I fought guerrilla warfare in the Yimeng Mountains during the Anti-Japanese War

Unable to see anyone inside, Chen Feng gave up sniping and planned to sneak into the mansion to check. What if the couple was not there and he sniped and killed the servants, then his reputation would be ruined.

The mansion was heavily guarded outside, but there were no sentries inside. After all, no one wanted to live under the eyes of others. The doors were closed and the windows were locked. Chen Feng pressed himself against the windowsill on the second floor, took out a dagger and wire and started tinkering with them. The wall was very slippery, but fortunately the windowsill could hold half of his palm.

With a light click, the window opened. Chen Feng entered the room like a raccoon. Oh no, there was someone. The noise outside was too loud. He couldn't hear the breathing inside. Fortunately, the other person had fallen asleep. Chen Feng closed his eyes for a few seconds to adapt to the darkness in the room. With the weak light of the street lamp outside, he saw a figure on the bed. It seemed to be a woman. A female traitor? Probably not. He was not in a hurry to act. Chen Feng chopped the side of the woman's head with his knife. The woman groaned in her sleep and lost consciousness.

Afraid that the woman would wake up and scream, Chen Feng tied her up and stuffed her mouth, then gently opened the door and went to the next room. Hearing the sound of two people talking in low voices, Chen Feng knew he had found the right person.

"It has been established for more than a month, and most of the conditions promised to me by the Japanese have not been fulfilled. Bing, I have done what I promised you, and now you have fulfilled your long-cherished wish. Judging from the current situation, the Japanese seem to be ready to hesitate. If we don't take Chongqing, we will always be unjust and unconvinced."

"Don't worry, we have already taken the first step. No matter how you look at it, we are the only one who can save China."

"The situation is not optimistic! Let's wait and see! The international situation is changing extremely. We are clearly trying to save the country and have paid so much, but no one understands us. I hope history can face us squarely."

"Okay, don't worry. You've had nightmares all night since the assassination attempt in Hanoi. Go to bed early"!

There was no movement in the room, and the breathing sounds gradually calmed down. Chen Feng waited for more than half an hour until the voices of the two people inside became completely even. He tried the door, but it was not locked. It seemed that the two men were very confident in the guards outside the mansion.

Time was running out, and Chen Feng didn't want to waste time on such people. He raised his knife and slashed the two men's throats. He was worried that their blood would spray on him, so when the dagger cut their throats, he pulled up the quilt to cover their faces. They kicked a few times under the quilt, and then calmed down.

I don’t know who the woman next door is, so I won’t kill her. I’ve set a time bomb on the first floor for six hours, just to remind everyone so that they don’t hide the death of the couple.

It was easy to get out. I was familiar with the route. The storm was still raging, and the trees were still swaying violently. I retreated from the mansion and continued to move between the roofs and trees. Now was the best time to retreat. Once the couple's deaths were discovered, the whole city would inevitably be blocked.

It took Chen Feng just over an hour to retreat to a safe area and run all the way from Yihe Road to the bank of the Yangtze River. The river was turbulent, so Chen Feng waterproofed his rifle and plunged into the rolling river.

The river water in May was still relatively mild, much better than the last time he came to snipe Yan Junliu. It took Chen Feng more than an hour to swim across a distance of more than a thousand meters and reach the north bank of the river. He was probably carried a long distance by the current, so he dried his clothes in the reed marsh by the river and continued to retreat northward.

After six hours, Chen Feng had completely left the scope of Nanjing city.

On Yihe Road, the strong wind and heavy rain had long stopped, the guards had already been replaced, and the new guards were exhausted. It was almost dawn, and someone would replace the guard at daybreak.

boom! boom!

The sudden explosion threw the guards on the road into chaos. This street was full of rich and powerful people. If anything happened to any of them, it would be the end. Seeing the guards of Wang Mansion shouting outside, the guards panicked. When the guards broke through the door and entered Wang Mansion and found that both of them had been killed, they were all at a loss. It was over. Something big had happened! The Japanese military police guards began to mobilize people. In just ten minutes, the streets of Nanjing were filled with the sound of Japanese leather boots.

Anami Korechika rushed to the mansion as soon as possible. Yihe Street had been completely closed, all the guards on duty had been disarmed and put under custody, and the military police took over the defense.

Anami Korechika looked at the couple on the bed and felt a chill in his heart. It was Leng Qiang. There was no need to ask if it was Leng Qiang or his team members. Anami Korechika had been emphasizing the defense of Yihe Road, fearing that Leng Qiang would attack the new government. There had been no movement for more than a month, and Anami Korechika had relaxed a little. He didn't expect that this was a big move.

The quilt had been opened, and the couple had their eyes wide open. The blood stained the bed red. They died with their eyes wide open! Anan Weiji was angry and a little scared. He knew the defense strength of Yihe Road. He was not stronger there than here. Since he could kill these two people, it meant that he could also kill himself. He had not ordered the use of special smoke, and it seemed to have worked.

The city of Nanjing was blockaded. Although it was very likely that the criminals would not be caught, the necessary procedures had to be followed. The news could not be blocked. The new government officials in Yihe Road all knew about it. There was no point in blockading it. The news spread in an instant, including Nanjing City, the occupied areas, the concessions, and the Kuomintang-controlled areas.

At ten o'clock in the morning, newspapers in the Kuomintang-controlled areas reported that a certain couple had died tragically in their room and that Nanjing had suffered heavy losses.

The Chongqing senior officials ordered the attendant room to contact Mengshan immediately to inquire about the whereabouts of Captain Leng Qiang. Half an hour later, Mengshan replied that the captain had gone down the mountain to inspect the group and could not be contacted for the time being.

The top leaders understood that the man was a thorn in his heart. They had sent the Military Control Commission to assassinate him in Hanoi before, but failed. Now, Leng Qiang had solved the problem for them. That man was dead, and the remaining ones were nothing to be afraid of. General Fu, Leng Qiang was his deputy general, and he must be rewarded, and rewarded generously.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Chen Feng arrived in Chuzhou, had a hot meal, and successfully jumped on the train to Xuzhou outside the train station. The carriage was half-open, and this time he pulled quilts, made a soft bed for himself, and had a comfortable sleep. At eleven o'clock in the evening, he arrived in Xuzhou.

Passing by a small Japanese stronghold, they stole a fast horse and headed straight for Xiong'er Mountain under the moonlight. At three o'clock in the morning, a telegram was sent from the Xiong'er Mountain station of the First Battalion of the Guard Regiment:

The trip to Nanjing successfully dealt with two traitors. Who will be the next?

Cold Shot

During the battle, even at four in the morning, there were still a large number of communicators monitoring the radio station. When they heard the clear text messages from the cold gun, all the communicators woke up from sleepiness and immediately reported to their superiors or forwarded them. Many key buildings lit up their lights, including high-rise residential buildings far away in Chongqing. Although it was speculated that it was the work of the cold gun, it still made countless people excited when it was confirmed.