The Bourne Counterattack

Chapter 1 Sister
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  In 1937, it was the thirteenth day of the seventh lunar month.

Zhabei.

The weather is extremely hot and muggy. The cicadas on the trees are chirping endlessly, and the air they breathe is filled with heat. People are looking forward to an autumn rain to cool down the scorching sky.

woohoo...

Cheng Mo sat up suddenly, took a breath, and then took a big breath of air. He was suffocated. He had just dreamed of falling into the water when he was a child. The suffocating fear still persisted many years later. exist.

My neck was sweating, and my whole body was soaked. The vest was attached to my skin, which was very uncomfortable. What was going on? I didn't sleep with the air conditioner on. Was there a power outage?

But when he noticed the environment he was in, he was a little stupid. This was obviously not his room. Although his house was old, it wasn't as crude as what he saw now, right?

What's going on? An old-fashioned desk, a creaking pine single bed, an elm desk with peeling paint, a Republican-style table lamp, and a washbasin stand at the entrance. The yellowed towel...

There are also many postcards posted on the wall, and there is also a painting of a singer in an opera costume. It turns out to be that of Master Mei Lanfang, but the color has faded a lot.

How is this going?

The hand-torn calendar hanging at the door clearly says "Twenty-Sixth Year of the Republic of China".

It's over, it's over...

This is not a game.

Because all of this is real, he can hear it and touch it.

This is not a movie, because the face in the mirror is young and angular. It is not at all the decadent middle-aged greasy face in the memory.

Cheng Mo's heart suddenly went cold.

Ouch!

Cheng Mo held his head in his hands and screamed, then fell to the floor with a "gudong" sound.

A heartbreaking pain came from the back of my mind, as if something exploded in my head.

Countless fragments and information poured into his memory, and began to be forcibly merged with his original memory. This process probably lasted for almost a quarter of an hour, and it was only after he could endure the pain that he got up from the ground again.

When he knew who he was now, his mentality suddenly collapsed!
  When I woke up, I actually went back to the eve of the Battle of Songhu more than 80 years ago.

And it was still in Zhabei where the fighting was the most brutal!

The identity of his body is that he is a clerk of a bank (Four Banks United Savings Office), little Karami, in troubled times, without any power or support!
  How the hell do you live like this?
  What made him most desperate was that in the entire Zhabei area, those who could afford it began to drag their families and families to move to the concessions. The remaining people who had no choice or were unable to leave, these people were likely to become victims of artillery fire in the end.

He was assigned as a stay-at-home officer.

Why was he arranged to stay? It wasn't because he had just arrived, didn't know how to curry favor with his boss, and had no backing.

Looking at the hand-torn calendar on the wall, today is the 8th, the beginning of autumn, it’s still Monday, and it’s time to go to work again.

He was just thinking about packing up his things and running away. If he stayed here, he could only wait for death. Once a war broke out, bullets didn't have eyes, and he didn't have magical powers to protect his body.

I have been summoning for a long time, but there is no system or golden finger at all.

Just when Cheng Mo was hesitant and confused.

At this time, a rapid knock on the door sounded.

Cheng Mo looked up suddenly, sweat dripping from his forehead. Who else was looking for him at this time? For a moment, he was so scared that he didn't dare to speak, but he became anxious when he heard the knock on the door outside.

An anxious female voice outside the door said: "Xiao Mo, are you there? Open the door!"

Cheng Mo's guard suddenly relaxed, and he quickly pretended to sound like he hadn't woken up: "Who is it? It's so early in the morning..."

A curse came from outside the door: "You brat, what time is it, why don't you get up?"

A person with the same voice characteristics immediately appeared in Cheng Mo's memory: "Sister", no, not his sister, it should be the sister with this body.

He quickly walked over and opened the door from the inside. He saw a young woman of about thirty years old standing at the door. She was wrapped in a silk cheongsam with a graceful body, a pair of cowhide sandals, and a handbag in her slender hand. The workmanship was impressive at first glance. It was very exquisite. Cheng Mo saw the familiar trademark on the handbag.

"Sister, why are you here?" Cheng Mo rubbed his eyes and asked half-opening them. "If I didn't come, how would I know that you were being plotted and left behind?" Cheng Hua asked angrily as soon as he entered the door.

Cheng Mo didn't know what to say. He couldn't be considered her brother at this time.

"You, I have been stubborn since I was a child, and I don't listen to anyone. It's better now. People will die in war. I am only a younger brother like you. If you have a problem, what will I do to my sister?" Cheng Hua walked in the door. Just started to criticize.

"Sister, the matter has come to an end. It's too late to talk about this now..." For a while, I still couldn't figure out the relationship and the way of getting along between the siblings, so I didn't dare to say more.

"Hey, I'm so angry with you too. I know that you came back after studying and wanted to serve the country. Since you insist on doing this, I can't persuade you, so I can only let you go." Cheng Hua sighed.

What? No more persuasion!

Cheng Mo raised his head in surprise. This matter has just passed. Sister, why don't you persuade me a little longer? If you persuade me again, maybe I will agree?

Searching his memory, he already knew the identity of his sister. She was actually the third concubine of Yang Hu, the garrison commander stationed in Shanghai. She was a big shot who was a close friend of Chiang Kai-shek. Wanting to get her to the safe zone of the concession was not a matter of words. .

Wait, sister Cheng Hua...

Cheng Mo's mind was like a bolt from the blue. Could this charming and enchanting sister in front of him be the legendary "Chinese girl"?

As a veteran writer who has been in the Internet literary world for more than 20 years, this name is very popular.

It was impossible that such an awesome woman was actually my own sister. I knew "Huamei" well. She was indeed a brother named "Cheng Mo", but he had died young.

What on earth happened? Did I go to the wrong set and get the wrong script?
  No, the thief God probably wouldn't play with him like this, and he still gave himself a hidden backer and capital.

But there seems to be no good outcome for following Boss Dai. He should find an organization, yes, find an organization...

Cheng Mo's mind was filled with thoughts and he didn't hear what Cheng Hua was saying at all.

"Why are you dazed? Sister is talking to you. Look at your stinky sweat. I asked you to buy a fan, but you just refused..."

"Sister, the power supply has been cut off for a long time."

"I forgot about this. Even if you have an electric fan now, you can't use it." Cheng Hua nodded, "I have prepared what you told me last time. I left it in the car at the door downstairs. Here you go.”

"Sister..." Cheng Mo's nose felt sour. It's great to have a sister.

"This is five hundred legal coins. Take it. This is all I can give you. Protect yourself. I don't want to burn paper on your grave during the Qingming Festival next year." Cheng Hua took out a wad of bills from his wallet. Putting it in Cheng Mo's hand, his eyes turned red and he almost burst into tears.

Cheng Mo didn't refuse. At the moment, he had nothing, so how could he be so pedantic as to refuse the only help he could get?

How can he survive without money?
  Cheng Mo sent her down and watched her sister Cheng Hua get into a black "Dodge" car and quickly disappear at the end of the alley.

There was a three-wheeled motorcycle standing at the door. Cheng Mo looked at the model and found that it was a very rare British Norton BIG FOUR633 three-wheeled motorcycle.

In this world, if you ride a motorcycle like this on the street, you are the most beautiful kid!
  Under the seat of the sidecar, Cheng Mo found a leather suitcase. It was not big. It should be something Cheng Hua had prepared for him.

It seemed like he had requested it himself.

I carried it upstairs, closed the door, opened it, and took a breath.

A Browning M1911 pistol, caliber ., which is a classic gun. As a fan of the puppet army, he really wanted to collect such a gun, but the law did not allow it.

There is no man who doesn’t love guns.

There were not many bullets, one hundred and twenty rounds, and then there was a map, which detailed the locations of various fortifications and air-raid shelters built in the area north of the Suzhou River. The value of this map was simply priceless at the moment.

Then there is an identity document, which is naturally forged, but if the sister is really that "Chinese girl", this fake identity may also be real.

Finally, there was a set of clothes, including shoes. Judging from the style, they were Japanese youth student clothes. I reached out and touched it, and actually took out a student ID card from my jacket pocket...

Sister, you are really attentive.

Now he is basically sure that his sister Cheng Hua is the "Chinese girl" who is known as the most beautiful woman in the military.

These things are not something ordinary people can purchase.

　Xiaofeng returns to the spy game, and Lao Shu slowly ends. There is no way, Lao Shu has been unable to get up, so he can only bear the pain and end it. He returns to the old track and starts over. The world is big and the food is the biggest!
  　　
  　
  (End of this chapter)