Night falls.
There was dead silence.
There seemed to be no sound around the battlefield.
No insects chirping.
No birds chirped.
In fact, it is an illusion. Caused by being too nervous.
When all your attention is focused on the enemy, you will naturally ignore everything else.
At this moment, Zhang Yong and the Japanese invaders were only less than a hundred meters apart.
That's right, less than a hundred meters.
Very close.
However, he still didn't see the Japanese invaders.
Yu Le woke up behind Zhang Yong and did not see the Japanese invaders. The Japanese aggressors were really good at hiding themselves.
The darkness also seriously affected the vision of both parties.
suddenly……
Another red dot cuts into the edge of the map.
Zhang Yong's mind moved. Another one?
Are the Japanese invaders trying to outflank us?
Attack from both sides?
But it doesn't look like it.
The red dot coming from behind is almost in a straight line.
In other words, almost all of them are on the road. Never leaving the road. Obviously, this is a newbie.
Only newbies, when approaching an enemy, will follow the path.
If he were on a fierce battlefield, he would simply die if he walked like this. Or killed by a landmine. Or he would be killed by a sniper who had already ambushed him.
No one will take the road.
All roads are traps. It will only lead to death.
Strange, here comes a veteran, and here comes a rookie?
How did the Japanese invaders arrange it?
The rookie advanced to about 200 meters and stood still.
Several minutes passed without him moving. Maybe they found a good lurking location. So I didn’t want to move.
"Sisi..."
"Sisi..."
There was a very slight scraping sound in the darkness.
Someone is crawling slowly.
At the same time, the map shows that the red dot is approaching.
The opportunity has come.
Zhang Yong quietly took out an American-made MK2 grenade, quietly pulled out the latch, and then held the handle tightly.
This grenade has a special feature. Just hold the handle tightly so it won't explode. But if you let go, it will explode. There is about five seconds between release of the handle and explosion.
He wanted to plot against the Japanese invader.
He is waiting for the opponent to actively enter the throwing range.
80 meters…
50 meters……
The Japanese invaders gradually came over.
very light. very light. There is almost no sound.
If it weren't for the map, I would have thought there were snakes or rats crawling around.
Will there be snakes in this weather now? uncertain.
Zhang Yong began to slow down his breathing.
Don't dare to move.
Not moving at all.
Afraid of making any noise.
Even breathing must be done carefully. Otherwise, it will be heard.
40 meters…
30 meters…
Finally, the red dot got closer.
Zhang Yong quietly let go. Then wait.
One good thing about this grenade is that it makes no sound when you let go.
It's not like a wooden-handled grenade, which emits fire and white smoke. The enemy will find out immediately.
Two seconds...
Three seconds...
Zhang Yong decisively threw the grenade.
At this time, the Japanese invaders were about 25 meters away. A bit far. Maybe you can't throw it.
If it is a wooden handle grenade, it is very easy to throw it thirty meters. However, grenades won't work. Especially when throwing grenades from a prone position, the distance is usually more than ten meters.
"call!"
Grenades rolled in the air.
The Japanese invaders immediately realized the danger. Run backwards quickly.
Zhang Yong then knew that the other party was wrong.
wrong selection.
The other party shouldn't run.
real.
If you run away, you will be exposed.
Then, the shrapnel from the grenade explosion may stab him.
The most important thing is that the fire of the grenade explosion will expose the opponent. And there are a lot of Ying Qiqi around.
As long as someone hits...
"boom!"
Sure enough, the grenade exploded.
Fire breaks out.
In the firelight, Zhang Yong indeed saw the enemy.
Yes, they are indeed Japanese invaders.
He was exposed.
The firelight revealed his figure.
He's finished...
"Snapped!"
"Snapped!"
Sure enough, Ying Qiqi opened fire.
The gunmen lurking around are waiting for this golden opportunity.
The target is illuminated by firelight.
This is absolute death.
Zhang Yong saw the target quickly falling down in the firelight.
Unfortunately, it was too late.
A bullet has accurately hit him. There are vague traces of bullets.
What a low-level mistake...
Are they really from the Miyamoto family?
After a while, the red dot disappeared.
died.
The second red dot seemed frightened. Escape quickly towards the way you came. Wherever you come from, run away. In the dark, others can't see him.
Soon, this newly arrived red dot disappeared from the edge of the map.
"Stop shooting!"
"Stop shooting!"
Zhang Yong shouted with relief.
The gunfire stopped immediately. Yu Lexing rushed out and tried to capture the Japanese invaders alive.
He didn't know yet that the Japanese invaders were dead.
If you can capture him alive, you might be able to get some useful information.
Unfortunately, when he came to the Japanese invader with a rifle, he found that the Japanese invader had already died. Hopeless.
Give it a cursory check. He was shot at least five times.
At least three shots hit vital points. Even Daluo Jinxian can't save him.
well……
No one was caught alive.
"Probably not from the Miyamoto family." Zhang Yong shook his head.
"Yes! A very low-level mistake!" Yu Lexing also gradually came to his senses. This Japanese invader seems to have insufficient combat experience.
His skills are absolutely fine.
The stealth skill is very good. The crawling skills are also very good.
I guess his marksmanship is also very good.
However, he was not calm enough when he was attacked. Didn't make the most rational and reasonable response.
He should stay on his stomach.
Even if it was shocked by a grenade. He also had to lie down.
If you lie down, you are less likely to be hit by shrapnel. At the same time, it won't be exposed so completely.
However, he chose human instinct. Just run.
On the battlefield, of course this is fine.
With so many people on the battlefield, the enemy may not notice you.
However, here, there are at least ten guns staring at you. You run? stand up?
Isn't that asking for death?
Therefore, Zhang Yong seriously doubted that the other party was not from the Miyamoto family.
"Type 44 rifle."
"No muskets."
Yu Lexing picked up the weapons of the Japanese invaders.
It is basically certain that he is not from the Miyamoto family. It should be another master.
Chen Gongshu was shot with a short gun. It shows that the murderer was carrying a short gun with him. However, the Japanese invader in front of him did not have a short rifle. Only one rifle.
There aren't many bullets either. Only ten rounds. Five rounds in the chamber. Five rounds on the body.
Bring less? of course not.
It just shows that this guy is a master. Not using too many bullets.
For him, killing ten targets was enough. After ten rounds of bullets are fired, he will retreat quickly and will never stay.
This is also a forced constraint. Without bullets, you can't retreat even if you want to.
No bullets. No choice.
"Take it away!"
Zhang Yong waved his hand.
He was still unhappy that no one from the Miyamoto family had been caught.
depressed……
Suddenly I found that the portable space is very strange.
More than a hundred rounds of British 77 bullets have been fired before. But now it seems to be happening again.
Don't think it's strange either. System. It can do whatever it wants.
A rough count showed it was more than a hundred rounds.
Not much use.
never mind. Leave it alone for now. It's just a temporary emergency.
More than a hundred bullets, in the hands of a powerful person, can kill and wound dozens of enemies.
It's better than turning those Ying Qiqi into real fire sticks.
Close the team.
Prepare to return to No. 49 Shihu Street.
Take away the weapons and corpses of the Japanese killers. Go back and study it slowly.
Maybe we can also knock the Japanese invaders a little and collect the corpse fee...
To the street corner. boarding.
The convoy drove southwest in the dark.
At this moment, it was already late at night. There are no street lights. Just headlights.
Suddenly, another red dot quickly entered the edge of the map from the side street, from the north to the south. It was very fast and seemed to be driving.
oh?
Japanese invaders? Driving in the middle of the night?
Zhang Yong was in a irritable mood and happened to catch a Japanese invader to relieve his boredom.
"accelerate!"
"good!"
"Stop at the intersection ahead!"
"good!"
The driver stepped on the accelerator.
Soon, the car stopped at the intersection. Sideways.
Zhang Yong got off the car. Take out your gun.
The map shows that only one red dot has moved. nobody else.
In the middle of the night, a Japanese was running in such a hurry. Could it be that he had something important to do? hehe. If you let him go, you might lose a lot of money!
"team leader……"
"Everything is ready!"
"yes!"
Everyone quietly ambush around.
The red dot soon approached the street corner. Saw the sideways car. Had to park.
He didn't dare to hit it. Otherwise, the car will be destroyed and people will be killed.
What's more, he has something very important on his car. It's very troublesome if it's damaged.
As a result, as soon as the car stopped, Zhong Yang and others swarmed up and grabbed the other person.
The Japanese invader tried to be safe, but was knocked unconscious with a punch.
Zhang Yong ignored the Japanese invaders and came up to search the car. Hoping to find a little solace.
What is a placebo?
It’s just banknotes, gold bars, oceans, etc…
It turned out not to be.
The car was empty, there was nothing.
Finally, a map was found in the pocket of the Japanese invader's clothes. very thick. Very big.
Zhang Yong opened the map in confusion. I found that there was no specific map name marked on it. But looking at the marks on the map, they seem to be related to military deployment and fortifications?
frown.
Is this the defense deployment map of Tianjin Guard?
Was it stolen by the Japanese invaders?
Did the Japanese invaders run so fast because they wanted to send the map back to the Japanese Concession?
possible……
The Japanese invaders were about to wake up.
After the Japanese invaders woke up, they looked at Zhang Yong and others with horrified expressions.
He didn't know who the other party was.
The specific identity cannot be determined.
"My name is Chen Hu." Zhang Yong said pleasantly, "I'm offended. Brother, where are you going in such a hurry?"
"I'm going home. Someone in my family is sick." The Japanese invader quickly calmed down.
"Oh, someone's sick? Who's sick?"
"My mother. My mother is sick..."
"What's your mother's name? How old is she?"
"My mother's name is Yu Xiulian. She is sixty-three years old today. She is frail and sick..."
"Oh. Then why don't you bring any money with you?"
"I, I, it's too late. I'll go back and get it. Go back and get it again."
"Oh, what's going on with this map?"
"Oh, I drew it for fun. It's of no use. Just give it back to me."
"This seems to be Tianjin Guard's city defense plan! You think it's useless? Do you think I'm a three-year-old child? Think about it carefully. Think carefully before answering."
"Who are you?"
The Japanese invader's face immediately darkened. Not so scared.
He is really not afraid. There are so many Japanese troops in Tianjin Wei. As long as you are Chinese, you will not dare not give them face.
"I told you. My name is Chen Hu. I just came from the Northeast."
"what you up to?"
"Brother, I came to this treasure land for the first time. I was short of money and wanted to find someone to beg for help. But you didn't have a dime with you. There was only such a map. It really put me in a difficult position."
"Let me go. I'll give you money."
"You bring me the money. I'll let you go."
"How do I get the money now? Of course I have to go back and get the money."
"You first ask someone to send money..."
"idiot!"
The Japanese invaders cursed loudly.
Zhang Yong waved his hand. Qin Haitao and others came up.
Without saying anything, he used a hammer to knock out all the teeth in the Japanese invaders' mouths. Not a single one is left.
Tell you to speak nicely. So fierce.
I am in a bad mood. I won’t kill you. Pull out your tooth first!
"Woooooooo..."
"Woooooooo..."
The Japanese invaders struggled desperately. Want to roar. It's a pity it's useless.
He was pressed hard. He was stunned and smashed all the teeth in his mouth with a hammer. Don't pull it out either. Just smash it in your mouth.
"Have you thought about it? Speak carefully!"
"Woooooooo..."
"Woooooooo..."
The Japanese invaders made unclear sounds.
The mouth was gagged with rags. The rag was soon filled with blood. Then it seeps out.
Several people pressed the Japanese invaders' fingers and raised their hammers...
Zhang Yong waved his hand. Express a point of civility. Let him speak first.
Pull the towel off...
"Have you thought about it?"
"Woooooooo..."
The Japanese invaders screamed in pain.
Zhang Yong picked up the hammer and hit it with his eyes closed.
It seems like it was hit?
It seems like there isn’t?
"ah……"
The spy gave a short scream. Then fainted.
Zhang Yong looked down. Oh, it hit. All five fingers were smashed to pieces.
Oh, so cruel...
Let someone else do it next time!
He waved his hand and ordered the person to be taken away. Anyway, I was dizzy.
Moreover, continuing the torture here would disturb the neighbors. Let’s go back to No. 49 Shihu Street!
Inside that high-walled fortress, no one knew about the Japanese invaders Ling Chi.
Take people away. Take the car with you.
Returned to No. 49 Shihu Street smoothly.
Cao Mengqi, who was in charge of staying behind, immediately came up to report that there had been a call just now.
The other party didn't say who he was. Cao Mengqi did not say who he was. The two sides were at odds on the phone. Finally, the other party left a phone number and asked them to call back after thinking about it.
"decided?"
"That's what the other party said."
"give it to me!"
Zhang Yong brought over the phone number.
Think about it before calling back. I don’t know who the monster is.
Anyone who knows the phone number of No. 49, Shihu Street, is definitely not an ordinary person. Maybe he is another big traitor.
So I called back on the phone.
"Dudu..."
"Dudu..."
Busy signal for a long time. Only then did the other party answer the call.
is a stranger. Can't tell what age he is. Naturally, the identity cannot be determined.
"Hello……"
"Did you call just now?"
"where are you?"
"No. 49 Shihu Street?"
"I asked which city!"
"Jinmen."
"Oh, you are Zhang Benzheng's warehouse, right? Yes, it was me who made the call."
"What's up?"
"Where is your goods? When will they be sent out?"
"What kind of goods?"
"White sugar. Four hundred tons. Don't you know anything? How do you do things? Do you want to default on your debt?"
"Did you give me money?"
"When we receive the goods, we will naturally give you money."
"You give me the money first!"
"Asshole! Did Zhang Benzheng ask you to say that? Let him listen to the phone!"
"It's not convenient for our boss right now. If you have any questions, just tell me. Our boss has just set the rules to deliver the goods when the money is available. You pay first. When I receive the money, I will deliver the goods!"
"Boy, do you think I'm a three-year-old? How can we trust you?"
"Then how can I trust you?"
Zhang Yong responded unceremoniously.
Bad mood. No matter who you are.
If you want goods, pay first!
No money, no delivery!
Even if you give money, it may not be shipped!
(End of chapter)
