"Young Master...Young Master..."

In a daze, Wang Mo seemed to hear someone shouting something in his ear.

Slowly opening his eyes, Wang Mo saw a young man who felt familiar but very strange looking at him with joy, and kept saying: "Young Master, you finally woke up, it's great!"

Master? Are you calling me?

Wang Mo was a little confused. Isn’t he participating in a multinational special operations acting?

Just as he was thinking about this, a huge and disordered message rushed into Wang Mo's brain, and he snorted and fainted.

"Young Master...Young Master..." The young man shouted anxiously again.

After waking up again, Wang Mo probably understood his situation. If it weren't for the fact that the situation in his mind was as real as his memory, he would have been unable to believe that he had traveled through time and came to the turbulent late Qing Dynasty and early Republic of China, 1911, when the Xinhai Revolution had just broken out, and it was Sichuan, where there were many warlord factions and civil wars continued.

"Young Master, are you getting better?" The young man who has been taking care of Wang Mo is named Chen Shi, whose nickname is Shitou, and is the follower arranged by Wang Mo's father for him.

Wang Mo shook his head: "I'm fine, what's wrong with those bandits? Why are they still so noisy when they are so late today?"

"It seems that their boss stole a female foreign student who went up the mountain to be the wife of the village. These bastards (most of Sichuan people call bandits the bastards) should all be struck by lightning!" Chen Shitou said with a grudge.

This is an opportunity!

Wang Mo immediately felt moved. Since the bandits were having a big banquet outside, it would undoubtedly be a good opportunity to escape from the bandit's nest. His predecessor took Chen Shitou out for hunting a few days ago, so he was caught by Potianying up the mountain as a ticket, preparing to ask his father to blackmail some quick guns and bullets.

Wang Mo stood up and looked at the surrounding environment. A dirt cell made of some adobe stones leaning against the mountain. He knocked on the adobe stone wall with his hand, and he couldn't help frowning. It was quite solid and could not be destroyed without a handy tool.

"Young Master, what are you doing?" Chen Shitou looked at Wang Mo's strange behavior curiously.

Wang Mo replied casually: "I'm looking at whether there is a way to get out from here. Now most of the bandits are probably drunk. We will act when we are late." Then he raised his left hand habitually, wanting to check the watch to determine the time.

This look made Wang Mo stunned for a moment. His left hand was actually wearing a watch, a very sci-fi style, completely virtualized, as if it did not exist.

This...isn't this the industrial mother machine in the "Army of the Republic of China" strategy game?

The "Armature of the Republic of China" strategy game was made by Wang Mo, a comrade-in-arms who was proficient in computer technology, in his spare time. It was just a strategy game for self-entertainment, and the industrial mother machine is something similar to the Red Alert Base.

Wang Mo was extremely shocked. He really didn't understand how something in a game would appear in reality. Is this true? He subconsciously clicked the turn on button, and saw a blue light coming out of the watch, and then a flat dialog box popped up, and countless programs scrolled by quickly.

Various types of rifles, light and heavy machine guns, grenades, mortars, grenade launchers, mountain cannons, heavy artillery, aircraft, tanks, armored vehicles, gunboats, destroyers, submarines, aircraft carriers, etc. Finally, there is the ultimate weapon - nuclear bomb.

There are a wide range of weapons and equipment, and even various military equipment and production lines. Wang Mo was stunned and the excitement and excitement in his heart was uncontrollable. If he could have these weapons and equipment, let alone the Beiyang Army, even if the Eight-Nation Alliance invaded China again, he could easily sweep them clean as garbage.

Pressing the excitement in his heart, Wang Mo clicked on a Mauser 98K sniper rifle in the dialog box, and then a new small dialog box popped up: Whether to buy a Mauser 98K sniper rifle, yes/no.

Without hesitation, Wang Mo stared at the dialog box with anticipation.

However, the next moment, Wang Mo's full expectation was instantly wiped out, and the dialog box popped up: The balance is insufficient and it is impossible to buy it!

"FUCK!" Wang Mo couldn't help but shouted a Western curse, but he actually needed money to buy it. After checking carefully, he found that the purchase price of the Mauser 98K sniper rifle was 20 taels of silver, and his balance was 0.

However, it is worth comforting that as far as he knows, the market price of Mauser 98K in the late Qing Dynasty and early Republic of China was about 50 taels per piece, and the black market price and smuggled goods were even more expensive. Thinking of this, Wang Mo finally became excited again, and he could buy several production lines in the future. If he produced it himself, he believed that the cost would be lower.

In the turbulent era of late Qing Dynasty and early Republic of China, a rifle was the king of grass heads. Wang Mo believed that with this industrial mother machine in hand, he would definitely be able to pull up a strong army with weapons and equipment beyond the world's standards, protect the revival of China, and stand among the world's powers.

"Young Master, why did you do that just now?" Chen Shitou gestured with his hands and asked curiously.

It seems that except for himself, others cannot see the industrial mother machine. Wang Mo called it and said casually: "It's nothing, nothing."

As time passed by little by little, the noise of the bandits outside the cell gradually subsided. Wang Mo, who had been leaning against the wall, closed his eyes and rested for a long time, finally opened his eyes again and prepared to take action.

After clicking on the industrial mother machine on his left wrist, Wang Mo received a gift package for novice stored in the industrial mother machine. It was said that it was a gift package, but in fact it was only a military dagger with no characteristics.

The industrial mother machine emitted a burst of blue light, and countless particles projected in front of Wang Mo like rolling water droplets. A military dagger gradually turned from virtual to solid.

Wang Mo held the dagger, gently stroked the blade that was shining with cold light, and nodded with satisfaction.

He came to the door of the cell with a slight touch. Wang Mo noticed that the bandits in charge of guarding the cell were drunk at this time, and they all lay on the table and slept soundly.

With a "click", Wang Mo easily pried open the door of the cell with a dagger, and then used his left hand to signal Chen Shitou to follow him.

I have to say that the bandits' defense is extremely loose, and Wang Mo did not encounter a single post in several courtyards in a row.

Despite this, Wang Mo's escape was not smooth, the key was that he did not know the road. Shu was mountainous, and this bandit's nest was built on a mountain with complex terrain. Many rooms and courtyards were built with hollowed out mountains. The roads were dizzy. Some of the hills and hills were connected together with ropes. Unfamiliar outsiders didn't know which road was going.

"Young Master, these camps of Bangke are very secretive. Anyone who goes into the mountain has to blindfold them. It's not that they don't know how to go up the mountain or down the mountain." Chen Shitou was not optimistic that he, the young master who had never contacted Sichuan bandits, could find the way down the mountain.

Wang Mo also turned his head so dizzy. If he continued to move around like this, he would sooner or later startle the bandits. After all, there were still bandit posts on some important roads.

"Just, take an important hostage and let him take us down the mountain." Wang Mo thought for a moment and made a new decision. The hostages must be at least at the level of the leader and can deter bandits, so that even if there is an accident, they can ensure their own safety.

At this time, Wang Mo happened to see a bandit covering his stomach and hurriedly coming out of the room. It seemed that he wanted to go to the cottage. So he touched it quietly, covered the bandit's mouth with his left hand, and pressed the bandit's throat with a dagger with his right hand, and threatened in a low voice: "Don't make a sound, otherwise you will be killed!"

After forcibly dragging the bandits back to the dark corner, Wang Mo let go of his hand covering the bandits' mouth, but the military dagger with a cold light still pressed against the bandits' throat tightly.

The bandit was so scared that he trembled all over: "Big...Master, please spare me... please..."

"Don't worry, I don't want to kill anyone. As long as you do what I said, you'll be fine." Wang Mo smiled coldly, "Now, take me to the groom's house tonight, and I'll go to the bridal chamber."

There is no loyalty in this kind of bandit group. When his life is threatened, what Wang Mo said or did he do. After a while, under the leadership of the bandit, Wang Mo and Chen Shitou quickly touched a large yard. The door of the main room in the yard was covered with the words "Big Red Joy", which was obviously the new house.

A bandit leader forced his wife to marry the village but actually paid attention to this form. It seems that Potianying likes this female student who rushes up the mountain very much. However, this is just right. The more this happens, the more excited and unprepared the Potianying in the bridal chamber is, the more opportunity Wang Mo can take advantage of it.

A palm knife cut the bandit's neck, Wang Mo knocked him out and threw him into the corner.

"Don't come over... don't come over!" The girl's obvious crying scream came from the room.

"Haha... Madam, where are you running? Come, come here, let me love you well!" The rough voice was filled with excitement and pleasure. This was obviously the groom's bandit Potianying tonight.

Wang Mo quietly pried open the door with a military dagger. Through the crack of the open door, he saw that the bride had been knocked on the bed by the Potian Eagle, and her clothes were constantly torn open.

He sneaked into the room with a slight hand, perhaps because Potianying was too excited and focused, until Wang Mo got the thug gun hanging on the wall, he didn't notice it at all.

When Wang Mo walked to the bed and pressed the back of the Botianying who was excited to tear off the bride's clothes, Botianying immediately remained motionless as if he had been imposed on a fixed posture.

"Boss, brother, I'm here to make a fuss in the bridal chamber." Wang Mo pulled Potianying out of bed.

"Who are you and what do you want to do?" Po Tianying raised his hands, indicating that he would not act rashly, and at the same time, he was secretly thinking and speculating in his heart which enemy was coming to trouble him.

Wang Mo pulled Potianying's hands behind him, then picked up a red cloth strip and tied his hands up. Then he walked to Potianying and sneered coldly: "The boss asked me to go up the mountain the day before yesterday, why did you forget so quickly?"
Chapter completed!