The little spies of the Secret Service Section opened their mouths wide and stared blankly at the red-hot night sky, thinking to themselves, what the hell, what happened tonight.
First there was an explosion in the mysterious compound, and then the railways and highways were also bombed. It was even more lively than the Chinese New Year. What on earth did the attackers want to do?
Only a few smart people took a peek at the yard and guessed that there might be something important inside. They were cutting off traffic and blocking reinforcements.
What a big gesture,
Such arrogance.
How dare they make such a big noise near Harbin? The attackers are very courageous. Their behavior is very similar to those of the Anti-Japanese Alliance.
A small spy immediately asked Gao Bin for instructions on whether to arrest people at the explosion site. If the underground party could be caught, it would be a great achievement.
"No, let's go there."
Gao Bin narrowed his eyes and pointed to the mountainous area east of the Beiyin River: "After the enemy disrupts traffic, he will definitely choose to flee to avoid capture.
There are plains on the south, north, and west sides, or there may be garrisons there. It is impossible for the opponent to throw themselves into a trap. Only the Xiaoniujiao Ditch line is easy to hide. "
At this point, his tone became more and more certain: "Everyone, follow me. The underground party has been caught. Xinjing and the Police Department will not treat everyone badly."
"yes."
The traitors nodded in agreement, with excited faces, and followed Gao Bin to the mountains in the wind and snow, imagining the wonderful scene of promotion and wealth.
In the mountains a few miles away, three people were lying under a big pine tree. Two were anti-alliance personnel and the other was Xu Enzeng, who had just woken up.
They were arranged here by Zuo Zhong and Zhou Mingshan, responsible for responding to the two teams that destroyed roads and railways, and monitoring the surrounding situation.
Just because there is a Japanese patrol on the mountain, they must take action when they see something happening in Beiyin River. This is a hidden danger, and they must know the whereabouts of the other party.
In fact, when the first muffled sound was heard, the Kwantung Army in the watchtower moved, and a fully armed detachment quickly moved down the mountain.
After the explosion sounded again, the Japanese soldiers sped up again, and the light of the flashlight could be seen from a long distance away, which was very eye-catching.
"Wild boar? Wild boar!"
After discovering the enemy, one of the anti-alliance fighters pushed the livid-faced Xu Enzeng: "The enemy has moved. Let's follow him. You are on standby."
Without waiting for an answer, the two of them jumped up from the snow and quickly disappeared into the dark night. There was only the sound of rustling snowflakes in the dark forest.
Xu Enzeng watched them run away, his teeth clenching in his mouth, and he cursed Zuo, Ling Sanping and the underground party in his heart for being bastards.
Especially that Ling Sanping,
What a shame!
I stayed well in the hospital, just took a sip of the "special medicine" the other party brought, and when I opened my eyes again, I was already in the freezing mountain.
Is this something humans do? Ah, I took you to eat, drink and have fun. Is this how you treat me? Is there any morality left at all?
As for the underground party, they hit him on the head with rocks. This is in the Northeast. If we were in Jinling, I would shoot you all.
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became and wanted to curse, but when he opened his mouth, it affected the wound on his forehead. The severe pain almost sent Lao Xu away.
"hiss."
Xu Enzeng took a breath, and then his eyes turned red. He was a dignified director of the secret service headquarters, why did he end up in this situation.
His legs were lame, his head was swollen, and he was thrown into the snow. Is there anyone more unlucky than him in the country? All of this is due to that bastard Zuo Zhong.
Just wait, when I return to Jinling, I will report to the leader that you have secretly communicated with the underground party. Xu Enzeng's expression became ferocious.
Why? wrong.
He suddenly thought of something. Everyone in the Secret Service was working together, and he was the only one to follow the Anti-League action. If this matter were to spread...
md, Zuo has such vicious thoughts, Lao Xu understands, the other party has no good intentions in placing him here, despicable! Shameless! Obscene!
The hot eyes fell drop by drop on the snow, making several small craters. It was Agent Gou who suffered a big loss in silence, and Director Xu shed tears in Guandongbei.
Back to the underground laboratory,
With Lao Hei's unique skill of throwing grenades, Zuo Zhong's attack was overwhelming, and it didn't take long to eliminate more than a dozen guards.
But he was not happy. Instead, he asked some operators to leave the laboratory immediately, close the air-tight door at the flap and retreat into the secret passage.
Lao Hei questioned in confusion, now is a good time to take advantage of the victory and pursue the victory. If the people are withdrawn, the Japanese will have a chance to breathe.
Zuo Zhong didn't say much and kicked the small iron box on the guard's body on the ground: "Did you see that these people all carry gas masks with them.
According to the infantry drill of the Japanese army, this stuff will be distributed on a large scale only when they fire special bombs, that is, poison gas bombs.
I estimate that the devils will release poisonous gas at a critical moment. In order to avoid unnecessary casualties, those without masks must retreat. "
poison gas,
Gou Ri's devil.
Lao Hei frowned when he heard this, and quickly drove away a group of his men, and asked someone to notify Zhou Mingshan, who was careful not to fall into the Japanese's poisonous plan.
However, even if there are fewer manpower, the guards still cannot resist the joint attack of the Anti-League and the Secret Service, and the core area of the laboratory is in front of them.
Zuo Zhong also put on chemical protective clothing at this time. The sound of firefights and shouts around him suddenly seemed to be distant, and only the sound of breathing could be heard clearly.
The dim light above the head shines into the eyes through the lens of the mask, casting halos in the sight, making people want to wipe it away.
"Hoo~ho~ho~"
Zuo Zhong leaned against the wall with his gun, trying his best to slow down his breathing to avoid black vision due to lack of oxygen, which would be very dangerous in a battlefield with bullets flying everywhere.
The battle ahead became more and more intense, and the room could only be searched by the rear. He kicked open a door from the side and immediately hid aside.
The dark room was unusually quiet and there seemed to be no one there, but he did not dare to be careless and made a gesture of intrusion towards Ling Sanping and He Yijun.
The members of the Secret Service have all received simple indoor combat training and are more professional than the Anti-League fighters. It is very suitable for them to give this task to them.
"Follow me."
Zuo Zhong was the first to enter the house as the leading soldier, then raised his gun and moved to the left corner without even looking at whether there were enemies in front or behind him.
In such a small space, it is impossible for a single person to take care of all directions. You must trust your teammates and leave your back to the other party for protection.
Seeing Zuo Zhong enter, Ling Sanping entered the room second to control the right corner. His movements were skillful and his goals were clear. It was obvious that he had put in a lot of hard work.
Two years ago, during the training before the mission at the Six Nations Hotel, Zuo Zhong scolded him several times for his corner-cutting skills. Today, he finally showed his face.
The last person to enter was He Yijun. She controlled the center of the room with broken steps, and the Thomson in her hand swept over the cabinets and beds in the darkness from time to time.
This is the division of labor and cooperation in indoor operations. Zuo Zhong and Ling Sanping are responsible for opening up safe channels, and she is responsible for finding and solving threats.
Soon, she found a trembling female technician under a bed. Without any hesitation, she coldly pulled the trigger.
"Bang bang bang..."
Three bright lights flashed across the room, two shots to the body and one to the head. The opponent was killed on the spot, and his legs were twitching under the influence of bioelectricity.
After He Yijun finished shooting, he lowered the muzzle of the gun half an inch without even looking at the enemy he killed, and whispered to Zuo Zhong and the others: "Safe."
"continue."
Zuo Chong ordered in a cold voice that all the people in the laboratory must be killed to slow down the Japanese's ability to start over again. This was the only thing they could do.
It is unrealistic to make the enemy give up the development of chemical and bacteriological weapons research with a single destruction. If you can delay the opponent for one more day, you will win.
In this way, the anti-alliance personnel attacked the Japanese from the front, and the three people from the secret service searched the room in the back. The two sides cooperated very well.
As soon as they exerted their strength, the Japanese couldn't stand it anymore. After listening to the bad news from both sides, Ishikawa Kon finally made up his mind and gave the order gloomily.
"Release chlorine."
"Hai."
A man in a white coat nodded slightly, put on protective equipment with the surrounding Japanese soldiers, and then walked to a gas tank and turned the switch.
With a hissing sound, a stream of yellow-green gas quickly spread and floated in all directions along the corridor floor under the influence of the wind.
Chlorine, a simple substance formed from the chlorine element, is a highly toxic gas with a strong pungent odor. It is denser than air and soluble in water.
After being inhaled into the human respiratory tract, it will react with respiratory mucus to generate hydrochloric acid, which will seriously corrode the human respiratory tract and cause suffocation and death.
During the European War, the Germans used chlorine gas for the first time and annihilated a French infantry regiment in just five minutes. This was the Ypres gas battle.
"poison gas!"
Lao Shui, who was fighting at the front line, was the first to realize something was wrong. He immediately shouted to his comrades and put the gas mask on his head over his face.
It wasn't that he didn't abide by discipline. If he couldn't hear the sound when wearing a mask, how could he be a vanguard? Fortunately, he reacted in time and didn't inhale too much.
Seeing this scene, Lao Hei, who was in charge of the command, broke into a cold sweat. Thanks to the reminder from the Secret Service, otherwise they would have suffered a big loss.
This rough-looking man rolled his eyes and muttered something to the anti-union operatives, and then the gunshots of the attack gradually stopped.
Not only that, waves of blood-curdling screams rang out, as did Zhou Mingshan's side, and the pressure on the Japanese suddenly decreased.
"吆西."
Ishikawa Kon, who was wearing a gas mask, said proudly that although some enemies wore captured gas masks, some did not.
He didn't expect to finish off the opponent in one go. It was enough to interrupt the attacker's attacking rhythm. He raised his right hand and swung it forward forcefully.
"Strike out in one minute and kill all these resisters. I will hang their heads at the gate of Beiyin River, damn the Chinese."
The guards nodded in response, with smiles on their faces, and killed a group of enemies who were poisoned by poison gas. Your Excellency, Major, was giving them the opportunity to make meritorious deeds.
So within a minute, a dozen guards broke out into two teams and rushed out of the bunker, looking for traces of the enemy in the yellow-green mist.
Ishikawa Kon didn't stop him. He spread his legs and stood there holding the command knife, waiting for the end of the battle with the technicians in the laboratory.
Just when he was imagining how to torture the enemy leader, an extremely fierce submachine gun sound suddenly came from the front, and his face suddenly turned pale.
The enemy was just showing weakness,
You've fallen into a trap!
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