Chapter 1741 Anxiety

Style: Historical Author: rock hermitWords: 2015Update Time: 24/01/11 09:43:10
(Something happened, I didn’t check for typos and used scheduled publishing. Sorry, brothers!)

The third agent was naturally not too slow either. There was only a few tenths of a second difference between one and the other. Therefore, when he arrived, he was still a little worried. He rounded his fist again and punched the sailor Rinin on the head.

At this time, the second agent had already grabbed the arm of Rinin Fengsen, and with just a twist, he wrested the firearm from the opponent's hand. He said loudly: "Xiao Yu was shot."

Li Jian, who was at the back, didn't expect the opponent's reaction to be so fast. He and others were clearly attacking, but they were still able to fight back. And caused one of his men to be seriously injured.

Li Jian immediately ordered two of his men and said: "You two, send him to the hospital for treatment. The remaining people will carry the target back immediately."

The two agents whose names were called immediately lifted the first agent in line and quickly walked out of the room. Several other agents cuffed Rinin's hands and feet, lifted his arms and legs, and carried the kid out.

Fan Keqin listened to several gunshots coming from outside and knew something might be wrong. In fact, for the Changsha Bureau's agents, the time from when they rushed in to when the gunshot rang out was probably more than two seconds, less than three seconds. Such action is already very fast.

But the number one of the Changsha Bureau against Japanese spies, that is, the leader of the assassination organization, would not use a gun unless absolutely necessary. Plus the time since they rushed in, and the model of gunner used by Li Jian. No matter what happened, it was impossible for the Changsha Bureau to fire. After waiting for a few more seconds, two Changsha Bureau agents quickly evacuated from the house carrying a bleeding man. Fan Keqin and Hua Zhang could tell that this was the first person in line who had just rushed in.

Immediately afterwards, not long after, the remaining Changsha Bureau agents, including their team leader Li Jian, also came out. One of them had a strange face and his hands and feet were shackled. There was blood at the corner of his mouth and bruises on his face. He had obviously been beaten unconscious.

Li Jian left two people in the house to search to see if there were any valuable objects. Follow the leader and start returning. Fan Keqin and Hua Zhang followed and drove back to Changsha Bureau.

Li Jian's face actually looked a little ugly when he came out, especially in front of Fan Keqin and Hua Zhang. It might be because he felt that one person was injured due to the actions he led.

After returning to the Changsha Bureau, Li Jian immediately pulled the boy into the torture room, handed over a clerk, and began the interrogation himself. After a while, bursts of uncontrollable screams came from inside.

Fan Keqin and Hua Zhang did not need to participate in the interrogation. After returning, they went upstairs to the director's office and started waiting for news with Sha Qingqing.

As a result, Sha Qingqing became a little worried when she saw Fan Keqin and Hua Zhang coming in, and after asking clearly that Li Jian had led the team to capture the leader of the Japanese spy assassination team. After all, Li Jian and others had returned at this time, but no one from other places came back. So it’s not surprising that I’m worried.

In other words, it can be said that things went relatively smoothly in other places, but some reasons, such as the length of the journey, led to time inconsistencies. But there were two places where agents from the Changsha Bureau encountered some difficulties.

The small garage was originally a difficult point. But after a kind of Changsha agent arrived, it was extremely simple to execute.

After checking the surveillance point here, we got the information that the spies were still in the garage. The operation began immediately. Behind the bunkers near the perimeter, several gun-toting agents were hiding, aiming at the garage door. As for the back? It's okay, there's no door on that side, not even a window. Because the doors and windows are all on this side.

Then the leader of the field agent team waved his hand, and several of his arranged team members immediately began to approach the small garage from the side.

This garage has an upper and lower sliding door, and the window is on the upper edge of the door, on the right side. The windows are not the square grid of a normal home. Instead, it has a horizontal Japanese shape, and the overall shape is long and flat.

The three team members came under the garage, the first agent holding several rocks in his hand. Each stone is about half the size of a fist. The agent holding the stone took the lead, turned to look at each other with the other two agents, and nodded.

Look at the other two agents who have taken out two Molotov cocktails from their backpacks. Don't get me wrong, it's one Molotov cocktail per person, two in total. Because of their previous investigation, this garage is not big, and one Molotov cocktail is basically enough. Now they use two Molotov cocktails just to prevent it from happening, and to add more pressure inside, so as to achieve the tactic of forcing the opponent to come out faster. Purpose.

The two men behind took out a kerosene lighter, turned the wheel, and lit the rag on the mouth of the Molotov cocktail. He nodded to the first agent again.

Seeing this, the leading agent no longer hesitated. He turned around, threw his arms, and threw the stones in his hands with a roar, and he had three stones in each hand. At such a close distance, even ordinary people, not to mention well-trained field agents, could hit me hard against the glass.

Just listen to the sound of "Crack, crash!" The flat sun-shaped glass above the garage was immediately smashed. The two agents behind him almost immediately followed him when he waved the stone.

It's just that they don't have to use that much force, just about the same but maintaining absolute accuracy. Again, at such a short distance, ordinary people can throw it very accurately, let alone them.

So the two Molotov cocktails at the back were thrown in after the window glass was smashed. There were two faint sounds of glass bottles breaking inside.

After the three agents finished their work, they turned around and immediately left from the side again. They hid behind the bunker not far away that they had planned in advance. They pulled out their guns and pointed them in the direction of the small garage door.

Just after they threw the Molotov cocktail in, about three or four seconds later, faint shouts came from the garage. But it was the Japanese spies inside who were a little panicked by the sudden blow.

At first, the spies saw the Molotov cocktail shattered and quickly ignited it while still remaining calm. But three or four seconds later, the fire was completely ignited, thick smoke quickly rose, and the living space in the small garage was completely gone.

Therefore, they could no longer keep calm. One of the spies, the boy numbered three, reacted very quickly. Not caring about anything, he yelled: "Go to the garage door quickly, we can still get out."

But the other spy was not slow to react and said: "You can't go out..."