After experiencing this practical training, the new team members, who were originally impatient, finally realized their shortcomings and no longer resisted the teachings of the veteran police officers. Everything was on track, and Tang Cheng was free again. Zhang Jianghe was naturally happy that Tang Cheng would not disturb the training of the new team members. It's just that the situation in the city is getting weirder and weirder. Not only the military commander has begun to live in chaos, but even the central commander who was originally busy dealing with the underground party has become a lot more lazy.
That afternoon, Zhang Jianghe, who had just gotten up from his nap, received a call. The caller was from the tavern owner at the intersection of the small street. The tavern owner shouldn't have called Zhang Jianghe's office directly, but the matter was urgent and he couldn't care less. The content of the phone call was indeed important. The political commissar of the southern Sichuan guerrillas was seriously injured and fell into coma. The guerrillas escorted him to Chongqing for treatment. Unexpectedly, their traces were leaked to the Central Committee. By the time the tavern owner called, the Southern Sichuan guerrillas had lost contact with him.
Zhang Jianghe, who received the call, was also very anxious at the moment, but he also knew that if the matter involved Zhongtong, it would not be easy to handle. After hanging up the phone, he thought to himself for a while, and then asked his adjutant to call Tang Cheng over. He planned to let Tang Cheng handle the matter. When Tang Cheng entered Zhang Jianghe's office, he noticed at first glance that Zhang Jianghe seemed to be in a bad mood, but he did not ask questions, but just lay casually on the sofa.
"One of my informants in the city just called and said that there seems to be some action on the part of the Central Government. Since you have nothing to do, you might as well go into the city and see what the hell the Central Government is doing! "Zhang Jianghe did not inform Tangcheng of the matter. He just used the bureau seat as a street entrance and asked Tangcheng to investigate the movements of the Central Government. Tang Cheng, who was unaware, mistakenly believed that Zhang Jianghe was paying attention to Zhongtong because of his previous conflict with Zhongtong's senior officials, so he did not refuse.
Only after Tang Cheng entered the city and after a visit did he find that Zhongtong did not move in the city, he realized that Zhang Jianghe might have arranged for him to enter the city for other reasons. Tang Cheng immediately thought of Zhang Jiang and that other identity. Could it be that the change in Zhang Jiang and the Zhongtong mentioned before was related to the underground party? Tang Cheng, who had doubts in his mind, immediately realized the seriousness of the problem, but he was still not 100% sure of his suspicions.
Tang Cheng has long known Zhang Jianghe's hidden identity, but Zhang Jianghe himself does not know this. Therefore, Tang Cheng has no way to get confirmation from Zhang Jianghe now. Just when Tang Cheng was in a dilemma, Deputy Commander Huang of the garrison came to this teahouse with two strangers to drink tea, and happened to see Tang Cheng. "Brother, you are a busy man, why did you want to come over for tea today?" Deputy Captain Huang sat down next to Tang Cheng familiarly, and then started talking to Tang Cheng in a low voice.
Knowing that Deputy Commander Huang was here to discuss business, Tang Cheng had no intention of continuing to talk nonsense with him. However, when Deputy Commander Huang stood up, he unexpectedly asked Huang. Does the deputy commander know about the recent actions of the central commander? Upon hearing this, Deputy Captain Huang immediately paused, then turned back to Tang Cheng with a proud look on his face, "Brother, if you ask me about this, you are asking the right person! Let me tell you, I heard that Zhongtong Those guys have recently been targeting the Southern Sichuan guerrillas. When I came here just now, I saw a few plainclothes officers from the Central Government going to the Sanjiang Hotel on Front Street."
Deputy Commander Huang's words made Tang Cheng secretly excited. He did not expect that the problem that troubled him would be answered by Deputy Commander Huang. Tang Cheng then straightened his face and looked at the other party, and reminded the other party in a slightly serious voice, "Old Huang, don't blame me for not reminding you! The bastard of Zhongtong resigned in front of the Chairman last time. I'm thinking about how to deal with them these days. If something happens, you have to remember that we haven't met at all today."
After Tang Cheng finished speaking, he winked at Deputy Commander Huang and left the teahouse without looking back. Deputy Captain Huang, who watched him leave, just stood there in silence for a few seconds, and then casually greeted his guests to take their seats. As for what Tang Cheng said just now, he had already firmly remembered it in his mind. The Sanjiang Hotel that Deputy Captain Huang mentioned is on Qian Street, only one street away from the teahouse where Tangcheng is located. Therefore, Tang Cheng soon appeared in the street where Sanjiang Hotel is located, but Tang Cheng has not yet found the Zhongtong plainclothes that Deputy Commander Huang said.
Tang Cheng saw the Sanjiang Hotel from a distance, but did not continue to approach the hotel. Instead, he stopped on the street and observed the situation in the street from a distance. The location where Tang Cheng was standing was a little further to the entrance of an alley. If something happened, Tang Cheng could go directly into the alley. After about a cigarette, several gunshots were heard from the direction of the hotel in front, and then Tangcheng heard a commotion. I saw a few men in short shirts, supporting a person, rushing out of the door of Sanjiang Hotel and walking down the street to Tangcheng.
Zhang Jianghe had only mentioned to Tang Cheng that the Central Commander had made some changes in the city, and Deputy Commander Huang only said that the Central Commander seemed to be eyeing the Southern Sichuan Guerrillas, but Tang Cheng did not know the Southern Sichuan Guerrillas. . Fortunately, Tang Cheng immediately used the system skills and used skill scanning on the people rushing over at this moment. After confirming that these people were members of the southern Sichuan guerrillas, and that there was a wounded person among them, Tang Cheng immediately made a decision.
Although these people who rushed out of the hotel were the ones being chased, Tang Cheng found that they were not panicked and seemed to be very familiar with the situation in the city. Tang Cheng, who was originally planning to intervene, then changed his mind. He planned to wait and see what happened and become a fisherman who would gain in the end. Tang Cheng, like other passers-by on the street, immediately hid in the shops on the street, and then watched helplessly as these people from the southern Sichuan guerrillas ran past the shops.
After a dozen breaths, six or seven plainclothes Zhongtong men with guns ran out of the store. Chinese people have always loved to join in the fun, especially Sichuan people. When they found that there were already people on the street watching the fun, Tang Cheng also left the shop and pretended to watch the fun. Tang Cheng, who appeared on the street, slowly moved his position and soon got into the alley he had been looking for. Having already locked onto a guerrilla in advance, he started running quickly in the alley.
Relying on the prompts given by the system skills, Tangcheng, who passed through the alley, soon appeared at the intersection of the street. He happened to see the few plainclothes officers from the Central Committee turning right from the intersection of the street and entering another street. Tang Cheng, who was familiar with the Zhongtong style, knew that the southern Sichuan guerrillas they were chasing must have also entered the street on the right. Tang Cheng did not follow into the street on the right, because judging from the appearance of the plainclothes officers, they did not seem to be worried about losing the target. According to the understanding of the Tangcheng team's Zhongtong, they would never send just this few people to arrest and pursue them. There must be an ambush from the Zhongtong ahead.
Tang Cheng's judgment was correct. Just at the end of the street on the right, more than a dozen sturdy plainclothes Zhongtong men were already waiting here. When the members of the Southern Sichuan guerrillas who were chased into this street realized that something was wrong, it was already too late, because there were still plainclothes officers from the Central Committee ambushing in the shops on the street. Tang Cheng, who turned left from the street entrance, happened to get a good deal. He climbed up the street wall to the roof and had a clear view of the situation in the next street from a high position.
Tang Cheng, who was squatting on the roof, quickly changed his clothes and didn't forget to take out a black scarf to cover his face. Now he looked like even those who knew him might not be able to recognize him immediately. "Go back, there's no way to pass!" A guerrilla shouted loudly when he realized something was wrong. At the same time, the other two guerrillas had already taken out their pistols and occupied favorable positions on the street, one on the left and the other on the right. It seemed that the two of them planned to stay here to buy time and opportunities for their other companions to evacuate.
These guerrillas all have rich experience in fighting the enemy and have seen blood on their hands, so no one is procrastinating and wasting time at this time. When other companions supported the wounded and turned to leave, the two guerrillas opened fire on the enemy, and the gunfire soon became intensive. At this moment, Tang Cheng, who was lying on the roof, could see clearly that these southern Sichuan guerrillas were good at shooting, especially their calm performance in the face of danger, which made Tang Cheng admire them.
The reaction speed of the southern Sichuan guerrillas is not slow, but this is Chongqing City, the current capital. If you shoot in a place like this, you will get yourself into big trouble. Tangcheng on the roof had just recited fourteen in his mind, when several policemen appeared at the intersection not far away. In the other direction of the street, the guerrillas who were eager to evacuate also exchanged fire with the plainclothes Central Command officers who were pursuing them.
Tang Cheng, who originally wanted to be a fisherman, had to change his plan at the last minute. He immediately took out the MP40 Charge QIA that Hans had given him when he was in Shanghai from his equipment bag.
g. First, he swept a shuttle at the intersection on the left where the exchange of fire was fierce. After temporarily suppressing the firepower of the Central Command at the intersection, he immediately shouted at the two guerrillas in the street below, telling them to retreat immediately.
Tangcheng's plan is very simple. At this time, if the firefight continues, these guerrillas will only be bitten by the Zhongtong people. The best way to evacuate is to leave this street as quickly as possible and make other plans later. Because of the appearance of Tangcheng, the Zhongtong plainclothes officers and police here at the street entrance were caught off guard. By the time they reacted, the two guerrillas who had just exchanged fire with them had already run away along the street.
