Chapter 215: Gaining a New Skill Again

After all.

The number of wounded soldiers boarding the ship each day is fixed.

If the headcount doesn't match the list, the little devils will surely re‑inspect the ship.

Although the Riben soldiers' ID tags have no photos.

But within the Riben army, to prevent anyone from posing as a wounded soldier, each certificate has a photo of the individual attached for inspectors to verify.

To board the ship undetected, one must first settle someone and take his place.

Just then, Chen Yongren spotted a Japanese soldier among the wounded, looking around, then he clutched his crotch with one hand and hauled a large suitcase with the other.

Walking pigeon‑toed, he limped toward the side of the dock.

Seeing an isolated Japanese soldier, Chen Yongren's eyes lit up.

The opportunity has arrived!

Chen Yongren quietly followed behind it.

When he found this bastard, the Japanese soldier was comfortably shivering as he urinated.

Just as he was about to put away his tools, Chen Yongren rushed up behind it.

Only a crisp 'crack' was heard, and the poor fellow went limp and collapsed to the ground.

Chen Yongren quickly pulled the wounded‑soldier documents and the soldier's ID tag from it and slipped them into his pocket.

A corpse suddenly appeared on the dock, which would surely raise the alarm; seeing that the suitcase was large enough, Chen Yongren stuffed the corpse into it.

Having made himself look like that fellow, he grabbed the case and went to the end of the wounded line to re‑join the queue.

Chen Yongren stood in line, using his scan‑eye to discern the identities of the Japanese in the queue.

Suddenly he heard a voice in his mind that delighted him.

"Upon returning home, I must surely safeguard these blueprints!"

"There must be no slip‑up."

"Besides, no one knows I'm here, so what could go wrong?"

……

No, I already know.

Knowing they are on the ship, the matter is settled.

You damned little devils, just wait for this old man to come take your dog‑like lives.

The line soon reached Chen Yongren.

The wounded‑soldier certificates and the soldiers' ID tags were in order.

Chen Yongren gave a slight bow, case in hand, just about to board when the corporal in charge of inspection suddenly said, 'Hold on, I suspect your case contains contraband; I want to inspect it.'

Inspecting the case is also quite normal.

Because it has happened in their army before—soldiers taking advantage of wounded leave to smuggle in scarce goods and make a quick profit.

Calling it an inspection, they're really just looking to extort money.

Chen Yongren kept his composure, reached into his pocket, took out five yen from his private stash, and slipped it into the corporal's hand without changing expression.

The corporal quickly lowered his head, glanced at the bill, and smiled.

Soldiers' pay is meager to begin with, and now stationed in Songhu they can't earn money from sweeps, so they try to squeeze some oil from these wounded men.

"Corporal Sir, thank you for your hard work—I'll open the case now!" Chen Yongren feigned a squat on the ground.

"Never mind, never mind, board quickly, don't waste time." The corporal feigned impatience, waving to urge Chen Yongren onto the ship.

Chen Yongren hauled the case aboard swiftly and soon located the personnel escorting the blueprints.

It was a three‑person room.

One lieutenant colonel, two lieutenants.

A sweep of his scan‑eye gave Chen Yongren even greater delight.

Name: Sagawa Moki.

Gender: Male.

Age: 30.

Nationality: Riben·Nagasaki.

Rank: Lieutenant Colonel.

Codename: Codfish.

Current identity: Tsuchiwara Agency special agent, leader of Action Team 4.

Recent situation: To escort the German transaction blueprints back home, he disguised himself as a wounded officer and boarded the ship.

Looking again at the two lieutenants, they are also squad leaders of the Action Team.

Three damned agents, plus a ship full of Japanese wounded—this deal is too good to pass up.

Knowing where the meat is, Chen Yongren no longer rushes; he opens the holographic map and wanders the ship, trying to learn as much as possible about the situation aboard.

At the same time he activates his mind‑voice and wind‑ear, hoping to glean more useful clues.

Aside from the soldiers handling odds and ends, the ship's bridge has a total of twelve people.

Because it is night, to ensure tomorrow's voyage, only four people stand night watch.

After all the wounded have boarded, with a piercing whistle the ship slowly gets underway.

After the captain has arranged everything, he also returns to his quarters to rest.

The ship glides slowly across the sea.

Chen Yongren had earlier stored a lifeboat in the system warehouse for retreat after a sinking, and then promptly sabotaged the other lifeboats.

Only then did he come to the lieutenant colonel's room and knock on the door.

The three Japanese devil officers residing in the house instantly lost all sleepiness.

"Who?" Zuochuan Muxi said warily.

"Major Zuochuan, Tufeiyuan Agency urgent telegram!" Chen Yongren feigned urgency: "They say there's something very important to contact you about."

"What? General, Your Excellency?" Zuochuan Muxi urged: "Hurry, hurry and open the door!"

Soon, the door opened.

Two Japanese devil lieutenants stood at the doorway.

Chen Yongren quickly drew a dagger and sliced at their necks in succession.

Pfft!

The two Japanese devil lieutenants clutched their necks, looking at Chen Yongren in disbelief, struggled a bit, then collapsed heavily to the ground.

"You!" Zuochuan Muxi, seeing this, instinctively drew his waist pistol.

But Chen Yongren acted faster, throwing the dagger with force at it.

Pfft!

The American combat dagger pierced its neck, Zuochuan Muxi's body went limp, and he collapsed onto the bed.

All this took a long time to tell.

But in just a few seconds, the three Japanese devil officers were easily dealt with by Chen Yongren.

Chen Yongren searched around and found that briefcase.

He opened it and looked.

Inside were indeed various weapon designs, with detailed details in the drawings, each part having specific data.

Rifles, machine guns, grenades, and even a light tank design.

These drawings were entirely hand-drawn!

Chen Yongren immediately saw the value of these drawings.

Damn it!

Those Germans are really generous, giving this kind of thing to the little devils?

Chen Yongren hesitated not, directly storing these drawings in the system warehouse.

Preparing to give one copy to Fourth Master and send another to the National Government.

Such treasures, sharing the blessings equally is fine.

However, on the National Government's side, only after meeting Lin Dayou can he bring all these drawings back.

Chen Yongren then turned his gaze to the three system rewards just mentioned.

【Ship Piloting Skill】: The owner can skillfully pilot any type of vessel.

What a great skill.

Coincidentally, I have a ship at hand; I'll test the skill's effect later.

【Banquet Star】: You will master all dances of the current era.

In dancing, no one kills better than the owner; among agents, no one dances better than you.

Seeing this description, Chen Yongren's vision went dark—what is this?

Where's my killing skill?

Are you expecting me to dance people to death?

Upon further thought, I will likely often interact with the people of Rockwell Mansion; I will inevitably have to dance there, so this skill might have other uses.

Afterward, Chen Yongren turned his gaze to the final skill reward.

Chen Yongren thought he had misread.

Three question marks slowly appeared in his mind.