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Chapter 65 The Battle Begins
The ingredients provided by the various consulates were piled up at the entrance of the Liuguo Hotel. A man in black was checking carefully to prevent other things from being mixed in. However, it seemed too much to worry about. These things were very clean.

"The information you need is in the apple basket." The porter whispered next to the man in black, and then walked away as if nothing had happened.

The man in black didn't move at all, and moved baskets of ingredients into the hotel normally, making the melon-eaters outside salivate.

Zuo Zhong sat on the chair and looked at the hostages who were playing cards. This was to let them have something to do, save them from thinking wildly, and increase the difficulty of control.

"Brother, someone sent a note from outside, take a look." Wu Chunyang was the man in black just now, he didn't read the note, but directly gave it to Zuo Zhong.

Zuo Zhong took the note, on which it was written in Chinese: The Japanese Kwantung Army team has arrived, one hundred people, the intention is unknown, please be more cautious, if necessary, please announce the need for milk.

Zuo Zhong sat up straight, thought for a while and threw the note to Wu Chunyang: "Look, what do you think this note means?"

Wu Chunyang took a look at it, and frowned: "The Kwantung Army squad, are they going to rescue the hostages? Is it Beiping station to help us? I don't see that they have a way."

"Believe it or not, this must have been given to us by a consulate outside." Zuo Zhong seemed to have thought of something interesting, and grinned loudly.

"What, why are they helping us?"

"Then it's not clear. I'm not a god, but it's nothing more than that we have the same interests as them."

Zuo Zhong rubbed his chin. This time it became more and more interesting. Before he knew it, new forces had already started to end the scene. This scene had become a platform, and all kinds of characters would come on stage.

Zuo Zhong thought about that team: "Chunyang, if it were you, how would you attack here."

Wu Chunyang thought for a while and shook his head. Now the entrances and exits have been blocked, and there are threats of dangerous goods inside. There is no other way except to rely on human life.

Zuo Zhong felt that this team was the elite of the Kwantung Army, and it should be regarded as the embryonic form of special forces. How would special forces rescue hostages in later generations of film and television dramas?

It's nothing more than going east and hitting the west, and taking surprises. In the Liuguo Hotel, going east is these normal entrances and exits, and hitting the west is to attack inconspicuous places.

As for surprise, it is to choose the right time to attack and attack weapons, such as flash bombs, smoke bombs or even tear gas, which can be fully realized by the Japanese military technology.

If he was Japanese, where would he open the gap? Zuo Zhong wandered around the hotel upstairs and downstairs.

The south side of the Liuguo Hotel is the gate and the road; the north is a residential area with complex terrain and many people; the east side is a building with the same height as the Liuguo Hotel; the west side used to be a small pond, which was later remodeled into a small garden;
After Zuo Chong finished his shopping, he quickly realized a problem. He couldn't just think from the perspective of intelligence operations, but also considered how the army would attack this building and what they would do.

The first choice is of course aircraft bombing, then shelling, and finally blasting. In the embassy district, the Japanese naturally would not choose the first two, and blasting became their best choice.

The defense of the hotel seemed impenetrable, but with so many walls and enclosures, it was fine to blast holes from anywhere. As long as the Japanese entered the hotel, their own advantages would not be obvious.

"Wu Chunyang, it is possible for the Japanese to cross from the top of the building to the top of the building by rope. You take people to the top of the building to hide. Remember to bring grenades."

"Yes"

"Gui Youguang, have you seen this western wall, the Japanese may also blast into the hotel from here, do you know what to do?"

"Know, set up bombing points, and ambush them!"

"It's a good choice, but what do you do if the opponent has tear gas bombs? Do you have a gas mask? Now that you know the opponent's route, you can set up traps in addition to laying an ambush."

Zuo Zhong also had no choice. He couldn't get gas masks at all. During World War I, there was a gas war between the two sides, but the government had no plan to buy or manufacture gas masks.

After arranging all this, Zuo Zhong smiled lightly as he looked at the embassy area under the night sky. Let's meet the most elite Kwantung Army in the legend and see how much you have.

It was late at night, and the embassy area was quiet again. The citizens of Beiping who watched the excitement had already gone home, and there were only two steadfast reporters left, as well as the lazy consulate military police and patrolmen.

"Do you think the Japanese will come?"

"Of course, this is information that cost me 500 francs."

Two French reporters crouched behind the sandbags and whispered. They learned from certain channels that the Japanese would rescue the hostages tonight, so they waited here.

Wealth and wealth are in danger, as long as they can take pictures of the Japanese attack, no matter whether the opponent succeeds or not, they will have first-hand information coveted by the global media.

"Damn it, why is someone here again?"

The French reporters saw a sneaky figure approaching, and they recognized him as a rude Yankee. It seemed that he also had the so-called "top secret" information.

So after the two parties met, they shouted at the same time: "Damn information dealer, he told me that he only sold it to me."

The scene was a bit embarrassing for a while, but it was not a deep hatred. The French reporter moved out of his seat, and the American reporter also lay behind the sandbags.

"How much did you pay that cunning fellow?"

"Five hundred francs, what about you?"

The American reporter kept a dark face and didn't speak. He felt that he had been deceived. The two French reporters laughed out loud. It seemed that the Yankee had been tricked.

But soon they couldn't laugh anymore. The sandbags turned into canned sardines. Reporters from all over the world came together. It seemed that the information dealer had made a fortune.

The gendarmes were speechless looking at the reporters lying on the ground. Could it be that these uncrowned kings couldn't sleep in bed, they had to lie on the cold road.

"Let the soldiers be careful, it looks like there will be a firefight tonight."

"Sir, do you want to rescue the hostages again, but there are dangerous goods in there."

The chief who had participated in the colonial war touched his one eye: "You have to know that our casualties are just numbers in the eyes of those big shots."

At this moment in the Japanese Consulate, Major Hideyoshi Mizushima looked at the elites under him and expressed his satisfaction, they were very good and energetic. His subordinates couldn't compare with when he was the captain, but he didn't mind at all.

It is his honor to be able to lead the most elite soldiers of the entire Kwantung Army. After completing this mission, Mizushima Hideyoshi suggested to Chief of Staff Itagaki: keep this elite small unit.

After seeing this army, Hideyoshi Mizushima clearly realized one thing. This army has the advantages of flexible organization, capable personnel, well-equipped, fast maneuvering, well-trained, and strong combat effectiveness.

In special occasions, it can replace large troops to perform tasks such as harassment and sabotage, assassination and kidnapping, reconnaissance behind enemy lines, intelligence theft, special security, and anti-sneak attack.

Just like the German Stormtroopers in World War I, our team is also equipped with German-made MP18 submachine guns, a large number of grenades, smoke bombs, and tear gas bombs.

"Major, the commando team has assembled."

"That's right, it's two o'clock now. Team A crosses from the east building to the roof of the target building at 2.35 minutes, and must go to the second floor of the hotel at 2.50 minutes. Team B approaches the west wall of the hotel from the west garden covertly, and must set up before 2.50 minutes Good explosive point. Team C launched a feint attack on time at [-]:[-] in the morning, and Team AB waited for the opportunity to launch an attack."

Hideyoshi Mizushima put down his watch and added: "I lead Team B, and the other two teams are led by captains. All men in black were killed, and only the masked man was left behind. You must memorize Zhang Jingyao's photo. safety."

"Hi!"

"Set off."

The situation outside the Liuguo Hotel was getting more and more outrageous. Even the citizens of Beiping who left had returned a lot, which made the terrified military police feel a little bit of peace of mind.

"Fifth Brother, it's almost dawn now, why hasn't Little Japan come here, you must have been cheated."

"If Little Six dares to lie to me, I will break his leg."

"How much did you spend, little six is ​​a very thief."

"Fart money, I gave him half a duck."

The reporters didn't want to talk anymore, so I would like to ask how much half a duck is worth. Some of them spent hundreds of dollars, and some of them gave tens of dollars to the intelligence dealers. Damn guy!
"Hey, here we come, look at someone coming across the road!" The citizens were excited, eating sunflower seeds.

Zuo Zhong heard the commotion outside, black lines at one end, why are these people not busy, why don't they sleep in the middle of the night, come here to watch the excitement.

"Get ready, the Japanese are coming!"

Hideyoshi Mizushima led people from the garden to approach the west wall from the concealment, and immediately ordered the engineers to set up bombing points. This was not easy, and the gap must be opened accurately without being too powerful.

The special engineers in the Japanese army team knocked on the wall, carefully observed the material, calculated on paper, and then began to take out tools to set the explosion point.

Hideyoshi Mizushima smiled. The Chinese would never have thought that he would appear from here. Do these Chinese people think this is the defense of the ancient war? It's ridiculous.

"Major, there are many Chinese people and reporters watching the excitement across the road. Do you want Team C to drive him away?" A scout came back and reported.

"No, they can help us attract the robbers' attention, and everything will go according to the original plan." Hideyoshi Mizushima interrupted the scout.

At 2.35, a claw was thrown onto the wire mesh on the roof of the Liuguo Hotel, which is when the Japanese soldiers in the east building started to move.

Soon the first Japanese soldier used the rope to reach the roof of the Liuguo Hotel. As soon as he landed, he began to be vigilant until the roof was confirmed to be safe. He took out his flashlight and flashed twice towards the opposite building.

Soon, the Japanese soldiers who received the signal successfully smuggled to the roof of the Liuguo Hotel with ropes.

A lieutenant officer ordered: "Everyone checks the equipment and waits for the Major."

“Da da da da”

Before he could speak, his words were interrupted by a burst of gunfire. The captain could only break the tactical silence and shouted at the top of his throat: "Enemy attack, take cover."

But there is nowhere to hide on the bare roof, and the only ventilation duct that can be used as a bunker is still occupied by the spies led by Wu Chunyang, and the Japanese soldiers feel a little desperate for a while.

(End of this chapter)