"Click~Click~"
Gao Bin led his men through the knee-deep snow and climbed up a hill. When they were halfway up the mountain, they held on to a big tree and gasped for breath.
A fat person would be tired from walking, let alone rushing through wind and snow. Coupled with the heavy fur coat on his body, he almost collapsed on the road.
Seeing that the chief could no longer walk, the little spies also took the opportunity to stop and rest. One of them walked to a big pine tree and unfastened his belt and started to drain the water.
Stimulated by the sound of rushing water, people who didn't want to urinate suddenly felt their stomachs swell, and one after another they contributed to the greening.
Gao Bin rested for a while to catch his breath. He also stood under the big tree, solving personal problems while giving instructions to a few of his confidants who came closer.
"As soon as you distance yourself along the ridgeline, shoot me when you see someone, regardless of whether you hit or not, and immediately move closer to others after shooting.
Today's matter is not trivial. Although the road is blocked, the Japanese from Harbin and Toadkeng Village will arrive sooner or later. We must do something.
In addition, as everyone knows, the Secret Service Section has been short of a deputy section chief of Manchu nationality. If I can be appointed, I will never forget you brothers. "
"Yeah, Chief."
"Just take a look."
"no problem."
The spies knew in their hearts that it didn't matter whether they could catch someone or not. Showing their attitude was the key. They couldn't let the Japanese feel that they had done nothing.
That compound is full of Kwantung troops. When the time comes to investigate, as slaves and dogs, they are likely to be pushed out as scapegoats.
Of course, it would be better if you can make a contribution, provided that you can survive the Anti-Union gunfire. Everyone present has different thoughts and plans.
After talking, the group continued to walk to the top of the mountain. After a long time, a ball of snow next to the pine tree trembled slightly, and then a person emerged.
"Niang Xipi!"
Xu Enzeng was angry and afraid. He was angry that these traitors dared to urinate on his head, and he was afraid that he was almost discovered by them.
If he fell into the hands of the Secret Service Section, it would be difficult for him to die quickly. The Japanese would definitely squeeze him out before they gave up. Even if he surrendered, it would be useless.
Did you say that you have recruited them all? It is impossible. No matter how cooperative the prisoner is, he will have to go through the interrogation room. This is what the secret service headquarters does.
However, it was an unexpected surprise to be able to overhear the secret agent's arrangements. In the future, when he returns to Jinling to pay tribute, who would dare to say that Xu Enzeng is a waste.
Must report.
But my legs...
Xu Enzeng looked at his right leg that was in plaster. After hesitating for a moment, he made up his mind and climbed down the mountain with both hands. The man must be cruel to himself.
He was able to become the director of the secret service headquarters not only because of Er Chen's support, but also because he had certain abilities. Unfortunately, he met Dai Chunfeng and Zuo Zhong.
In the wind and snow,
A fat guy went up the mountain, and a fat guy came down the mountain. The two just passed by each other. Even Zuo Zhong didn't expect this unexpected situation.
But even if he knew, he wouldn't care. He has no time to care about the bad relationship between the two fat men now, because the battle has reached the most critical moment.
Lao Hei took advantage of the Japanese's blind confidence in the effect of chlorine gas and taught the guards who came to take advantage of it a profound lesson, causing heavy casualties to the other side.
How powerful a dozen Thompsons with 100-round drum magazines would be, the corpses on the floor in the corridor gave everyone an answer.
"kill!"
Taking advantage of his illness to kill him, Lao Hei knew this truth. After firing the bullets in the gun, he put on a new drum and stood up and shouted one word loudly.
After shouting, he was the first to rush out and attack the last fire point. The others roared and followed after him.
They all had a bloody feud with the Japanese, and they were naturally unwilling to be outdone if they had the chance to take revenge. During the charge, everyone silently recited the names of their dead relatives.
Parents, friends, lovers.
different titles,
The same is the unforgettable hatred.
Ishikawa Kon looked at the figure getting closer and closer, and understood that it was time for His Majesty Tian Locust to sacrifice his life. He raised his command sword high and let out a desperate howl.
"It's been a long time since I've had a black card!"
"Bang bang bang..."
Zuo Zhong, Zhou Mingshan, Lao Hei, Wu Chunyang, etc., everyone present pulled the trigger at the same time, pouring revenge bullets on him.
Dozens of blood mist bloomed on the executioner's head and chest. The laboratory technicians on the side had pale faces and all collapsed on the ground.
Only two female technicians, perhaps desperate for survival, suppressed the fear in their hearts and started posing in front of the operators.
"Clear."
Zuo Zhong calmly gave instructions to his men. The people of the Resistance Alliance were disciplined and could not kill prisoners casually after the battle, but they didn't.
The wildfires never burn out, and the spring breeze blows again. Why don't you kill these evil-doing beasts and keep them for the New Year? The Secret Service does not need any survivors for this operation.
There was another burst of gunfire, and the bullet casings continued to fall to the ground, making crisp and clear collision sounds. Even Zheng Tingbing came out to play a drum.
This is not only for merit, but also for the name of the party. Everyone is fighting side by side with the underground party. If he doesn't do it, it is easy for an "accident" to happen.
"Thanks."
Zhou Mingshan came to Zuo Zhong and looked at the body. He expressed his gratitude in a very small voice. There were some things they couldn't do but the other party could.
The reason lies in his identity. It is so normal for a brutal Fruit Party agent to kill prisoners. It would be strange not to kill them. No one can find fault in this matter.
"Little things, little things."
Zuo Zhong understood his difficulty, and after speaking he discussed softly: "The battle is not over yet, we have to rescue the imprisoned human experiment victims.
Brother Gun, except for Woodpecker, everyone else on my side is following you. We need to fight quickly. The Japanese troops in Toad Hollow Village will arrive soon.
In addition, I always keep my word, and I always keep my word. You pick out the technical information you find first, and both parties will keep a copy. "
Are you an honest agent?
hehe.
Zhou Mingshan raised his eyebrows and made a condition: "Yes, but my people must be present, just Lao Hei, you just had a great time working together.
It’s not that I don’t believe you, it’s just that what your party has done in the past is unconvincing. I hope we can have a happy cooperation this time, how about it? "
"Okay, I agree."
Zuo Zhong had no intention of playing tricks on the information and letting Guo Dang and Baldhead master bacterial weapons. This was absolutely impossible to do.
Weapons of mass destruction are not scary. What is scary is that weapons of mass destruction are in the hands of a madman, and someone is a standard madman.
It is safest for both parties to keep the information separately like this. He gave an explanation to the above and prevented a possible tragedy.
"Okay, let's go rescue people."
Zhou Mingshan nodded after hearing this, and left the underground laboratory with most of the operators. The exit here was already under the control of the Anti-League.
The next battle will not waste too much time. Although there are many enemies left in Beiyin River, the defensive facilities are all facing outside the high wall.
The operatives attacked from the inside out. As long as they destroyed the cells where the human experiment victims were held, they could retreat without having to fight the Japanese.
"Let's take action too."
Watching his comrades go to kill the Japanese, Lao Hei was a little unhappy and said to Zuo Zhong in a deep voice. Next to him stood Lao Shui, who had been a bandit for many years.
The gang is most prone to internal strife when dividing the spoils, which is somewhat similar to the current situation. Zhou Mingshan made this arrangement to borrow the other party's experience.
"please."
Zuo Zhong raised his hand to indicate that he and Ling Sanping were walking in front. They randomly found a laboratory and walked in, quickly looking for paper documents with writing on them.
The essence of bacterial weapons research is biological experiments, which follow the three most basic principles, namely control of variables, control and repetitive experiments.
If you want to get the desired strains and research results, you need to constantly compare, experiment, and record. There are no shortcuts.
This resulted in a lot of information in the basement. Ling Sanping's job was to pick out the valuable parts and destroy the rest on the spot.
"Measurement of Plague Transmission Effect."
"Basic Examination of Spreading in Rain."
.....
He quickly browsed through the documents, repeating the titles in his mouth, putting the important ones aside alone, and throwing the unimportant ones on the ground.
Zuo Zhong and others were not idle either. They collected information everywhere and sent it to him. However, as they searched and searched, everyone's anger could no longer be suppressed.
In the Japanese laboratories and dormitories, they saw many photos and specimens, which recorded countless crimes.
The Kwantung Army's water supply and epidemic prevention troops used the Chinese people known as "Ma Lu Da" as guinea pigs to conduct experiments, and there was no trace of humanity at all.
For example, these beasts often remove human organs while people are still alive, and the victims can only watch the process of their own death.
The Japanese army would also freeze people's arms in extremely cold air, and then pour hot water on them to test whether they could completely remove the skin.
There is also the so-called maternal love experiment, which involves putting a mother and child in a gas chamber to see what the mother would do in order to study human psychology.
"Beast! Beast!"
An anti-Union fighter suffered a nervous breakdown. He rushed to a corpse and fired all the bullets from his submachine gun. He continued to pull the trigger until he was knocked unconscious.
Zuo Zhong's mind was also a little groggy. He walked into a room full of test tubes with an expressionless face and looked up somewhere through the corridor light.
I saw a row of large glass bottles, some of which contained babies at different stages of growth, and some of which contained the heads of men, women, and children with painful expressions.
"child...."
At this time, Lao Shui, who followed him in, gritted his teeth, couldn't help but shed tears in his eyes, and held the weapon tightly in his hand.
These babies reminded Lao Shui of his own grandson, who was also this old and was killed by the Japanese. He was in a trance and almost fainted.
Zuo Zhong did not comfort the other person, but just watched quietly. He stayed there for an unknown amount of time, then turned around to leave, his eyes sweeping across the ground.
glass shards?
glass shards!
His body stiffened instantly, and there was a hint of coldness on his back. This was a bacterial weapons base. What bacteria would have been in the glassware before?
Typhoid? Or the plague? Or cholera? It's possible that he can't stay here any longer, he shouted at the confused Lao Shui.
"Get out quickly."
"There's a leak!"
Lao Shui slowly turned his head when he heard the sound and walked behind him numbly. When he reached the door, Lao Shui suddenly pushed Zuo Zhong out and closed the door.
Zuo Zhong reacted quickly, rolled on the ground, turned around and pointed his gun at the opponent, wanting to see what the old bandit was going to do.
"Feel sorry."
Lao Shui in the room shook his head and pointed to his sleeve through the glass. There was a small hole on it, which should have been caused by a stray bullet.
After saying these two words, he returned to the row of glass bottles, pulled a chair and sat down, took off his gas mask and hummed a Kanto tune.
"It's late and the moon is directly in the east, and the stars are shining all over the sky.
There was a little baby in the room and I felt sad for a while.
What a pity and pitiful thing.
What's the pity?
Poor Japanese ghosts, they kill people without blinking an eye.
No matter old or young,
The killing is complete. "
The singing became louder and louder, seeming to pass through the dark corridors, through the fertile and thick land, and float in the sky above this white mountain and black water.
－－－－－－Digression－－－－－
The last part is a tune played by two people. If you are interested, please record a message and contact me or post it in the comments. When I checked the information, I saw a lot of tragic stories, which made me feel a little uncomfortable.
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