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Chapter 628 Accident
When Hu Yunqing left Yichun Teahouse, he had completely lost his previous calmness.
The headquarters asked them to raise one million dollars in funds within one month, convert it into arms, ammunition and medicines, and deliver them to the base before the end of July.
If the military force is deployed normally, one hundred thousand oceans' worth of ammunition would not be enough to supply a regiment.
Not to mention mountain artillery, even light and heavy machine guns are difficult to fully equip.
However, this was the only solution. The troops were fighting very hard. In some units, three people shared a gun, and each person had three bullets.
The rest were all armed with spears and swords, which were completely different from the Japanese army.
You have to know that a Japanese soldier is equipped with a gun, two spare magazines in the front and back, with a total of ninety bullets, and two grenades hanging on the left and right sides of his body.
The equipment of one of them can match the firepower of an entire squad of soldiers.
Walking out of Yichun Teahouse, Hu Yunqing glanced at the teahouse behind him and silently made up his mind that he must get the money within a month no matter what.
Shanghai, Zhabei District, Huaimin Road, Japanese cuisine...
This is a relatively famous Japanese restaurant in the Japanese Concession. The owner is from Kanto, Japan.
It is said that he was trained by some famous chef and his ramen and sashimi are very good.
This place is very close to the Marine Corps Headquarters on Hongqiao North Road, so people from the Navy often come here to dine.
At four o'clock in the afternoon, a rickshaw stopped in front of the Japanese restaurant.
Beiyuan Gong got off the rickshaw and casually threw him a few cents.
The rickshaw driver thanked the lady repeatedly and quickly pulled up the rickshaw and ran away.
These Japanese people are moody and who knows if they will turn hostile the next moment.
Several workers were setting up scaffolding in front of the restaurant, apparently hanging a new sign.
A middle-aged man who looked like a contractor was directing the people above to align their positions.
The owner of the restaurant also stood aside, directing their work in an orderly manner.
Kitahara Koichi was also an old customer of this store. When the boss saw him appear, he hurriedly nodded and bowed to greet him.
"Are you alone today, Kitahara-kun? You may need to wait a while. They are still cleaning inside. It will probably take another ten minutes or so."
Kitahara Koichi shook his head and said, "No, Colonel Okita from the Investigation Department asked me to meet him at five o'clock."
"I just came a step early and didn't want him to wait."
"It's okay, you go ahead and do your work, I'll wait outside for a while."
The boss bowed slightly, said sorry, and quickly ordered his men to work faster.
Beiyuan Gongyi walked forward a few steps, stood on the street and looked back the way he came.
At this time, there were not many people on the road. A black car was parked across the street. The driver rolled down the front window, as if he was waiting for someone.
Right in front of me, a young figure wearing an ordinary coat and a gray beret on his head was slowly approaching on a bicycle.
Tap, tap. Not far away, the sound of wooden clogs was heard, and two women in kimonos walked out of a clothing store arm in arm.
Perhaps it was the adornments and looks of these two women that were really attractive.
The young man on the bicycle was unconsciously attracted by their figures and didn't even notice the pedestrians who suddenly appeared in front of them.
When he came to his senses and saw someone in front of him, he subconsciously turned the direction and the bicycle immediately fell towards the car on the side of the road.
Fortunately, the young man reacted quickly and the bicycle did not hit the car, but it did scare the driver who was waiting for someone.
The driver was not someone to be trifled with, and he started cursing as soon as he saw this scene.
The young man knew he was in the wrong and did not dare to retort. He packed up his things and prepared to ride away.
The car driver, however, refused to give in and kept muttering to himself.
The young man was so angry that he got on his bicycle, spat at the car driver, then rode away.
The car driver was immediately furious and started the car to chase after the car.
Just at this moment, a middle-aged man pushing a swill bucket was struggling to push a cart full of swill past them.
The car driver stepped on the accelerator, but when he saw the middle-aged man pushing the swill, he was so scared that he slammed on the brakes.
The middle-aged man seemed to be frightened by the scene before him. He loosened the swill cart in his hand unconsciously, and the huge swill cart rushed directly towards the Japanese-style restaurant.
"Splash." A foul smell rose to the sky, and the slop instantly poured all over the ground. This time, not only the restaurant owner, but also the contractor started cursing.
When Kitahara Gong saw this, he subconsciously covered his nose and stood aside.
The middle-aged man who was pushing the swill cart rushed up in a panic, held the swill bucket in place, and apologized to everyone repeatedly.
The swill was all oily and greasy, and now it was all over the floor, making it impossible to clean up. The middle-aged man put the remaining swill buckets on the car and tried hard to clean them up.
The owner of the Japanese-style restaurant was furious when he saw the state of his store entrance.
The contractor was even more irritable. He slapped the honest middle-aged man twice. The middle-aged man staggered and accidentally hit the scaffolding behind him.
The ground was slippery to begin with, and after being bumped by the middle-aged man, the scaffolding slid forward more than a meter.
The guys hanging the sign were in a panic, but in the end they failed to pull the rope.
The iron sign drew an arc in the air and smashed hard towards Kitahara Koichi who was standing behind.
If Bei Yuan Gong had stood in his original position, he would not have been able to hit the target. However, when the swill splashed everywhere, Bei Yuan Gong instinctively moved closer.
The advertising sign above his head seemed to have eyes and smashed down hard on Kitahara Koichi's head.
The signboard, including the iron frame and the light tubes, is 1.5 meters high, 90 centimeters wide, and more than five meters long. It weighs a total of 300 to 500 kilograms.
It takes four or five guys to put up the scaffolding. If it falls down all of a sudden, no normal person can withstand it unless they are superman.
What's more, it came down from top to bottom, hitting Beiyuan Gong on the head. Before he could even make a sound, he was completely smashed into a bloody mess.
A pool of blood formed on the ground and continued to spread along his body. The people around him were instantly terrified.
"Something happened, hurry up and call the police." The restaurant owner rushed over yelling and directed everyone to lift up the light box. However, the back of Kitahara Koichi's head was already dented.
There were a pile of broken glass all over his body, and the most terrifying thing was that an iron frame was piercing his chest from his back. It was obvious that he was deader than dead.
There was shouting and screaming on the streets, and the place was in chaos.
At this time, on the second floor of a residential building across the street, Okita Keiji and Chen Yang were standing in front of the window, watching the busy scene below, with a look of relief on their faces.
Chen Yang raised the red wine glass in his hand, clinked it with Okita Keiji and said, "Mr. Okita, are you satisfied with this accident?"