Both sides were engaged in a fierce exchange of fire, but soon the Japanese bodyguards were defeated.

The players in Shanghai were well prepared, they were all armed with spears, which gave them a big advantage in the firefight.

In this era, the pistol bullet exceeded 30 meters, and it was almost impossible to guarantee the accuracy, and if it exceeded 50 meters, the lethality would be sharply reduced, and such an attack force would hit a small hole in the shell of the car, and even hit the fast-moving wheels, which was basically no threat.

However, the spear bullets are powerful, and the spears of the action team members are very lethal to the Japanese bodyguards, and the distance of dozens of meters has no effect at all, plus the marksmanship of the agents of the intelligence station is fed by bullets, and the shooting accuracy is very high.

In less than thirty seconds, the bodyguard vehicle behind was punctured with two tires, and one bodyguard was also shot in the chest and his head hung down on the window.

This is still because Wei Xuehai's vehicle somewhat blocked the shooting line of the rear action team, otherwise the situation would be even worse.

Ning Zhiheng's car was not damaged because of the protection of the bodyguard behind him, but if it continued like this, the situation would be very bad, and his vehicle was always within the range of the spear, and it was not out of danger at all.

"Speed up! Fast! Kimura Maki kept urging urgently.

He knew very well that the president's status was noble, and if he was injured in this attack, he and the others would be severely punished, and the consequences would be unimaginable, even if it was at the cost of everyone's lives, he had to ensure the safety of the president.

The driver, Xiao Yuan, looked at the front nervously, and had already driven the car to the fastest speed and tried to distance himself as much as possible, but the vehicles behind him were also chasing very quickly, and it was difficult to get rid of them for a while.

At this time, the bodyguard vehicle behind finally couldn't hold on because of the tires, and the driver simply put his heart sideways, stepped on the brakes on his feet, and the steering wheel was horizontal, and the whole vehicle stopped in the middle of the road, blocking most of the street.

These bodyguards had already seen that there was no hope of escape, so they decided to resist the pursuit behind and cover the president's escape.

The driver and the remaining two bodyguards opened the back door and jumped out, using the sedan as a cover, and the short guns in their hands continued to be activated to block the attack of the pursuers behind.

Wei Xuehai didn't hesitate at all, and shouted loudly: "Rush over, crash into it, you can't let Fujiwara run away!" ”

The vehicle had no intention of slowing down, and slammed into the rear of the bodyguard vehicle at breakneck speed.

The driver of the squad is very experienced, and he knows that the front of the sedan is heavy and cannot hit the road at all, and the rear of the car is light and only needs enough impact force to knock it away.

Although the short guns of the three Japanese bodyguards shattered the glass of the pursuing vehicle, they could not stop the onslaught.

The sound of "bump" was heard loudly, the rear of the car was hit hard, and the driver stepped on the accelerator to the end, squeezing out a passage from the side and rushing over at once.

However, in the short time they stayed, Wei Xuehai and the team members in the car were shot by three Japanese bodyguards.

The pistol had the upper hand in the close-range firefight, and the extremely fast rate of fire made the action team members in the car suffer a lot, but in an instant, the two team members next to Wei Xuehai were shot one after another, blood splashed, and they stopped moving after a few muffled snorts.

Wei Xuehai was anxious, but his main target was Fujiwara Tomohito in front, he didn't care about the three Japanese bodyguards, but ordered loudly: "Don't stop, catch up!" ”

The engine of the sedan roared and chased forward at breakneck speed.

The pursuing vehicle behind him also hit the rear of the bodyguard vehicle at a very fast speed, completely smashing into a road, and when each car passed, there was a fierce confrontation with the Japanese bodyguard, and the dense gunfire was mixed together, endlessly.

Soon, the three Japanese bodyguards who had lost their bunkers were shot several times and fell in a pool of blood.

The members of the operation team also paid the casualties of two team members, passed the obstacle, and continued to pursue Ning Zhiheng's vehicle.

Fortunately, after this blockade, Ning Zhiheng's car had already thrown the pursuing car out of a certain distance, which made Wei Xuehai's many shots miss.

"Speed up, let's hold on a little longer, and we'll be at the police station soon." Kimura Maki shouted loudly.

He opened the window and leaned out, shooting backwards in an attempt to stop the other man from approaching.

At this time, in addition to the driver, there was only one bodyguard left in the car, and in the back seat was Ning Zhiheng and Pingwei Dazhi.

Hirao Daichi was also anxious, he knew that he couldn't let the chairman have any accidents no matter what, otherwise he would be finished.

He also took out a gun from his waist and shot backwards from another car window, most of the Japanese were trained in firearms, and Hirao Daichi's marksmanship was also good, and Wei Xuehai, who was beaten for a while, couldn't raise his head.

The driver next to him was an experienced agent, he put his head extremely low, controlled the forward movement of the vehicle with his peripheral vision, and bit Lin Zhiheng's vehicle tightly.

Wei Xuehai saw that he was getting farther and farther away from the vehicle in front of him, and he was suppressed again, so he couldn't help but feel anxious, and he ordered loudly: "Get out of the way, let the back come up." ”

When the driver heard this, he quickly got out of the way, and a sedan behind him came up, and they shot side by side, and the fire suddenly increased.

Although the rate of fire of the spear was slow, the bullet was powerful, and it quickly smashed the back of Ning Zhiheng's car, the glass of the rear window was shattered, and a tire was also burst, and the speed of the car slowed down all of a sudden.

Ning Zhiheng was lying low, dodging the bullet attack from behind, at this time he had completely determined the identity of the pursuer behind him, with his sensitive hearing, Wei Dahai's loud shouts several times were heard by him.

This is a gang of Chinese assassinating him!

Linked to the previous information, Ning Zhiheng figured out the origin of the matter in an instant, this must be the start of the Shanghai station, this assassination is likely to be a cover operation, the organizer's design is good, and he knows how to mobilize the Japanese guards.

However, it was absolutely unexpected for him to list himself as a target.

But now the situation is critical, and it seems that he must do his best to protect himself, otherwise he will be assassinated here by Shanghai Station, but he will die too unjustly.

But at this moment, there was alarm in his mind again, and this time the feeling was so strong that it frightened him to the extreme.

He didn't hesitate for a moment, he crouched forward, a bullet passed through the rear window, grazed his scalp above the back of his head, his hair smelled burnt, and the bullet flew by, shattering the glass in front of him.

At the same time, Hirao Daichi also let out a scream, he was hit in the shoulder by a bullet, and the short gun in his hand fell, losing his combat effectiveness.

Because one tire was punctured, the speed of the car had decreased significantly, and the distance between it and the pursuing vehicle was also getting closer, and the situation was extremely critical at this time.

"President, President, how are you?" When Kimura Maki saw Ning Zhiheng's body squatting, he couldn't help but feel confused, if something went wrong, he and the others would die and die.

"I don't have anything to do, you concentrate on blocking it." Ning Zhiheng said in a deep voice.

He knew he couldn't hesitate any longer, or he would die here.

Reaching out and picking up the pistol dropped by Hirao Daichi, he turned around and glanced at it, and when he raised his hand, it was a shot, and the bullet passed through the shattered rear window, accurately hitting the driver of the pursuing vehicle behind, and a shot hit the driver's shoulder.

Although the driver's body was pressed very low, but after all, part of the shoulder was exposed, but it was still accurately hit, he only felt a sharp pain, the steering wheel in his hand could no longer hold it, and suddenly hit the side, and suddenly knocked the side-by-side vehicles in the wrong direction, and the two speeding cars crashed into the trees on the side of the road together and stopped.

The team members in the car were shocked by the violent impact and were unstable, fell in the car, and lay down.

Even Wei Xuehai was thrown out of the car because of the violent impact, fell on the hood, and then fell to the ground, only to feel a sharp pain in his chest, and he couldn't get up for a long time.

The instantaneous change made the chasing vehicles behind completely unclear about the situation, and they saw the captain fall to the ground, and quickly braked to prepare for rescue.

Wei Xuehai lay on the ground, tried to turn sideways, waved his hand, gritted his teeth and shouted: "Leave me alone, chase, keep chasing!" ”

As soon as the remaining team members heard the captain's order, they hurriedly chased back to the car in front.

During this short stay, Ning Zhiheng's car drove out for a long distance, which made the people in the car breathe a sigh of relief temporarily, they didn't expect that the president's shot was so accurate, and it would solve the two cars in one go.

"This time it's blindfolded, next time it won't be so lucky, quick, the police station is not far away, let's hold on a little longer." Ning Zhiheng urged loudly.

Everyone in the car didn't think much about it, of course this shot was blindfolded, they didn't believe that in such a high-speed drive, someone would hit the other driver's driver with such an accurate shot, and it was just a little room to be exposed.

Don't say it's them, even the sharpshooters in the army, it's difficult to do this, not to mention that his president is a weak scholar, it's okay to let him hold a pen, it's too reluctant to hold a gun, this time it can only be said that it is the blessing of the god of luck!

The vehicle behind him gradually caught up again, and the dense gunfire rang out again, the spear bullets were powerful, several bullets pierced the car shell, and even the rear seat was pierced by several bullet holes, and the driver also snorted, not knowing where he was shot.

Ning Zhiheng lowered his body, the sense of crisis in his mind lingered, he couldn't bear it, and when he was about to make another move, the driver suddenly hit the steering wheel, followed by a violent impact.

I only heard a crackling sound, and the sound of the siren sounded in my ears, Ning Zhiheng looked up, and it turned out that he had finally arrived at the police station at the last moment, and the driver kicked the accelerator, slammed open the door of the police station, and rushed in.