a few minutes ago.
"Bang...bang bang bang..."
Several gunshots were heard in the distance. Xu Enzeng's eyes lit up at the surveillance point. He quickly walked to the window and looked towards Elizabeth Hospital. He could vaguely see figures running around in panic in the inpatient building.
"Okay, let's begin."
He made a fist with his right hand and smashed the palm of his left hand. His face was full of excitement and excitement. This time the secret service headquarters was going to make a great contribution. He then picked up the microphone on the side to talk on the phone and gave instructions excitedly.
"Hey, Shi Zhenmei, immediately surround the hospital with Luoma and others, identify the people, don't let anyone go, remember not to leave anyone alive, if one person from the other party is alive, we are all in big trouble.
If today's operation is successful, the mistakes made by the Shanghai Railway Station will be wiped out. If it is not successful, you can find a place to commit suicide, or I can have someone help you commit suicide. Do you understand, let's do it. "
The threat in Xu Enzeng's words was very obvious. It seemed that he was determined to kill people and silence them. The results of more than 20 underground gangs were enough for him to give an explanation to the bald man and the Erchen brothers.
Zuo Zhong stood aside and watched coldly. After the guy hung up the phone, he took a picture of the list of insider cells: "Director Xu, there are only more than 20 people here. Where have the rest gone? Have they been exposed?"
Through Shi Zhenmei and Luo Ma's personal introduction last time, he knew that there were almost forty informants in the Guo Party. This did not match the number of people on site. He wondered if there would be any problems among them.
Once the matter of killing the traitor and taking credit for it was exposed, not only would the entire secret service headquarters be in trouble, but he himself, as the proposer, would also be unable to escape. The matter had to start quietly and end quietly.
Of course, if the incident really happened, Zuo Zhong could refuse to admit it. As the saying goes, there is no basis for what you say. Anyway, Lao Xu did not record it, and Wu Chunyang and other old subordinates also knew what to say and what not to say.
At that time, he will be a white lotus who was deceived by a shameless villain. He has some responsibility, but it will not be very big. Which party and state official dares to say that they have never been deceived by their subordinates. This is simply impossible.
Xu Enzeng heard the inquiry and nodded regretfully: "The others did not hide their identities and were executed by the underground party. Multiple channels have confirmed this, so there should be no problem.
It's a pity. If we can kill all these people, our contribution will be greater. Maybe the chairman of the committee will personally award you and me with honors. If the first and second departments work together to defeat the enemy, it will be a good talk if word spreads. "
Nice talk about your grandma.
This was Zuo Zhong's only thought after hearing this. Can you get medals indiscriminately? If you take too many, you will be nailed to the pillar of shame. The person named Xu is trying to harm people. As expected, dogs can't change their eating shit.
While the two were scheming, the insider cells took off their masks in a deserted area, took off their outermost clothes, revealing the second jacket underneath, and followed the crowd away in a panic.
This action only took them a few tens of seconds. It was a very standard camouflage technique. Because winter clothes are already bulky, wearing an extra layer will not attract others' attention, making it easier to change clothes quickly.
Summer is a bit more troublesome, requiring the assistance of a special double-sided coat, using two different colors to divert attention. Male intelligence officers can also choose to change into short shirts. The focus is on change.
If a female intelligence officer needs to change her appearance in an emergency, clothing stores and hair salons are the most suitable places to buy and take other clothes to put on her body to disguise herself.
In addition, the traitors also put on or took off hats, fake beards, and glasses, trying to change into another person in the shortest time, which proves that they have received professional intelligence training.
When a normal person observes another person, the first part he pays attention to is the facial contour, and the items on it can just disguise and cover up the previous appearance, but it is all in vain.
A female insider, wearing completely different clothes than when she came in, rushed out of the main entrance under the protection of hospital guards. She whispered thank you and joined the crowd, lowering her head and walking away.
As she walked, she breathed a sigh of relief. Although the Secret Service Headquarters had said that they would not send anyone to ambush or arrest her, if she was caught by the concession patrol, she would have to shed her skin even if she died. In short, there was nothing wrong with being careful.
"Da da da..."
The low-heeled leather shoes made crisp footsteps on the cement pavement. The female traitor held the Kun bag in front of her with both hands, blocking the weapons hidden behind the bag, and moved towards the planned retreat route.
After walking more than ten meters and seeing no one to intercept her, she slowed down her steps, thinking to herself that Captain Luo was indeed giving credit for his work. After Gong Zizai was eliminated, the organization would trust her more.
"Zhang Nanyan!"
Suddenly, a familiar voice came from not far away. The female traitor subconsciously wanted to turn around, but she quickly realized that this was her real name, and only her superiors and someone knew it.
She slowly turned in a certain direction and saw a joking Luoma and a dozen Fruit Party agents aiming their guns. The black muzzles did not look like they were acting, and she quickly shouted in horror.
"Don't drive..."
"Bang bang bang..."
The agent didn't wait for the other party to finish speaking, and calmly pulled the trigger. More than a dozen firelights lit up the streets of the concession at dusk. The huge gunfire covered up the shouts around him, and the scene fell silent.
"Ke~ke~"
Zhang Nanyan, who was in Luoma's mouth, was shot several times in an instant, and fell heavily to the cold ground, gasping for air. At the same time, he kept coughing out blood from his mouth, and his body began to twitch unconsciously.
She stared at the sky quietly, the look in her eyes getting darker and darker. Finally, she took a long breath, her chest gradually stopped rising and falling, and her whole body stopped struggling like a deflated balloon.
"Ah~"
Seeing someone actually killing someone in the street, the frightened passers-by just hated their parents for losing two legs, and fled for their lives screaming randomly. Agents surrounded him from all directions and pulled nets to search for the target.
"Replenish your guns and continue the clearing."
Ignoring the fleeing citizens, Luoma calmly issued the order. His eyes wandered around for a while before stopping on a man hiding at the door of a roadside shop, and then waved with a sneer.
"Do not kill me."
"Bang bang bang."
The main entrance of Elizabeth Hospital turned into a Shura field, gunshots kept ringing out, and the road was littered with the corpses of insider cells. One side was completely unprepared, and the other was waiting for work. The outcome was already doomed.
The people who came to eliminate Gong Zizai today all received news from the secret service headquarters. The other party told them to join the operation and make contributions to infiltrate the high-level underground party. Who could have imagined that this would happen.
The saddest thing is that these people thought that they were the only informants at the scene, and that being shot by the agents was purely a misunderstanding. They had no idea that their companions beside them were also traitors and fools.
At the back door, Shi Zhenmei was all smiles. Several inside cells had just been shot to death without any precautions. No one of our own personnel was killed or injured. It was a standard victory.
With the success of wiping out the underground party, and the secret help of Deputy Director Dai, his transfer to Jinling is just around the corner. Whoever wants to do the job of head of the Shanghai Station can do it, I won't serve him anymore.
He held a gun in one hand and shouted to the agents: "Search quickly. You have all seen the photos. If anyone is missed, Director Xu's moral... temper is not good, so everyone should take care of themselves."
"yes."
The expressions of the staff at the Shanghai Station changed. Their immediate boss was born in the year of the Dog. He would fall out whenever he wanted to, and he would show no mercy at all. If you work under such a person, you will lose at least ten years of your life.
After being frightened by Shi Zhenmei, the agents gave up the idea of underestimating the enemy. They searched for targets in the trembling crowd in groups of two and three, and the speed of elimination became faster and faster.
"Okay, okay."
At the surveillance point, Xu Enzeng stood at the window and watched condescendingly as his men slaughtered everyone. He was as happy as a fat man weighing more than 200 pounds. Every time an underground party traitor died, he would pat the window sill hard.
Zuo Zhong looked worried. He spent a lot of money to borrow this house. If the window was broken by this bastard, wouldn't the Secret Service have to pay for it? Thinking of this, he quickly stepped forward to block the other party.
"Director Xu, remember to pat your own legs when you get excited and don't damage other people's things. I counted more than 20 people below and found that so far, there are still two people who have not been found.
Do you need my help? The Secret Service still has some experience in finding people. People from the concession will be here at any time. Please complete the operation and retreat quickly to avoid any complications. "
He said and looked at his watch. Five minutes had passed since the first gunshot. This time was different from the shootout at the Baoji Hotel. There had been a mass murder in the downtown area, and the police would definitely come as fast as they could.
The nearest capture room is three kilometers away from the hospital. Counting the time spent on receiving news, organizing the team, collecting equipment, and traveling, the first batch of personnel from the concession will arrive in five minutes.
"Help? No need."
However, Xu Enzeng was full of confidence and said proudly: "They are just two small fishes that slipped through the net. Shi Zhenmei and Luoma can handle it without your intervention. Commissioner Zuo must trust them..."
"boom..."
"Bang bang bang..."
"Stationmaster!"
Several gunshots and shouts from the direction of the back door interrupted his bragging. Xu Enzeng was so shocked that he almost bit his tongue. What was going on? Why was someone calling the station master? What happened.
Zuo Zhong was a little gloating about his misfortune. The underground party was using a trick. Not only did they want to get rid of the traitors with the help of the party, but they also wanted to use a trap to do other things. I'm afraid Lao Xu would be extremely happy and sad.
Looking at the back door of Elizabeth Hospital, the agents lowered their guns and rushed towards Shi Zhenmei like crazy. The latter was leaning against the wall weakly, with blood spurting from his shoulders.
Just now they were searching for the target, and suddenly someone secretly shot at the station leader. Fortunately, everyone was vigilant, and the assassin was beaten into a sieve after just one shot. Otherwise, Shi Zhenmei would have been in danger.
Naturally, Luoma heard the movement at the back door. He was shocked at first, and then ecstatic. Compared with the head of the intelligence section of the headquarters who wanted to kill people, the head of the Shanghai Station was more attractive to a prince.
I would rather have a chicken head than a phoenix tail.
His tense nerves immediately relaxed. If he did this in normal times, it wouldn't be a big deal, but here was a battlefield. A man stood up in the sewer on the roadside and fired several shots in a row.
"Bang...bang..."
Sun Kai raised his gun and looked at the blood mist sprayed from the llama a few meters away, forming a rainbow in the last afterglow, with a relieved smile on his face, finally living up to his trust.
Mr. Li.
sorry.
"Bang bang bang."
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