My Spy Years

  Chapter 407 Gunfire Night (Please subscribe for 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." Lu Xingo left with several agents.

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

   "Patrol, how many people?"

   "Around twenty, it looks like a red-headed young man." 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, once the gunshots are fired, the patrol room will definitely send reinforcements. Let's act according to the scheduled plan." Zheng Lijun found the platoon leader of the national army who accompanied 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.

When he heard his subordinates report that there was a strange noise in the warehouse of the Japanese Sanyou Trading Company, he hadn’t planned to come here. However, 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.

   Approaching the warehouse, I 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 the more than 20 men who were armed 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."

   These words caused cheers from a group of subordinates.

   Right at this moment, gunshots rang out.

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 panicked and fought back, 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 continuous gunshots and whistles sounding, the lights near the pier turned on.

  Cheng Qianfan set up his 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.

  Shanghai's response was wrong.

The red-headed assan is strong in the outside world, and 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 80% sure that these red-headed assam will be obedient Disarm and surrender.

  In view of the Japanese bombing of Xianshi Department Store during the day and the chaos in the market, the Eastern Concession has also stepped up patrols and guards.

  A fierce gun battle broke out at the pier in the East District, which immediately detonated a fierce reaction from 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, his brows were furrowed.

  He heard the sound of the military card approaching, looked through the binoculars, and an armored convoy appeared behind the military 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 during the era when the Qing Dynasty wiped out the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom, is the real military force in 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 splashed 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 a burst of explosions. However, they did not pose a real threat to the tanks, but instead attracted violent gunfire. 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 Group 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 materials quickly.

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

   "As much as you can move, if you can't move it all, blow it up."

   "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 glanced 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 38-style rifles and Nanbu pistols, and the light machine guns are Japanese Taisho Ten-year 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 like Japanese equipment, it's that they don't use it at all.

  The national army has its own weapons and equipment. The most important thing is that the ammunition does not match. These Japanese weapons and equipment are tasteless 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 at all, there were too many people, and no one noticed them at all.

   "Quick, move quickly." Haozai shouted overjoyed.

  These Japanese equipment were the target 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 interested.

  The fall of Shanghai is almost inevitable, and this batch of Japanese equipment is needed for the war behind the enemy lines. In fact, in Cheng Qianfan’s view, Japanese equipment is an inevitable trend in the future war of resistance behind the enemy lines without logistical support.

  …

"Snapped!"

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

   Then, he quickly withdrew the muzzle of the gun from the window.

   This is already the third sharpshooter of the International Merchant Group shot by him.

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

  The frequent shooting of sharpshooters suppressed the attack of the Wan Guo Merchant Group to a certain extent. The most important thing is that they couldn't find out where they shot, and they became suspicious.

   Even the soldiers of the Wan Guo Merchant Corps began to subconsciously guard against Hua Zuo who was 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 & Co.

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

"Snapped!"

   A gunshot.

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

  Qiao Chuntao's face was ashen, and he ordered his men to use daggers to make up 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.

   With this gunshot, Mailan District also began to become turbulent.

  Maggie Road Inspector Su Zhikang, who had just returned home, was sitting in the living room having a tea break when the phone rang in the living room.

   "Inspector, something went wrong, the pier fired."

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

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

  In fact, Su Zhikang had already heard gunshots ringing out without his subordinates reporting.

   "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 will 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 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 boss 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.

  Boom!

  Fireworks bloom in the sky.

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

   "Drive faster."

"yes!"

  Just out of the alley, when he was slowing down and turning, a few people suddenly appeared on both sides of the road.

  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 salvo, the gunmen quickly disappeared into the night.

  Su Zhikang struggled to get out of the car.

   Patted on the head hard, his head hit the back of the front seat, bleeding.

   "Old Hu." Su Zhikang shouted.

   "Inspector, I am 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 take a look.

  Car tires were blown.

  Su Zhikang was silent, he immediately concluded that his home had already been monitored by the other party, and the fireworks just now were the signal for the other party to inform his accomplices to do something.

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

  And the other party chose to shoot at the turn at the intersection. There is another reason besides slowing down at the intersection and making it easier to shoot and aim.

  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 has no intention of killing himself, he will naturally not attack his family.

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

  Shanghai Station of the Secret Service!

  Su Zhikang had heard about Dai Chunfeng's secret order to transport supplies to 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.

   "Shoot."

"What?"

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

"Yeah."

  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 round of salvo just now had already attracted the attention of the police patrolling the streets nearby. A team of police officers who had been notified to quickly return to the patrol room to gather immediately rushed over.

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

  A team of patrolmen came running, 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 police came over, they were shocked to see Su Zhikang sitting on the ground covered in blood.

   "Inspector, how are you?"

   "The car was ambushed as soon as it drove out. The inspector was injured. Hurry up and send 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." Sweat dripped from Su Zhikang's forehead, as if he was enduring great pain, sweat and blood mixed together, his face was grim.

   "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 headed towards the police house on Maggie Road, but the speed of progress was very slow because of the wounded.

   Halfway through the journey, the two patrolmen carrying Su Zhikang suddenly realized that the patrol chief had lost his voice.

   "Inspector."

  All the policemen hurried up to check, only to find that Su Zhikang had passed out.

   "Brother Hong." All the police officers hurriedly looked at the leader of the team, Lao Hong.

  Lao Hong looked at the inspector who passed out, and then 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 supported the unconscious Su Zhikang and headed towards the hospital.

  (end of this chapter)