"I can't stay here anymore, I have to leave immediately..." Molière said while searching for underground fortifications.

"Why?" The three subordinates shouted aggrievedly. They finally found such a safe hiding place. They finally saw the hope of living, but they actually wanted to give up.

"Are you stupid? This is the most dangerous place now, and staying here is a dead end!" Molière took out a bag from the corner, filled with food, medicine and even some grenades.

He tried hard to scratch the valuable things into the bag and said, "Remember, since there is a telegraph machine here, it proves that there is a telegraph wire underground. Since there is a telegraph wire, it proves that this is a link to the entire telegraph network..."

"The Chinese must have a fixed communication schedule. What if the telegram rings? What if we do if the battlefield intelligence is transmitted here? What should we do? Once there is an abnormality, Wang Huaiyuan's CIA will definitely find it!"

"Stay? Are you staying for death? Now our mission has changed. Whether the Russians on the mountain die has nothing to do with us. Now our only mission is to take away this codebook, and even if we go back to swim, we have to leave this island..."

"Swimming?" The three men were completely dumbfounded. Mori sighed and said, "That's just an example. There must be many small boats hidden around this island. After all, this is an island that lives by the sea. As long as we have a small boat, we can survive!"

"With this codebook, we France can crack the secrets of countless Chinese people, and the Chinese will become transparent in front of us! This credit is even greater than annihilation of the enemy. If we escape with this credit, you can imagine how His Majesty will reward us?"

"Stay here? Wait for the Chinese to kill?"

"Isn't there a telegraph here? We can send a newspaper to Beijing or Shanghai! First send this top-secret information, and then we flee to the mountain to join the Tsarist Russian army. In this way, we will be safe and will not lose the information..."

"Raymond!" Molière roared, "You have to remember that I am your commander, you have to remember who is the boss here! If you think I don't know this common sense knowledge, I can do this, then you can die! Damn idiot!"

Molière's face was beating hideously in the light, and he almost took out a gun and killed the subordinate who dared to question him. For a moment, the air temperature in the underground fortifications dropped several degrees.

Raymond dared not speak anymore, Molière also felt that his tone was a bit too much. He took a few deep breaths and explained, "I'm sorry, I'm so excited! But you have to know that such a proposal is unrealistic!"

"First of all, Amami Oshima must be implementing communication control at this moment. The power of switching submarine cables is in Xiao Letian's hands. In order to ensure the top secret of the war, he will definitely cut off the connection between the island and the outside world..."

"It's not just Amami Island. In fact, the external connection between the main island of Ryukyu should be cut off. Not to mention anything else, Xiao Letian must take advantage of the time difference in the victory of this war to make a big profit in the Jiangnan money ticket market. This bastard is so good at making a fortune!"

"So it's not the issue of not sending telegrams, but it's impossible to send them out at all. Now the telegram network on this island is closed, and only internal telegram machines can communicate with each other. Do you want to contact the outside world? Then wait until the war is calmed down!"

Molière's words sounded very reasonable, but everyone was a little confused. The three of them thought that even though they said that, it would be okay to send a telegram to try it? Why don't you even want to try it?

But no one dared to question Molière. Their old superior would become perverted every time he experienced failure. In the end, even his proud face was destroyed, and his whole body became even more perverted.

All the valuable things in the bunker were gathered together, including food, weapons, medical supplies, and all kinds of paper with words. In the end, the three of them took advantage of the chaotic war outside and secretly pushed away the stones and crawled out again.

It was already past 11 o'clock in the evening, and the war had already undergone a drastic change. The Chinese army has changed its previous decline and is now organizing wave after wave of counterattack corps.

The Russians sent one hundred people to rush down, and the Marines would send two hundred people to fight back. The enemy would charge back from three aspects, and the new army would fight back from six breakthroughs.

In short, how crazy Tsarist Russia is, we will be twice as crazy as it is! In this head-on bloody battle, the Chinese army finally stabilized its position, and the artillery positions and the material reserves in the rear were finally safe.

Not only that, the attacking fire line also began to move towards the top of the mountain, and the chaos that had just been passively beaten finally passed.

Fortunately, the Chinese pushed the firefighting position under the nose of the Tsarist Russian army, which made Molière and others' hiding place suddenly change from the front line to the rear of the Chinese.

The four of them looked back at the top of the mountain and found that the war was fierce. They turned around and looked at the foot of the mountain. There were many defensive loopholes in the front line.

"God bless you, this is this good opportunity, go away!" Molière ordered the four of them to climb quickly on the ground like crickets. In a short while, they broke through the Chinese defense line and disappeared into the dark mountains.

Forests, shrubs, rocks, cliffs, streams... The four Frenchmen didn't know how many falls, and even how many skins they had been wiped out. They were as anxious as dogs, and they stumbled to the west.

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??The terrain of Mida Island is complex and has a large area. The four lucky guys did not see the white waves reflecting starlight by the sea until four o'clock in the morning.

"Praise you and my God!" Raymond burst into tears and knelt on the beach and let his knees soak in the sea. Finally, he saw the flat ground, and the path of suffering escape was finally half successful.

"Now is not the time to rest. Search for this beach immediately. God will bless us to find the boat!" Molière grabbed Raymond and took them to sweep the beach.

At this moment, the people of Amami Oshima have almost evacuated. This economic island that has been deeply developed under Xiao Letian has many villages and many farmlands, as well as various small workshops. This war cannot destroy everything.

Looking for villages one by one, exploring one by one room, finally an unexpected discovery was made on the edge of the abandoned beach of a fishing village where seafood was dried.

"Sir, come and see! There is a small boat here! It seems to be useful!"
Chapter completed!