"Hoo ......."

Geng Chaozhong fell to the ground.

He ran wild for at least an hour.......

The Chinese People's Liberation Army ran 5 kilometers and 35 kg weights, Geng Chaozhong's performance in the military school was 22 minutes, and he didn't test it when he came here, but he estimated how to run it for 18 minutes, and now he should have run for at least 30 miles after running for an hour, and the faintly audible motorcycle motor sound behind him has also disappeared, and now he can finally rest.

After lying down for ten minutes, Geng Chaozhong finally regained a little strength, he picked up with a gun, climbed up with difficulty, looked up at the starry sky Beidou, and after identifying the direction, he walked towards a small village in the west, and walked for more than half an hour before he came to a small courtyard, opened the door and went in.

This is the safe house he has already prepared, the location is remote, sparsely populated, after entering the house, Geng Chaozhong first took out a rectangular suitcase from the house, and then skillfully disassembled the sniper rifle and properly put it into the compartment of the suitcase.

Letting out a sigh and lying on the thatched bed, Geng Chaozhong began to carefully recall the shot just now.

To be honest, in order to ensure that he hit, he chose to aim at the lower part of his neck, but in the end, it was the forehead that hit him, and the gap was so big that he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat after shooting.

No way, since he was imprisoned, he hadn't touched a gun for a long time, and sniping is a job that requires a lot of touch, at least a period of recovery practice before the action, and he is already very satisfied with the result.

But today's shot really has to be done, if you don't get rid of Zhao Lijun, I'm afraid that Yun Wei and even himself will be threatened. However, this gun may also remind the Japanese of something - in the northeast in 31 years, he did not use this gun less, and it is estimated that the bullet of this gun has long been registered in the special high school.

It doesn't matter, at least for now, I can finally get a good night's sleep.

Geng Chaozhong let out a sigh of relief and quickly fell asleep.

.......

"Sure enough, 7.62 caliber!"

In the special high school station, in the dim light, Tu Feiyuan was holding a warhead in his hand that was almost flattened by the cranial cavity.

"Is that really the person?" Muto's eyes widened.

"Of course it's true, from the head of the Fengtian Special High School to the Changchun garrison, there are at least thirty imperial elites who died under this kind of bullet, how can I admit my mistake!" Tu Feiyuan's triangular eyes flashed like a hungry wolf, "This person, I've been looking for him for three years, and now, he has appeared in Beiping again!" ”

"Could it be someone else, just using the same firearms?" Muto said.

"No," Tsuchihara handed the bullet in his hand to Muto, "There won't be too many such gunners, even if it's a Cheka, not to mention, the gun that uses this kind of bullet must be specially made!" ”

"Special?" Muto wondered.

"That's right," Dohira nodded, "I once asked the ordnance experts of the Reich to understand that this kind of precision rifle is only available in Germany, and the most accurate rifle in Germany now is an improved version of the GEWEHR 98, which can accurately kill targets within 1,000 meters when equipped with a six-fold scope." BUT EVEN SUCH GUNS, GERMANY DID NOT HAVE A FEW, NOT TO MENTION THAT THE GEWEHR 98 HAD A BULLET OF 7.92, WHICH SHOWS THAT THIS MAN MUST HAVE IMPROVED THE ORIGINAL FIREARM AND REPLACED IT WITH THE 7.62 BULLET COMMONLY USED BY THE SOVIETS. ”

"Hey, my subordinates understand!" Muto nodded, his eyes flashing with thought, "You said just now that this gun has appeared in Island City, Mukden and Changchun, and now it has appeared in Beiping, can we draw a route of this person's activities from it." Also, When was the last time he used this gun? ”

"It should have been at the beginning of '31 that he used this gun to assassinate a major of our garrison in Changchun." Dohihara glanced at Muto with an appreciative gaze.

"At the beginning of 31, more than three years have passed, where is he and what has he done in these three years? Why hasn't there been any action? Muto's eyes narrowed.

"That's exactly what I'm going to give you," Dohira nodded, "This man is of great value to us, especially his gun. The accuracy of this gun is so high, it stands to reason that if the energy is produced, the Soviet side has already begun to prepare, but until now there has been no movement, there is only one possibility, that is, this gun is not easy to mass-produce, it is likely to be manually debugged. But even so, getting this gun will definitely inspire our rifle industry, so the value of this man is not just what he is, but what he has in his hands, and that's why I've been following this for a long time. ”

"My subordinates understand." Muto nodded.

"Hmm," Dohirahara nodded.

"Okay, although the stationmaster is dead today, at least we have another piece of information, why did this person appear in Beiping, why did he assassinate a Nanjing spy who has nothing to do with the Soviet Union, there must be a major secret that no one knows, you work hard to investigate this matter clearly, understand?!"

"Hey! Subordinates understand! ”

Dohihara nodded, raised his hand and patted Muto's shoulder, and left the room.

Outside the room, Yun Wei was also frowning.

Where did this bullet that suddenly saved itself come from?

Was it deliberate, or was it just a coincidence?

.......

Early the next morning, Geng Chaozhong took his suitcase to Japan's Yokohama Zhengjin Bank in Dongjiaomin Lane, and after some formalities, he deposited the suitcase containing a sniper rifle in the safe of Zhengjin Bank.

It was the best way he could think of to keep his rifle.

In this era, there is probably no safer bank in China than Yokohama Zhengjin Bank, which has a Japanese imperial background, and no Japanese, including the Japanese military, dares to check the customer information of Yokohama Zhengjin Bank without permission.

Immediately afterwards, Geng Chaozhong came to the contact point near the residence of the special high school, waiting for Yun Wei's arrival.

It wasn't until ten o'clock at noon that Yun Wei, dressed in Japanese, appeared at the contact point, and the first words he said made Geng Chaozhong shocked.

"Zhao Lijun is dead?!" Geng Chaozhong opened his mouth wide.

"Dead!" Yun Wei's face showed a complicated expression, "Last night, a gunman killed Zhao Lijun from a distance of several hundred meters!" ”

"Something like this?!" Geng Chaozhong's mouth opened wider, "This is impossible!" In the middle of the night, hitting the target from a distance of several hundred meters, it is impossible! ”

"Maybe it's just a mistake," the expression on Yun Wei's face was also very strange, "Maybe his original target was Muto, but he only hit Zhao Lijun because he didn't aim at it." ”

"Coincidence, it must be a coincidence," Geng Chaozhong nodded firmly, "By the way, how could Muto be with Zhao Lijun." ”