Chapter 286: Cargo Ship Completely Looted

Chen Yongren walked in the dark, avoiding Japanese military police and agents, and arrived at the harbor.

The districts of Songhu were bustling like it was New Year, but the area near the harbor was very quiet.

Chen Yongren hid near the harbor and carefully observed the surroundings.

Aside from a few military police on several ships, there was no other support.

Through their thoughts, Chen Yongren learned that because the commotion outside was too loud, they had all been temporarily dispatched to provide support.

The Japanese had three ships docked in this harbor.

Their forces had been temporarily diverted, making it impossible to cover all points, so their defenses would inevitably have gaps.

Taking advantage of the Japanese soldier going to patrol another area, Chen Yongren swiftly entered the cabin and cleanly twisted his neck.

Remembering his appearance, he took the soldier's identification documents and quickly stored the corpse in the system warehouse.

With a thought, Chen Yongren changed into his likeness in the next second.

This greatly saved the time needed for makeup and changing clothes; moreover, with the bone-shrinking technique, even his height could be made exactly the same.

After doing all this, Chen Yongren walked toward the cargo hold.

The cargo hold door was tightly locked.

However, how could this stop Chen Yongren?

He flipped his wrist, and a thin, long wire appeared in his palm; after fiddling with it twice,

With a crisp click, the lock opened smoothly.

Inside the cargo hold were piled boxes of various sizes; Chen Yongren didn't bother to check what they contained, directly storing all the wooden crates into the system warehouse.

Chen Yongren also tossed the Japanese corpse into the warehouse.

To let the Japanese soldier be discovered quickly, Chen Yongren deliberately exposed his clothing from beneath the door gap.

He also left a solidified gasoline bomb on the door, then quickly left this ship and headed toward the remaining two ships.

The effect of feinting east while striking west was significant; each Japanese soldier became distracted, their attention drawn by the commotion outside.

They all wondered what had happened outside.

Moreover, with a host of skills at his disposal, Chen Yongren's infiltration went very smoothly.

At the first harbor, everything went smoothly, without any mishap.

Next, Chen Yongren proceeded toward the second and third harbors.

The Japanese were distributed across five harbors; all thirteen ships had the honor of being visited by Chen Yongren.

After finishing all this, Chen Yongren decisively left the harbor and hurried toward home.

At this moment.

The commotion in the Songhu districts finally subsided a little; the Japanese military police sent as reinforcements, each one covered in dust and dirt, showed expressions full of fatigue.

Nothing else.

Their search yielded nothing; by the time they arrived to reinforce, the perpetrators of these deeds had long since vanished, unknown where they hid.

When there were many people, they conducted the usual roll call and only then suddenly realized that one person who had been on watch aboard the ship was missing.

After a search.

They soon noticed the trap Chen Yongren had deliberately left in the cabin.

"Open the door!" a Japanese lieutenant pointed at the cabin's iron door.

"Hai!" a Japanese soldier immediately stood up, took a bunch of keys, and opened the hatch.

Seeing the corpse lying on the ground and then the empty warehouse, this group of Japanese soldiers were all dumbfounded.

The leading Japanese lieutenant's heart leapt into his throat.

What's going on?

Where did the cargo go?

Before he could think of anything else, he heard an explosive sound in his ear.

Immediately after.

He saw a cluster of orange-yellow flames suddenly burst forth before his eyes.

The next second.

His consciousness was engulfed by a wave of heat.

"Boom—"

The next second, this cargo ship was engulfed in flames.

The flames wound and coiled, like a fire dragon emerging, flying toward the sky; orange-red flames mixed with thick smoke nearly covered half the sky.

The flames clung tightly to the hull, as if trying to melt everything.

Under the scorching heat, the steel hull even began to drip molten iron; although the ship did not sink, it suffered severe deformation.

Although its volume had been reduced, it was still, after all, a solidified gasoline bomb.

Crimson flames rolled and leapt, sweeping toward the shore, splashing onto the Japanese soldiers on land.

They originally thought it was ordinary fire and instinctively wanted to swat it away.

They soon realized that no matter how hard they tried, they could not extinguish this flame.

Moreover, the flame quickly spread across their bodies, growing ever more intense.

Not long after, dozens of little fire-men appeared on the shore.

Piercing wails echoed along the shore; a group of Japanese soldiers screamed desperately, rolling on the ground, but it was all in vain.

Soon the air filled with a scorched odor.

The struggling fire-men on the ground soon ceased all movement, their hands still held in a grasping pose.

Not only this, Japanese ships in the other harbors also exploded one after another.

Their days were no better; the luckiest were those Japanese soldiers directly burned to ashes by the flames, spared the pain of death.

Before the explosion, Chen Yongren had smoothly returned home.

"Brother, you're back!" Hua Lei stepped forward, worried: "Outside, it seems there are more and more people; if you don't come back soon, I was about to go out looking for you."

"I have come back." Chen Yongren smiled.

He raised his hand to check the time—neither more nor less, half an hour.

"Those movements outside, did you arrange them?" Hua Lei asked.

Chen Yongren didn't hide it, nodding: "I can't take this shot for nothing; of course I have to give those little devils a hard time."

By the way, Old Devil Tengyuan Jintai, you didn't call me, did you?

"No." Hua Lei was about to say something more.

Suddenly, a faint rumbling explosion sounded from outside the window.

Chen Yongren broke into a smile: "Hua Lei, come, brother will let you watch the fireworks!"

"Fireworks?" Hua Lei's expression was strange as she walked to the window and looked outside.

Watching the distant ports, seeing the splendid flames burst forth one after another, Chen Yongren knew he had succeeded.

The cargo ship was blown up.

Everything will be burned to a clean crisp!

Still dreaming of stealing our treasures? Dream on!

Hua Lei stared, dumbfounded, at the outside.

At the same time.

Having failed to catch the troublemakers, Tengyuan Jintai was about to blow his top.

Those guys were like a slippery bunch of loaches, slick all over, fleeing after they did their deeds, giving you no chance to surround them.

Outside was chaos like a pot of porridge, yet they gained nothing; how to wrap things up was a problem.

Just as Tengyuan Jintai was about to call Chen Yongren to share some pressure,

Suddenly, a faint explosion sound came from outside the window.

"Damn it!"

"What's the commotion again?"

Tengyuan Jintai slammed his fist on the table, stood up, shoved the window open, and stared in the direction where the flames rose, utterly stunned.

This time the explosion seemed to come from the port?

Tengyuan Jintai still thought he was seeing things, and rubbed his eyes.

The flames before him were somewhat larger than before.

Something happened at the port.

Tengyuan Jintai's heart turned cold halfway.

Ding-ling-ling~

A sudden, urgent phone ring rang out.

Tengyuan Jintai quickly picked up the phone, only to hear a wailing, howling cry from the other end.

"Sir, sir, the port has suffered an explosion…"