The space of the auditorium is enclosed by the two sides of the racecourse, behind the rostrum is the original Shikumen front hall, and between the back guest hall and the kitchen, there is a staircase leading to the second floor. In order to increase the space on the first floor, the ground floor of the building has been fully opened, but the second floor still retains the original structure and is used as an office.

Because Ding and Li had not arrived for a long time, the leaders of the spies and the middle-level leaders who had already arrived gathered in the lounge on the second floor to smoke and play cards to kill the boring time of waiting. When the machine guns sounded at the main entrance, the group of people rushed to the window to look around, but because of the special location of the auditorium, the view was blocked by the main building and the two large trees planted next to the building.

Just when they were still speculating, the Japanese gendarmerie was dispatched, and these people invariably breathed a sigh of relief, in the eyes of this group of traitors, as long as the Japanese were dispatched, there would be no trouble that could not be solved in Shanghai. Several special service captains also discussed preparing to lead their subordinates to support, even if they couldn't get any credit, at least they had to show a small face in front of the Japanese.

While they were still thinking about the gains and losses, the 5th Squadron of the 85th Wing rushed into the backyard of the 76th through the side door at the other end of the auditorium. When the Japanese surrounded the auditorium, the spy chiefs thought it was another misunderstanding, and it seemed that someone had passed on the wrong news, which caused the Japanese to play this oolong. It's not like something like this hasn't happened before, and some of the Japanese don't know how to turn their brains, they just follow orders, and they don't understand what it means to judge the situation at all.

At this time, Qian Xinmin, who was the deputy director of the No. 76 Confidential Division, was upstairs, he was the highest-ranking secret service officer present, and Fu Yewen, the director of the Confidential Division, secretly ran back to the office, saying that he had important official business to deal with, but in fact he was looking for an opportunity to fool around with the newly recruited female secretary.

The heads of the other four four departments are either following Ding Mochun and Li Shiqun, or they are on duty in the main office building, or their administrative level and qualifications are not deep enough, so they are not as good as this Director Qian has a backstage.

"Don't panic, everyone, I don't know what's going on now, you all stay here and watch, I'll go down and negotiate with the Japanese." Qian Xinmin explained to the others around him, and then walked towards the back building with his personal secretary.

But as he and his secretary walked down the stairs, a dense burst of shooting was heard. Qian Xinmin hurriedly went upstairs again, only to find that bullets and wooden fragments were flying on the second floor, and most of the colleagues who were standing in front of the window just now to watch the excitement had become corpses, and the injured were struggling on the floor with wailing, and the blood slowly flowed down the uneven cracks of the floor towards the position of the staircase.

"Don't come up, just stay on the stairs!" Qian Xinmin shouted at the secretary and took out a pistol from his waist at the same time.

"Director! What's going on! Why are the Japanese beating us! The secretary was only 20 years old, just graduated from the Department of Law and Politics of Aurora University in Shanghai, and could not find a suitable job because of the difficulties of the world. Qian Xinmin knew that this was just a very ordinary young man, because he had always studied in a French church school, without any political background, and he had never killed a chicken at home.

"How do I know, you give me to lie down on the stairs and not move." The staircase is protected by another brick wall on both sides, creating a small bomb shelter, and Qian Xinmin believes that as long as it is not subjected to heavy fire, it should still be safe.

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"Meyer!" Yamamoto Cao's saber pointed into the dark corridor, and then led a squad of gendarmes under his command to strode into the main entrance of the main building.

"Be careful!" Watanabe, who was in charge of leading the machine-gun detachment to cover, suddenly saw a figure in the corridor flickering, and hurriedly reminded his best friend loudly. Immediately after that, there was a loud burst of gunfire in the corridor through the hallway, and the muzzle fire flickered frequently, and the copper-clad bullet hit the precious wooden floor, stirring up a cloud of dust and sawdust, and the pale cyan smoke slowly drifted out of the door along the corridor.

"Multi-series Dano! Amamoto! (What's wrong!) Yamamoto! Watanabe asked aloud, but no one in the room responded.

"Siegshaw! (Brute!) Watanabe turned his head to look behind him.

"Flax. (Yamada)" Watanabe said.

"Huh!" Yamada Juncao nodded, and then led half of his infantry detachment and rushed towards the building quickly.

"Inspector, it's not okay to do something like this." Suzuki, a member of Tegaoko, shook his head and said.

"Shut up, Suzuki, the soldiers are fighting bloodily, don't interfere with the command of the front-line generals." Inspector Ikawa, who was also from Tegao, stopped the nonsense of his subordinates, and then he glanced at the military police captain standing in front of him, turned his head and snuffed out his cigarette on the big tree beside him.

"The gendarmes are really the same as they are rumored, and they don't know how to fight at all." Ikawa, who had served in the army for six years and was promoted to Cao Chang, was full of contempt and helplessness for the incompetence of this group of gendarmes at the moment.

He is no longer a reggae Ikawa who dares to fight, now he is only a middle-level police officer in the extra high, and he still has a wife and three daughters to support at home, and he doesn't want to meet them in the ashes.

"The terrain is not in our favor, Shaozuo, we should wait for reinforcements." Lieutenant Aoki, the leader of the military police, suggested to Makihara Shosa.

"Red deer! Lieutenant Aoki, the other side is just a rabble, if you feel timid, I can take someone up myself. Makihara turned his face and glared at Aoki with a cold gaze.

"Huh! Shaozuo, I'll take care of it. Aoki bowed, then ran back to the front line with his saber.

The gendarmerie attack was blocked, which they had not expected when they had made their plan, and the troops attacking the main building encountered unprecedented fierce resistance from Wang's puppet agents, and this tall Western building had now turned into a difficult bone and firmly stuck in the throat of the Japanese military police.

"Shaozo still doesn't agree, there's no way out." Aoki drew his 94 saber from his waist and his pistol with his other hand.

"I will personally lead the attack, and if I am unfortunately killed, the fourth squad will be commanded by you." Aoki explained.

"I have a suicide note in my suitcase, and some money, please pass it on to my wife for me." The lieutenant of the gendarmerie already had in his heart the consciousness of dying in battle.

"Heh, I remember it all, Captain Squad, I wish you a long martial arts!" The deputy of the team respectfully bowed to his superiors who intended to die.

"Follow me!" Aoki raised his saber and rushed towards the main building with the remaining dozen or so gendarmes, and then the dense gunfire rang out in the corridor again.

PS: The author is in a foreign country, and I wish you all a happy National Day.

The first chapter is offered.,Take a break and then continue to code the next chapter.,Stop tomorrow as usual for a day.,The day after tomorrow will be made up.。