Time goes back to ten seconds ago.
Gui Youguang smashed the wooden window lattice of the target Yang Changqing's bedroom with an elbow. The other members of the action team immediately threw three flash bombs to suppress possible resistance in the house, and the cooperation was very tacit.
As the flash bomb collided with the ground and made a clanging sound, they put their hands on each other's shoulders and lowered their heads. The next second the explosion sounded, they suddenly raised their heads and held on to the window sill and leaped into the room.
"search."
After landing, Gui Youguang roared. He glanced at the room with the remaining light of the flash bomb and found that it was actually an outer room. There was a person lying on the bed next to the wall, and the target bed was in the inner room.
This made his heart sink. The more obstacles and the farther the distance, the worse the effect of the flash bomb. But it was too late to say anything. They could only use speed to make up for the lack of intelligence.
The agents also knew this, and rushed into the back room one by one regardless of their own safety. As long as they got close to the target, they were confident that they could control Yang Changqing within a few seconds, even if the opponent had a gun.
While walking, Gui Youguang pointed the Thomson in his hand at the unknown person on the bed outside and prepared to shoot. No matter who the person was and whether he was in danger or not, it was safest to kill someone in this situation.
But the moment he pulled the trigger, the person on the bed suddenly threw his quilt into the air, blocking the agents' observation sight, and at the same time, he jumped up and jumped over.
"Walk."
Facing the attack, Gui Youguang said one word and ordered his men to arrest the people. He opened fire without hesitation, and the powerful millimeter bullet flew out of the gun chamber and passed through the quilt, bringing up a ball of cotton wool.
He is not a fool. No matter how sharp his fighting skills are in close combat, he cannot match modern weapons. Otherwise, why would pistols and submachine guns be invented? Hand-to-hand combat is only a last resort.
"Da da da...."
Thomson's actual rate of fire was as high as 700 rounds per minute. All 30 bullets in the magazine were fired in just 2.5 seconds, and the golden bullet cases instantly flowed all over the floor.
This process sounds very slow, but in fact, in the blink of an eye, the bed outside is less than 5 meters away from where Gui Youguang is standing. It only takes 2 to 3 seconds for an adult to run at full strength.
So after the bullet was fired, he did not reload the ammunition. Instead, he swung the submachine gun directly behind him, took out the dagger from his waist, ducked and left his original position to prepare for close combat.
He thought very clearly that this person was able to stay vigil outside the target's house and was so skilled. He must be Yang Changqing's confidant bodyguard. He didn't choose to shoot just now because he didn't have any firearms around him.
This is easy to understand. Unless their cover status permits, they are performing missions or preparing to evacuate, latent intelligence personnel will not carry weapons with them in life, which can easily lead to exposure.
More importantly, although guns were rampant in the Republic of China, the question is where this place is, it is the capital. It is not strange for a businessman to have a bodyguard, but having a bodyguard carrying a gun is too conspicuous.
Then how could the opponent protect Yang Changqing if he didn't have a gun? Any fool would know that it was a cold weapon and it would be too late to reload. One moment and another, now a dagger is more practical than a gun.
Just as Gui Youguang thought, he left with his front legs, and a cold light swept over him from his back legs. If he hadn't left, he would have been disemboweled by now. The enemy was definitely a master of action.
To be disrespectful, he pushed forward with his feet, raised the dagger upwards, and swung the dagger several times at the place where people might be standing around Han Guang, and then several metal collision sounds were heard.
"Dang...dang...dang..."
Several sparks lit up in the darkness. Within a second, Gui Youguang and Yang Changqing's bodyguards exchanged blows three times. The air was filled with a faint smell of blood.
Touching the torn coat on his lower abdomen, he calmly turned his ears to listen to the movement in the room, excluding the noise in the inner room, when a heavy breathing sound appeared not far in front of him.
The opponent was injured, and an idea arose in Gui Youguang's mind. What to do at this time, of course, is to kill him while he is sick. He moved his shoulder, approached the enemy, and moved the dagger diagonally from top to bottom.
This action is very vicious. The purpose is to attack the throat or head and other vital parts, and strive to remove the enemy's combat effectiveness as quickly as possible. It is a commonly used cold weapon fighting technique in the military.
However, Yang Changqing's bodyguard was not a vegetarian. Feeling the whistling sound coming from above his head, he subconsciously raised the dagger to block his temple, and the weapons of both sides collided again.
"clang..."
Gui Youguang's moves were old. Logically speaking, he should retreat and prepare for the next attack, but that was not his character. Unexpectedly, he took another step forward and pressed down the dagger with his right hand.
The other party didn't expect him to do this. He was caught off guard and his body shook. The two daggers made a tooth-piercing friction sound, and the sharp blades were about to stop at the man's neck.
Before Yang Changqing's bodyguard could breathe a sigh of relief, the unforgiving Gui Youguang twisted his body, raised his left arm, and silently ran towards the opponent's throat with his hard elbow.
At this moment, the agent in the back room shouted the word "control", and the corners of his mouth slightly raised. Since the target had been captured, there was no need for him to continue playing with this guy, and it could be over.
"Click..."
The crisp sound of bones breaking resounded in the quiet room. A tall body fell to the ground. The dust on the ground was stirred up, drifted out of the broken window with the wind, and slowly flew into the air.
Gui Youguang observed for a few seconds, retracted the dagger and inserted it into the scabbard, then pulled out his spare pistol and fired two shots at the corpse, one to the head and one to the chest to ensure the death of the enemy.
Only then did he have time to look at the other person's appearance, took out a flashlight and lit it, and a familiar face appeared in front of him. Sure enough, it was Yang Changqing's driver and bodyguard Ada.
He is a master,
Unfortunately, I followed the wrong person.
Feeling sorry for his opponent, he stepped into the back room and revealed his identity as he walked. When the agents heard that the team leader was coming, they put down their weapons and someone turned on the light.
Raising his hand to cover the dazzling light, Gui Youguang saw two people lying on the ground, a man and a woman. He walked to the man and pulled his hair to look, only to see Yang Changqing's mouth was gagged and he kept whimpering.
The man is Yang Changqing, and the woman is the other party's wife. Most of the goals of this operation have been completed. The other personnel of the Yang family are in charge of support personnel, and there is no need for the operation team to do anything else.
"Bring it back, cover."
Gui Youguang let go of his hand and said to his subordinates that they must remain highly vigilant before sending the person to the detention center. No one knows whether the other party has any back-up plans, and they must leave this place as soon as possible.
When the members of the action team heard the order, four people immediately stood up and set up the two targets. The remaining people automatically dispersed to take charge of the security. The group quickly returned to the wall where they entered.
Prisoner capture training is the focus of the Secret Service's training. The agents climbed up the wall with ease and with the help of their colleagues, they sent Yang Changqing and his wife outside the wall. Their mission ended successfully.
"Woo~~Woo~~"
The wailing sound of the Jinling Police Department police car stopped in the distance, but it did not approach the scene. Perhaps it was blocked by the surrounding blockade personnel, or perhaps it was prepared to wait until the fighting here was completed before coming to wash the floor.
In short, these losers have never disappointed people. Zuo Zhong at the surveillance point told Gu Qi his evaluation with a smile, and Gu Qi laughed immediately after hearing this.
"Deputy Director, what you said is very apt. When it comes to saving lives, the National Police Agency, Xu Enzeng and the Special Agent Headquarters are all very bright, but they don't know that sometimes the more afraid of death, the faster they die."
"Well, that's a good thing."
As Zuo Zhong spoke, he stretched out his hand and pushed open the window of the surveillance point. He was greeted by the hot summer breeze of Jinling. A group of spies from outside rushed into the Yang Mansion like wolves and tigers, and screams rang out.
In the chaos, he saw the action team escorting two hooded men into a car and driving into the distance, so he slowly turned around and looked at Song Minghao and Wu Jingzhong standing at the side.
"I will leave Yang Changqing's employees and related persons to you. Bring them all back to the office. I will investigate them one by one. If there are any questions, they will be detained directly. Do not let go of any doubts."
After saying that, he looked at Gu Qi: "Let's go, let's go back to our place. Gui Youguang will take the person back. Chunyang should also have gained something. We must seize the time to start the interrogation. Time waits for no one."
"Yes, Deputy Director."
Gu Qi nodded and followed quickly. Just leave the rest of the work to Song Minghao and Wu Jingzhong. They are a deputy director and an intelligence section chief. There is no need to leave them here to increase pressure on the people below.
Half an hour later, the two of them rushed back to Hong Gong Temple. The secret service was very busy. Prison cars drove into the compound one after another, and a large number of suspects were pulled out of the cars by the special agents.
Due to the shortage of manpower, the on-duty staff from the General Affairs Department and Telecommunications Department also consciously went downstairs to help. Place A had not been so lively for a long time, and everyone's faces were full of excitement and excitement.
It looks like this is a big case.
Big cases are good, the bigger the better.
As the saying goes, you can only rely on the mountains and rivers to make money. Only when you have cases can you make money, and only when you have cases can you make contributions. You can't survive in Jinling, where prices are rising day by day, just on the little military pay on your head.
In the parking lot next to it, Wu Chunyang and Shen Dongxin were counting the number of people on the move. They saw Zuo Zhong's special car approaching and rushed to greet it. Wu Chunyang opened the back seat door and saluted.
"Deputy Director, all the suspicious officials involved in the death of 15 officials have been brought back. There was no exchange of fire during the period. I handed the scene to the police department to guard, and we will investigate later."
"Well, you should be careful about the other party taking advantage of others."
Zuo Zhong got out of the car and said, he didn't believe in the integrity of Bai Wenzhi's subordinates. To be precise, he didn't think they had any integrity, so he had to sound the alarm on them from time to time.
"Don't worry. The entrances and exits are all sealed and marked. If they dare to open them without permission, they will leave traces. How will the interrogation be conducted?" Wu Chunyang lowered his head slightly and asked for instructions.
"No rush, let these pampered officials calm down first. The confession can be postponed. The three of you will follow me and interrogate Yang Changqing immediately to see what this big boss will say."
A trace of worry flashed across Zuo Zhong's brows, and he added: "This person's identity is not simple. There must be many external interference factors. In order to avoid long nights and dreams, the case must be opened as soon as possible."
Gu Qi, Wu Chunyang and Shen Dongxin understood what he meant. In the Republic of China, getting rich was inseparable from official support. The people behind Yang Changqing knew that the other party had been arrested, so they would definitely come forward to fish for him.
One or two people were fine, but if it was a group of people, the pressure on the secret service office would be great. Thinking of this, the three of them unconsciously speeded up their steps and strode towards the detention center.
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