The road full of craters was like a pockmarked face. The houses on the whole street were reduced to ruins, and smoke was floating over the city. The wreckage of destroyed buses and cars was scattered on the street. In the huge craters, the broken water pipes and sewage pipes gushed out clean water and dirt, which gathered in the craters, turning the streets into a dirty place like a cesspool.
The shrill air raid sirens have stopped.
George walked on the street in a daze, looking at the doomsday scene in front of him. He hoped that all the scenery in front of him was a dream.
But it was all real.
The last moment, he was carrying a bag of goods, ready to deliver it to his roommate who was setting up a stall. As usual, she set up a stall on the street after get off work, and he would occasionally go over to help.
But in the blink of an eye, he was in a strange street.
The red double-decker bus, the red telephone booth, the police wearing a black helmet and blowing a whistle, looked like the old London that ran out of an old movie.
After all, in 21st century London, it is impossible to hear air raid sirens, see passers-by running wildly, and of course, see propeller fighters whizzing through the sky.
Although he was a little confused, in order to survive, Li Yian followed the fleeing crowd and ran into a nearby subway station.
Then there was a deafening explosion. Feeling the shock of the explosion, the whole person was in a state of confusion for a long time.
After an unknown period of time, the air raid ended. After the crowded crowd left the subway station, Li Yian walked on the streets of London like a headless fly, and he didn't know how many streets he had walked.
Finally, George, who was tired of walking, sat on a bench by the roadside to take a breath.
Let's face reality!
As soon as he lowered his head, he saw half a piece of old newspaper floating in the puddle at his feet, with the words "From one victory to another! The German army in North Africa surrendered to the Allies!" printed on the headline.
The German army in North Africa surrendered?
Looking at the time on the newspaper again, it was May 13, 43.
I have traveled through time!
After traveling through time, he had to face an unavoidable reality - penniless and without a place to live.
Wandering around the streets of London like this is not a long-term solution.
What to do next?
It's really a bit troublesome.
As a man who has read a lot of novels, he certainly knows that traveling through time in the flesh is the most tragic of all ways of traveling through time, no doubt about it.
Traveling through time in the flesh means that he has no legal identity in this world, and it is even more impossible to have a plot where my father is a rich man and I just ruin the family.
Now that the chance to recognize his father is gone, the possibility of being hanged is getting bigger and bigger.
During the war, unidentified foreigners wandered the streets... Add these three together, and they are definitely spies!
If you don't go to the gallows, who will?
I don't know how long I have been walking, and the thirsty and hungry Li Yian is getting more and more unsure.
Fortunately, the city of London, which has just been bombed, is full of running fire trucks and ambulances. No one cares about him, and even the police are too lazy to pay attention to him.
After all, the Asians who can still "wander" on the streets of London at this time are definitely not Japanese. Japanese living in the UK were all imprisoned a few years ago, and they felt the gay love of Great Britain.
What to do?
Alas, let's take it one step at a time. After graduating from university, Li Yian, who worked hard with his classmates in first-tier cities, has long learned to make do with whatever happens.
In fact, there is no point in worrying about this. In the chaotic years, I traveled through here rashly and was not arrested as a spy. It was all God's blessing.
But it seems that it is not far away.
At this time, the sky has darkened. After dark, the police who have no time to deal with themselves will have time to deal with themselves.
George sighed helplessly as he took out a cigarette from his bag.
Let's smoke a cigarette first and calm down.
At this time, an Englishman came towards him. When Li Yian took out a cigarette, he saw the camel on the cigarette box, and his eyes lit up instantly.
Before George lit up his cigarette, he walked forward and asked flatteringly:
"Sir, are you smoking Camel cigarettes?"
You can tell by smell?
George was smoking the American version of Camel cigarettes, the kind without filters. According to the tomboy, this cigarette is strong and one cigarette can last for two hours.
Someone actually called out the name of the cigarette directly. Even a dog's nose may not be so sharp.
George Ann nodded, and the British man's face showed joy when he saw this. He said happily.
"Really Camel cigarettes? Haha, I knew it as soon as I smelled it, haha..."
In fact, he had seen the camel on the cigarette box before. Staring at the cigarette in George's hand, the man asked tentatively.
"Sir, do you still have Camel cigarettes?"
"What?"
The man said directly.
"If you have any left, I can give you one penny for each cigarette! What do you think, sir?"
"One penny?"
Although the British man's behavior was puzzling, for George, who was penniless, hungry and thirsty, this was definitely a good thing.
"One penny..."
After a moment of hesitation, George flicked open the lid of the lighter, looking at the desire in the British man's eyes.
The moment the lighter lid was opened, a "ding" sound was heard, and the crisp sound made the British man's eyes stare straight.
This sound must be a zippo lighter.
Camel cigarettes and zippo lighters, these are all authentic American products!
You can't buy that kind even if you spend money!
"Sir, if you sell me this zippo lighter, no matter how many cigarettes you have left, I can give you 4 pounds and 6 pence, what do you think?"
The man gritted his teeth and offered a high price.
Camel cigarettes and zippo lighters, in your hands, are a symbol of status.
With these two things, I will be the most handsome guy in the village!
"Hmm..."
Looking at the desire written on the British man's face, George thought for a while and said.
"There are 17 cigarettes left in my cigarette box... So I'll keep five cigarettes and sell the rest to you for 5 pounds. What do you think?"
You have to leave some food for yourself.
Everyone knows. This is the last stubbornness of being a smoker.
Hearing this, the British man was immediately overjoyed.
"Of course."
It must be said that when men encounter things they like, they are just like women - they have no resistance at all.
Twelve cigarettes and a zippo lighter.
Sold for 5 pounds!
Taking a few banknotes from the man's hand, looking at the banknotes in his hand that are almost half the size of an A4 paper, George couldn't help but feel a little excited.
Finally, I have money!
I finally didn't lose the face of a time traveler. I made my first pot of gold on the day of the time travel.