"Hurry up, search this place." A group of gendarmes suddenly turned into the gloomy alley where Qin Lei was resting, so that he was caught off guard and had no time to leave.

"What are you doing? Get up, we're going to search. Seeing Qin Lei, the gendarmes came over shouting.

Qin Lei still has a weapon on his body, if he is searched by the military police, he will definitely be exposed, he swept his eyes, looked at the road behind, and then wiped his right hand on his waist, and a delicate Luger PPK pistol has come to his hand. This weapon is specially designed for intelligence officers by the Luge Arms Company of the China Foundation, and because it is very small, it is also loved by the special forces of the Einsatzgruppen, most of the team members will receive one, as the most personal self-defense weapon, and as a member of the Einsatzgruppen of the Intelligence Bureau, Qin Lei naturally also carried one.

Two gunshots rang out, and the first two gendarmes were directly shot in the head, although the rejection ability of the Luger PPK pistol is not strong, but it is better than being small and easy to hide, and in the hands of special forces with accurate marksmanship, the rejection ability is not important, because every shot they fired is a lore.

Killed the first two, Qin Lei jumped up and ran towards the corner of the street, the military police behind reacted at this time, they hurriedly picked up their rifles and shot, the bullets flying around the wall jumped around, and Qin Lei, who was running left and right, dodged the bullets lightly, he knew that the range of his pistol was too short, and it was useless to shoot back at this time, it was better to turn the corner as quickly as possible.

At the moment when he turned the corner, Qin Lei's speed was a little slower, and a bullet hit his thigh. Qin Lei stumbled and sat in the corner. Listening to the gendarmes on that street running closer and closer, Qin Lei gritted his teeth, pulled the last grenade out of the safe, and threw it over, and as the explosion sounded, all those gendarmes were reimbursed.

Using a rope to tie the root of his thigh, Qin Lei temporarily stopped the bleeding, but he knew very well that now was not the time to rest, and the nearby search team would definitely rush over immediately after hearing the gunshots, and he couldn't stay for a moment. Enduring the pain in his legs, Qin Lei limped towards another street, blood flowed down the trouser tube, and soon dripped to the ground, leaving a long and thin blood spot on the road he walked.

Although he was rooted in his leg, due to the vigorous exercise, the wound was still oozing blood, Qin Lei only felt that the strength of his whole body was rapidly disappearing, his mind was dizzy, and his eyelids were fighting. Qin Lei knew that the condition of his body showed that his body was losing blood rapidly, and what he needed most now was to stop and stop the bleeding completely, but now he had no time to stop, so he had to ignore the problem of stopping the bleeding, and continued to staggered forward with extraordinary perseverance.

After turning a few streets, Qin Lei was really unable to move forward, he fell to the ground, feeling chills all over his body. "Am I going to die?" The blood from the wound was still leaking, and this time he had no strength at all. Consciousness was a little blurred, Qin Lei trembled and stretched out his hand to the Luger PPK pistol pinned to his waist, there was still the only bullet left in it, which he deliberately left for himself, and it seemed that he was going to use it now.

At this moment, the gate on one side of the street suddenly opened, and a person who was obviously a yellow man poked his head out, and when he saw Qin Lei lying on the ground, he immediately ran over and asked in pure Chinese: "Is it Chinese?" ”

Seeing the faces of the people who came, Qin Lei nodded with difficulty: "Yes." ”

The man looked at the injury on Qin Lei's leg, quickly picked him up, turned around and entered the gate. "Dog, what's wrong?" A shopkeeper-like man walked out of the house, saw the man named Dog carrying Qin Lei on his back, and immediately asked out loud.

The dog said: "Shopkeeper Wang, this person is Chinese, and he also suffered a gunshot wound, probably the one who was hunted down by the Bostonians, let's hide him." ”

Looking at Qin Lei's still bleeding thighs, Shopkeeper Wang nodded and said, "Okay, you send him down quickly, and I'll go out to see the movement." After speaking, the shopkeeper pointed to the back room and walked out of the door quickly. Seeing that the Boston patrol had not yet chased, Shopkeeper Wang was relieved, but he soon found that Qin Lei had traveled all the way, leaving a series of blood spots, if the Boston people chased after him, they would definitely find his shop, and Shopkeeper Wang turned his eyes to his heart.

He worked the ground with his feet for a while, wiping out all the blood spots that had entered the courtyard, and then he rolled up the sleeve of his left hand and slammed his bare forearm on the deadbolt, and the skin on the arm of the king's shopkeeper was instantly broken, and blood soon gushed out.

Lowering his forearm, the shopkeeper Wang let the blood on his hand drip on the ground, connecting the blood spots that Qin Lei had spilled all the way, he threw off his stride and ran into the distance. He had just turned the corner when a Boston patrol came running down the other street.

"Look at the blood spot has changed direction, let's keep up." One of the first people shouted, beckoning the people behind to hurry up.

The shopkeeper shook his arm, and the blood flowed to the ground little by little, and he quickly ran through five or six streets to see that the blood on his arm had dried, and he took out a large handkerchief from his pocket, wiped the blood on his hand, and then temporarily replaced it with a bandage, and firmly tied the wound.

Putting down his sleeves, the shopkeeper walked forward as if nothing happened. Soon several Boston soldiers came to the end of the blood spot: "Damn, why is it gone?" The soldier at the head scolded and said, "Let's disperse and search the neighborhood." With that, a group of soldiers dispersed and rushed towards nearby shops and residential buildings.

Listening to the footsteps of the Boston soldiers leaving, the shopkeeper Wang, who was hidden at the corner of another street, smiled slightly, put his hands behind his back, and slowly walked towards his shop.

"How's it going?" Back at the shop, Shopkeeper Wang immediately found the dog and asked him about Qin Lei's situation.

The dog shook his head and said, "There is too much blood loss, we don't have ambulance equipment here, I think we should go to Qiu Siye." ”

Shopkeeper Wang nodded: "Are you sure of his identity?" You can't make trouble for Fourth Master Qiu. ”

The dog shook his head and said, "No, he passed out without saying anything, but I found this in his pocket." As he spoke, the dog took out the Luger PPK pistol.

Shopkeeper Wang took the gun, looked at it carefully, and said: "It's Luge PPK, the special pistol of the Chinese Imperial Intelligence Bureau, it seems to be from the motherland, so it's no problem." You immediately contact Fourth Master Qiu to see if he can save this young man. ”

The dog knew that Qin Lei's injuries were very serious, and he was afraid that his life would be in danger if he delayed for a long time, so he nodded and went out quickly.