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Chapter 554
"Dangdangdangdangdangdang~"

The clock tower chimed five times, Shen Dongxin at the fruit stand wiped the apple in his hand, glanced around from the corner of his eye, hooked the box containing the weapon to his side, and raised his vigilance.

So many suspicious people haunting the hospital can't be just to watch the excitement, the sky is starting to darken, the night will be the best cover for the underground party's operations, maybe the gunshots will ring out in the next second.

At this time, a person rode a bicycle full of mud and water and drove quickly across the road. Several bamboo fishing rods were tied to the beam of the vehicle. He looked like a fisherman who had just returned from fishing in the suburbs.

Shen Dongxin looked at the other person's appearance and confirmed that he was not the person on the pamphlet, so he continued to work. There must be an observation post of the underground party nearby, and any flaws would lead to exposure.

"Boss, buy an apple."

Not long after, Wu Chunyang walked to the fruit stand and said something, while bowing his head to pick and choose, he said in a low voice: "After the operation starts, the opponent is likely to evacuate from the back door, so we must keep an eye on it.

If there is no movement, you should leave according to the usual closing time, don’t stay too long, clean up after finishing and go to the monitoring point to wait for orders, do not act without orders, let alone shoot. "

"Okay, got it."

Shen Dongxin understood what he meant, and replied without moving his mouth, quickly put the apples into a net pocket, weighed them on the steelyard, and said with a smile on his face, "It's three catties in total, and I'll charge you thirty cents."

"Well, hurry up."

Without much communication, just like a normal customer, Wu Chunyang took out the banknote and handed it over, turned around and left with the apple in his hand, and walked quickly towards the opposite direction of Elizabeth Hospital.

The chief behind the wall of the clock tower looked at the scene in the telescope, thought for a while, and then stopped paying attention here. According to the information collected before and on-site observation, the fruit stand should be fine.

However, he still kept an eye out and wrote down the appearance of the two young men. If they meet again around the mission site in the future, it means that there is a problem with the identity of the other party, and they are probably spies.

Moreover, they are the elite personnel of the party's intelligence agency, ordinary enemies will not behave so naturally, even in the red team, only a few veteran players can do this level of camouflage.

Thinking of this, the chief shook off a piece of oilcloth and spread it on the ground, grabbed the Arisaka [-]-type rifle leaning against the wall and lay down on it, and then kept twisting his body to adjust to the most comfortable shooting position.

The bell tower is built entirely of cement, and the ground is extremely rough. If there is no bedding, the long-term lying posture will easily leave marks on the clothes, which will be very conspicuous in the crowd.

Doing underground intelligence work in Shanghai, facing the triple siege of imperialism, the Cao Gang, and the Guo Party, the details determine the safety and lives of many people. If you make a mistake, you have no chance to regret it.

"click~"

After dealing with all this, he pulled the bolt and pushed it forward slightly, loaded the bullet, and unscrewed the safety at the rear of the bolt, and the calibrated rifle was ready for firing.

The chief clamped the gunstock firmly between his chin and shoulders, and aimed towards the hospital through the drain hole of the clock tower. Taking advantage of the terrain, the front and back entrances of the hospital were within the observation range.

Surprisingly, there is no observation equipment installed on the gun. First, it is difficult to find military-grade scopes on the market. Second, the field of view of the mechanical sight is better, which is convenient for observing the surroundings.

Moreover, the shooting distance of this operation is less than 200 meters, which is not too difficult for an excellent shooter. There is no need for extra auxiliary equipment, and it is easier to evacuate.

The front sight of the Arisaka [-]-style rifle turned from left to right, and finally stopped at the corner of the inpatient building of Elizabeth Hospital, where Gong Zizai's ward was located, and the curtains were drawn behind several windows.

This is a standard anti-assassination method. Guo Dang's play is very realistic. If there were no emergency intelligence reports from the southwest, maybe Teko and the red team would really fall into the trap.

The chief's eyes slowly moved away from the aperture-style rear sight, and he looked at the watch on his wrist. It was ten minutes past five, ten minutes before the action time, and those unrepentant traitors were about to strike.

Once they successfully eliminated Gong Zizai and were wiped out by the Secret Service Headquarters and the Secret Service, Xu Enzeng and Zuo Zhong were likely to appear, and this was the place where these two great spy chiefs were buried.

Now it's just dinner time, and the flow of people coming and going is the largest. At that time, if you create a little chaos at that time, the situation on the street will become complicated, and the assassins can easily retreat.

The chief thought about the course of action several times in his mind, took out a loaded pistol from his pocket and put it beside his hand, so that he could shoot at the fastest speed when he encountered danger and needed to fight at close range.

Everything starts from actual combat.

From a reactionary to a traitor who aided the evil, he has carried out many assassination missions, and there is only one secret to leaving alive, that is, the more fully prepared, the higher the success rate.

How long did it take for the patrol room in the public concession to receive the news and arrive at the scene, how many people arrived at the scene first, what weapons were equipped, and the character and ability of the commanders.

As well as how many roads leading to the urban area, the French Concession, and the suburbs within a radius of one kilometer of the hospital, and how many hidden places where people can hide on the way, etc., these information must be well known.

Murder is easy.

It's hard to escape after killing someone.

It is conceivable that Xu Enzeng and Zuo Zhong were shot to death in full view, and the Shanghai Special Market of the Guo Party will definitely go crazy to investigate, and the concession may also be dispatched under pressure.

Military and police specials, gangsters, foreigners' garrisons, patrol houses, and inquisitors will be all over every corner of the city, like vicious dogs chasing prey, identifying every suspicious person.

The chief's expression is very serious. This mission is the most dangerous one since he joined the organization. Killing the heads of the two intelligence agencies is equivalent to stabbing two hornet's nests.

But there are some things that must be done. Through these two days of understanding, combined with the news from various places and the internal news channels of the Guo Party, the blood debts owed by Xu Enzeng and Zuo Zhong have gradually been found out.

Let's not talk about the one surnamed Xu, the other party never concealed those crimes, how many people were killed, how many people were arrested, and he wanted to let the newspapers all over the world publish it, so as to ask for benefits from his master.

The cunning one is that Zuo Zhong, whose resume seems to have little overlap with the underground party. In fact, his hands are covered with blood, but he is good at hiding and does not reveal his true face of crime.

For example, this guy once supervised the execution of two comrades in Laohuqiao Prison. For example, he killed and injured many rescue workers in Jiujiaxu.

Should such a person be killed?

must be killed.

The chief closed his eyes and tried to calm himself down. Only with a steady heart can his hands be steady. He and another team member only had one chance. Today, they will use the lives of the secret agents to pay homage to the spirits of the comrades in heaven.

The only regret is that there is no way to get a recent photo of Zuo Zhong, but it is not a big problem. With Xu Enzeng, young age, and high status, if you grasp these three conditions well, you will basically not kill the wrong person.

Because the senior staff of Secret Service Headquarters and Secret Service are all middle-aged except for the other party, this alone can help them find the right target. As for Xu Enzeng's photo, you can find it anywhere.

The chief had never seen such an intelligence officer who loves to take pictures and is willing to be interviewed by reporters. He can find photos from various angles casually, and his face can be regarded as a familiar face in Jinling newspapers.

The time quickly reached five eighteen.

On the floor where Gong Zizai was located, more than 20 internal cells pretending to be patients and family members pulled out long and short guns from their bodies or other places at the same time, and rushed to the ward in silence.

This group of people came from the Great Era of Destiny. They had personally experienced the battle with the Beiyang warlords. They must be able to climb out of the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​​​blood. At least they are not powerless.

"what"

"boom."

An Nan patrolling at the door of the ward yelled in a half-baked Chinese, and before he finished speaking, his brain was blown out. It was a real brain hole, and blood and white objects splattered everywhere.

"Forgive me, surrender."

The white detective on one side dropped the weapon with a slam, raised his hands and knelt down, begging for mercy, and put his head directly on the ground, for fear of seeing the face of the shooter, he was very skilled in his business.

"Open the door."

A masked man said something in a low voice, and waved the gun in his hand. This action was very convincing, and it was impossible to refuse, especially when there were more than [-] guns held up.

The white detective didn't get up, and turned around with his knees as the center. If Zuo Zhong was present, he would have exclaimed that the hip-hop master was there. After opening the door, this person consciously and mellowly rolled into the corner.

"Come on, hurry up."

Perhaps the masked man didn't want to make this matter a big deal, so he skipped the shivering lump of fat, gave orders to the few people closest to him, and then kicked open the door of the ward.

As soon as the gunshot rang out, Gong Zizai in the room knew that someone was coming to kill him, but he was lying on the bed like a zongzi, forgetting about running away and resisting, and only uttered three words with all his strength.

"Do not kill me."

"bang bang bang"

The traitor was answered by more than a dozen ruthless bullets. A large amount of blood instantly soaked the quilt, and the cotton wool inside exploded and was blown away by the wind. The masked man in the lead had complicated eyes.

He looked at Gong Zizai who had been beaten into a sieve and thought for a few seconds, then turned his head and made a gesture, and the internal cells that carried out the elimination plan walked out of the ward without sadness or joy, and ran to the various exits separately.

"Help, there's a gun."

"Murdered."

"Come on someone."

At this time, the hospital was in chaos, and countless medical miracles were staged here. A party-state elite who was said to have been disabled on duty and was paralyzed for several years jumped out of bed and fled.

Doctors, nurses, patients and their family members, regardless of humility and demeanor, rushed out of the hospital, stood on the busy street and shouted for help, and the police whistle of the police immediately rang.

"Beep~beep~beep~"

(End of this chapter)