It's really a godsend, if you let it go in vain, you can't forgive yourself for the rest of your life.

At this time, even if the gods come, I am afraid that they will not be able to plan any perfect plan. If you have to look ahead and backward in everything, then what is the point of everything you have done for so long?

When the opportunity comes, you have to gamble on everything.

Fang Bu's mind was in a hurry, and he made a plan for a sneak attack in an instant.

He closed his eyes again, and quickly recalled the direction of the radio station he had seen through the hole in the antenna, and at the same time judged the position where the spy leader was standing next to the radio based on the voice of the voice.

Kill the thief and kill the king first!

Fathers and fathers bless you!

Fang Buwei took a sharp breath, pulled out the pistol, pulled the safety open, and bit it into his mouth again. Then the upper body leaned back slightly, and slammed into the window.

When his head was about to hit the glass, Fang Bu raised his arms for the lightning boat, elbows forward, aimed at the glass, and protected his head at the same time.

With a "bang", the glass was shattered, and the Japanese spies in the room were all startled, and subconsciously followed the sound to look over, only to see a black image flying in like a large leather ball, rolling quickly on the ground, and when the speed slowed down slightly, it was already close to the radio station.

When the other party didn't roll for a few and was about to squat up, the pistol in his mouth had already reached his right hand.

And standing next to the radio station, the spy leader with the most hands in his hand, was about to crouch down, and the other touched his waist, ready to pull his gun and shoot.

Fang Buwei shot like electricity, he didn't aim at all, just by feeling, shaking his hand was a shot.

He dared to conclude that this was the commander of the Japanese spy.

As if he had been struck with a huge hammer, the man's head jerked backwards, and his body fell backwards.

Fang was not worried, and according to the chest of the black shadow, there were two more shots.

The blood on the commander's head and chest burst out at almost the same time.

"Enemy attack ......" It was only at this time that the Japanese spies in the room reacted.

Fang Buwei didn't dare to pause at all, he kicked his feet violently, his body flew up in the air, and fell behind the table where the radio was playing, and at the same time, the pistol in his right hand also rang out.

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

From Fang Buwei to the time he landed, in the middle of a maximum of two seconds, he fired four more shots.

It was two dispatchers who were about to get up from the side of the radio.

The four shots were fired in a state of movement, and Fang Buwei knew that they had hit, but they did not hit the fatal part. The two dispatchers screamed.

Before the other party could land, the Japanese gun also rang out, and a flashlight shone in the direction where he landed.

"Bang bang ......" The bullets of the Japanese spies hit the radio station like no money, splashing countless sparks. Paper flew all over the sky, and wooden tables were splashed with sawdust.

Fang didn't dare to stop anywhere, rolled over, and rolled to the back of the sofa again. Then he landed on all fours, clinging to the ground, and slid forward about two meters at a rapid pace.

The leader of the spy killed fired three shots, and the two dispatchers fired four shots, and the gun was out of ammunition.

When he slid out of the sofa, Fang Buwei had already pulled out another pistol in his waist, quickly raised it, and pulled the trigger on the flashlight that was shining around and searching for him.

With the sound of two gunshots, the flashlight shattered, and there were screams of Japanese spies.

The rest of the spies saw the sparks coming out of Fang Buwei's shooting and fired at the same time.

By the time the bullet hit the sofa, Fang Buwei had quickly slipped out of the back of the sofa, slid to the wall in an almost flat position, and at the same time fired at the other two flashlights that were still on.

Two more flashlights were shattered, including the spy with the flashlight, who was also hit by bullets.

When his feet stepped on the wall, Fang Buwei glared hard, and his body slashed back towards Shao Fa again.

As he glided, the last bullet in his pistol shattered the last flashlight.

The room fell into a state of not being able to see his fingers, and the Japanese spies could not determine where he was now.

The spy thought the enemy was still hiding behind the couch and kept shooting.

The sofa was riddled with holes by the Japanese, and the fur flew wildly, and at this time, Fang Buwei had already crawled to the corner near the window like a four-legged snake.

The gun is out of ammunition.

From the time he broke the window to the time when he broke the window to finish firing two magazines of fourteen rounds, it had not been two minutes.

Fang Buwei hid in the corner, turned his head and swept around.

The five guards outside also rushed in, and now there were a total of eight remaining Japanese spies in the room, all of whom kept firing at the couch.

Fang Buwei quickly changed the magazine for the pistol.

Damn, I must change my gun after I go back this time.

Browning is indeed easy to carry, easy to hide, and easy to use. But the bomb capacity is too small.

When he came out, he thought of changing the gun, but unfortunately the bodyguards of Yu Erjun and the others were the same as him, all of them used a pickle, and there was no place to change it if he wanted to, so he could only bring a few more magazines.

Fang Buwei changed the magazine, and glanced at it quickly.

Do you want to quit now?

The ringleader has been killed by himself, the two dispatchers have an eighty percent chance of not surviving, the three most valuable targets have been eliminated, and in addition, he has also hit four spies with flashlights, two shots each, at least one shot, hitting the upper body.

Even if he doesn't die now, it is estimated that he will not survive due to the lack of medical care on the ship.

And he wasn't hurt at all. If you go now, you will make no money.

When the interruption continues, it is chaotic.

Fang Buwei gritted his teeth and was about to jump out of the window when a Japanese spy shouted "stop shooting......

The gunfire immediately stopped.

Fang was not surprised.

I can't go now if I want to.

As long as the curtains were lifted and the light came in, the Japanese knew that it was the enemy who wanted to go out through the window, and no matter how fast they were, they could not be faster than bullets, and they could only be used as live targets.

But the next words of the Japanese made Fang not happy, but also surprised.

"All by the window, guarding the exit ......"

This Japanese reacts so fast!

In the dark, when the enemy is outnumbered and cannot determine whether the enemy lives or dies, it is natural that all exits must be blocked first.

All the spies, all according to the leader's orders, rushed to the windows, and the fast ones had already begun to tear the quilts from the windows.

The size of the deluxe cabin is very large, with only one side of the window, but there are as many as four of them.

Fang Buwei snorted coldly.

Want to catch a turtle in an urn?

Lao Tzu let you see what a tiger with wings looks like.

Fang Buwei stood up very naturally, pointed to a Japanese man who was running this way, and shouted, "This is ......."

The spy only thought he was an accomplice, and ran over to stand with Fang Buwei.

Fang Buwei raised the empty gun in his hand, took two steps to the spy, and leaned over as if he wanted to talk to him.

The spy didn't expect that the accomplice standing next to him turned out to be the enemy, and when he realized that Fang Buwei was close to him, he subconsciously turned his head to look.

But the quilt on the window hadn't been ripped off yet, and the Spy could only see a rough rim wide.

He just wanted to ask Fang Buwei what to say, but he felt a heat in his mouth, and a palm buckled up like an iron tong.

Before the spy could struggle, he felt a pain in the back of his head and lost consciousness.

Fang didn't exert any effort for both hands, just listened to the "click", and twisted the neck of this Japanese spy.

He spied down against the wall and took his pistol.

As soon as he touched his hand, Fang Buwei was happy in his heart.

It's a box cannon, twenty shots.

Just listening to the gunshots, I knew that there were several Japanese spies who also used this kind of pistol.

In this kind of melee, this gun is much better than Browning.

He slipped his hand into his waist and touched the Spy's body again, reaching for a magazine.

"Why don't you open the curtain over there......" Fang Buwei had just stood up, and the Japanese leader shouted again.

Fang Buwei didn't look at it, but the window next to him was still dark.

With a "hi" sound, he tore off the quilt and covered it with the spy lying in the corner.

Glancing left and right, the other three windows were also guarded by spies, and the leader of the spies, who had just given the order, was standing near the door.

There was a cabinet, it was impossible to see what material it was, and the spy leader hid his entire body behind it, only showing his head and giving orders.

It is not difficult to create chaos again and take the opportunity to escape, but only if this one leader is also killed.

Fang Buwei had just found a magazine with a pick-up and wanted to make a move, when the spy leader spoke again.

"Registration ......"

I'll report you uncle!

Fang Buwei felt a sudden chill in his heart.

This Japanese man is smarter and quicker to react than he thought. At first glance, it is an elite agent who has been trained for a long time.

This is to prepare for the darkness, and the enemy disguises himself as his own people to fish in troubled waters.

If you don't do it, you will be discovered.

Fang Buwei raised his left hand and threw the magazine in his hand three or four meters away from the Japanese leader

The magazine hit the wall with a crisp sound.

"There......" Fang was the first to shoot in the direction where the gun was raised.

This time he used a box gun.

The trigger of the box cannon was much harder than Browning's, and Fang Buwei used a little force, and the "click" was three gunshots, and the bullet hit the wall, splashing sparks.

Feeling the vibration on his wrist, Fang Bu sighed in his heart,

Although this thing is powerful, it can even be fired continuously, but when the submachine gun is used, the recoil is too great, and it directly discounts his marksmanship.

The other Japanese spies also thought that there was an enemy there, and they all pulled the trigger.

Fang Buwei turned his head to see that the leader had already shrunk back, half-squatting on the ground, only the tip of his head was exposed, and he was looking at the position where the noise had just been made.