Once again, we had a deep relationship with Wang Manchun. Early the next morning, with rosy cheeks but unable to hide her fatigue, the girl got up early and went to work in high spirits.
Yan said that he had to think of a new way to seduce the Red Party and the military commander into making mistakes. He also said that menstruation was really coming this time. In these two days, he really had to wait a week to see each other again.
His medical skills include treating illnesses and saving lives. The more critical aspect is to protect yourself. There is no way. His relationship between men and women is relatively chaotic, and the woman's relationship between men and women is equally chaotic. This chaos makes it easy to get sick. With his medical skills, no matter what kind of infectious disease it is, he can judge whether a woman is healthy at the first time, and thus determine whether to roll on the bed.
As for the so-called cleanliness issue, there is no need to discuss it. Anyway, it was all a casual romance, and he was very dirty-hearted. Just three words, it didn't matter. Moreover, after this world is over, he still has purification services when he returns. His body is really clean from the inside out, but his heart is so dirty that it can never be changed.
"Looking for a person: Zhang Laosan, my second uncle is here to join me. Come to the Friendship Hotel outside the North Station. My second uncle is waiting for you!"
After a leisurely day, on the morning of the next Tuesday, Wang Yan had his usual extravagant breakfast in the breakfast shop, flipping through a pile of newspapers bought by his subordinates, and as expected, he saw the news he wanted in Fen Bao.
He lived at a normal pace for another day, and naturally spent that night cultivating himself at home. When it was past ten o'clock, everyone at home had gone to bed early. He did what he did before, got dressed, climbed downstairs, climbed out of the wall, and sneaked to his safe house. He changed into clothes that were more convenient for movement, and roughly made up to look like the tall guy he had killed before. The appearance of class action personnel.
Of course, it can't really be the same. It's just that some of the facial features in the ID photo are reflected on your own face. Under the cover of night, the Japanese won't notice. Moreover, the Special High School and the garrisoned military police are two separate systems, and information may be shared. After all, he took away all the documents, but the Japanese will definitely not check so seriously. The level of the special high school class is higher than that of the military police. If there is no problem, how can those big-headed soldiers offend them? There are always people everywhere, and Little Japan is no exception.
After doing this, Wang Yan ran to Wuding Road in the public concession. He had a car parked here. The night before, Wang Manchun fell asleep and was tapped on his acupuncture points to aggravate his sleep. He ran out and took the prepared rope pliers. He put other things in the car, wiped the dust on the car, and then drove the car here and parked it. So now, he came over and drove away.
Driving all the way across the Suzhou River, he casually said to the British and American defenders on the other side of the river that there was a factory there and there were some problems, and he easily fooled them. The interrogation here is not very strict. When he arrived at the Japanese territory on the other side, he took out the certificate directly. The defender just opened it, glanced at it, and sent the certificate back for release. Wang Yan could see clearly that when the kid was doing his errands, he just looked up at the work unit and finished his work. There was no shortage of lazy people everywhere.
Ordinary work doesn't matter. Obviously, in such a war-torn era, being lazy and doing errands will cause big problems.
Wang Yan moved quickly. Even though he ran to the safe house, put on makeup, and moved, it was only five minutes past eleven when he arrived at Maohai Road. He did not get out of the car and go to the apartment to meet with the comrades who had been waiting inside to obtain information, because this kind of operation had a strict time schedule. Pull the whole body together and say half past eleven, then it will be half past eleven. And he can't spend too much time with other people to avoid being remembered for certain characteristics and avoid the risk of exposure.
So his car didn't even stop and continued driving towards the prison not far away. He walked around the prison, looked at the environment outside the prison, and then returned to Maohai Road. He parked the car loudly on the roadside and went directly to the fifth floor of the five-story apartment on the roadside. building.
Standing at the door, he raised his wrist and looked at the time. It was eleven twenty-nine minutes and forty seconds, and he accurately measured the time again.
Instead of knocking on the door, he directly took out the thin iron wire for unlocking from the space, put it into the door lock and poked it twice to open the lock. As soon as he opened the door, as expected, there was a black hole pointing a gun at the door.
Wang Yan didn't panic, ignored the alert young man in front of him, walked into the house and closed the door. He buttoned the nylon hat forward, covered his eyes with the brim of the hat, sat in front of the table, turned on the lamp, and said in a hoarse voice: "Give me the drawings."
The young man took out a thick stack of paper from his clothes. He still held the pistol tightly in his hand, but the muzzle of the gun was pointed downward: "The action time over there is twelve o'clock, and our action time is At 11:45, you have five minutes to look at the drawings. The enemy's internal defenses are all on the towers and high walls inside. As for the defense in the prison, the combat effectiveness is not as high as that on the outside, and because of the lack of management and communication The reason is basically traitors.
There are more than 2,400 detainees in total. The rescue targets this time are all on the third and fourth floors of Building A. All the important figures of our party and the Kuomintang are detained there. In this operation, we have a total of 158 operatives. The organization has instructed us not to worry about the list, and we can save as many as we can. When necessary, all the people can be released and allowed to flee, leaving other imprisoned members of our party to find their own way out. "
Wang Yan did not speak, but looked through the prison's architectural drawings one by one, as well as the marked defense forces. This prison was built by the previous Nanjing government. When the Japanese came, it naturally became a place where they held prisoners. Therefore, obtaining the blueprints of the prison is not a difficult task for the Red Party, which has infiltrated in all aspects. The people inside the prison are all Chinese. They are either traitors or people who have to make a living. They also have families and businesses outside. It is not difficult to arrange for people to get close to them and trick them.
It didn't take him five minutes to look at the drawings. He glanced at them and took them away. It only took him two minutes to read such a thick stack of drawings from beginning to end.
"Set off!"
While talking, Wang Yan turned off the lamp on the table, collected the information on the table, patted the young man's chest, walked to the door in a few steps, opened the door and left.
The young man unexpectedly caught the information, then gritted his teeth and stuffed the information into his arms, followed closely behind him, closed the door, and went downstairs together.
He was actually very skeptical. It would be impossible to read all the detailed drawings in five minutes, but now this person finished them in less than two minutes. But there is no way, the organizational discipline is there, and now it is on the line, so if there is a problem, you have to hold it in and work on it.
After coming downstairs, Wang Yan opened the trunk of the car, took out Han Feng and carried it behind his back. He also got three thick ropes and put them on his back. He buckled the trunk, turned around and walked into the shadows, saying, "Lead the way."
The young man whistled, and a figure appeared from the corner not far away, waving to this side. Wang Yan and the young man trotted over there hiding in the darkness in the corner.
Wang Yan had already discovered this person when he was driving for inspection. Not only that, he also discovered other operators scattered and hidden in several locations...
In fact, in the Japanese-occupied areas, there were very few people who went out to do activities at night. Even the gangsters were honest and did not go out at night. This was due to the fear of the Japanese, who were really killing people. Unprovoked killings on the street are less common now, but they were common a few months ago when we first occupied the city, and rapes of civilian girls also happened from time to time.
So at this time, the long street was really quiet. Under the light of the street lights, the breeze blew up the garbage, which was particularly eerie. Without popularity, everything looks like a ghost. The French Concession and the Public Concession are different. You feel lively when walking on the road. Of course, that would not work on the big roads, main roads, or narrow alleys, because there might be fresh corpses lying on the roadside vomiting blood and foam.
The three of them jogged in silence and arrived near the prison eight minutes later. Although it is a prison, the place it is located is not that desolate, and there are still some residential alleys around it. At this time, many heavily armed action personnel were already standing densely in the shadows of these alleys.
As Wang Yan and the others arrived, a man in his thirties, unshaven, and honest-looking came out of the team. Before he could speak, Wang Yan said: "Send eight skilled people to follow me. They don't need to move. Instead, they go to the watchtower to fill heads and control the lighting direction of the lights. I will take it down as quickly as possible. Go to the tower, then the north wall, then the east wall, and finally return to the gate and get rid of the guards at the door. You need to send smart and skilled people up first. Not far from the west wall is the dormitory building. While they are already there, Rest and kill them directly.
After I deal with the people at the door, I will go directly to the prison in Building A to rescue them. I will send a few other people who can drive to get ready. Most of the trapped comrades are physically disabled and cannot run away with their legs. There must be several cars in the courtyard. Cars, trucks. For the rest, everyone adapts to circumstances, but if possible, try not to shoot. Of course, this is definitely impossible. Even those little Japanese who were resting were not fully protected and some did not sleep. In short, the later we fired, the less losses we would suffer. That's all, arrange people. "
The man simply waved behind him without any unnecessary nonsense and named the eight soldiers one by one: "Follow this comrade and obey his orders. Do whatever he asks you to do. Don't do it." One more nonsense, do you understand?"
"Yes!" All eight of them stood upright and replied in a low voice, then looked at Wang Yan with big eyes.
"action!"
Wang Yan simply turned around and left, followed by eight people. On the way, Wang Yan explained: "After I go up in a while, I will throw down a rope first. You should be careful and don't make too much noise..."
Wang Yan, who received no answer and had explained a lot of matters, was not surprised. He led the eight people in a small circle, avoiding the lights and the high-power spotlights on the tower, and sneaked under the west wall of the prison.
Wang Yan raised his wrist and looked at the time with a flashlight. It was only forty-three minutes, two minutes ahead of schedule.
The outer wall of the prison is more than seven meters high, but it is made of bricks instead of poured concrete. Therefore, there is still a gap on the wall, which can probably accommodate a small part of the fingertips. This little gap can be used to apply force. Later, those who like rock climbing can climb up with bare hands, let alone Wang Yan.
After checking the time, he stuffed the flashlight into the small bag on his waist without any pause. With the eight people behind him touching the wall and admiring their eyes, he clung to the little gap and climbed up lightly and quickly.
At the top of the wall, Wang Yan used pliers to cut off the barbed wire fence with spikes on it. It did make some noise, but it did not attract the attention of the Japanese. He squatted on the wall again on his toes, only a few centimeters away from the spikes. He relied on his excellent balance and strong lower body strength to sit on the horse in the air, steadily.
After cutting the barbed wire, he pinched it with his fingertips. The movement was very small, but he used a lot of force to hold the barbed wire together. He tied it with a rope and pushed it down, and the soldiers guarding below untied it.
He jumped off the high wall lightly, then took out a long iron wedge wrapped in several layers of cotton from the bag, and kicked it against the ground. There was still some movement, but not much because of the force he used. , has a short stroke and strong power, and the sound it makes is the stone it encounters after the iron wedge is inserted into the soil. The people on duty on the tower in the distance were gossiping and didn't notice.
After doing this, Wang Yan reached the tower by touching the wall, gently opened the door, and walked up the circular steps step by step. At first glance, this tower was built by the Japanese, because in this regard, their engineering quality is very good. If it were the original Nanjing government, it would be much simpler because the money was embezzled by the warden. Of course, the Japanese also have corrupt officials, but it is obvious that they will not be too harsh in this regard.
After going up, the three Japanese soldiers kept talking and changing their body shapes according to the rotating spotlights. Next to them was a machine gun position. It was obvious that they were not working seriously. The consequence of not working seriously is, of course, death.
When they turned the lights back to the prison and turned their backs to Wang Yan, he quickly stepped forward, turned the neck of a little Japanese 180 degrees from behind, and then supported his body to prevent him from falling. Then he grabbed the neck of another Japanese soldier and broke it with a snap. He took another step forward, reached out and reached over the last little devil, who was a little confused and still had a cigarette in his mouth, and broke his neck, ending the battle.
Wang Yan, who was holding the three corpses, carefully lowered them to the ground, then turned the spotlight outside, shook his head, and turned back again. Seeing this signal, the eight people guarding there immediately began to pull the rope back until they sensed the obstacle from the other side and began to climb upward. There were people behind them pulling the rope. After all, one end was tied and the other was not. When going down, It's loose here.
The movements of these people were indeed very nimble. The last person who came down relied on the human wall set up here and fell lightly. In addition to hitting the wall twice with the gun on his back, the prison was also resting at this time. The only nearby tower had been captured by Wang Yan. According to the time provided, the patrol officers would not arrive for several minutes. It was very Safety.
They quickly separated two people and went up to the tower. According to Wang Yan's instructions, they took over the inspection of the spotlights. The other person began to go to the machine gun position of the tower to check the weapons and prepare for battle.
When they took over, Wang Yan took out his flashlight and gave a signal to the hiding place of the large army. Then he went down from the tower, picked up the other two ropes from the ground and threw them out. In the stunned eyes of the other six people, he went down with two feet and stepped the iron wedge deeply into the soil. He didn't need to say anything. Two warriors came over and tied the rope to the wedge.
After doing this, Wang Yan led them to the north wall along the wall and took control of the tower here. There are a total of four towers here, all distributed in the corners, which can take care of all corners inside and outside the prison, which is very reasonable. After controlling the four corner towers in turn and killing a total of twelve little devils, he reached the south gate.
At the same time, Wang Yan also saw a group of figures moving in various directions in the west corner. So far, everything is going smoothly.
Wang Yan clung to the wall, recalling the position of the little Japanese soldier guarding the door during his previous investigation. There are a total of fourteen people here, the strength of a small Japanese detachment. There were eight outside the door and six inside. He was rehearsing the action in his mind. No matter how he started, it was impossible to kill these fourteen little devils without any reaction. Because of the distance, he had to move around. Between the lightning and flint, the well-trained Japanese soldiers would immediately raise their guns and shoot.
He raised his wrist and looked at the time through the afterglow of the light at the front door, eleven fifty-seven. The prison was not small. He ran around the prison for six to seven hundred meters, and at the same time he killed twelve little Japs. It only took him more than ten minutes in total. At this time, the guerrilla fighter had not even climbed up the southeast corner tower, which shows how fast he moved.
He took out two captured southern pistols from the space and held them in his hands, then stood there quietly, hidden in the darkness in the corner.
There was not much time left. He was waiting for the sound of gunfire in the prison and the sound of gun explosions in the distance. Once he hears a sound, he will immediately burst into rage.
Time passed by second by second, and Wang Yan silently counted the numbers in his mind. Fortunately, there was no gunfire in the prison until twelve o'clock. Unfortunately, the propagation speed of sound was 340 meters per hour. Seconds, a dozen seconds after twelve o'clock, intensive gunshots and explosions came from all directions.
At this time, more than a dozen Japanese soldiers guarding the door subconsciously held their guns in their hands and began to whisper to each other inexplicably.
At this time, a crisp rifle sound came from the distant garrison dormitory.
At this time, Wang Yan's deep eyes shone brightly, and he suddenly turned around and kicked the ground. The powerful explosive force kicked out a small pit in the ground, and dust flew into the air in an instant.
He stepped out and glanced at the soldiers at the door for a moment. He raised the corners of his mouth slightly, raised his guns with both hands, bang bang bang bang bang...
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