatever they wanted, and felt they could get their hands on any woman they saw.

The two then let out a burst of tacit, insulting laughter.

He Yuzhu's killing intent was ignited in an instant. He quickly scanned the checkpoint: four people in total, with the other two checking other vehicles in the distance. If he moved fast enough, he could completely and silently take care of these two, then go take care of the other two. The risk was that passing pedestrians might notice.

Zhao Ying caught the killing intent in He Yuzhu's eyes; she touched his arm lightly and whispered, "Don't do it here!"

Immediately, Zhao Ying became full of charm, walked up to the big guy, patted his shoulder, and leaned into his ear to whisper a few words in English. That kind of look was something most men found hard to endure.

After hearing this, the big guy patted her on the buttocks, the rolls of fat on his face relaxed, and he then showed a satisfied expression, nodding repeatedly.

Zhao Ying leaned close to He Yuzhu and said in Chinese extremely quickly, "Take them to the small dirt slope two miles in front of the pier to do it, don't go to the hotel side."

He Yuzhu nodded.

The big guy shouted excitedly to his companions in the distance: "Guys, we're going to the hotel to have some fun, cover for us, we'll be back in an hour."

A soldier over there shouted, "Enjoy yourselves!"

He Yuzhu glanced at his watch; there were two hours left until the "Shengli Hao" ship set sail, which was more than enough time to finish things and get back.

He Yuzhu started the Jeep, carrying the two American soldiers who didn't know they were courting death, and drove toward the pier.

The big guy and the black man were singing loudly, not taking He Yuzhu and Su Qing seriously at all. Just five minutes after driving off, the big guy couldn't help himself and started touching Zhao Ying's thigh. He Yuzhu had originally wanted to let him live a little longer, but since he was actively seeking death, there was no time like the present.

He Yuzhu slammed on the brakes!

The inertia of the Jeep caused the bodies of the two people in the back seat to slam hard into the front seats.

He Yuzhu turned around like a leopard, his hands clamping onto the big guy's head like iron pincers, and twisted!

With a crisp "Crack!", the big guy's head hung down at a strange angle; the lecherous smile on his face had not yet faded, but the light in his eyes had already instantly dissipated.

Almost at the same instant, He Yuzhu's hand attacked the black man behind the passenger seat in the same manner.

He was still giggling and rapping when his neck was locked tight and instantly snapped.

Everything happened in the blink of an eye. The two lively people in the car had turned into two limp corpses.

Su Qing looked back at the two dead faces and suddenly felt like vomiting, "Zhuzi, next time... next time before you do it, just knock me out!"

Zhao Ying retched twice—this was her first time seeing He Yuzhu kill someone in a confined space; the visual impact was already intense, and coupled with the strange odor permeating the car (the two had lost control of their bowels when they died), it made her feel even more nauseous.

He Yuzhu said, "I'll take you back to the pier first, you board the ship immediately. I still need to dispose of these two corpses; don't worry, I will definitely arrive before the ship sails."

Zhao Ying was a little worried about He Yuzhu, but seeing his confident look, she and Su Qing dragged the three large crates onto the ship.

He Yuzhu stayed behind; disposing of the corpses was just a cover. Two days ago, he had noticed an American freighter unloading a large amount of military supplies at the pier and had been planning to take these things and sell them to Lao Zhou.

It was dark, and the military Warehouse was heavily guarded, with searchlights sweeping back and forth across the empty grounds.

He Yuzhu used the cover of night to sneak to the perimeter of the warehouse area. He deliberately overturned his own Jeep by the side of the road.

A military truck about to enter the warehouse area saw a Jeep overturned and stopped to check.

He Yuzhu took this opportunity to roll under the truck, his hands and feet gripping the chassis beams tightly to hide his body.

The truck driver saw no one in the Jeep, shook his head, got back into the truck, and drove into the warehouse area.

The moment the truck came to a steady stop, He Yuzhu slid out from under the truck and hid in the shadows of a pile of cargo crates.

He observed the layout of the warehouse and finally locked onto a Warehouse guarded by heavy troops.

After waiting for twenty minutes, a truck drove toward the Warehouse gate to pick up cargo.

Just as the guard was checking the driver's documents, He Yuzhu snuck under the truck like a civet cat again and went inside with the vehicle.

The Warehouse was brightly lit and piled full of large wooden crates marked with English labels.

He snuck to the area where light weapons were stored; before him were neatly stacked crates, with labels marking them as M1 Garand Rifle, M3 Submachine Gun, and ammunition.

Time was tight, and He Yuzhu quickly stored the guns and ammunition from the crates into his space. After transferring the supplies from over a hundred crates, the truck that had come in was about to leave, so He Yuzhu took the opportunity to crawl under the truck again.

When he finally boarded the gangway of the Shengli Hao, the ship's whistle sounded as it weighed anchor.

Zhao Ying came to He Yuzhu's cabin and asked, "Why were you gone for so long! I was a little worried you wouldn't be able to come back."

He Yuzhu sighed and said with a grin, "I chopped off the hand of that big guy who touched your thigh, and I also cut off his 'thing', so he can be a eunuch in his next life!"

Zhao Ying cursed, "Stop trying to play dumb with me!"

He Yuzhu said with a smile, "A female secret agent really is different; I thought the little look you gave to seduce that big guy was quite charming."

"Go to hell..." Zhao Ying cursed.

"Why are you cursing!"