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Chapter 1319 Newcomers Return for a Limited Time
"Chun Yang, just give Jiang Baochun (1261 Newcomer's Day) to our special operations team. It's a waste to keep such a skilled operator in your group."

On the hillside, Gui Youguang looked at the dock where a gunfight was taking place in the distance, then turned to Wu Chunyang and said a few words.

The last time when a Japanese spy was arrested in the hotel, Gui Youguang took a fancy to Jiang Baochun. This time, the other party pretended to be Fujiwara and performed very well, so he couldn't help but ask for him again.

Wu Chunyang pretended not to hear Gui Youguang's words and asked Gu Qi beside him: "Deputy Director Gu, when will our people enter? I'm afraid those brothers are in danger."

Gu Qi glanced at the two of them and said with a smile: "No hurry, wait a little longer, let the Japanese drive the rats out first."

After a pause, he continued, "Jiang Baochun and his men will be fine with the devils as their shield, and jade cannot be made into a useful tool without being polished. The more you value it, the more you need to train it."

Gui Youguang and Wu Chunyang stopped talking. The situation was just as Gu Qi said. This was a rare opportunity for actual combat. If Jiang Baochun and others could pass the test successfully, they would have a bright future.

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Jiang Baochun replaced the magazine for the submachine gun, pulled the bolt to reload the gun, then leaned out of the cover, aimed at the gunboat and pulled the trigger.

clang clang clang.
The bullets hit the hull, sending out sparks. The fierce firepower made the British and American sailors unable to raise their heads, and they could only fire randomly with their eyes closed.

They were just ordinary navy soldiers who seldom received shooting training. The only reason they could hold on until now was thanks to the desperate resistance of a dozen tall junior British and American officers, otherwise the battle would have ended long ago.

Generally speaking, there are height restrictions when the navy selects soldiers, because the operating space on a ship is relatively narrow, and it is very rare to have so many strong men at once.

These dozen people were scattered on several gunboats and used automatic firepower to block the attack of the Japanese spies. Each of them had accurate shooting skills and an extremely fierce fighting style, which was completely different from ordinary British and American soldiers.

However, due to the difference in numbers and the fact that the personnel were too dispersed, the Japanese spies gradually approached the gunboat, and the resistance of the British and American sides began to weaken.

A British second lieutenant was hit by a bullet and fell to the deck with a groan. Someone immediately pulled him into the cabin, and then the sound of two people talking could be heard in the cabin.

"Damn it, are the people of the Republic of China crazy?"

"No, it was the Japanese. I heard their shouting."

"Boom~"

Before he could finish his words, a violent explosion suddenly occurred outside the cabin. The gunboat, which had a displacement of only a few hundred tons, shook violently, and the two people who were talking almost fell down.

The Japanese spies who had jumped into the water earlier had now swam to the side of the gunboat. They threw grenades in waterproof bags onto the boat. The exploding shrapnel easily penetrated the hull and shot several British and American sailors into sieves.

In pursuit of speed and flexibility, this small gunboat has abandoned heavy armor and has only a thin layer of rolled steel plate on the surface, which is unable to block the fragments caused by the explosion.

"Fujiwara-kun, speed up your attack!"

The head of the Japanese spies who came to support shouted to Jiang Baochun that the British and American soldiers on the shore had been blocked in the barracks, and as long as the enemies on the gunboat were eliminated, they could retreat.

But if they drag on any longer, by the time the support from the Mountain City Garrison Command arrives, the enemy will be able to kill them with their numbers alone, not to mention their combat effectiveness.

Jiang Baochun responded with a "Hai" and rushed to the front of the attacking team. This made the Japanese spy chief very satisfied, and he fired a few shots to boost morale.

With a series of smooth Japanese Army tactical evasive moves, Jiang Baochun dodged the bullets and jumped onto a gunboat that put up the most stubborn resistance. The gunfire became more frequent.

"cover!"

The spy who had thrown the grenade in the water issued a warning while climbing to the other side of the gunboat and firing rapidly with the automatic pistol in his hand. The British and American sailors were attacked from both sides.

Jiang Baochun accurately grasped the opportunity, and decisively ordered an attack at the moment when the enemy was in panic, and took down the gunboat in one fell swoop.

"Fire some more shots, and everyone else follow me to continue the attack." With blood all over his face, Jiang Baochun gave the second order.

The battle was no longer suspenseful and soon came to an end. British and American sailors fell one by one. Japanese spies occupied most of the gunboats. The remaining British and American personnel were squeezed on the last gunboat and struggled to their death.

The head of the Japanese spy agency heaved a sigh of relief and looked at "Fujiwara" with admiration. He decided to ask for credit for him after the mission was completed. Such young people deserve attention.

On the top of the mountain in the distance.

Gu Qi nodded to Wu Chunyang and Gui Youguang: "It's almost time, let the brothers move, and be careful not to hurt your own people."

"Yes!" Wu Chunyang and Gui Youguang responded and started to act according to the plan.

Upon receiving the order, hundreds of Military Intelligence Bureau agents rushed to the dock like a tide and immediately engaged in a firefight with the alert Japanese spies. The originally sparse gunfire suddenly became intense, and the Japanese spy leader was shocked and angry.

"Baga, what's going on? People from the Republic of China shouldn't be here so soon."

Looking at the roaring leader, the Japanese spies panicked. They didn't understand why the Guo army's reaction was so quick, which was inconsistent with the Kuomintang's previous performance.

Jiang Baochun and the Japanese spy in the same group looked at each other, and quietly rolled up the sleeve of his right arm, which was the identification mark of friend or foe. After that, he persuaded the person in charge. "Sir, our mission has been completed. There is no need to entangle with the Republic of China. I think it is time to retreat."

The person in charge calmed himself down and looked at the firefight on the shore. When he saw his men retreating step by step, he nodded silently, agreeing with Jiang Baochun's proposal.

He knew that in less than two minutes, the Kuomintang, which had an absolute advantage, would drive them to the riverside. If they delayed any further, everyone would die there.

"Tactical shift!"

The person in charge used a neutral word instead of "retreat", but facing the encirclement and the special operations team led by Gui Youguang, retreat was not easy.

The sudden firing of several Type 24 heavy machine guns made the Japanese spies even more disheartened. They were not Nogi Maresuke's men and had no ability to break through the blockade under a hail of bullets.

Seeing that most of the Japanese spies were killed or wounded, Jiang Baochun reminded them again: "Sir, please retreat by water first. I and others will cover your departure."

When he spoke, his expression was serious, and he perfectly interpreted the words "brave and fearless".

The Japanese spy chief showed gratitude on his face, shook Jiang Baochun's hand vigorously, turned around and jumped into the river. Although he was moved, the most important thing now was to escape.

Half floating and half sinking, the person in charge who was being pushed downstream by the current saw gunshots continuously in the darkness. The battle at the dock had not stopped yet. "Fujiwara" was using his life to hold back the people of the Republic of China.

Such loyal subordinates, such capable subordinates, actually sacrificed here, Republic of China people! I will definitely come back!
The person in charge's eyes turned red, he turned around and... dived into the water. This was not cowardice or timidity, he could not let his men sacrifice in vain.

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Five minutes later, Jiang Baochun and several of his companions left the other Japanese spies behind and escaped from the battlefield by water. The pursuing Military Intelligence Bureau agents shot all their bullets into the water. If they wanted to act, they had to play it full-time.

Gu Qi walked to the dock under heavy protection. Looking at the Japanese spies and British and American sailors wailing on the ground, he made a gesture and Gui Youguang immediately gave orders to the spies.

"Control the scene, shoot all Japanese spies, check the British and American sailors at the scene, and look for suspects who match the murderer's height, dead or alive."

Upon hearing this, the spies pulled out their pistols, shot the Japanese spies again, and forcibly disarmed the sailors. When they encountered resistance, they did not show any mercy and just hit them with the butts of their guns.

This made the sailors who thought they were rescued at a loss. Only the group of tall low-ranking officers had flickering eyes and moved slowly, trying to hide behind the crowd. This unusual behavior caught Wu Chunyang's attention.

"You! And you! Don't move!"

Wu Chunyang took a step forward, pointed at a few people and warned them coldly. The next moment, all the little spies turned their guns around and murderous aura filled the night.

Just when the situation was about to break out, the commanders of the British and American fleets in Yu hurried over. When they saw this scene, they were furious and demanded that Gucci release the people immediately.

And Gucci's answer was just one sentence: "Shut them up!"

As a result, the commanders of the British and American fleets not only failed to rescue these low-ranking officers, but their freedom was restricted instead, with several cold gun barrels pressed firmly against their foreheads.

While Wu Chunyang was calling out the names, Gui Youguang led his men to surround the crowd. He looked at these seemingly calm suspects with his eyes slightly narrowed.

Long-term action training will leave certain marks on the body, such as more obvious muscle lines, darker skin or sun spots, etc.

Although the muscles of these people in front of me are not many, they are very tight, especially the muscles of the back, shoulders, forearms and legs.

This shows that they have received long-term weight-bearing, long-distance running and climbing training, and their training methods are very scientific. The evidence is that the left and right muscles of several people are relatively symmetrical without obvious deviations.

Gui Youguang pushed the crowd aside and pulled up the sleeves of several people one by one. He found that the skin on their elbows was obviously roughened, which was the result of crawling training.

Do ordinary sailors need this kind of training? The answer is no. Gui Youguang stared at one of them and said viciously: "Tell me your true identity."

The person being questioned ignored him and remained silent. Gui Youguang didn't want to waste time, so he pulled a British soldier over and asked him to answer the question.

"I'll give you a chance. If you can point out who this guy's companions are, I'll let you go safely. Otherwise..."

Without hesitation, the soldier pointed out six people in the crowd, not only revealing all their secrets but also providing an important piece of information.

“Sir, these bastards came to the mountain city during the New Year. There are eleven of them in total, and five of them died in the battle just now.

They were from Ailsa Castle in Scotland, they were from the United States, they were all special forces, and I mean it.”

Gui Youguang turned his head and his eyes met those of six suspects with grim expressions, and the scene fell into silence.

The commanders of the British and American fleets felt the cold muzzle of the gun on their foreheads and swallowed back the words that were about to come out of their lips. They still had a bright future and there was no reason to sacrifice their precious lives for that little salary.

Gucci, who was watching from the sidelines, became a little impatient and looked up and said, "Count the white bodies and see if there are fifty. If not, fill them with living people. Hurry up."

When these incoherent words came out, the British and American sailors who understood the language of the Republic of China thought to themselves that something was wrong. The Military Intelligence Bureau agents had no expression on their faces and pulled the slide to load their guns.

(End of this chapter)