Cicada Moving

Chapter 20 It’s delicious

Zuo Zhong stood on the stairs and made a shooting gesture to the female agent, and then counted down two numbers with his fingers, indicating that she would take action two seconds after he fired.

 Fortunately, the teaching level of the special training class was very good and the quality of the personnel was also high. The female agent immediately understood and approached the door little by little with a gun.

Back to the window, Zuo Zhong adjusted his breathing and shouted in his heart that after eighteen years I will be a good man again. Then he suddenly dodged and fired all seven bullets.

 There was a sudden attack, and the four men in police uniforms were in a panic, looking for cover in a panic.

To be honest, Zuo Zhong's marksmanship was really bad. In such a close-range sneak attack, he only knocked down one person and wounded another.

 However, Zuo Zhong was not the only one who shot, he also had helpers.

The female agent did not move after Zuo Zhong's gunshot sounded. Instead, she waited until the gunman's attention was on the second floor, and then suddenly made a sneak attack from the door. The remaining gunman didn't even see anyone, and went straight to the King of Hell.

Before Zuo Zhong could take a breath, the back door was also buzzing with fighting. Perhaps the gunfire from the front door stimulated the gunman at the back door, and the other party began to attack.

 Fortunately, Zuo Zhong heard Wu Chunyang's PPK firing one after another. He should be shooting to suppress the opponent, so the situation was not too bad.

"Refill your guns while you're still alive, I'll go to the back door to help." Zuo Zhong didn't look at the results of the battle downstairs, and jumped down the stairs in two or three steps, shouting to the female agent.

He couldn't be impatient. After the first wave of firefights, Wu Chunyang's tone was wrong. He should have been injured, but when Zuo Zhong arrived at the back door, he was still shocked.

With blood all over the ground, Wu Chunyang was sitting on the ground, leaning against the wall, and facing the back door aisle with the trembling PPK in his hand.

“I’ll die without you.” Zuo Zhong held a gun in his left hand on guard, and grabbed Wu Chunyang’s collar with his right hand and pulled him towards the living room.

"It's okay, section chief, a ricochet hit his leg. Damn it, so unlucky." Wu Chunyang was shot in the leg and his face turned pale.

Zuo Zhong tore off a piece of cloth from his body and gave him an emergency bandage. This saved the guy from losing too much blood. It looked like he had to go to the hospital. Zuo Zhong estimated that he had been hit in an artery.

After bandaging, he found a new magazine on Wu Chunyang and loaded it into his gun, and then picked up Wu Chunyang's gun. Both of his magazines had been used up in the two waves of firefights.

Zuo Zhong swore that he would never go out without loading seven or eight magazines.

The tiles on the floor were covered in blood, sticky and a little slippery. Zuo Zhong could only lean on the wall, kneel on one knee, and glanced at the corridor.

As expected, the other party took the opportunity to come in. There were five people. When they saw Zuo Chong showing up, they immediately shot and suppressed him.

“Damn it, it’s Zilaide.” Zuo Zhong wiped the cement powder off his face and cursed.

Zuo Zhong was heavy, but his ammunition was abundant and the firepower was fierce. Powder was flying all over the wall. The other party was also a veteran in action and took turns to shoot to suppress Zuo Zhong. Zuo Zhong had no chance to fire at all.

Zuo Zhong's face was heavy, and the boat capsized in the gutter. Could it be that his journey to the Republic of China was about to end now? Zuo Zhong was very unwilling, but who would have thought that he would encounter a murderous gunman when he went out.

Zuo Zhong regrets that he didn't bring heavy firepower. If he had known about this situation, he could have borrowed cannons and killed these bastards.

If you can survive this time, you will definitely bring a machine gun with you when you go out next time!

At this time, Wu Chunyang, who was lying on the side, said feebly: "Section, section chief, I have a flash bomb in my pocket."

 “Dash, flash for what?”

Until many years later, Zuo Zhong couldn’t figure out why you, a driver, would bring a flash bomb when you accompany your boss to meet a girl. Is this reasonable?

Of course Zuo Zhong has no other thoughts now. He just wants to give Wu Chunyang a good kiss to save his life.

 Took out the flash bomb from his pocket, Zuo Zhong did not hesitate, pulled out the safety pin, and threw it into the aisle with his backhand.

 “Bang buzz~~~~”

There was a loud noise, and Zuo Zhong finally realized that throwing flash bombs through the window in the movie was a lie.

Although it is not as powerful as the flash bombs of later generations, the one produced by Jinling Arsenal insists on getting it. A burst of bright light and shock waves made Zuo Zhong feel like his internal organs were about to pop out.

Zuo Zhong was like this across the corner, and the gunmen in the corridor were even worse. They were just about to kill people happily, and when they didn't pay attention, they threw a small thing out, and then nothing happened.

Zuo Zhong suppressed his discomfort, leaned out and fired both guns, making the five gunmen dance. The PPK was not very powerful, but at a distance of only a few meters, no matter how small the power, it was still fatal.

 After finishing the work, Zuo Zhong suddenly relaxed and leaned against the wall. The adrenaline had worn off, and now he felt as if his whole body was falling apart. He must have just hit something.

 What to do in this situation, of course, is to light up a cigarette like Xiao Ma.

Zuo Zhong held a cigarette in his mouth and found a few bullets from himself and Wu Chunyang. He wanted to put them into the magazine, but his hands were covered with coagulated blood, which made the bullets sticky. He couldn't put them in even after a long time. Go in.

The danger has not passed yet. Who knows if the opponent has a reserve team? Zuo Zhong angrily threw the bullet into his mouth, took it out after moistening it, and finally loaded the bullet.

　　vomit.

Zuo Zhong overestimated himself a little. The smell of blood made his head hurt, and he almost vomited it out. Zuo Zhong told himself over and over again that it was still very dangerous. Finally, his desire to survive overcame his physiological reaction, and his mood slowly calmed down.

 After waiting for a long time, there was no sound from the front and back doors.

The female agent called out cautiously: "Section Chief, are you okay?"

Zuo Zhong swallowed: "It's okay, continue to be vigilant." After saying that, he looked at Wu Chunyang again and found that he was much better now and had completely fainted. Zuo Zhong thought he was hit in an artery before, but now it seems that it was a vein. After bandaging, his face looked much better. Fainting was just a normal reaction.

“Ding dong, sign in randomly and get energy potion +5.”

Zuo Chong was angry. Where was the **** system just now? If Wu Chunyang hadn't brought the flash bomb, he would have been finished.

There are other energy potions, don't lie to yourself, it's just an enhanced version of Red Bull. The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and Zuo Zhong almost cried.

 Other people’s systems have all kinds of magical powers to choose from, and worst of all, they are super-era technologies. What about you? A useless cell phone, a small space, and a few bottles of Red Bull.

“Damn, I want to see how that **** energy potion is.” Zuo Zhong secretly took out a bottle with a dark face.

 After one sip, he knew he was wrong. A wonderful feeling exploded in the cavity, like an ice spring in summer or a hot spring in winter.

 “It tastes really good.”

Zuo Zhong found that he was still too young, and the system was indeed still the system. After drinking the energy potion, Zuo Zhong, who had been sore just now, felt much more comfortable now. What a good thing!

The **** system is finally working. Zuo Zhong was really afraid that the system would only give him electronic waste, and there was no place to change it if he wanted to.

"Brother Zuo, do you want me to come over and help you bandage? I have learned how to do it." He Yijun heard the gunfire stopped and wanted to come out to help.

Zuo Zhong hurriedly advised her, fearing that he would miss the mark: "Miss He, go back quickly, there might be a gunman."

He Yijun didn't say much and shrank back again. She knew Zuo Zhong was doing this for her own good.

 “Oooh, ooh, ooh.”

Just like in the movie, the matter was over. At this time, the sirens finally sounded outside, and Ula-Ula's screams were like mourning, which made Zuo Zhong feel upset again.

There must be something wrong with the Jinling Police Station. These bastards, they said the cook's murder was a suicide, and they ignored the obvious clues.

Now there are more than a dozen gunmen in police uniforms causing trouble in Jinling. Do you really think you are made of clay? Zuo Zhong gritted his teeth.

“Quickly, surround us. People inside, listen, we are from the Jinling Police Department, put down your weapons!”

The noise outside was very obscene. Zuo Zhong believed that it was the real police from the police station. He didn't want to deal with this bunch of losers. Who knew if there was a sudden cold shooting inside.

Zuo Zhong shouted at the top of his lungs: "I am Zuo Zhong, the chief of the Investigation Section of the Secret Service. Just now, fake policemen attacked us. Please notify the Secret Service immediately. If you continue to talk nonsense, we will engage in military law!"

The obscene shouts stopped for a moment, and then we heard the chaos outside. Who doesn’t know the reputation of the Secret Service? Now that section chief is being attacked, and I don’t know how many people are about to be killed.

 As time passed, more and more people were outside, including the military police, the garrison, the secret service headquarters, spectators, and reporters. It felt like everyone in Jinling City was here.

Only the people from the Secret Service have not arrived. It’s not that they don’t care about Zuo Zhong, but that they simply don’t believe those nonsense.

Less than a moment after the gun battle, all kinds of news in the Secret Service spread all over the place, and it was very strange. Dai Chunfeng was randomly shot to death, and several section chiefs were blown up into the sky with bombs.

Even the phone call from the police station was ignored. The agent who answered the phone didn't see Zuo Zhong leave at all, thinking that Section Chief Zuo was still in the office.

Finally Chen Gongshu heard the news and came to tell Zuo Zhong, but he searched around and couldn't find Zuo Zhong. Song Minghao also said that Zuo Zhong only took Wu Chunyang out.

At this moment, everyone felt that the situation was not good. They gathered together and reported. Dai Chunfeng almost fainted when he found out.

Now Zuo Zhong is his number one general. If something happens, what will others think? You, Dai Chunfeng, can't even protect your own students, who is willing to sacrifice their lives for you.

Under Dai Chunfeng's command, spies, big and small, arrived at the scene in various means of transportation, with faces full of bitterness and hatred.

 Seeing that everyone in the Secret Service was acting like their own mother had died, everyone present took a deep breath. Could it be that Dai Chunfeng was really dead?

 It wasn’t until Dai Chunfeng appeared in a hurry that everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Now that the Chairman of the Generalissimo was supervising the southwest war in Nanchang, if he knew that his confidant was dead, something big would really happen.

 Dai Chunfeng, escorted by several secret agents, came to the door and shouted hurriedly: "Shen Zhu, I am Dai Chunfeng, how are you?" He thought that nothing would happen, nothing would happen.

When Zuo Zhong heard that Dai Chunfeng was coming, he knew he was finally safe. His mind relaxed and Zuo Zhong fell to the ground. Suddenly, he insisted on sitting up again and wiped the blood on the ground on his face and body.

Then he lay down and shouted: "Virgin, I'm fine. There were several gunmen at the front door and inside the house. They attacked the witness He Yijun, but we shot him dead."

Hearing that everything was fine, several agents entered the door first, exchanged identity information with the female agent, and checked the situation in the room again.

Finally, Dai Chunfeng led a large force to enter with confidence. Chen Gongshu protected Dai Chunfeng, jumping up and down like a monkey, looking at Zuo Zhong with black lines all over his head.

Dai Chunfeng ignored the others and led them directly to Zuo Zhong.

 At first sight, everyone was shocked. Leaning against the wall was Wu Chunyang, who seemed to be dead, while Zuo Zhong was lying on his lap covered in blood.

Well, Zuo Zhong found that the ground was really too cold, so he had to work hard to get off Wu Chunyang. Anyway, he was fainted and unconscious.

“Shen Zhi, my good student, I am the teacher, you have suffered!”

Dai Chunfeng had tears in his eyes. It was not easy for him as a student. He had just seen corpses at the door and in the hallway. He really didn't know how Zuo Zhong survived.

 (End of this chapter)