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Chapter 557: It’s hard to guard against a hidden arrow; a slap in the face

It’s easy to hide from open guns, but hard to guard against hidden arrows!
The British Empire's Secret Intelligence Service (or MI6) had not long ago learned that the Ming Dynasty's foreign mission and military inspection team were about to leave for Europe.

London attaches great importance to this and requires paying close attention to the results of the talks between Germany and China and the possible conclusion of new agreements.

The leaders of missions and inspection groups were naturally the focus of attention. The British found that the figure they hated most appeared on the list, and he also happened to hold the official position of the military inspection group.

Ideas for assassinations and attacks were quickly proposed, discussed and approved.

As for the public opinion and diplomatic impact of sabotaging the territory of a neutral country, these are not worth mentioning. The most conservative people in the British Empire's Ministry of Foreign Affairs also acquiesced to such actions.

After determining "should it be done", it was time to consider "how to do it". Based on the intelligence they had, the British learned that the general itinerary of the mission and inspection team was Baku-Kiev-Berlin.

It was impossible to do it in Baku, where most of the informants had been arrested; it was even more impractical and impossible to do it in Berlin, which was simply a pipe dream.

After repeated weighings, the British finally set their sights on Kiev.

The Gormand force was chosen for this mission because a team was secretly deployed to Murmansk to train sabotage troops for the Nationalist Republican Army.

It happened that a blacklisted military and political official was also in Kiev. The greedy British chose "I want them all" and finally decided that the master and the apprentice would go into battle together.

In order to avoid being exposed due to too many people, it was finally determined that Captain William Brown would lead 7 British commandos and 12 Russian commandos to participate in the attack.

They struggled to get into the country and hid in a freight train before arriving in Kiev, using forged documents to get through.

The public security here is not good. Although the newly formed government is vigorously cracking down on resistance elements and dissidents, the results are not very obvious.

On this day, some commandos went to the hospital in the eastern suburbs to attack the military and political official on the blacklist, while the rest lurked along the only road from the airport to the Veronica Hotel.

Because someone Zhou saw the train midway and chased it, it took a lot of time, so much so that Captain William Brown thought something had gone wrong and misjudged the route.

Just when they were about to cancel the operation and return home, the convoy arrived late.

The armored car behind the convoy was regarded as a major threat, so Captain William wisely ordered to open fire again when the convoy turned halfway to the left.

Therefore, it was not until the armored vehicle was about to turn left onto Avenue 16 that the unexpected ambush suddenly started.

At least two PPF-33 submachine guns (Fedorov) aimed at the front of the bus in front of the armored vehicle and fired at it. The driver was shot and killed on the spot. The out-of-control bus parked diagonally at the corner of the street, blocking the Sdkfz221 armored vehicle behind it.

At the same time, grenades and improvised bombs were concentrated and thrown into the middle of the convoy. The leading sidecar motorcycle was blown over on the spot, and the first, second, and third off-road vehicles that followed were also violently shot at.

Chris immediately determined that the ambush fire was coming from only one direction, so she pulled Zhou Changfeng out after opening the car door and getting out of the car.

The latter was very calm and squatted and moved to the front of the car body, because there was an engine here that could block bullet penetration.

"I thought they would put bombs in the hotel, but I didn't expect them to attack in the street!"

"These damn British!" Chris lay down on the passenger seat, reached out and took out a Ruger pistol from the holster on the waist of the driver who was shot, and handed it to Zhou Changfeng.

After seeing the target hiding in the bunker, Captain William immediately ordered a group to attack, while the rest kept shooting, thereby suppressing the target until it could move and preventing escape.

Seven or eight figures soon appeared, rushing out from the alley and the first floor of the restaurant, and rushed straight towards the messy motorcade.

The surviving military police of the Red Eagle Legion fired continuously with submachine guns, knocking down several incoming enemies.

Some of the large numbers of bullets fired from the flanks hit the street, causing bricks to break and debris to fly; some hit off-road vehicles. The vehicle body made of light stamped steel plates is extremely fragile, and even the weakest pistol bullets can hit it. You can also shoot two eyes with one shot.

"They're getting close!"

"Beware!"

Those who were hit by bullets screamed loudly, as if death was approaching.

The sharp-eyed Chris suddenly lay down and fired three shots at an approaching British commando through the bottom of the car with a delicate PPK pistol.

The enemy who was shot in the calf staggered to the ground, and the Lanchester submachine gun in his hand slid several meters away with a clatter.

Chris immediately leaned out to refill his gun, emptying the magazine in just two seconds, and then quickly retracted her body.

The security force in the front half of the convoy was completely exhausted - the two people on the BMW three-wheeled motorcycle were blown down at the beginning, and the military policemen on the other two Volkswagen off-road vehicles were also killed by grenades and bullets. Hurt hurt.

But three or four enemies are close at hand, and you can even hear the clear sound of them changing magazines and empty magazines falling to the ground!
"Zhou! I wish you well..."

At the critical moment when Chris decided to fight to the death, the Sdkfz221 armored vehicle finally rushed out from the corner of the street!
The sides of the armored vehicle's turret and the steel mesh roof were stained with bright red blood, and there were many bullet marks.

"Ding-deng-deng-"

This Sdkfz221 is quite unique. It is equipped with a non-standard Czech ZB60 15mm heavy machine gun instead of the common MG34 general-purpose machine gun.

The loud roar instantly overwhelmed all the sounds on the street, and the huge 15×104mm machine gun bullet swept across the street like a steel broom!
The two British commandos were instantly shot and killed by 30,000 joules of fire. Their flesh and blood flew everywhere, and their scattered limbs, broken arms and internal organs fell within a radius of ten meters.

Another Russian commando rolled and hid behind a car, but was immediately shot to pieces along with the car.

After clearing the threats on the street, the armored vehicle's turret immediately rotated, pointing its smoking muzzle at the second floor of the restaurant, spitting out brilliant tongues of fire at the stunned enemies.

Pieces of bricks and stones flew everywhere, tables and chairs were all smashed into sawdust, and the wails from the ambushers were particularly pitiful.

"Captain, we have to get out of here!"

"We are suppressed!"

"Just a little bit... Damn it, retreat!"

The situation took a turn for the worse. Realizing that the attack had failed, Captain William quickly ordered a retreat.

The remaining five or six people quickly ran away, but the situation was extremely chaotic. In panic, they were separated before they could run very far...

The crisis is over!

Zhou Changfeng's uniform has become dirty and torn. Although the flying bricks and broken glass are not fatal, they are enough to cause painful skin injuries.

"Are you okay?" Chris put the pistol back into its holster.

"Thank you, I'm very fine." Zhou Changfeng breathed a sigh of relief and said thankfully: "We're lucky, these people don't have rifles or machine guns."

What's interesting is that Xia Xiaoshi said last night that her right eyelid kept twitching. Zhou didn't take it seriously at first, but he still paid more attention before getting off the plane and put on a bulletproof vest - nylon 6-6 fabric with a 2.5mm carburized surface. Hardened steel insert plate.

"Huh?" Zhou Changfeng pointed to her shoulder and frowned: "There is blood on your shoulder." Compared with Zhou, who was basically unharmed, Chris's right shoulder was slightly injured.

"It's not serious, it wasn't a direct hit." She said nonchalantly, then got up and walked to the body of the killed enemy.

"I just heard English. These should all be British." Zhou Changfeng said.

The expressionless Chris pressed her right shoulder with a handkerchief, stared at the Lanchester submachine gun on the ground and said: "Lanchester machine gun, this is a weapon of the British Navy, so these people are 'Germans. '."

"Our army also encountered raids by British special forces in Malaya, bombing radars and bridges, but it should be different from these people."

"Maybe. These sewer rats are not going to end well."

Deployed to the South Asian subcontinent is the Jungle Expeditionary Task Force (LRJD), which is not a separate unit from the Gormand forces active in Europe.

The two then began to direct on-site rescue operations.

"Bring me a bandage!"

"Damn! I can't stop the bleeding here!"

"Tie it up with rope, tie it up tightly!"

A grenade exploded under the bus. Fortunately, it did not ignite the fuel tank, but the dense bullets still caused many casualties to the military inspection group inside.

Zhou Changfeng was very angry. Although the hidden arrows fired by the British did not kill him, they had killed two of the inspection team and injured seven, and one person was seriously injured.

The two people who died on the spot were a colonel of the Army Engineer Corps and a professor from the Military Science Department of the Ministry of War stationed at the Sunchon Armed Forces Academy.

The seriously injured person was a senior engineer at the Taiyuan Air Force Arsenal. He was one of the core personnel of the aviation cannon project being developed by the Air Force.

Upon hearing the sound, the local garrison surrounded the scene, and the ambulance headed straight to the hospital carrying the engineer who was in shock due to excessive blood loss.

Although he was angry, Zhou Changfeng was thankful that Xia Xiaoshi and the other two wives were following the foreign affairs mission and were not at the scene.

Dozens of them were just preparing to set off from the airport at this time. After learning that there was an attack here, they immediately stopped and waited for more security forces to come over for reinforcements.

Chris said apologetically: "Sorry, this is our fault. There was an accident with security, which allowed the thieves to succeed."

Having said this, Zhou Changfeng couldn't blame him anymore.

Looking at the blood-soaked handkerchief on Chris's shoulder, he said calmly: "It's difficult to guard against thieves for a thousand days, not to mention this is not your territory."

"They knew there was no possibility in Berlin, so they chose to attack here." Chris glanced at the several corpses on the ground and muttered: "Maybe they have a backup plan, please don't relax."

The Secret Intelligence Service (MI6) does not like the Gomande troops and is conflicted with each other, so Chris is worried that the two will do their own thing. Maybe British spies or agents will take action?

She then requested that additional security forces be deployed, and that the passenger planes that would pick up and drop off tomorrow would also be temporarily and randomly changed, to eliminate the risk of being quietly tampered with at the root.

The Germans attach great importance to these guests from the Eastern powers, so the local government naturally dare not neglect them - it is so embarrassing that this kind of thing happened on their own territory!
The Veronica Hotel originally arranged a squad of Red Eagle Legion military police and a platoon of Ukrainian local garrison troops. It seemed to be strict and correct?
However, Chris quickly drove away these "unreliable Russians" and specially transferred a team from the embassy to take over the security duties.

A T-31 light tank from the local garrison was also borrowed and parked in front of the hotel, with its muzzle pointed forward.

The T-31 does not exist in history. It is a Renault R35 light infantry tank purchased by Tsarist Russia from France. It has a 40mm thick frontal armor and uses a 37mm short-barreled gun. It moves slowly and is used to coordinate the advancement of infantry units.

Tsarist Russia ordered 320 tanks, and actually received 207 tanks. It also copied 135 tanks. Most of the tanks were damaged in the civil war, but dozens of tanks are still in service.

"Sir, are you okay? I was scared to death."

As soon as she entered the door, Xia Xiaoshi covered her chest and said. She looked at Zhou Changfeng from top to bottom and keenly noticed many scars.

"It doesn't matter, it's just a scratch. I've always had good luck."

Xia Xiaoshi said angrily: "These British people are so shameless. Despicable villains only dare to do evil things. They are really foreign barbarians with a background of bandits!"

"They like to do this kind of thing that harms others but does not benefit themselves." Zhou Changfeng looked out the window and said leisurely: "The more the enemy hates me, the more it means I am doing the right thing."

He was already thinking about how to take revenge and go back, but if he did not consider the colonies, the British would be huddled on the remote British Islands, beyond their reach.

At this time, a slight sound of footsteps came from outside and stopped at the door of the room.

A knock on the door sounded, followed by a familiar female voice, "Zhou, it's me."

Chris changed into a short-sleeved white shirt, had a bandage wrapped around her right shoulder, and held three candles in her left hand.

She smiled at Xia Xiaoshi who opened the door, and then said seriously: "Please turn off the lights and close the curtains. If you need lighting, just use candles."

Xia Xiaoshi, who looked puzzled, took the candle and asked, "Can't turn on the light? Why is that?"

"You can see the shadow cast on the curtains in the distance. One of our generals was shot dead in his home by the British." Chris calmly explained the reason.

"Thanks for the reminder." Zhou Changfeng nodded and glanced at the dimly lit city outside the window. "Anything else?"

"Sad news. Your engineer is dead. The doctors tried their best, but he was too seriously injured."

"okay, I get it."

"See you tomorrow morning." Chris saluted with her left hand instead, "If you can't fall asleep, I have sleeping pills."

Zhou Changfeng couldn't help but smile and raised his hand in return, "No need, I'm used to sleeping on the battlefield."

Chris closed the door and left.

After she left, Zhou Changfeng closed the curtains, lit a candle, stacked a few books to block the side, and finally turned off the lights in the room.

"The guards of the Germans are too negligent, and others can take advantage of them." Xia Xiaoshi complained.

"Succeeded? It's a shame you were teaching before." Zhou Changfeng said dumbfounded: "If I succeeded, would I still be standing here?"

"Ha, in short, this matter must be recorded in the account, and the principal will be returned with interest in the future."

"Of course, the nature of the situation today is very bad. The emperor also said that day that it was unlikely that there would be any assassination of the enemy general..."

That woman Zhu Lingjing thought she could trust the integrity of the British, but she was slapped in the face.

(End of this chapter)