Tang Zihuan was eating melon seeds with relish. What happened outside seemed to have nothing to do with him.
He had been in this small building for an hour and forty-five minutes.
Well, it's not that the Japanese are incapable of taking over here.
If he really wanted to fight, he wouldn't be able to resist it on his own.
The Japanese could have rushed up long ago.
But they didn't do that.
The Japanese are still thinking about how to capture "Meng Shaoyuan" alive!
Tang Zihuan smiled.
very nice.
This is a small building he chose in advance, which is easy to defend but difficult to attack.
But he found that this "easy to defend but difficult to attack" was not necessary at all.
Japan is obsessed with capturing itself alive.
And now he can be convinced that the Japanese really regard him as "Meng Shaoyuan"!
The purpose has been achieved.
"Mr. Meng Shaoyuan, please come out and surrender immediately. We will never hurt you!"
There were calls for surrender again from outside.
Tang Zihuan picked up the gun, fired a shot outside, and then started eating melon seeds again.
Melon seeds are so fragrant.
What he would never have imagined was what happened outside during these one hour and forty-five minutes!
Meng Shaoyuan has been safely transferred again.
Although the encirclement is getting smaller and smaller, for now, it is still safe.
During this hour and forty-five minutes, Wu Jingyi, Shanghai District Secretary of the Military Command Bureau, finally made up her mind:
storm!
Rescue Meng Shaoyuan at all costs!
Meng Shaoyuan started maintaining radio silence long ago.
He lost all contact with the outside world.
Of course Wu Jingyi knew why he did this.
Once Meng Shaoyuan's location is determined, he will definitely save him at all costs.
The Shanghai District of the Military Command Bureau will suffer huge sacrifices.
Meng Shaoyuan didn't want to trade his own life for the blood of so many comrades!
However, Wu Jingyi has already made a decision!
No matter how great the sacrifice is, we must save this man!
The only question is, how to tell Meng Shaoyuan the news so that he can cooperate with her?
Radio silence meant he could not be reached.
There is only one way.
She and Meng Shaoyuan had previously formulated an emergency contact method in case of loss of contact!
A somewhat stupid but effective method.
…
Hualandeng Road, contact point No. 1.
There was only one word in the telegram:
"thunder"!
Lao Hou burned the telegram.
He had no idea what the telegram meant.
But he knew what he was going to do after receiving this telegram.
He picked up a can of paint, walked outside, and then began to write a large word on the wall:
thunder!
Every other paragraph, he would write the word "thunder".
"Whoever you are doing, stop it!"
Several Japanese military police appeared and shouted orders.
Lao Hou didn't seem to hear it at all, and continued to write "Thunder" respectfully!
"flutter"!
He felt a chill in his heart.
That's a bayonet.
Lao Hou fell softly, but he still finished writing the last stroke of the word "Thunder".
…
Xiao Ma closed his shop.
Just now, he saw a big word "Thunder"!
He knows what he should do!
thunder!
…
During this hour and forty-five minutes, Meng Baifeng and He Ruyi brought their old brother to a warehouse.
That was the secret arms warehouse that Meng Shaoyuan left here.
When the door opened, it was filled with all kinds of weapons.
"Times have advanced, and swords and axes are useless." Meng Baifeng said calmly: "Choose what you can get your hands on!"
Here, including himself and He Ruyi, there are a total of one hundred and sixty-three brothers.
One hundred and sixty-three heroes!
…
During this hour and forty-five minutes, Chang Chizhou, a disciple of the Youth Gang, knelt on one knee in front of the old man Zhang Renkui:
"Old Master, the disciples of our Youth Gang have gathered together and have selected a total of 300 desperate team members!"
"Have you told them everything?"
The old man, who had not been seen for a long time, appeared with the help of his son.
"Don't worry, old man, it's life or death!"
"go!"
The old man pointed outside: "Rescue my brother Meng Shaoyuan. They are all dead. I'll go!"
…
What's happening outside?
Tang Zihuan didn't know, and he didn't want to know.
All his thoughts were on the melon seeds in his hand.
After finishing a handful of melon seeds, he took out another handful of melon seeds from his pocket.
Outside, the Japanese seem to have lost patience:
"Meng Shaoyuan, the last five minutes, I'll give you the last five minutes!"
Oh, and there's still the last five minutes.
The melon seeds in my pocket are enough for five minutes.
Tang Zihuan took a bucket and opened it, and the strong smell of gasoline came out.
He lifted the bucket and poured all the gasoline on himself.
Then he continued to eat melon seeds.
The door on the first floor was knocked open, and there was a burst of noise.
Tang Zihuan smiled, took out a grenade and threw it down.
"boom"!
Several screams were heard.
…
Hanbara Hikaru looked ashen:
"storm!"
It seems impossible to capture Meng Shaoyuan alive.
Some regrets.
But it doesn't matter.
Being able to kill Meng Shaoyuan will be the greatest success of the Shanghai spy agency!
…
What is a dead soldier?
He was prepared to die from the beginning.
Tang Zihuan has no regrets.
When he came to Shanghai, he had good food and good housing.
None of it was my own money.
He also found a woman he truly loved.
"Remember, if you want to die, you must not let the enemy recognize your true self."
The woman he loved and loved him deeply told him: "If you die like this, it will be meaningless. If you can use your body to delay for a while, it will buy time for the boss again!"
To prevent the enemy from recognizing his true form?
There is only one way.
"Bang bang bang"!
Tang Zihuan rushed downstairs and fired a bunch of bullets.
Then he threw down the last grenade.
Then he took out his lighter and lit himself on fire.
He put the last melon seed in his mouth.
"Baga, put out the fire!"
…
Hanbara Hikaru looked livid.
What he saw was a burnt corpse.
Is this person Meng Shaoyuan?
"We've done our best."
The Japanese officer leading the team whispered.
Is this person really Meng Shaoyuan?
Meng Shaoyuan, burned himself alive?
He could choose to use a gun to kill himself, so why would he choose such a painful and cruel method?
Two hours of time!
Did you get a corpse whose true appearance was completely unrecognizable?
"Go and call Zhang Liao immediately to identify the body!"
"Are you really Meng Shaoyuan?"
Koichi Hahara squatted in front of the corpse and murmured to himself: "Do you have the courage to die like this?"
…
Tang Zihuan, his real name, is ominous. Age, ominous. Boss, ominous.
This is a man who is ready to die for a stranger as soon as he appears in Shanghai!
He drank and drank like water, spent money like water, and lived without restraint.
No one blames him.
Because, from the beginning, he regarded himself as a dead person.
Death warrior!
