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Chapter 145 Attack 2
Fortunately, there are no imaginary stones and tree stumps on the ground, but it is slightly uneven.

Tuozhi rubbed his sore calf, looked around, and whispered, "Fan Jun, where are you, let's go quickly."

But after waiting for a long time, there was no response from the surroundings. Tuo Zhi's heart tightened, Fan Xiong would not run away first, he was not familiar with Jiaxing, and he had to rely on Fan Xiong to leave here.

He pondered for a while, then shouted slightly threateningly: "Fan Xiongjun, where are you, if you run away, the Empire of Japan will not let you go."

After a while, Tuo Zhi finally heard a heavy breathing sound approaching, a smile appeared on his face, Fan Xiong was indeed a coward, he must have been scared back by what he just said.

The sound of breathing was getting closer and closer, and Tuo Zhi moved closer to the other party. He wanted to teach Fan Xiong a good lesson, but before he could speak, a gust of wind hit, and Tuo Zhi had no time to react, and he fainted.

Zuo Zhong retracted his right foot and looked at the two people on the ground with a puzzled expression on his face.

As soon as the intelligence team arrived at the wall, they saw a rope thrown out. Before they could figure out what happened, two sneaky people jumped out of the wall one after another.

Moreover, according to the meaning of the words, the second one is Japanese. As for the Fan Xiongjun mentioned by the other party, Zuo Zhong thought of a person, the gang boss who ran away in the radio station case.

After the incident, this person absconded in fear of crime and disappeared without a trace. Zuo Zhong originally thought that he had been silenced by the Japanese or fled abroad, but he unexpectedly hid in Jiaxing. It was a fate.

He and the Japanese should be from the underground factory, but why did they sneak over the wall? Could it be that they got the news and prepared to escape?

Zuo Zhong thought for a while: "Tie them both up, and leave two people to watch. After the operation is over, I want to chat with these two aliens."

After dealing with the unexpected situation, in the darkness before dawn, the action team members climbed over the wall one by one, divided into two teams and approached the warehouse. When they were 50 meters away from the target, the team stopped.

The team members were half-kneeling on the ground, holding up their weapons to be on guard. The people in the warehouse didn't notice anything unusual, and could vaguely hear the conversation inside, and it was in Japanese.

Zuo Zhong knelt down on one knee, lightly patted Wu Chunyang on the shoulder, and gestured to him. Wu Chunyang nodded slightly, and led the action team behind him to covertly move towards the front door of the warehouse.

There are some abandoned construction rubbish, which can be used as a cover, and it is also a good starting point for the attack. Wu Chunyang and his team members arrived smoothly, and covered Zuo Zhong and the others with their guns.

Zuo Zhong waved his hand, and the eight main attackers behind him were divided into two groups, standing behind him and Gui Youguang respectively. One player put his arm on Zuo Zhong's shoulder, and the rest did the same.

The two teams formed a two-character column, using the open space on the left side of the warehouse to go around the back door. As the distance got closer, Zuo Zhong pricked up his ears, and finally heard what the people in the warehouse were saying.

It seemed that one of their important people ran away, and the rest of them were discussing whether to leave or stay. It seemed that the Japanese just now was not simple, Zuo Zhong thought as he tiptoed forward.

There was no cover at the back door of the warehouse, so Zuo Zhong and the others had no choice but to stick to the side wall and wait patiently for the time to act. At this time, the conversations in the warehouse became more and more intense, and even a quarrel broke out.

Zuo Zhong suddenly heard a familiar unit number, the Kwantung Army epidemic prevention and water supply unit!

This name represents a period of tragic history, and it is an eternal shame. No wonder Lu Wenbao wanted the experimental data, which was originally provided to these demons. Zuo Chong's eyes couldn't hide the murderous intent.

"Section Chief, the time is coming soon." Gui Youguang reminded in a low voice, interrupting Zuo Zhong's memory.

"Action." Zuo Zhong put on the [-]-style gas mask he had snatched from the Liuguo Hotel.

Gui Youguang threw Thomson behind him, took a grenade from his waist, and unscrewed the metal cover at the bottom. It was a powerful grenade with a ten-second delay and needed to be thrown.

The second hand on the watch kept beating, and Gui Youguang counted down silently until there were only ten seconds left before the action time. He pulled the matchlock and threw the grenade out, and the grenade rolled to the back door.

At the same time, a team member cut off the power supply of the warehouse, and the well-lit warehouse suddenly fell into darkness. The Japanese inside shouted, and it seemed that they also realized that something was wrong.

Zuo Zhong pulled Gui Youguang back. Three seconds later, two violent explosions were heard, and the attack at the front door also started. But why did the ten-second delay become five seconds?

The latest product of Jinling Armory nearly killed them. Zuo Zhong rushed to the back door before he could complain. At this time, a big hole had exploded in the back door. The original iron door flew to nowhere, and the voice in the warehouse became clearer.

Zuo Zhong jumped into the warehouse first, and before he landed, he found several white coats lying on the ground. They were members of the Kwantung Army's epidemic prevention and water supply unit. He shot a few short bursts mercilessly, and the white coats struggled twice. Immediately there was no sound.

The four operatives behind him rushed towards the first room from his left side while firing heavily from the left. A special agent leaned against the wall, kicked open the wooden partition door with his heels, and threw a flash bomb in with his backhand. very quickly.

"Bah!"

The moment the flash bomb exploded, Zuo Zhong had already put Thomson on his shoulder. He glanced around the door, and there were some messy chemical test tubes, medicines and other items in the room.

There were also a few white coats hiding in the corner with Nanfang pistols, covering their eyes and screaming at the moment, these dogs really wanted to fight to the end, Zuo Zhong pulled the trigger and fired a burst of flames.

"Da da da da da."

Blood splattered all over the body in the white coat. Of the remaining four team members, two stayed at the door to guard, and the other two rushed into the room to check for safety. They really found an enemy behind a pile of furniture.

Although the man was wearing glasses and had no weapon in his hands, he didn't look threatening, but the secret agents did not choose to let him go, and the first room was emptied after a few clear gunshots.

Zuo Zhong turned around, nodded to the vigilant team members outside, and the three of them walked to the second room on the left together, but before they reached the door, they were forced back by fierce gunshots, with long weapons!
It sounded like a German-made MP18. The 9mm Luger bullets easily pierced through the green bricks and door panels. If they hadn't retreated in time, Zuo Zhong and the four team members would have been smashed into a sieve.

"MD, bah." Zuo Zhong spat out the dust in his mouth, and shouted: "Flash bombs are ready."

Two team members who were also in a panic lay directly on the ground, took out two flash bombs and threw them into the broken wooden door. Soon there were two loud bangs in the room, but the gunshots from MP18 did not stop.

Zuo Zhong heard that there were at least two MP18s inside covering and shooting, that is, one reloaded and the other fired, forming uninterrupted firepower suppression, and now they met their opponents.

It must not be Japanese technicians inside. This kind of combat method can only be achieved by elite front-line combat troops, and it takes a long time to adapt. It is the Kwantung Army combat troops.

When they were at the Liuguo Hotel, Zuo Zhong caught them by surprise, the opponent was restrained everywhere, and their combat effectiveness was only at the first level. Now this kind of performance is the true strength of this elite army.

"The muzzle is one meter above the ground, shoot directly at the wall!" Zuo Zhong decided not to talk about martial arts.

The MP18’s bullet capacity is not as large as that of the Thomson submachine gun, and the 11.43mm Colt automatic pistol bullet is also more powerful, and the opponent only has two, while the own side has five. The probability of Mongolia is much higher than that of the Japanese.

Zuo Zhong replaced it with a new 100-round drum, clamped the gun stock with his arm, and pulled the trigger against the wall brick. The bullet casings flowed to the ground like running water, and the seemingly solid wall was beaten into a hornet's nest.

The other four agents in the group followed suit. The crisp sound of typewriters resounded throughout the warehouse, startling Gui Youguang, who was cleaning up the right side, and turned around to see five flames licking a room.

Among the five, Zuo Chong's drum was the first to finish firing. Regardless of the red barrel, he replaced it with a new drum. The firepower could not be interrupted to prevent the opponent from rushing out, or the Japanese in front of the warehouse returning to help.

But after the four men stopped shooting, Zuo Zhong found that there was silence in the second room. Could it be that they were all dead?He gestured, and an agent took out a flashbang and threw it into the room again, with another loud bang.

There was still no movement, and the four agents rushed into the room before the section chief. The scene inside made them speechless, but they were sure that no one would resist. Looking at the unused Japanese grenade on the ground, everyone's backs were cold.

Zuo Zhong also saw it, but when he heard the gunshots in front of the warehouse, he quickly shouted: "Leave one person to check the results and support the front door."

Gui Youguang's luck was better. There were only a few scientific researchers in the two rooms, and the resistance was very weak. The battle ended soon, and now they are leading people to attack the Japanese from behind.

However, the Japanese used the medicine packing box as a cover to block their attack from behind. This group of people has very strong combat effectiveness, and they fought very calmly and arrogantly in the front and back attack.

A Japanese jumped out of the bunker with an MP18 in hand, and almost hit Gui Youguang in the head with a few precise bursts. In such a dark environment, I don't know how he could tell the commander out.

Zuo Zhong brought people to support him. He happened to see this scene, and his lungs almost exploded. The intelligence department has always suppressed others to beat them. When did it become suppressed and beaten by others? It's so embarrassing.

"Gui Youguang, can you fucking do it, attack with grenades, no one will be left alive!" Zuo Zhong shouted in Hangzhou dialect, his voice was a little strange under the influence of the gas mask.

Both he and Gui Youguang graduated from the Hangzhou Police Academy, and they are very familiar with Hangzhou dialect. In such a chaotic situation, no code word will work, and the Japanese cannot understand it.

Gui Youguang took a hard look at the enemy, and took out a grenade, and his four team members also took out one each. While shooting, the five people quietly tore off the match rope, and the grenade hissed.

"Throw!"

"Whoosh whoosh."

Five hand grenades that had passed through the tactics flew across the darkness with green smoke, and flew towards the bunker guarded by the Japanese. The Japanese, who were still relaxed just now, shouted in despair: "Grenade~"

In the woods one mile away from the battlefield, Gu Qi was fidgeting when he heard the gunshots like fried beans in the distance. Why was the battle so fierce?

Yu Xingle on the side comforted: "Don't worry, there are so many of them, and they are fully armed, the Japanese don't have that."

"Boom!"

Before he finished speaking, he heard a few loud explosions, Yu Xingle's mouth was closed all of a sudden, and he prayed in his heart that nothing would happen, if something happened to Zuo Zhong, Dai Chunfeng could kill him alive.

(End of this chapter)