Siheyuan: Happy Life of Jia Zhang Family

When he arrived at the morgue, Zhang Dabao put his comrade's body into the space as the dean said. People always return to their roots, so he wanted to take his comrade's ashes back and avenge him, paying blood debt with blood.

You can't go to the police station because you don't know where your comrades are, so your current task is to eliminate the spies and catch the traitors first.

Since Yang Tao betrayed the organization, he has become rich financially, but he is very afraid in his heart. He has been in the organization for many years and knows its rules well. No matter how many years, no matter where you are, the family rules must be enforced unless you die.

He is now hiding in a Japanese military camp. Even though he has money, he dare not go out to spend it. His behavior also makes the Japanese look down on him.

According to the location mentioned in the intelligence, Zhang Dabao came to the military camp. It was actually not very big, with at most a company of troops. In addition to the training ground, there were two five-story buildings. One was where the Japanese worked, which was partitioned in the middle. There was also a door next to it, which was where the Japanese ate, entertained and relaxed.

The building behind should be the Japanese dormitory, there are clothes hanging on the balcony.

Where does Yang Tao live? He is a traitor and does not need to come out for training. The Japanese do not have central heating, but the weather is very cold now, so Yang Tao's room should have heating facilities, either a stove or an air conditioner.

Zhang Dabao looked at the dormitory building with a telescope from a high-rise building in the distance. The air conditioner in a room in the middle of the middle building was running all the time. He thought that this should be the room where Yang Tao was. Now he needed to wait until dark.

It is around five o'clock in the afternoon. Zhang Dabao looked around and saw a large and beautiful military camp two kilometers away, so he had an idea.

At twelve o'clock in the evening, in a civilian house not far from the wall of the Japanese army camp, five cannons were ready and fired in the direction of Da Piaoliang's camp. They fired three rounds and then suddenly appeared in the Japanese army camp. At this time, the Japanese had assembled their troops after hearing the cannon fire. Then Da Piaoliang's retaliatory artillery fire came over, killing a group of people. The Japanese officer picked up the phone to negotiate with the other side, and the other soldiers all lay on the ground.

Zhang Dabao took advantage of this gap to go to the fourth floor and entered Yang Tao's room.

"Who? Who let you in? Get out." Yang Tao had woken up a long time ago. Seeing a figure in front of the bed, he subconsciously reached his hand under the pillow.

He stabbed his hand with a knife, and then used another knife to pin both of Yang Tao's hands to the bed.

"Are you from the organization?" Yang Tao reacted now.

"You should have thought of this day when you became a traitor," Zhang Dabao said to him.

"I have no choice. Please give me a chance. I have money." Yang Tao didn't want to die, so he had to find a way.

"You have to die. How can you be worthy of those people you betrayed if you don't die? You don't want to be a human being in your next life." Zhang Dabao knocked Yang Tao unconscious, carried him to the bottom of the building, and chose to go up to a tall building.

They stabbed Yang Tao with a knife and used his blood to write five big words on the building: "The end of a traitor". Then they poured gasoline all over Yang Tao's body, hung him on the top of the building with an iron chain and set him on fire.

Yang Tao shouted loudly, but soon his voice became softer and then disappeared. Then Yang Tao also disappeared, turning into a pile of ashes.

Zhang Dabao came to the seaside. The anger in his heart had not yet flared up, so he thought of getting missiles from Da Piaoliang and using them on his Japanese son. So the missiles on the seaside began to be launched. Zhang Dabao's shots were not accurate, but it didn't matter. There were Japanese everywhere, and it would be good if anyone died. After firing a dozen missiles, Zhang Dabao disappeared again because Da Piaoliang and the Japanese warships arrived.

The city and the countryside were in chaos. Zhang Dabiao came to the police station. Most of the staff on duty had been sent out, and there were only four people left at home.

He broke into the police station, knocked out four people, and found out where the comrades were being held. After rescuing the comrades, Zhang Dabao set the entire police station on fire. Fortunately, the fire was not the biggest in the city and did not attract much attention from the Japanese.

"You don't have a safe house?" Zhang Dabao asked his comrades.

Comrade "You took me to this place" was still a little weak. He did not doubt Zhang Dabao's identity at all, because he saw Zhang Dabao kill four Japanese policemen and set fire to the Japanese police station. For themselves, the Japanese would not pay such a high price.

After sending his comrade off, Zhang Dabao told him that another comrade had died and that he had kept the ashes. He would bring them back with him when he returned to China. He left some funds for his comrade and flew to a small island on the sea before dawn.

The Japanese were completely confused and didn't understand why their beautiful father used missiles to bomb them. The beautiful people didn't admit it, saying that it was done by terrorists or domestic reactionaries, but how could the Japanese believe it? They themselves didn't have such weapons, so would the reactionaries have them? If terrorists had such weapons, would they still carry out terrorist incidents? They are more powerful than the regular army.

The voices of the Japanese in Tokyo against the garrison of the Great Beauty were getting louder and louder. They held a rally and surrounded the Great Beauty's headquarters. And they surrounded it day and night, and they wanted to put pressure on the government in this way.

Zhang Dabiao saw this situation from a distance and thought, since he was here, wouldn't it be a shame if he didn't add fuel to the fire? So he jumped onto the roof of the Da Piaoliang headquarters, took out a new heavy machine gun, and fired at the Japanese soldiers who were gathering at the door. The Japanese soldiers didn't expect the other side to be so tough, and they knocked down countless people in a short time.

What followed was that they became even more angry. Someone spotted a submachine gun inspector at a street corner. The radical elements at the rally picked up their guns and rushed to the headquarters with their companions. Several beauties were knocked down at the door.

Of course the beautiful ladies in the headquarters would not let the Japanese rush in, and they fought back, so gunshots were heard everywhere and the whole night became lively.

Zhang Dabao came to the beach, cremated his comrade's body, and put his ashes in a box. It would not have been possible to take the body directly, but taking the urn could have made sense.

Sitting by the sea, Zhang Dabao thought of the numerous crimes committed by the Japanese in the country. He also thought that such evil people were actually worshipped by people. It was simply unforgivable, so he decided to blow up the place.

He first went to the sacred toilet to determine its exact location, then returned to the beach to study the missiles. After returning, ten missiles were launched, five of which hit the target, and the others fell into the residential area near the target, again causing huge casualties to the Japanese.