"I thought you weren't coming!" Sitting in the back seat of the car with Hans, Tang Cheng was loading bullets into the spare magazine while talking. Looking up and seeing Hans' expression, Tang Cheng grinned. "Don't worry, this is just a precaution. Maybe we won't need them tonight. There's too much noise when the gun is fired at that location. I plan to use this tonight!" Tang Cheng put away the spare magazine full of bullets and shot from behind with his backhand. He pulled out a short knife from his waist and showed it to Hans.
Hans, who had seen Tang Cheng's skills with his own eyes, just glanced at the short knife in Tang Cheng's hand, but said nothing. When Tang Cheng saw this, he just smiled. In just a few hours, more than ten people were gathered to act as helpers. Tang Cheng also knew that Hans had exerted great force this time. After chuckling, Tang Cheng whispered. "After I get this batch of medicines, I will tell you the purpose of my coming to Shanghai." Tang Cheng's words made Hans's eyes gleam. Tang Cheng's purpose of coming to Shanghai has always troubled him.
"You're not lying to me?" Hans asked, but Tang Cheng remained silent, so Hans had no choice but to shut his mouth angrily. Half an hour later, Hans' car parked outside an alley, opened the door, and Hans got out of the car first. "Go straight along this alley. When you see the fork in the road, go east. The alley can lead all the way to the outside of the British warehouse. The rest is up to you." Then he got out of the car. Coming out of Tangcheng, I listened to Hans' explanation and looked at the dark alley.
According to Hans' wishes, he would not go into the alley, and Tang Cheng did not show any objection. After all, he was the one who was mainly doing things. "The people who asked you are scattered in the alley. When they see the signal I sent with my flashlight, they'd better hurry up and join me. You're right, this place is too close to the patrol house, and I don't think it's big. Safe." Tang Cheng said, turned around and took out a flashlight from the car, then strode into the alley.
The alley was a bit long, and after walking for a long time without turning on his flashlight, Tang Cheng finally saw the fork in the road Hans had mentioned. After checking Tangcheng and turning east, we soon saw the mark on the wall in front of us. Hans had said in advance that behind this wall with the mark was the yard that the British temporarily used as a warehouse. Tang Cheng quickly moved to the bottom of the wall, jumped up, and already grabbed the top of the wall with his hands. As he flexed and stretched his arms, Tang Cheng's head slowly poked out from the wall. The courtyard was completely silent and nothing unusual.
After seeing the situation in the courtyard clearly, Tang Cheng was secretly happy. This courtyard, which was not very large, stretched as far as the eye could see. Even if the British had left guards here, there would probably be no way to hide a hidden sentry in such a courtyard. Tang Cheng climbed up the wall, listened for a moment, then climbed onto the wall with his backhand, and slowly slid along the wall into the yard. After his feet landed on the ground, Tang Cheng quickly moved on tiptoes to the dark place closest to him. Tang Cheng, who was leaning against the wall, was immediately hidden in the shadows.
Tang Cheng, who had already opened the triple eyepiece, just looked around and saw the layout of the yard clearly. Only three to five meters away from him was an iron gate. Looking at the size of the iron gate, Tang Cheng deduced that there might be a warehouse behind the iron gate, because normal residences would not use such a large iron gate to build a room. Door. Not far from the iron gate, there is a hut with light coming from the window. If there are guards in this yard, they may be in this hut.
Tang Cheng moved forward slowly, and soon appeared under the window sill. Tang Cheng, half-crouched, listened carefully for a while, but could not hear any sound coming from the window. Could it be that I guessed wrong? Is there no one in this hut at all? Tang Cheng, who didn't hear any sound or sound, was filled with questions at this moment. Fortunately, Tang Cheng was thoughtful and would never get distracted by unexpected situations. He took out a short knife from his waist and planned to go into the hut to find out what was going on.
Holding his breath, Tang Cheng reached out and touched the door of the hut, only to find that the door was held up from the inside. This proved that Tang Cheng's previous inference was correct. Although there was no movement in the hut, there was indeed someone inside. The doors and windows were blocked from the inside. If it were anyone else, the current situation would have been to use brute force to break in. But Tang Cheng doesn't have to do this, because he carries with him the Mixiang that he drew from the system. This seemingly unsolvable situation is not too simple for Tangcheng who has Mixiang in hand.
After Tang Cheng entered the alley alone, Hans was waiting anxiously. Seeing that more than a quarter of an hour had passed, Hans' anxiety became more and more intense. He is not alone like Tang Cheng. Now Hans has a big business in Shanghai. If he gets into trouble because of tonight, maybe all the good situation he has worked hard to build in Shanghai for so many years will come to naught. .
Just when Hans was about to completely collapse, a flashlight signal of one long and two short finally appeared in the dark alley. Hans couldn't help but feel overjoyed, and then he led a dozen of his men into the alley. Hans and the others were all wearing soft-soled shoes. Although their pace was not slow, they did not make much noise while walking. A ladder was already leaning on the wall of the small courtyard of the medicine warehouse, and Tang Cheng, dressed in black, was squatting on the wall.
"I don't know if we are lucky, or if the Englishman you mentioned trusts the patrol house too much, there is only one guard in the yard." Seeing Hans personally leading people over, Tang Cheng climbed down from the wall on the ladder, After whispering a few words to Hans, he led the people into the yard and left. In a short time, boxes of medicines were passed out from the yard. "I've seen it all. There is indeed only one guard in the yard. The door leading to the front has been sealed. It is safe for the time being."
Along with the first box of medicines came out one of Hans's confidants. His task was not only to go into the yard to confirm the quantity of medicines, but also to secretly check whether what Tang Cheng had just told Hans was correct. With the confirmation from his trusted subordinates, Hans was finally relieved. Boxes were passed one after another from the yard, and a large number of boxes were quickly piled up around Hans.
"I always feel that it is not very safe here. You first arrange for people to move the boxes that have been moved out into the alley, and leave a few people in the yard to move out from the warehouse, so that neither party is delayed." Tangcheng quickly said again Coming out of the yard, Hans took things as he was doing this time and did not argue with Tang Cheng. He just immediately arranged for people to move the boxes that had been moved out of the yard to the alley over there. Medicines are not as heavy as ammunition, and each person can walk quickly while holding two boxes. Hans himself was not idle, and immediately joined the moving team.
Under the cover of darkness, everything went smoothly. The medicines that filled most of the warehouse were quickly moved under the wall by Tang Cheng and others, and handed out as quickly as possible. "This guard must also be taken away. At least he cannot die in this courtyard. We must create an illusion for the British man and make him believe that this is a case of self-inflicted theft." The one who was finally handed out by Tang Cheng from the wall was The courtyard guard who was possessed by the incense.
"You are bad enough!" Hans, who was sweating profusely, gave a thumbs up to Tang Cheng. If it were him, he would never have thought of this. Tang Cheng ignored Hans's teasing. After lowering the unconscious guard from the wall, he put away the ladder and prepared to return to the small courtyard. "Tang, what are you going to do? Everything in the warehouse has been moved out. It's time for us to leave here!" Upon seeing this, Hans hurriedly lowered his voice and asked Tang Cheng on the wall.
"Don't worry about me. I'm going to take a look in front. You go first. We'll see you tomorrow for the visit!" Tang Cheng didn't explain too much. He just waved goodbye to Hans on the wall and returned to the yard. go. Seeing this, Hans had to call his men to hurry up and move the last boxes. As for what Tang Cheng was doing when he returned to the yard, Hans guessed that Tang Cheng, who had always fallen in the eyes of money, must have gone to scrape the land again.
Hans guessed wrong this time. Tang Cheng returned to the courtyard not because he found something valuable. The reason why he didn't leave with Hans and others was that he felt that with more people, the target would be greater, and Tang Cheng was planning to leave alone. Tang Cheng returned to the small courtyard with the ladder and looked around in boredom. He waited for Hans and others outside the wall to move all the boxes, and then he walked out of the courtyard and disappeared into the night.
Hans's men had been secretly watching Tang Cheng, wary of Tang Cheng hiding medicines during transportation. However, what they didn't know was that before they arrived along the alley, Tang Cheng had already opened the warehouse and provided them with their own equipment. The bag was filled with sulfa powder. Abandoning the packaged sulfa powder not only reduced the weight a lot, but also made it easier for Tangcheng to stuff more sulfa powder into his carry-on equipment bag. Tang Cheng didn't know how many portions the 8 kilograms of sulfa powder could be divided into, but he knew that these sulfa powder could save many soldiers with infected wounds.
Tang Cheng, who parted ways with Hans and the others, did not return to his residence immediately. Instead, he changed his clothes and went to the apartment. "You can really find something to do for yourself!" After closing the heavy curtains in the apartment, Tang Cheng took out the sulfa powder from his equipment bag, first put it in several large basins, and then took out the oil paper he had put here beforehand. Start packing the sulfa powder in the big basin one by one.
Tangcheng had no measuring instruments at hand, so he had to use a teacup to measure. Each piece of oil paper was wrapped with a tea cup of sulfa powder. After wrapping, the oil paper package looked square and square, like the cigarette smoke popular in Shanghai. . "I tried my best, let's take it as much as we can!" He placed the wrapped sulfa powder neatly on the table. He was worried that the underground party members would think this was the oppressive China, so he thoughtfully left a note.
