Anti-Japanese sniper action

Chapter 592 Forced to Return to Nanjing

"It seems to make sense."

Suzuki Haru nodded, but shook his head after thinking about it, "But I still don't understand."

After Suzuki Chun muttered and left, behind Wang Jingpu, a group of former members of the military command immediately appeared.

These are guys who are unhappy in the military.

Among them was a short guy with a pair of glasses. He was the famous Ding Mocun.

"Chairman Wang!" Ding Mocun took a step closer and said in a low voice, "For that Zhao Zilong, I thought this was the way to go..."

"Oh?" After Wang Jingxu heard this, he couldn't help laughing and said, "Brother Mo Cun, your words are very reasonable."

The two drank tea for a while. Wang Jingxuan, an old-fashioned assassin, looked at Ding Mocun seriously, and said: "I have never trusted the Japanese. Therefore, this time in Nanjing, No. 76 also It’s about making a difference.”

"Yes, Chairman Wang!" Ding Mocun stood up suddenly, saluted Wang Jingxuan, and said, "The matter of completely banning Zhao Zilong this time must be impenetrable. Even if he has wings, Zhao Zilong will never fly out." I went to Nanjing."

"Okay, if you have these words, my heart will be relieved." Wang Jingxu nodded and smiled with some satisfaction, but his heart trembled at the thought of almost killing Zhao Zilong.
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Near Jiaoshan Temple.

Zhao Zilong breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Zhang Fugui's lonely figure getting farther and farther away from Nanjing City.

Hearing the sound of guns in the distance stopped, Zhao Zilong ran to the northwest after thinking for a while.

He wanted to chase the two teachers and students, but he couldn't find them for a while.

"Now, where should we go?" Zhao Zilong muttered as he walked.

Recalling that he failed to assassinate Wang Jingpu in Nanjing this time, he was a little annoyed.

It seems that if you want to assassinate again, you can't do it in a short time. At least you have to wait for a while, and then plan after the other party relaxes.

"It's because I value the bronze tripod too much that I was momentarily disturbed by what that dog said."

"Huh?" Zhao Zilong raised his eyebrows suddenly, thinking of something.

As for Wang Jingpu who pointed a gun at that time and said something about the treasure tripod and the treasure, although the person did not tell the address of the treasure in the end, Zhao Zilong now combined the relevant information he had heard and began to think about it. Some believe it.

Because Asaka Junmiko once said that the emperor found the record left by Xu Fu of the Qin Dynasty, saying that there are nine treasures in the land of China, and each treasure has a bronze tripod with a map of the next treasure on it.

But now the devil has just found the second treasure, which means that there are still seven treasures that have not yet been discovered.

"Does that mean you don't have to rely on the map on the bronze tripod to find the address of the treasure?"

"In that case, how about going to find out?"

Just do what you want, Zhao Zilong made up his mind and ran towards Zhenjiang.

To go to Zhenjiang is to go to the lower reaches of the Yangtze River, and it is most convenient to take a boat.

But he walked for a while, let alone a boat, and he didn't even see a boatman.

At this moment, there was another burst of footsteps from behind.

Zhao Zilong hid immediately, and sensed that the team was only one or two kilometers away.

Needing to avoid it, Zhao Zilong immediately found a cover.The first thing he does now is to count the bullets on his body.

This time the ammunition is more abundant, there are hundreds of rounds.

With a gun and bullets, he will not panic.

This team of devils is still a patrol team, but different, this team of devils has a very advanced scanning device, like a mine detector.

A few devils opened the way in front, and all the devils behind had such a detection thing in their hands.

They walked forward step by step, and within a few steps, one of the devil soldiers called out: "Master Takeshita Cao, less than 500 meters ahead, someone is carrying an iron weapon."

"Ironware?" The devil Cao Chang named Min Takeshita asked, "Have you figured it out, is it ironware or guns?"

"It's probably a firearm, Sergeant Takeshita." The devil soldier replied politely, "and it has at least a hundred rounds of bullets."

"Get ready," Sergeant Takeshita immediately issued an order, "Get ready on the spot, lie down—"

Zhao Zilong shot decisively without waiting for the other party to lie down.

Toshi Takeshita was the first to be shot this time. When he fell down, those devil soldiers thought that the other party was lying down normally.

After a while, they all imitated lying down.

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Zhao Zilong took the opportunity to kill another three or four little devils.

But when he was about to shoot again, he found that the devils had already hidden, and if he fired again, it would not be so easy to kill.

Seeing Zhao Zilong's perfect marksmanship, those devils were so frightened that they all fell to the ground without even showing half of their heads.

"Send—signal——" Suddenly, among the remaining devils, a sergeant was giving an order.

"Chirp - chirp -" a devil suddenly raised his hand, raised his pistol, and fired two shots into the sky.

Immediately, two signal flares whizzed up, piercing the sky.

"Chirp - chirp!" Not far away, there were seven or eight echoes on the bank of the river and in the well-hidden bushes.

Zhao Zilong frowned when he saw it. He knew that he was surrounded by devils on three sides!

He crawled forward for a while, and took two more pistols and a hundred rounds of ammunition from the dead devil.

"Grandma is a devil! Come here, who is afraid of whom?" He thought so, and soon came to the riverside.

However, as far as the eye could see, there was still no one in sight.

It seems that it is impossible to cross the river.

There is only one road left: go back to Nanjing!
The ancients had a legend of "crossing the river with a reed", but that was just a legend, and no one could verify its truth.

Zhao Zilong took one last look at the vast Yangtze River, where the mist is still vast, which makes people feel melancholy.

Turn back, turn back, go back to Nanjing and kill him seven in and seven out!This was his wish, but ever since he found out about Bao Ding, life was no longer the most important thing in his heart.

Including killing the enemy, and sometimes relegated to the second-line position.

Compared with fighting, the country and nation behind him undoubtedly occupy a wider position.

However, looking back, the vastness of the Yangtze River still made him sigh for a while.

In the end, he marched towards the Nanjing City Wall without hesitation.

After walking a few steps, Zhao Zilong suddenly raised his eyebrows, and suddenly he had a plan.

He took off three grenades from his body and tied them into a string.

After that, he reluctantly pulled out a hair and made a booby trap.

The location of the ambush is naturally the periphery of his hiding place.

Compared with Sun Wu and Wu Qi, the originator of military strategists, there is only one military book that can be called ancient: "Bing Prophecy".Zhao Zilong didn't know the details of this book, but only recognized a few words of it from other books.

The essence is that there are no enemies who cannot be fooled, only immature and imperfect disguises.As long as the disguise is right, there is no enemy that can't be fooled!

It took him less than a minute to deploy the booby trap, but it took him a full 1 minutes to disguise the scene.After disguising, he almost couldn't even withdraw.

(End of this chapter)