My years of espionage

Chapter 407 Gunfire Night (Please Subscribe and Request Tickets)

"Team leader, a patrol team is here." Ahu, who was in charge of security, ran over and reported to Lu Xingge.

"Go and have a look." Luxingo left with several agents.

Two minutes later, Lu Xingge returned to report the situation to Zheng Lijun.

"Patrol, how many people?"

"About twenty, it looks like it's a redhead." Lu Xingge said, "It should be attracted by the sound of sawing locks."

At this moment, there was a burst of cheers, and the two iron locks were sawed open by the hacksaw.

"Xing Ge, you lead someone to block the red-headed San, and you must buy enough time for the brothers to move the supplies."

"Yes." Lu Xingge saluted, and led his men to greet him.

"Platoon Leader Cao, when the gunshots rang out, the patrol room will definitely send reinforcements. Let's act according to the predetermined plan." Zheng Lijun found the platoon leader of the National Army who was accompanying the team and said.

"Captain Zheng, don't worry, the enemy won't break through our line of defense unless all our troops die in battle." Platoon Leader Cao said with a firm expression. Expendables of action.

Ahmedabad led his men, stumbling around.

These guys are all drunk.

Hearing his subordinates report that there was a strange noise in the warehouse of the Japanese Sanyou Trading Company, he hadn’t planned to come over, but, thinking of the benefits that the Japanese gave in private, the most important thing is that Ahmedabad thought of the Japanese gift. My North Korean woman hesitated again and again, but she still led the team to take a look.

As we approached the warehouse, we heard a noise coming from inside.

Ahmedabad felt a drumbeat in his heart. It seems that there are quite a few thieves who came to steal the warehouse.

However, he looked at more than 20 men with live ammunition, and he became more courageous.

In the foreign concession, there were mobs who dared to attack police officers, but there had never been any thugs who dared to attack a group of heavily armed police officers.

"Guys, here is a chance to make money." Ahmedabad shouted to his subordinates, "Catch these thieves, and the Japanese will reward you a lot."

This remark caused cheers from a group of subordinates.

At this moment, gunshots erupted.

Ahmedabad was so frightened that he lay down on the ground, turned his head to look, and saw that seven or eight of his subordinates had been knocked down. The surviving subordinates panicked and lay on the ground intelligently, with headless flies Generally running around, yelling in terror.

"Enemy attack!"

"Mom."

"Run."

"Get down, get down," Ahmedabad yelled in panic.

Before the words fell, another burst of gunshots rang out, and several people who were running in panic were shot dead.

"Fight back! Fight back!"

The surviving red-headed Ah San fought back in a panic, the gunshots were sparse and there was no aim at all.

At the same time, some patrolmen hurriedly blew their whistles, and some mournful whistles sounded.

……

With the sound of continuous gunshots and whistles, the lights near the pier were turned on.

Cheng Qianfan set up the binoculars with both hands and looked at a patrol post three miles away from the pier. He saw that the lights of the post were brightly lit, and patrols were gathering.

He shook his head.

The Shanghai station's response was wrong.

The red-headed assan is strong in the outside world, everyone is terrified of death, there is no need to shoot just now, just let the red-headed assan enter the encirclement, then directly surround him with a gun, and then shout, he is [-]% sure that these red-headed assam will be obedient Disarm and surrender.

In view of the daytime bombing of Xianshi Department Store by the Japanese army and the chaos in the market, the eastern concession has also stepped up patrols and guards.

A fierce gun battle broke out at the East District pier, which immediately detonated the fierce reaction of the entire East District patrol room.

Soon, the sound of trucks was heard, and a large number of patrols arrived quickly, and there was a fierce exchange of fire with the Shanghai station blockers and soldiers of the national army.

Cheng Qianfan observed for a while. After all, the patrol was only a local security force. Whether it was marksmanship or fighting will, it could not be compared with the agents and soldiers of the national army. They were suppressed in the line of fire and could not move.

However, Cheng Qianfan did not let out a sigh of relief, on the contrary, he frowned.

He heard the sound of the army card approaching, looked through the binoculars, and there was an armored convoy behind the army card.

Different from the so-called "armored convoy" in the patrol room, this is a real armored convoy.

Two light tanks roared.

The tanks and the armed personnel in the army card are not patrols, but the paramilitary armed merchant groups of all nations in the concession. This merchant group of all nations, which was born when the Qing Dynasty wiped out the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom, is the real military force of the concession.

boom!
The advancing tank stopped and fired directly at it.

Missed.

The artillery shells flew over the defenders' positions and fell into the open space behind them. The scattered shrapnel caused casualties of the defenders and dock workers, causing a burst of chaos.

At this moment, several windows of the houses on both sides of the road were opened, and some people threw grenades downwards, causing an explosion. The second floor fell.

At a critical moment, someone who was shot jumped down with an explosive bag in his arms.

boom!
boom!
After several explosions in succession, the tanks of the Wan Guo Merchant Group were blown up.

Cheng Qianfan gritted his teeth. He knew that this was the Death Squad from Shanghai Station.

Affected by the explosion, the infantry camp of the Wan Guo Merchant Corps also suffered casualties, and the offensive momentum of the concession military was contained.

……

"Hurry up!"

Sheng Shuyu and Zheng Lijun loudly urged the workers to move the supplies quickly.

"There are too many supplies, and it is impossible to move them all." A leading worker shouted.

"As much as you can move, it will blow up if you can't finish moving."

"The focus is on medicines, medical supplies, gasoline, food, and cloth." Sheng Shuyu shouted.

In the panic, some workers overturned the container, and guns and ammunition were scattered all over the place.

Sheng Shuyu and Zheng Lijun looked at each other, and they quickly ran over to check.

Sheng Shuyu picked up a long gun, and Zheng Lijun picked up a light machine gun.

The two cursed and threw the gun on the ground.

The long and short guns are Japanese [-]-type rifles and Nanbu pistols, and the light machine guns are Japanese Taisho Ten Young machine guns.

All are Japanese equipment.

"Don't bother with these weapons, just move supplies." Shouted Sheng Shuyu.

It's not that they don't look down on Japanese equipment, it's that they don't need it at all.

The national army has its own weapons and equipment, and the most important thing is that the ammunition does not match. These Japanese weapons and equipment are useless and bulky and take up space.

The two left the warehouse and went to the blocking position to check. The most important thing now is to block the attack of the merchant group of all nations and buy time for moving supplies.

Not long after the two left, Hao Zai led a group of people to sneak in. Their goal was not other supplies, but these daily equipment.

"Captain Zheng has an order to hand over these weapons to us." Hao Zai shouted.

However, he soon discovered that there was no need to shout, there were too many people, and no one noticed them at all.

"Quick, move quickly." Hao Zai shouted with great joy.

These Japanese equipment were the goal of their trip. Cheng Qianfan learned from Sakamoto Ryono that a batch of Japanese equipment had been smuggled to the warehouse of Sanyou Trading Company.

He predicted that Shanghai Station and the national army would not be interested in this batch of Japanese equipment, but he was.

The fall of Shanghai was almost inevitable, and this batch of Japanese equipment was needed for the war behind the enemy lines. In fact, in Cheng Qianfan's view, in the absence of logistical support, Japanese equipment would be an inevitable trend in the future war of resistance behind the enemy lines.

……

"Snapped!"

Under the cover of the explosion of the grenade, Cheng Qianfan shot down a sharpshooter of the Wan Guo Merchant Group.

He then quickly withdrew the gun from the window.

This is already the No. 3 sharpshooter of the Wan Guo Merchant Corps who was shot and killed by him.

Cheng Qianfan is very cunning, every time he shoots under the cover of the grenade thrown by the soldiers of the national army.

The sharpshooters were shot and killed frequently, which to a certain extent suppressed the attack of the Wan Guo Merchant Group. The most important thing was that they couldn't find out where they shot, and they became suspicious.

Even the soldiers of the Wan Guo Merchant Group began to subconsciously guard against the Chinese arrest not far away.

They suspected that there were police officers secretly firing black guns.

……

At the same time, at the wharf in Mailan District, the barge transport team led by Jiang Mule also arrived at the wharf and began to carry the supplies of Baffin & Company.

The action team led by Qiao Chuntao also hacked open the side door of Baffin & Co.'s warehouse from the inside, and charged at the warehouse of Mitsubishi Corporation with lightning speed.

"Snapped!"

A shot went off.

This is a seriously injured Japanese guard who successfully fired a warning shot before dying.

Qiao Chuntao's face was livid, and he ordered his subordinates to use daggers to stab the corpses one by one.

At the same time, the middle-aged man took his apprentice and seized the time to saw the iron lock of the Mitsubishi warehouse with a hacksaw.

And with this gunshot, Mailan District also began to become turbulent.

Su Zhikang, the inspector of Maggie Road who just came home, was sitting in the living room having a tea break when the phone rang in the living room.

"Inspector, something happened, the pier fired a shot."

"Send a few brothers to take a look." Su Zhikang said in a deep voice.

"It has been dispatched." The phone said, and at this moment, the policeman on the other end of the phone shouted, "It's terrible, inspector, something may have happened to the brother who was sent out, and the gunshots continued."

In fact, Su Zhikang had already heard gunshots from all around without reporting from his subordinates.

"Order the brothers at home to gather quickly, and I will rush over immediately." Su Zhikang said in a deep voice, "Without my order, don't act rashly, be careful of an ambush."

"Yes!"

Su Zhikang quickly put on his police uniform, checked his guns, and was about to go out.

"Zhikang!" His wife, children and servants looked at him worriedly.

"It'll be fine." Su Zhikang patted his little daughter's head, "Close the door tightly and don't go out."

As he spoke, he quickly took out a revolver from the closet and handed it to his wife, "Don't be afraid, shoot if anyone breaks in."

The wife clenched the pistol tightly in both hands, and nodded tremblingly.

"Dad, don't worry, leave it to me." Not only was the eldest son not afraid, but he also frequently looked at the revolver in his mother's hand.

"You are the head of the family, protect your mother and younger siblings." Su Zhikang laughed, took the pistol directly from his wife's hand, and handed it to his son.

The eldest son took the revolver with both hands and nodded vigorously.

"Remember, you are not allowed to go out. Your task is to protect your relatives at home." Su Zhikang repeatedly urged.

"clear."

……

Su Zhikang got into the car that had started earlier, and ordered the driver to drive.

At this time, Li Hao, who had been secretly monitoring Su Zhikang, took out a fireworks tube from his body and lit it.

Bang!
Fireworks exploded in the sky.

Su Zhikang glanced at the fireworks blooming in the sky behind him, his expression changed.

"Hurry up."

"Yes!"

Just after leaving the alley, when he was slowing down and making a turn, a few people suddenly appeared on both sides of the road, and without saying a word, they fired a salvo at the approaching car.

The driver was terrified, slammed the steering wheel, and the car crashed directly into a tree on the side of the road.

After a round of volley, the gunmen quickly disappeared into the night.

Su Zhikang struggled to get out of the car.

He patted his head hard, and his head hit the back of the front seat, bleeding.

"Old Hu." Su Zhikang shouted.

"Inspector, I'm here."

Hearing that the driver was still alive, Su Zhikang breathed a sigh of relief.

He opened the driver's door and pulled the driver out.

Turn on the flashlight and look.

Car tires were blown.

Su Zhikang was silent for a moment, he immediately came to the conclusion that his home was already under surveillance by the other party, and the fireworks just now were the signal for the other party to inform his accomplices to attack.

However, these people left room, they didn't shoot at people directly, they only hit the tires.

And the other party chose to shoot at the turning point of the intersection, in addition to slowing down at the intersection to make it easier to shoot and aim, there is another reason.

That is, the speed of the car is not fast, and a car accident will not be fatal.

The other party did not intend to kill him, but just to prevent him from going to the police station as soon as possible, Su Zhikang immediately came to a conclusion.

This also made him breathe a sigh of relief. Since the other party had no intention of killing himself, he would naturally not attack his family either.

Regarding the other party's identity, he had a vague guess in his heart.

Secret Service Shanghai Station!

Su Zhikang had heard about Dai Chunfeng's secret order to scramble supplies at the Shanghai station, and thought that the pier fired the gun first. With such an association, Su Zhikang immediately came to a conclusion.

Su Zhikang covered his head and groaned.

"Inspector, you are injured!" The driver saw that Su Zhikang's face was covered with blood, and wanted to help him, but he himself groaned, his leg was injured.

"Young lady, I'm so dizzy." Su Zhikang sat on the ground and slapped his cheek, making blood all over his hands.

The driver also panicked, "Inspector, I'm going to call someone."

"Don't move, you don't want your legs anymore?" Su Zhikang scolded.

The driver was both moved and flustered, and turned around in a hurry.

"shot."

"what?"

"Shoot, the gun on my body." Su Zhikang cursed, "Shoot and call someone."

"exactly."

The driver came over, tremblingly took out the gun from Su Zhikang's body, and fired a few shots at the sky.

In fact, they didn't need to fire warning shots. The salvo just now had already attracted the attention of the nearby police officers patrolling the street. A team of police officers who had been notified to quickly return to the patrol room to assemble rushed over immediately.

This neighborhood is the residence of Inspector Su Zhikang. Hearing gunshots from here, the inspectors dare not neglect.

A team of patrolmen came and saw a car crash into a tree from a distance.

"It's the inspector's car." A voice exclaimed.

"Inspector."

"Boss Su."

"The inspector is here," the driver shouted desperately.

When the patrolman ran over, he was shocked to see Su Zhikang sitting on the ground with his face covered in blood.

"Inspector, how are you?"

"As soon as the car got out, it was ambushed. The inspector was injured. Hurry up and take him to the hospital." The driver shouted.

"Help me up." Su Zhikang said struggling.

Two policemen hurried up to support Su Zhikang.

"Send Lao Hu to the hospital, his leg is injured." Su Zhikang ordered.

"Inspector, what about you?"

"Go to the police station." Su Zhikang gritted his teeth and said.

"Inspector, why don't you go to the hospital first." The patrol leader said hastily.

"Go to the patrol room." Beads of sweat rolled down Su Zhikang's forehead, as if he was enduring great pain, sweat and blood mixed together, his face was ferocious.

"The inspector—"

"Obey orders!" Su Zhikang roared in a low voice, "Brothers encountered an ambush at the pier, I must go and see."

The patrols were solemn, two patrols sent the driver Lao Hu to the hospital, two carried Su Zhikang, and they all moved towards the patrol house on Maggie Road, but the speed of progress was very slow because of the wounded.

In the middle of the walk, the two policemen carrying Su Zhikang suddenly realized that the policeman had lost his voice.

"Inspector."

All the patrolmen hurried up to check, but found that Su Zhikang had passed out.

"Brother Hong." The police officers hurriedly looked at the leader of the police officer, Lao Hong.

Lao Hong looked at the inspector who passed out, and listened again. There were intense gunshots from the direction of the pier.

He immediately said with a serious expression, "Quick, let's take the inspector to the hospital."

All the patrolling officers breathed a sigh of relief and were full of energy. They carried the unconscious Su Zhikang and headed towards the hospital.

(End of this chapter)