There are many photo studios on Zhongshan 7th Road.
Zhang Yong had been here before. But nothing was found.
No hidden Japanese were found. However, there were Japanese women wearing kimonos strutting through the streets.
They are all Japanese geishas. It seems to be very enjoyable here.
Not only the Japanese like to cheer, but many Chinese also like to cheer. I can't feel the tense atmosphere between China and Japan at all.
Japanese people who reveal their identity are not his cup of tea.
Then I didn’t come back.
Unexpectedly, the place where Wuchuan Xiong San confessed was actually here.
I don’t know who the owner of Madam Jin’s Photo Studio is. Also, Mr. Rukawa from the Snow Country is the pseudonym of Takezo Takezo? real name?
Mud, his name is not Rukawa Kaede. tarnish this name. I can do that.
Soon, the car arrived outside Mrs. Jin's photo studio.
Zhong Yang, Wu Liuqi and others took the lead in getting out of the car to warn. Seal the surrounding area.
Yang Zhi led people into the photo studio and walked around. come out.
"Captain, the boss is not here. There are only two little girls inside. They were hired to do odd jobs. No one else was found."
"I'll go in and take a look."
Zhang Yong nodded. Check out the pistol. Enter carefully.
There were indeed only two little girls in the photo studio. They all looked at them anxiously. His face turned pale. Very nervous.
"Where's your boss?"
"Go out, go out..."
"When are you coming back?"
"No, I don't know..."
"Mr. Rukawa from Snow Country has left some things with you. Do you know?"
"I know. In the storage room."
"oh?"
Zhang Yong's eyes lit up.
I thought my trip would be in vain. Unexpectedly, they actually knew.
good. It seems that I am lucky.
"Take us in."
"We don't have the key to the storage room..."
"Where's the key?"
"boss……"
"Well……"
Zhang Yong frowned.
Get ready to smash the lock. Who knows when the boss will come back?
At this moment, Wu Liuqi shouted from outside, "What are you doing? Stop!"
Then a female voice came, "I'm the boss..."
Zhang Yong turned around and went out.
Then I saw a familiar figure.
Well, actually, he didn’t really want to see the other person. Yan Ruzi.
Unexpectedly, she turned out to be the owner of the photo studio.
No wonder she was able to sneak into the Japanese consulate. I guess it's a cover-up.
She, a woman from the Little Sword Society, is actually stationed in Jinling?
At this time, Yan Ruzi also saw Zhang Yong. Frown. He didn't seem to want to see him either. "Is it you?"
"Let her come over." Zhang Yong waved his hand towards Wu Liuqi.
Wu Liuqi got out of the way.
Yan Ruzi frowned lightly and walked over slowly.
Zhang Yong looked at each other silently. Yan Ruzi also looked at him silently.
"What are you doing here?" She still frowned.
"I'm here to get something. Mr. Ruchuan from Snow Country has deposited it." Zhang Yong said calmly.
"Take it and leave. Don't hinder my business."
"clear."
Zhang Yong nodded.
cut. As if I really want to disturb you.
Last time you were in the Japanese consulate, you almost tricked me. I haven't settled the score with you yet.
I just have a soft heart. No beauty to be seen. Lustful.
If you are a man. I have long gone back with my revenge. Will I still be so polite to you?
Mudd, when will this damn problem be changed?
But I have to admit that this woman is beautiful, mature, and has a unique charm in her movements.
For him who has little control, it is a fatal temptation.
Fortunately, there were many people around, so he held back.
"Come in with me!"
"good!"
Yan Ruzi took Zhang Yong into the photo studio.
The storage room is just behind the photo studio. In a dark corner. There are debris piled outside.
She took out the key and opened the storage room. There are many boxes inside.
Large and small, different shapes. But it's neatly arranged.
"This is……"
"Storage something for a friend."
"Wuchuan Xiongsan is also your friend?"
"who?"
"Mr. Rukawa from Snow Country."
"yes."
"The kind that charges money?"
"What? One ocean a month, is that expensive?"
"Aren't your knives against all foreigners?"
"Japanese are not foreigners."
"Well……"
Zhang Yong was choked.
It seems, seems, probably, makes sense?
In the minds of some Chinese people, the Japanese do not belong to the foreign series.
Only those with blond hair and blue eyes are foreigners.
This brings about many problems.
It seems acceptable for foreigners to come in.
When the Eight-Nation Allied Forces invaded, many Chinese helped.
But not the Japanese.
The Japanese are not foreigners. Therefore, we will not accept the invasion.
Foreigners can invade. But you Japanese can’t do that. Some people's logical thinking is just so crude.
As for the Xiaodao Society, by extension, all foreigners should die. But the Japanese are not among them.
wipe……
so complicated. Still too lazy to think about it.
Find the box where Wuchuan Xiongsan kept it.
It's a tin box. Specially made. The iron sheet seems to be very thick. There was a bare iron wire tied around the outside. Disassemble the wire. Lift the box out.
The box has a combination lock. Still six figures. I guess it's not easy to dismantle violently.
Too sloppy. Wuchuan Xiongsan was not asked for the password.
Put the box away and try to combine the password. The result was useless. I tried many times but nothing worked.
Don’t give up. Keep trying. Anyway, there is plenty of time.
Yan Ruzi wanted to drive him away. But in the end there was silence.
ten minutes……
half an hour……
Finally, Zhang Yong gave up.
Can't guess the password. Random combinations are also wrong. Bad luck.
But it doesn’t matter, I’ll have time to deal with it slowly when I get back. Exhaustive method. Or torture Wuchuan Xiongsan. It can always be done. If it doesn't work, just smash it open with a sledgehammer.
"How about you go back and deal with it later?"
"also."
"If nothing happens in the future, you'd better not bother me."
"Miss, you won't be stationed in Jinling, right?"
"What am I doing to you?"
"If you are based in Aurous Hill, then maybe we will still deal with you."
"casual!"
Yan Ruzi frowned. Then throw away.
Zhang Yong picked up the iron box and turned around to go out. The box is heavy. Falling hands.
Could it be that there is an ocean inside?
Pity. If it were the ocean, the number would certainly not be much.
The maximum amount of ocean coins a person can lift is five thousand. If it were any more, it would definitely not be able to be lifted. Whatever. A few thousand dollars is not a trip in vain.
Carrying the suitcase and walking out of the photo studio. Suddenly a red dot appeared on the edge of the map in my mind.
Subconsciously raised his head. Seeing at the end of the line of sight, someone appears carrying a long cloth bag? There seems to be a long straight thing inside the cloth pocket?
Determine the movement rules of the red dot. It seems to be that guy.
Oops……
Zhang Yong suddenly realized that something was wrong.
Is this a trap?
Could it be that what the other party is carrying is a rifle?
Suddenly there was a thrill all over my body.
no! Caution is the boat. Stop that person and then talk.
"Wu Liuqi!"
"arrive!"
"Go and catch that man!"
"Which one?"
"The one with the cloth bag on his back."
"good!"
Wu Liuqi locked the target. Lead people to rush forward immediately.
However, the distance is too far. More than a hundred meters away. By the time they rushed over, the target had already slipped into the alley next to it.
However, the red dot shows that the target has not gone far. Seems to be wandering in place?
Study the layers carefully. Found the target going upstairs.
Oops!
Really a trap.
That guy was an ambush gunman.
He wanted to take the high ground. Then he fired condescendingly.
"There are enemies!"
"At nine o'clock!"
"The enemy has a spear!"
"Everyone, take shelter!"
Zhang Yong shouted repeatedly.
Hot blood surges throughout the body.
This was the first time he encountered such a scene.
very nervous.
Feeling sweaty all over.
There is an enemy ambush a hundred meters away.
The goal is yourself!
The other party has a gun in his hand. Or a spear.
Very girly. Was tricked by Wuchuan Xiong San. This guy wants to kill himself.
He hurriedly hid behind a stone wall.
The stone walls are made of granite. Very sturdy. Bullets shouldn't be able to penetrate.
The key is that from the angle of the red dot, the enemy should not be able to see him.
However, just when he felt safe, a second red dot appeared. We were walking in the five o'clock direction.
I immediately felt terrible.
Here comes another gunman.
Made. This is really a trap. Or a two-way ambush.
Hiding behind the stone wall, you can avoid the first gunman's attack. But just in time to expose himself to the second gunman.
The terrible thing is that from his angle, he can't see the second gunman.
Only the red dot can be seen moving. But the target could not be identified. Nor did he dare leave the stone wall.
What if there was a gunshot from behind...
"Snapped!"
Just then, a gunshot rang out.
Very sharp. It seems to be a Type 38 rifle?
Grass!
It's really a spear.
As soon as the gun went off, everyone immediately became nervous. Be on full alert.
The problem is, I can't see the enemy!
"Zhong Yang! There's another one over there! Behind you, to the left!"
"What?"
Zhong Yang was shocked.
There are actually two enemies? Is it still a pincer attack?
Mudd!
"Follow me!"
However, he was not afraid.
With so many people, why can't they kill you as a spy? So what if you have a gun?
The problem was, he couldn't tell the difference between a spy.
"boom!"
"boom!"
There was a gunshot from behind.
It was the sound of a Browning pistol.
It should be Wu Liuqi and others who opened fire. A scuffle ensued.
"boom!"
"boom!"
More gunfire rang out.
It should be siege on the target. Hope everything goes well.
"Qin Lishan!"
"arrive!"
"Do you know how to use a rifle?"
"Tong Luohan Club."
"who?"
"Tong Luohan."
Qin Lishan pointed to a dark and thin companion next to him.
He also came from the 21st Division. The marksmanship is quite good. But there were many people during the selection, and Zhang Yong didn't remember it.
"Tong Luohan, go get the spear!"
"yes!"
"King Lu and the others are also good at shooting."
"Everyone get your rifles!"
Zhang Yong then arranged for two people to get the rifles.
The rifle was in the truck. Nothing to carry around. Because there is rarely a chance to use it. I only brought two handfuls.
Who would have thought that a rifle would be used here!
"boom!"
"boom!"
The gunfire from behind was intense.
But no more rifle fire was heard. The target was probably suppressed.
In short-range firefights, rifles are definitely no match for pistols.
"boom……"
Suddenly, there was an explosion.
It seems like a grenade?
"boom!"
"boom!"
Then, there was another chaotic pistol.
After a while, the red dot disappeared.
Zhang Yong suddenly felt relieved. Huh? Killed? Are the Japanese invaders dead?
Mad, good thing. Got it done.
Wu Liuqi, a cruel guy, would rather fight with his life. Also very effective.
The target disappears. No more threats from the rear.
"go out!"
"The enemies behind have been killed!"
"follow me!"
Zhang Yong quickly sprinted forward.
The Japanese invaders coming from the five o'clock direction have already entered within 100 meters.
Zhang Yong hid behind a house and observed quietly.
Good guy, the other party is also holding a long gun. It was also covered with a long cloth pocket.
Very exaggerated.
Where did it come from? Why did it come so promptly? Was it arranged long ago?
What signal was triggered. And then launch a pincer attack?
Is Yan Ruzi suspicious?
At this time, Tong Luohan and King Lu came over with rifles.
All are brand new Mauser 98K rifles. It is imported from Germany. Mainly equipped with several main divisions such as 87 and 88. The Fuxing Society also got some of it.
"Tong Luohan!"
"arrive!"
"Did you see that guy? The one with the cloth bag."
"I saw it."
"Kill him."
"now?"
"Yes. If you can, do it. Now!"
"good!"
Tong Luohan knelt down on one knee and took aim.
Bang!
One shot passed.
The target suddenly shook and fell down.
After a few seconds, the red dot disappears.
Zhang Yong breathed a sigh of relief again.
Killed.
He immediately took out 5 dollars and stuffed it directly into Tong Luohan's hand.
This is the reward.
Give it on the spot.
"superior!"
Zhong Yang immediately led people to rush forward.
Sure enough, people had been beaten to death.
When the cloth bag was opened, there was indeed a rifle inside. But it's not an ordinary Type 38 rifle.
"It's a Type 44 rifle."
"Specialized gun for Japanese cavalry."
Yang Zhi quickly recognized it. This gun is relatively short. Easy to carry.
Speaking of the history of the Type 44 rifle, it actually goes back more than 20 years. However, it is a cavalry gun. Small number. Relatively rare.
At this time, Wu Liuqi also came back with his people. His face looked a little ugly.
"How's it going?"
"We sacrificed a brother. Mad. Dogri's marksmanship is so accurate."
"ah……"
Zhang Yong's face darkened.
Dog day. It's really awesome.
However, he must accept the result.
The Japanese invaders had guns in their hands and were well-trained. It was inevitable that they would make sacrifices.
"Where are the people?"
"here."
Zhang Yong walked over.
The one who died was a veteran. It seems like the surname is Wang?
right. His surname is Wang. He was selected during the selection process. Excellent jumping ability.
pity……
The bullet was fired from the chest.
Very accurate.
One shot kills.
well……
Damn spy. Damn Nan mechanism. They are all masters.
China and Japan have not officially started war yet. The sacrifice begins. Two years later, the war of resistance broke out in full force, and more people from the military would die. By then, such bad news will continue to flow.
what to do?
Just adapt. Just accept it.
The battle with the Japanese invaders is always the most cruel. Sacrifices can occur at any time.
but!
Are you scared? Don't be afraid!
For the sake of sacrifice and great ambition, I dare to teach the sun and the moon to change the sky!
(End of chapter)
