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Chapter 498 Buying Time
Hearing the sound of sniper guns in the distance, Meng Ting suddenly lifted the rain cloth on his body and stood up. Looking at the staff of the Secret Service Headquarters lying on the ground, he calmly pulled out the Browning M1910 and emptied the magazine.

"Clap clap clap..."

He sent away two or three old colleagues with seven bullets. These people didn't even see who fired the shots, and kicked their legs after a few blood sprayed from the back of their heads and backs, ending their sinful life.

At the same time, more than a dozen underground parties armed with weapons also appeared on several nearby coal piles, and they pulled the trigger without any hesitation.

MP18.

Self-made pistol.

Thomson.

Like the execution ground operation, the underground party still poured a large number of bullets in a short period of time, using continuous firepower to kill the enemy's vital forces as much as possible, and did not give the enemy a chance to organize defense.

After several rounds of firefights and chases before, there were only more than 80 agents left in the Secret Service Headquarters. Under this wave of sudden attacks, less than 50 people survived, and morale fell to the bottom.

There were bangs and gunshots everywhere. They didn't know how many underground parties were hidden in the coal yard. They only saw the people around them fall down one by one, and panic gradually spread to everyone.

No party, country, or credit is as important as their own lives. This group of people only hates that their parents lost two legs, and they scrambled and retreated to the starting point, completely losing the courage to resist.

Over there, Meng Ting withdrew his pistol, swung the rifle on his shoulder to the front of his body gracefully, wrapped his armed belt around his wrist, and fired a shot at a spy who was about to run into the bunker in a standard standing posture.

"Bang~"

The spy fell in response, looking at the bunker that was only one step away, his eyes were full of unwillingness, his hands grabbed the air in vain, he struggled desperately for a few seconds, and then his head dropped and he died.

"Boom."

At this time, there was another loud gunshot. Meng Ting, who was looking for the next target, heard the sound and saw that the squadron pulled the bolt of the gun, and a golden shell bounced and rolled down from the coal pile.

Correspondingly, at a distance of more than 100 meters from him, a spy swayed on the top of the coal pile, then fell down clutching his chest, and his body rolled down the coal pile.

"Good marksmanship."

Meng Ting applauded. Not everyone can shoot long-range shots in such a chaotic environment. Talent and hard long-term training are indispensable.

As expected of a titan in the military, after so many years, the muscle memory of those years has not disappeared at all. Who would have thought that this little bureaucrat who was cautious in his words and deeds at the customs was actually a master of marksmanship.

This idea just flashed in his mind, and then he raised his gun and killed a spy who was trying to sneak attack a place, and then raised his eyebrows at the squad army, and the match between the two officially began.

"Bang bang."

"bang bang bang"

They flexibly shot, dodged, and shot again in the coal pile, knocking down the enemies running around like headless flies, and the blood fell on the black coal, giving off a strange reflection.

Revenge bullets were constantly shot from all directions, making the secret agents cry and cry, unable to run or walk, and some even pouted their buttocks and dug up the coal pile and buried their heads in it.

But it was useless, the blocking underground party knew that the more painful the enemy was, the more time the captured personnel would have to evacuate, and none of these spies had blood on their hands.

So no matter whether they were kneeling down to beg for mercy or pretending to be an ostrich, they continued to clean up one of the people present with a stern expression without any hesitation. This was a blood debt that the other party should have paid long ago.

I don't know when, snowflakes slowly floated in the sky, and when it was about to fall, they were swept by the strong wind and blown in all directions. Perhaps this was just because they didn't want too many people to witness this killing.

A thin layer of snow gradually fell on the hot bullet casings, dried blood, and stiff corpses. It seemed that there were only black and white colors left in the whole world, which made the scene of the firefight even more chilling.

Dai Chunfeng on the outskirts felt terrified at this moment. As soon as the people in one area ran into the coal yard, gunshots rang out continuously, pistols, rifles, and submachine guns, just like the New Year.

The ensuing cries showed that they were ambushed, and it didn't take long for the spies to run out of the coal pile one by one, but before they could hide in the bunker, they were beaten to death in front of his eyes.

The underground party had been prepared for a long time, and deliberately led a place into the encirclement. The people who entered before were afraid that it would be dangerous. It was too dangerous. Old Dai squinted his eyes, looked at Zuo Zhong and said lightly.

"Shen Mo, it seems that one is over, and it's our turn next. Do you have the confidence to wipe out this gang of underground gangsters? No matter how much you pay, you must not let them escape."

"Teacher, please rest assured that all the staff in the intelligence department are ready. The students will personally lead the team to carry out the task. All the underground party members will be kept behind. Please wait for the news of our victory."

Zuo Zhong answered decisively, turned around and walked in front of Gui Youguang and Wu Chunyang: "Concentrate all the smoke bombs, and use the smoke to quickly rush into the coal pile and establish the first line of defense.

After the line of defense is stabilized, the action team will carry out combat missions. Don't go too deep. To capture a coal pile, you must completely occupy a coal pile, and then attack other coal piles when follow-up personnel arrive.

It is necessary to continuously oppress and reduce the scope of activities of the underground party operatives, so that they cannot use the complex terrain to resist. I named this tactic the onion peeling tactic. "

There is nothing wrong with his order, except for the slow progress, there is no defect, but in the face of a situation where dozens of people were made dumplings, the intelligence department could not be too cautious.

What the underground party lacks most now is time. The spies will fight coal piles one by one, which can buy enough time for the opponent to evacuate without arousing suspicion.

"Yes."

Wu Chunyang and Gui Youguang replied, and after speaking, they began to prepare for action, such as selecting the first batch of assault personnel with strong skills, such as concentrating submachine guns and light machine guns as cover fire.

The intelligence department was preparing, and Meng Ting and Ban Jun were also preparing. After checking whether there were any survivors, they collected the guns and ammunition carried by a person and waited for the next round of attack.

Because it is a small-scale offensive and defensive battle, the number of people in the firefight is small and it is easy to identify each other, and the types of weapons on both sides are very diverse. Using the enemy's guns to fight does not need to worry about accidental injury to one's own personnel.

But on the battlefield, this kind of behavior is very dangerous. How soldiers can judge who is their own in an environment with low visibility is naturally based on the sound of gunfire, so standard weapons cannot be changed randomly.

Meng Ting bent down to pick up a Thompson, pulled the top bolt, and found that the gun was loaded smoothly. Then he looked at the seven or eight one-hundred-round drums collected on the ground, and he couldn't help smiling.

Now they have enough firepower to deal with the enemy's attack. These Thomsons are new products that Xu Enzeng bought from an American foreign company. The quality is very good, and the firepower and power are very satisfactory.

At this time, Ban Jun came over and said: "Comrade actor, there are still a few comrades who have not boarded the ship, we need to wait a little longer, we must be careful, the next one may be someone from the intelligence department of the Secret Service.

I once cooperated with the other party in carrying out an investigative operation against spies. These spies are very powerful, they do things impeccably, have superb technical and tactical levels, and are even more difficult to deal with than the secret service headquarters. "

As Zuo Zhong's old classmate, he knew the opponent's ability and level very well. The Japanese spies were not good men and women. The secret service's ability to defeat them time and time again was enough to show how terrible this department was.

Of course Meng Ting would not underestimate the enemy, that Zuo Zhong only took one look at the scene, and saw through the automatic lighting and ignition devices in the mansion. Facing such a shrewd spy agent, he must be more vigilant.

He immediately distributed all the weapons and ammunition equally, and arranged the blocking personnel at various key positions. It was useless to use the ambush once, and they would fight a tough battle later.

Sure enough, as soon as he made the preparations, several clouds of smoke rose in the open area. The sniper Min on the freighter frowned, wondering how many smoke bombs these Guo Party agents had brought.

Meng Ting picked up the binoculars with a calm face and looked at it. He had expected this for a long time. After all, the move is not new, as long as it works, he thought for a while and made a decision.

"Get out of the first row of coal piles, use fuel to ignite coal blocks, build a defense line to the second row of coal piles, pay attention to the open space on both sides, prevent the enemy from outflanking, and allow free fire without asking for instructions."

In the plan, they planned to use the fire to prevent the secret agents from retreating, and prepared a lot of gasoline and kerosene for this purpose. Although it was snowing now, it did not affect the burning of coal.

Following this order, the underground party members including Ban Jun brought bottles of fuel in glass bottles and slammed them on the coal pile, and the splashed fuel quickly penetrated into the depth of the coal.

"Tear."

After finishing this, everyone lit a match and threw it on the coal pile. The fire suddenly shot up into the sky, and the faint blue flame quickly spread to the surrounding area, and the first row of coal pile was completely ignited.

Feeling the scorching air, Meng Ting glanced at everyone: "Let's go, the party members stay, and the others return to the ship to help. If we can't come back, the captain knows where the evacuation is."

The members of the team did not move, and some of them were not party members, but they were willing to demand themselves according to the standards of a party member, leaving their comrades to escape alone, a qualified party member would not do this.

If they were greedy for life and afraid of death, they would not risk their lives to participate in the operation. As long as more than 400 captured comrades can be allowed to leave, even if they are the last one in the battle, they will never take a step back.

Meng Ting smiled relievedly: "Okay, then prepare for battle, the new enemies are scheming and good at using all kinds of new equipment, such as smoke bombs and blinding flash bombs.

Everyone should protect themselves well, and don't go head-to-head with each other. Our main task is to buy time for the retreat, not to eliminate them. We want to teach Agent Gou a lesson. There will be opportunities in the future. "

"Yes."

Everyone pulled the bolts and walked to their respective combat positions, waiting for the arrival of the legendary Guodang Intelligence Ace Secret Service. Even if they all die together today, they still have to block the opponent's attack.

　There are easter eggs, if they are not displayed, they are being reviewed

　　
　
(End of this chapter)