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Chapter 718 The Final Blow (2)

"Kachi~Kachi~"

Gao Bin led his men through the knee-deep snow and climbed up a hill. When they reached the middle of the hill, they held on to a big tree and gasped for breath.

He was tired from walking even when he was fat, let alone driving through the wind and snow. With the heavy fur coat on his body, he almost collapsed on the way.

Seeing that the section chief couldn't move anymore, the little spies also took the opportunity to stop for a rest. One of them walked under a big pine tree, untied his belt and started to release water.

Stimulated by the sound of rushing water, people who didn't want to urinate suddenly felt their stomachs swell, and one by one they contributed to the greening.

Gao Bin rested for a while, and also stood under the big tree, while solving personal problems, while exhorting a few confidants who came close.

"After a while, you will distance yourself along the ridgeline, and shoot me when you see someone, regardless of whether you hit me or not, and immediately move closer to others after you shoot.

Today’s matter is no small matter. Although the road is broken, the Japanese in Harbin and Hamakeng Village will arrive sooner or later, and we must do something.

In addition, everyone knows that the Secret Service Section has always been short of a deputy section chief of Manchu nationality. If I can become the deputy section chief, I will never forget you brothers. "

"Yes, Chief."

"Just watch."

"no problem."

The spies knew in their hearts that it was not important whether they could catch people, but showing their attitude was the key, and the Japanese could not feel that they had done nothing.

That compound is full of the Kwantung Army, and when the time comes to investigate, as slaves and dogs, they are likely to be pushed out as scapegoats.

Of course, it would be even better if he could make contributions. The premise is that he can survive the guns of the Anti-Japanese Union. The people present have different ideas and plans.

After talking about the matter, the group continued to walk towards the top of the mountain. After a long time, the mass of snow beside the pine trembled slightly, and then a person came out.

"Niang Xipi!"

Xu Enzeng was angry and scared. He was angry that these traitors dared to pee on his head, and he was afraid that he would be discovered by them.

If he falls into the hands of the Secret Service, he will die quickly, and the Japanese will definitely squeeze him out before giving up, even if he surrenders, it will be useless.

Did you say that you recruited all of them? Impossible, no matter how cooperative the captives are, they have to go through the interrogation room, which is what Secret Service Headquarters does.

But being able to eavesdrop on the arrangement of the secret agents was a pleasant surprise. In the future, when he returned to Jinling to perform meritorious service, who would dare to say that Xu Enzeng was a waste.

Must report.

But this leg.
Xu Enzeng looked at his right leg that was in plaster, hesitated for a moment, then became cruel, and climbed down the mountain with both hands, the man wanted to be harder on himself.

He was able to become the director of the Secret Service Headquarters not only because of the support of Er Chen, but also because of his own ability. Unfortunately, he met Dai Chunfeng and Zuo Zhong.

in the snow,
A fat man went up the mountain, and a fat man went down the mountain, and the two passed by like this. Even Zuo Zhong didn't expect this unexpected situation.

But even if he knew it, he wouldn't care, he didn't have time to care about the fate of the two fat guys now, because the battle had reached the most critical moment.

Taking advantage of the Japanese's blind confidence in the effect of chlorine gas, Lao Hei gave a profound lesson to the guards who came to take advantage, and the other party suffered heavy casualties.

A dozen Thompsons equipped with 100-round drums, how powerful their firepower will be, and the corpses all over the corridor gave everyone an answer.

"kill!"

Taking advantage of his illness to kill him, Lao Hei knew this truth very well. After finishing the bullets in the gun, he replaced the drum with a new drum and stood up and shouted a word.

After shouting, he was the first to rush out and attack the last firepower point, and the others also roared and followed up with their guns raised.

They all had a deep blood feud with the devil, and they would not be willing to give up if they had the chance of revenge. Everyone in the charge silently recited the names of their dead relatives.

Parents, friends, lovers.

different names,
The same is the unforgettable hatred.

Looking at the approaching figure, Ishikawa realized that it was time for His Majesty the Locust to sacrifice himself. He raised his command knife and let out a desperate howl.

"The black card is half a year old!"

"bang bang bang"

Zuo Zhong, Zhou Mingshan, Lao Hei, Wu Chunyang, etc., all the people present pulled the trigger at the same time, pouring revenge bullets on him.

Dozens of blood mist bloomed on the executioner's head and chest, and the laboratory technicians beside him all collapsed to the ground with pale faces.

There were only two female technicians, perhaps eager to survive, but held back the fear in their hearts, and scratched their heads in front of the operatives.

"Clear."

Zuo Zhong lightly issued instructions to his subordinates, the people of the Anti-Japanese League have discipline, and they can't casually kill prisoners after the battle, but they don't need it.

The wildfires are endless, and the spring breeze blows again. Aren't these evil beasts killed and saved for the New Year? The Secret Service does not need to live this time.

There was another burst of gunshots, and the bullet casings kept falling to the ground, making a clear and crisp collision sound. Even Zheng Tingbing came out to beat a bullet drum.

This is not only for credit, but also for voting. Everyone has fought side by side with the underground party. If he doesn't do it, it is easy to have "accidents."

"Thank you."

Zhou Mingshan came to Zuo Zhong's side to look at the corpse, and expressed his thanks in a very small voice. There are some things they can't do, but the other party can do.

The reason lies in their identity. It is normal for the ferocious Guo Party spies to kill prisoners, and it would be strange not to kill them. No one can fault this matter.

"Little things, little things."

Zuo Zhong understood his difficulty, and after speaking softly discussed: "The battle is not over yet, we have to rescue the imprisoned victims of human experiments.

Brother Gun, except for Woodpecker, the rest of the people on my side are following you. We need to make a quick decision, and the Japanese army in Toad Hollow Village will arrive soon.

In addition, I have always kept my word, and I nailed it every time I spit. You pick the technical information you find first, and both parties keep a copy. "

An honest spy?
Ha ha.

Zhou Mingshan raised his eyebrows, and put forward a condition: "Yes, but my people must be present, so it's Lao Hei, you guys had a great time working together just now.

It's not that I don't believe you, it's just that what your party has done before is not convincing. I hope we can cooperate happily this time, how about it? "

"Okay, I agree."

Zuo Zhong hadn't planned to play tricks on the materials, so that Guodang and Bald Tou could master the bacterial weapons, which was absolutely unacceptable.

Weapons of mass destruction are not terrible, what is terrible is that weapons of mass destruction are in the hands of a lunatic, and someone is a standard lunatic.

It is safest for the two parties to keep the information separately like this. He had an explanation to the higher-ups and prevented a tragedy that might happen.

"Okay, let's go save people."

Zhou Mingshan nodded when he heard the words, and left the underground laboratory with most of the operatives. The exit here has long been under the control of the Anti-Japanese League.

The next battle will not waste too much time. Although there are many enemies left in the Back Yin River, the defense facilities are all facing the high wall.

The operatives attacked from the inside out, and they could retreat as long as they took down the cells where the victims of human experiments were held, instead of fighting the Japanese desperately.

"Let's act too."

Watching his comrades off to kill the devils, Lao Hei was a little unhappy, he said to Zuo Zhong in a deep voice, standing beside him was Lao Shui who had been a bandit for many years.

The gangsters are most prone to internal strife when they divide the spoils, which is somewhat similar to the current situation. Zhou Mingshan's arrangement is to borrow the other party's experience.

"Please."

Zuo Zhong raised his hand to signal, and walked ahead with Ling Sanping, randomly found a laboratory and walked in, quickly looking for paper documents with words written on them.

The essence of bacteriological weapons research is a biological experiment, which follows the three most basic principles, namely control variables, control and repeated experiments.

In order to obtain the desired strains and research results, constant comparison, constant experimentation, and constant recording are required, and there are no shortcuts.

This resulted in a lot of materials in the basement, and Ling Sanping's job was to pick out the valuable parts and destroy the rest on the spot.

"Measurement algorithm for the spread of plague."

"A basic investigation of dispersing in the rain."

He quickly browsed through the documents, repeating the titles in his mouth, and put aside the important ones, and threw the unimportant ones on the ground.

Zuo Zhong and the others were not idle, they collected information everywhere and sent it to him. They just searched for it, and the anger of the crowd could no longer be suppressed.

In the laboratories and dormitories of the Japanese, they saw many photos and specimens, which recorded countless crimes.

The water supply and epidemic prevention troops of the Kwantung Army conducted experiments on the Chinese known as "Ma Lu Da" as guinea pigs, without a trace of humanity at all.

For example, these beasts often remove human organs while people are alive, and the victims can only watch the process of their own death.

The Japanese army will also freeze human arms in extremely cold air, and then pour hot water on them to test whether the skin can be completely removed.

There is also the so-called maternal love experiment, which involves placing a mother and child in a gas chamber to see what the mother would do in order to study human psychology.

"Beast! Beast!"

An Anti-Union soldier had a mental breakdown, rushed to a corpse and shot out all the bullets from his submachine gun, and continued to pull the trigger until he was knocked out.

Zuo Chong's mind was also a little drowsy, and he walked into a room full of test tubes expressionlessly, and looked up at a certain place by the light of the corridor.

I saw a row of large glass bottles, some of which contained babies of different growth stages, and some contained the heads of men, women and children with painful expressions.

"child."

At this time, Lao Shui, who followed him in, gritted his teeth, couldn't help tears from his eyes, and held the weapon tightly in his hand.

These babies reminded Lao Shui of his grandson, who was also the same age, and was also killed by the Japanese. He was in a trance and almost fainted for a while.

Zuo Zhong didn't comfort the other party, but just watched quietly, he didn't know how long he stayed there, turned around and prepared to leave, his eyes swept across the ground along the way.

glass shards?

glass shards!

His body stiffened in an instant, and there was a slight chill on his back. This is a bacterial weapon base, and there would be some bacteria in the glassware.

typhoid?Or the plague?Or cholera?It's all possible, I can't stay here anymore, he shouted at the confused Lao Shui.

"Get out."

"There's a leak!"

Hearing the sound, Lao Shui turned his head slowly, and walked behind him numbly. When he reached the door, Lao Shui suddenly pushed Zuo Zhong out and closed the door.

Zuo Zhong's reaction was quick, he rolled on the ground, turned around and pointed his gun at the opponent, wanting to see what this old bandit was going to do.

"Feel sorry."

Lao Shui in the room shook his head, pointed to his sleeve through the glass, there was a small hole in it, which should be caused by a stray bullet.

After saying these two words, he returned to the row of glass bottles, pulled a chair and sat down, took off his gas mask and hummed a Kanto tune.

"It's late and the moon is in the east, and the stars are shining all over the sky.

There was a little baby in the room feeling very sad.

It's a pity and pitiful.

Poor what?
Poor Japanese ghost, killing people without blinking an eye.

Whether old or young,
Kill all completely. "

The singing became louder and louder, as if it passed through the dark corridor, passed through the fertile and thick land, and floated above the white mountains and black waters.

　The last part is a two-person tune. If you have a meeting, you can record a recording and contact me or post it in the comments. I checked the information and saw many tragic stories, which made me feel uncomfortable.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)