C3635 (1/2)

There were no cowards that could eat a spy's food, and there were plenty of things they did with their heads on their belts. They were not afraid of death, but there was no meaning in being afraid of it!

Once the target's value was high enough, once the risk and the rewards became proportional, these people would really dare to attack!

Although they were afraid of the system, if they thought about it another way, what if it suited the Führer's intentions and there was a reward in the end?

Wasn't life a gamble!? Other people wouldn't have the chance to gamble this much!

”Do it!” If he were to take this gamble, losing would just be losing. If he won, he might even be awarded the title of nobility! ”It's done …”

In the bitter cold lands of the northwest, the power of the CIA had only just covered this area, yet they had made such a huge case in the Dunhuang!

There were a lot of ways to kill people, but the key point right now was to create an accident that the British could not pursue. They thought left and right, there was still the Private Xiao Liu and the rest who came up with the plan.

On a cold winter night, the soldiers who had gone through strict training in the Ryukyu secretly entered the upper reaches of the river. They cut open a hole in the ice at a place where no one could see them and dived into the ice-cold river.

Actually, the Mogao's cave was not as barren and dry as people imagined. Initially, this was also the main road of the ancient silk road, and Lou Lan had to pass through to reach the Central Plains.

As for the Buddha Cavern and the Buddhist temple, they were built right next to the trading road, because only in this way could they be used for preaching!

The road that the caravan had to travel must have water sources, and because of the scarcity of the population in the ancient times, the industry had not been developed yet, so the greenery on Dunhuang's side was still pretty good.

Half of the ten years of Cliff Spring River was in the state of having water all year round. At this time, he could no longer be considered a season river in the desert!

It seemed that the river had received a lot of ice and snow today, as well as a lot of rainfall. Therefore, the Mogao's cave could still dig ice and fetch water this winter.

Nearby the Mogao's cave's camp, dozens of large and small ice holes were gouged open in the ice. Every day, they would open them in the morning to retrieve water, and every night, the northwest wind would hang there.

The place where the frogman had dived was about a hundred meters away from the camp, and it was in a very hidden position. Once they were hidden from view by the reeds, the frogman had sneaked under the ice with the temporarily manufactured soil and lung.

The Chinese national policy was specifically aimed at the dark blue navy, so the investment in naval equipment was huge. At the beginning of 1871, the Chinese Navy Engineering Bureau had already successfully produced a diving oxygen cylinder!

There weren't any technical barriers to it. It was just a steel bottle with high-quality rubber parts. As long as you had the materials, it wouldn't be difficult to produce a batch for the Navy Frog Man to use.

At the moment, the Chinese people had already applied for a patent for many types of diving oxygen cylinders.

Of course, the Frog did not bring a bulky steel diving bottle, but a portable rubber lung … In any case, the distance he had to go into Stealth was only about a hundred meters, so it didn't take him too long.

The frogmen were also trained to control the amount of air they breathed underwater, and the portable rubber lungs stored enough air.

The pillow like black rubber bag was filled with air, adding the weight of the lead, it could be suspended in the middle of the water without causing the water ghost any burdens.

The pitch-black water relied entirely on the water ghost's memory to advance. The hundred meters was entirely reliant on the feeling of his own footsteps.

This was a glorious tradition left behind during the war at Guotou Village Sea. When the Guotou Village was attacked by the French Navy, if it wasn't for those few Ryukyu fishermen who used their own lives to bomb the enemy warships, the situation would have been completely different.