Zuo Zhong stood on the stairs and made a shooting gesture to the female agent, and then counted down two numbers with his fingers, indicating that she would take action two seconds after he fired.
Fortunately, the teaching level of the special training class was very good and the quality of the personnel was also high. The female agent immediately understood and approached the door little by little with a gun.
Returning to the window, Zuo Zhong adjusted his breathing and shouted in his heart that I will be a good man again after eighteen years. Then he suddenly dodged and fired all seven bullets.
There was a sudden attack, and four men in police uniforms were in a panic, looking for cover in a panic.
To be honest, Zuo Zhong's marksmanship was really bad. In such a close-range sneak attack, he only knocked down one person and injured another.
However, Zuo Zhong was not the only one who shot, he also had helpers.
The female agent did not move after Zuo Zhong's gunfire. Instead, she waited until the gunman's attention was on the second floor and suddenly made a sideways attack from the gate. The remaining gunman didn't even see anyone and went straight to the King of Hell.
Before Zuo Zhong could take a breath, there was a loud bang at the back door. Maybe the gunfire from the front door stimulated the gunman at the back door, and the other party started to attack.
Fortunately, Zuo Zhong heard Wu Chunyang's PPK firing one after another. He should be shooting to suppress the opponent, so the situation was not too bad.
"Refill the gun while you're still alive, I'll go to the back door to help." Zuo Zhong didn't look at the results of the battle downstairs, and jumped down the stairs in two or two steps, shouting to the female agent.
He couldn't help but worry. After the first wave of firefights, Wu Chunyang's tone was wrong. He must have been injured, but when Zuo Zhong arrived at the back door, he was still shocked.
With blood all over the floor, Wu Chunyang was sitting on the ground, leaning against the wall, and facing the back door aisle with the PPK in his hand tremblingly.
"I'll die without you." Zuo Zhong held a gun in his left hand on guard, and grabbed Wu Chunyang's collar with his right hand and pulled him towards the living room.
"It's okay, section chief, a ricochet hit his leg. Damn it, so unlucky." Wu Chunyang was shot in the leg, his face turned pale.
Zuo Zhong tore off a piece of cloth from his body and gave him an emergency bandage. This saved the guy from losing too much blood. It looked like he had to go to the hospital. Zuo Zhong estimated that he had been hit in an artery.
After bandaging, he found a new magazine on Wu Chunyang and loaded it into his gun, and then picked up Wu Chunyang's gun. Both of his magazines had been used up in the two waves of firefights.
Zuo Zhong swore that he would never go out without loading seven or eight magazines.
The tiles on the floor were covered in blood, sticky and a little slippery. Zuo Zhong could only lean against the wall, kneel on one knee, and glanced down the aisle.
Sure enough, the other party took the opportunity to come in. There were five people. When they saw Zuo Zhong showing up, they immediately shot and suppressed him.
"Pa bang bang..."
"Damn it, it's Zilaide." Zuo Zhong wiped the cement powder from his face and cursed.
Zuo Zhong was heavy, but the ammunition was abundant and the firepower was fierce. The wall was hit with powder flying everywhere. The other party was also a veteran in action. They took turns to shoot to suppress Zuo Zhong. Zuo Zhong had no chance to shoot.
Zuo Zhong's face was heavy, and the boat capsized in the gutter. Could it be that his journey to the Republic of China was about to end now? Zuo Zhong was very reluctant, but who would have thought that he would encounter a murderous gunman when he went out.
Zuo Zhong regretted not bringing heavy firepower. If he had known about this situation, he could have borrowed a cannon and blasted these bastards to death.
If I survive this time, I will bring a machine gun with me when I go out from now on, for sure!
At this time, Wu Chunyang, who was lying on the side, said feebly: "Section, section chief, I have a flash bomb in my pocket."
"Dash, flash for what?"
Until many years later, Zuo Zhong couldn't figure out why you, a driver, would bring a flash bomb when you accompany your boss to meet a girl. Is this reasonable?
Of course, Zuo Zhong had no other thoughts now. He just wanted to give Wu Chunyang a good kiss to save his life.
Taking out the flash bomb from his pocket, Zuo Zhong did not hesitate, pulled out the safety pin, and threw it into the aisle with his backhand.
"Bang buzz~~~~"
There was a loud noise, and Zuo Zhong finally realized that throwing flash bombs through the window in the movie was a lie.
Although it was not as powerful as the flash bombs of later generations, the one produced by Jinling Arsenal insisted on it. A burst of bright light and shock waves made Zuo Zhong feel like his internal organs were about to pop out.
Zuo Zhong was like this across the corner, and the gunmen in the corridor were even worse. They were preparing to kill people happily, but when they didn't pay attention, they threw a small thing out, and then nothing happened.
Zuo Zhong suppressed his discomfort, leaned out and fired with both guns, making the five gunmen dance. The power of PPK was not great, but at a distance of only a few meters, no matter how small the power, it would still be fatal.
After calling it a day, Zuo Zhong suddenly relaxed and leaned against the wall. The adrenaline had worn off and now he felt like his whole body was falling apart. He must have just hit something.
What to do in this situation, of course, is to light up a cigarette like Brother Ma.
Zuo Zhong held a cigarette in his mouth and found a few bullets from himself and Wu Chunyang. He wanted to put them into the magazine, but his hands were covered with coagulated blood, which made the bullets sticky. He couldn't put them in even after a long time. Go in.
The danger has not passed yet. Who knows if the opponent has a reserve team? Zuo Zhong angrily threw the bullet into his mouth, took it out after moistening it, and finally loaded the bullet.
vomit.
Zuo Zhong overestimated himself a little. The smell of blood made his head hurt, and he almost vomited it out. Zuo Zhong told himself over and over again that it was still very dangerous. Finally, his desire to survive defeated his physiological reaction, and his mood slowly calmed down.
After waiting for a long time, there was no sound from the front and back doors.
The female agent cautiously called out: "Section Chief, are you okay?"
Zuo Zhong swallowed: "It's okay, continue to be vigilant." After saying that, he looked at Wu Chunyang again and found that he was much better now and had completely fainted.
Zuo Zhong thought he was hit in an artery before, but now it seems that it was a vein. After bandaging, his face looked much better. Fainting was just a normal reaction.
"Ding dong, sign in randomly and get energy potion +5."
Zuo Zhong was angry. Where was the bullshit system just now? If Wu Chunyang hadn't brought the flash bomb, he would have been finished.
There are other energy potions, don’t lie to yourself, it’s just an enhanced version of Red Bull. The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and Zuo Zhong almost cried.
Their system has all kinds of magical skills to choose from, and worst of all, it is a technology that is beyond the times. What about you? A useless cell phone, a small space, and a few bottles of Red Bull.
"Damn, I want to see how that bullshit energy potion is." Zuo Zhong secretly took out a bottle with a dark face.
After one sip, he knew he was wrong. A wonderful feeling exploded in the cavity, like an ice spring in summer or a hot spring in winter.
"It tastes great."
Zuo Zhong found that he was still too young. Sure enough, the system was still the same. After drinking the energy potion, Zuo Zhong, who had been sore just now, felt much more comfortable now. What a good thing!
The bullshit system was finally working hard. Zuo Zhong was really afraid that the system would only give him electronic waste, and there was no place to change the basin even if he wanted to.
"Brother Zuo, do you want me to come over and help you bandage? I've learned from this." He Yijun heard the gunfire stopped and wanted to come out and help.
Zuo Zhong hurriedly advised her, fearing that he would miss the mark: "Miss He, go back quickly, there might be a gunman."
He Yijun didn't say much and shrank back again. She knew Zuo Zhong was doing this for her own good.
"Ouch, ouch, ouch."
Just like in the movie, things were over. At this time, the sirens finally sounded outside, and Ula's screams were like mourning, which made Zuo Zhong feel upset again.
There must be something wrong with the Jinling Police Station. These bastards, the previous murder of the cook was considered a suicide by them, and obvious clues were ignored by them.
Now there are more than a dozen gunmen in police uniforms causing trouble in Jinling. Do you really think that you are a fool? Zuo Zhong gritted his teeth.
"Quickly, surround us. People inside, listen, we are from the Jinling Police Department, put down your weapons!"
The noise outside was very obscene. Zuo Zhong believed that it was the police from the real police station. He didn't want to deal with these losers. Who knew if there was a sudden cold shooting inside.
Zuo Zhong shouted at the top of his lungs: "I am Zuo Zhong, the chief of the Investigation Section of the Secret Service. There were fake policemen attacking us just now. Please notify the Secret Service immediately. If you continue to talk nonsense about military law!"
The obscene shouting suddenly stopped, and then I heard the chaos outside. Who doesn't know the reputation of the Secret Service? Now that section chief is being attacked, and I don't know how many people are about to be killed.
As time passed, more and more people were outside, including military police, garrison troops, secret service headquarters, spectators, and reporters. It felt like everyone in Jinling City was here.
Only the people from the Secret Service haven't arrived yet. It's not that they don't care about Zuo Zhong, but they simply don't believe those nonsense.
Less than a moment after the gun battle, all kinds of news in the Secret Service spread all over the place, and it was very strange. Dai Chunfeng was randomly shot to death, and several section chiefs were blown up with bombs.
Even the phone call from the police station was ignored. The agent who answered the phone didn't see Zuo Zhong leave at all, thinking that Section Chief Zuo was still in the office.
In the end, Chen Gongshu heard the news and came to tell Zuo Zhong, but he searched around and couldn't find Zuo Zhong. Song Minghao also said that Zuo Zhong only took Wu Chunyang out.
Only then did everyone feel that the situation was not good. They gathered together and reported after reporting. Dai Chunfeng almost fainted when he found out.
Now Zuo Zhong is his number one general. If something happens, what will others think? You, Dai Chunfeng, can't even protect your own students, who would be willing to sacrifice their lives for you.
Under Dai Chunfeng's order, spies, big and small, arrived at the scene in various means of transportation, with faces filled with bitterness and hatred.
Seeing that everyone in the Secret Service was acting like their own mother had died, everyone present took a deep breath, wondering if Dai Chunfeng was really dead.
It wasn't until Dai Chunfeng appeared in a hurry that everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Now that the Chairman is supervising the southwest war in Nanchang, if he knew that his confidant was dead, something big would really happen.
Under the protection of several secret agents, Dai Chunfeng came to the door and shouted hurriedly: "Shen Zhong, I am Dai Chunfeng, how are you?" He thought that nothing would happen, nothing would happen.
When Zuo Zhong heard that Dai Chunfeng was coming, he knew he was finally safe. Zuo Zhong fell to the ground in a panic. Suddenly, he insisted on sitting up again and wiped the blood on the ground on his face and body.
Then he lay down and shouted: "Virgin, I'm fine. There were several gunmen at the front door and inside the house. They attacked the witness He Yijun, but we shot him dead."
After hearing that everything was fine, several agents entered the door first, exchanged identity information with the female agent, and checked the situation in the room again.
Finally, Dai Chunfeng led the large troops in with confidence. Chen Gongshu protected Dai Chunfeng, jumping up and down like a monkey, looking at Zuo Zhong with black lines all over his head.
Dai Chunfeng ignored the others and led them directly to Zuo Zhong.
At first sight, everyone was shocked. Leaning against the wall was Wu Chunyang, who seemed to be dead, while Zuo Zhong was lying on his lap covered in blood.
Well, Zuo Zhong found that the ground was really too cold, so he had to work hard to get off Wu Chunyang. Anyway, he was fainted and unconscious.
"Shenzhu, my good student, I am the teacher, you have suffered!"
Dai Chunfeng had tears in his eyes. It was not easy for him as a student. He had just seen corpses at the door and in the hallway. He really didn't know how Zuo Zhong survived.
