cicada

Chapter 502
"Follow your orders."

Zuo Zhong saluted, turned his head to look at Wu Chunyang at the top of the coal pile, and Gui Youguang who led the team standing aside, raised his head and stretched out three fingers to start counting down, and the operators raised their guns.

"three."

"two."

"one."

"action!"

"Da da da…"

With Zuo Zhong's hand clenched into a fist, Wu Chunyang at the top moved first. He and his spies stood up abruptly, and fired violently at the third pile of coal, sending coal crumbs flying all over the place.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zuo Zhong and Gui Youguang rushed out of the bunker with the elite members of the action team, and ran towards the last line of defense of the underground party. At this time, speed determines life and death.

The reason for not using the smoke bombs is that they have been exhausted and there are only a few spares left, and the second is that Lao Dai is supervising the battle behind him. Using this method to delay the time again will definitely not work.

"hu~hu~"

Zuo Chong, who was running in the front, opened his mouth wide, swung his arms vigorously, and tried to maintain his balance on the uneven road, saying to himself, Lao Ban, Lao Ban, this time, my brother has worked hard for you.

The snowflakes flying all over the sky hit his face with slight pain, making people unable to help but want to close their eyes, but at this moment, even if they stopped for a moment, they might hit him, and he didn't want to gamble with his life.

He slowly let go of his mind, and focused all his attention on a large piece of coal more than ten meters away. It would be safe to run there. If he couldn't run, he would be beaten into a hornet's nest.

Gui Youguang and the spies who took part in the operation also understood this, and ran towards the target point with ferocious faces, and soon reached the center of the open space between the two coal piles.

This is the most dangerous position. In case of an attack, they cannot enter or retreat, and there is no place to hide around. They can only stand in place and be hit as living targets.

"Bang bang bang bang."

What was scary, the underground party really started to fight back, and it was heavy firepower. The Czech-style gunshots startled the Secret Service. Where did the light machine gun come from.

But this time the intelligence department was very well prepared, and they also brought the Czech type, or three, with sufficient ammunition, and the machine gunner immediately aimed at the opposite side and pulled the trigger, and the bullets shot out like splashing water.

But the height of the third pile of coal was much higher than that of the second pile of coal. The shooting of the secret agents could not threaten the underground party at all.

"Go away!"

Wu Chunyang looked at the dust flying around the section chief, his eyes were blood red, he kicked away one of the machine gunners, stood at the highest point with the handle above the machine gun and fired wildly.

Only when people are in danger can they see people's hearts. Gradually, more intelligence agents stood up straight and blocked the shooting angle of the underground party. Dai Chunfeng, who was watching the battle, was moved to tears, and he said that the army's heart is available.

Relying on the desperate cover of their subordinates, Zuo Zhong and others managed to get close to the third coal pile after paying the price of serious injury to one person. Everyone sat on the ground sweating profusely and felt their legs go weak.

"Smoke a wounded brother."

"Yes."

Before he had time to rest, Zuo Zhong asked someone to throw a smoke bomb on the subordinates who were lying on the road. They couldn't control each other now, and it was up to each other's fortune to die or live, but he led the people to move again.

"Everyone is divided into two teams. I will lead one team, and Youguang will lead the other team. Attack from the left and right sides of the coal pile. Based on the sound of explosions on my side, try to catch as many alive as possible, and do not kill criminals at will."

Zuo Zhong quickly assigned the task, and led people to touch the top. When there were still two or three meters away, he seemed to slip and kicked a piece of coal down, making a crisp crashing sound.

"No, throw it away."

He was shocked, and immediately threw the flash bomb in his hand. The other agents followed suit and threw the flash bomb. A few seconds later, several explosions sounded, and the battle entered Gaochao in an instant.

The secret agents fired from a high place, and the underground party relied on the wooden cargo boxes on the pier as a cover to fight back. This was the final battle.

MP18, Zilaide, Thomson, Browning, Czech, PPK, various types of guns fired various types of bullets, passing by the intelligence department and underground party personnel at high speed.

The scorching hot warhead melted and vaporized flakes of snowflakes, forming white trails in the air, or crushed a piece of coal, or passed through a wooden box and embedded it into the dock.

Zuo Zhong straddled the top of the coal pile, heard a whoosh in his ear, the hand holding the gun remained motionless, and fired a shot at a young man in police uniform holding a submachine gun, hitting the opponent's arm accurately.

Not shooting at this time is to show that he has something to do with the underground party. All he can do is aim at non-critical parts and give the opponent a chance to retreat. It is better to be injured than to be caught by the secret service.

Seeing that the section chief was so brave, Gui Youguang was not to be outdone, and Thomson in his hand shot a beautiful burst, wounding an underground party member who was trying to counterattack and drove back to the bunker.

Slowly, the intelligence department gained the upper hand. Under the fierce firepower, the wooden box became full of holes, and the sawdust from the explosion even hit the underground party from time to time, and more and more people were injured.

Min, the sniper on the freighter, was also targeted by the sharpshooters of the action team. He was beaten to the ground and could not provide support. The interceptors of the underground party were about to be annihilated.

"Actors, pastors, let's go, leave me a weapon. My injuries are too serious, and evacuating will only increase the burden. Please rest assured, I am ready to give everything to the cause of the party."

Squad Jun leaned weakly behind a large wooden box, and said something to Meng Ting and Lao Liu next to him. There was no trace of fear or fear on his pale face, but a faint smile appeared on his face.

"Let's go together."

Old Liu's face was calm, and he shot a spy, but unfortunately the distance was too far, the other party retreated while clutching his wound, obviously they were not hit, they were still entangled by the enemy.

"Pastor, let's go"

"Okay, let's retreat."

Ban Jun wanted to persuade him again, but Meng Ting suddenly interjected, then knelt down and stuffed a Thompson submachine gun full of ammunition into Ban Jun's hand, and spoke in a low tone.

"Boatman, it is my honor to fight side by side with you, but we must complete the mission. When necessary, as the person in charge of this operation, I allow you to flexibly save yourself."

The squadron knows what flexible self-help is. As long as he pretends to surrender to the enemy, his life is indeed not in danger. Maybe the enemy will send him to the hospital for treatment, but is he really going to do this?

He tried his best to support himself, endured the pain in the wound, and said with a smile: "Comrades, this is a tortuous and bright journey. I am willing to turn into stones and pave the way."

So don't feel sad for me, hurry up and leave, the police and army in the city will appear at any time, then no one can leave, actor, it seems that I lost our game. "

"No, you won."

Meng Ting held his cold hand tightly, and said with a serious expression: "We will definitely send our comrades away safely, and we will definitely complete this tortuous road until we achieve complete victory."

The eyes of Lao Liu on the side were full of tears, he opened his mouth and said nothing, because he would have done the same, so he could only shoot the spy a few times angrily, and then turned his head to look at the squadron.

"withdraw."

Meng Ting gritted his teeth and let go of the squadron's hand, raised his head and shouted loudly: "Send a signal to the freighter, cover each other and retreat. After the boatman dies, the priest will lead the team. I will be at the end, and everyone must not stay."

"Yes."

"Yes."

The bloody sniper members replied in unison, without a trace of joy in their voices. After the break in this situation, everyone knew that the boatman was going to use his life to open a gap.

But in the face of the task, they don't have time for grief and love for their children. The self-defense force on the ship is too weak, and they need them to protect the captured personnel and evacuate to a safe location for evacuation.

"what."

At this time, the squadron, who had accumulated strength for a long time, yelled, turned Thomson on the wooden box, and controlled the submachine gun with one hand to shoot left and right. The spies were caught off guard and evaded.

"Walk."

Seeing this, Lao Liu shouted, and then ran towards the freighter with a low body. Some of the team members carried the injured comrades with their hands or backs, while the other part of the team members kept turning around and shooting to suppress the enemies behind them.

The crowd retreated while fighting, and it didn't take long to get on the trestle bridge, only one step away from the gangway, but the gangway was located in the firing range of the secret agents, and bullets hit the boat from time to time, making clanking noises.

Old Liu tried to climb a few times but was forced to come back. Just as he was sweating profusely, a voice sounded again: "Priest, jump into the water and drag the rope, stay away from the firefighting place before boarding the boat."

Meng Ting knelt on one knee behind the fence of the trestle bridge, shot with his right hand, and pointed to a cable with his left hand that fell into the water from the deck and said, This is a backup plan, the purpose is to let people board the ship quickly.

"how about you?"

Old Liu frowned tightly, always feeling that there was something else in the words, why did he say you two words, besides, as the person in charge of the operation, the other party should go first, which is related to the follow-up of the plan.

"I'm the last to go."

Meng Ting added: "There is no time. Don't let the boatman sacrifice in vain. There are rope buckles on the cable. Bind the injured comrades. The freighter will head towards Hui Province, and someone is waiting for it."

Lao Liu still wanted to ask more questions, but the freighter had already started to leave the pier slowly. Looking at the wounded team members, he had no choice but to jump into the water with the others and arrange the wounded properly.

After finishing the preparations, he suddenly realized that the boat was about to leave the pier, and the actor still hadn't come down. This made him worried about an accident, so he called out loudly, but there was no response.

Lao Liu immediately wanted to untie the rope, but found that the knot tied to his body turned out to be a dead knot. No, after the actor wanted to stay and break it, a thought flashed through his mind, but it was too late.

"Woo~"

The freighter whistled, both as if cheering for the success of the plan, and as if seeing off dear comrades in arms. The surging water at the stern pushed it to the other shore of victory and freedom.

Meng Ting listened to the sound of the whistle behind him, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, living under the mask for so many years, all he thought was those dirty schemes, let him be self-willed today and be himself.

underground party members.

Meng Ting.

Code actor.

(End of this chapter)