The ceremony begins.

The uniformed guards of honor began to stomp their leather boots and walk forward with unskilled steps.

These honor guards were all temporarily formed from the puppet army team that had just taken refuge, and because the training time was short and the sources were relatively mixed, their queues could only barely be better than ordinary people, and they were still far from professional honor guards.

In the distance, Wang Jingwei, dressed in a black dress, walked forward with many generals and civilian officials in military uniforms, and the military band continued to play majestic military music.

Crowding out of the crowd, Cuong and his men began to look around, and after a while, he found that the old building, a few hundred meters away from the city center, was the most suspicious.

"Go! All go to that building. Cuong led the crowd and ran towards the old building.

There are also a lot of police officers on the periphery for guarding, but Ah Qiang knows these people too well, they usually wear uniforms to scare and scare the people, and it is simply wishful thinking to expect them to find or catch the character of Han Guang.

Cuong led the people to the old building, where two policemen in black uniforms were smoking cigarettes and chatting. Seeing Cuong in a black suit and top hat walking over, the two policemen quickly extinguished their cigarettes and stood upright.

Cuong walked quickly to the two policemen and asked angrily, "When did you get here?" ”

The fatter policeman stood up and said, "Report to the sir, we came here early in the morning to be on duty. ”

"Are there any suspicious people coming in or out?" Cuong asked as he looked around.

The fat policeman and the skinny policeman glanced at each other, and then replied in unison: "No! ”

In order to prove that what he said was not adulterated, the fat policeman also stepped forward and explained: "Sir, our brothers promise that no one has come in here. You see, it's all around us, and if anyone dares to trespass, the guy in our hands is not a vegetarian. ”

As he spoke, the fat policeman patted the pistol holster on his waist, looking confident.

In this way, Cuong is a little more relieved for the time being. Although these policemen are more mixed, there is nothing wrong with letting them watch the people. He thought that even if Han Guang's people touched in, they would definitely have to bring a "guy", and at such a distance, I am afraid that at least a rifle or mortar would be used, and that thing could not be hidden.

Just when Ah Qiang breathed a sigh of relief, a boom made him stunned. Ah Qiang's body jumped, and he almost collapsed.

"Where's the sound?" As soon as Ah Qiang's words fell, he saw a salute in the distance begin to fire, and he followed the sound and it turned out to be a salute.

"Fuck! It's really nerve-wracking. Ah Qiang cursed himself in his heart, it seems that the people from the Reserve Cadre Department will not do things here.

When Cuong was relaxing, suddenly, Chairman Wang, who was waving to everyone on the rostrum, suddenly fell down one by one. At this time, just as the salute rang out again, the officials who were at a loss immediately rushed up, and the scene was chaotic.

"!" Cuong realizes that he has made a mistake, and he drops his hat from his head, pulls out the pistol from his waist, and runs towards the ruins with a group of brothers.

At this time, Han Guang, who had already completed the sniper mission, placed an anti-infantry* prepared in advance at the entrance of the stairs, and as long as someone entered and touched the line, he would explode to pieces along with his beloved sniper rifle.

After all this, Han Guang threw a cable from the other side of the stairs and slid down the cable.

As he slid downstairs, he took off his black camouflage clothes, revealing his shirt underneath. Then he lowered a small felt hat and put it on, looking like a man working part-time.

Han Guang, who walked down quickly, and Ah Qiang, who was in a hurry to catch up, missed a time difference, and when Ah Qiang and his people just arrived at the door, Ah Qiang and his group had just rushed to the ruins upstairs.

Bang! One of the Team Members 76 running at the front triggered*, and was blown apart.

Ah Qiang immediately realized that the person had fled, and he didn't care about any etiquette or anything like that at this time, so he quickly asked people to blow the assembly whistle and start searching and arresting.

Han Guang didn't run far before he was bitten. Several members of the No. 76 team and the Japanese military police noticed his strange appearance, he was tall and burly, completely different from the coolie men in short shirts.

Han Guang knew that there was no room for not fighting at this time, and when the Japanese soldier shouted for him to stop, he pulled the * he carried with him and threw it forward, and then jumped out by himself.

At the same time as the shrapnel exploded, the Japanese soldiers also fired, and several bullets penetrated his body, Han Guang just felt a heart-piercing pain in his back, and fell down one by one.

The successive explosions and attacks caused chaos at the ceremony, and important officials and generals began to leave in cars under the cover of the guards, and the panicked crowd began to move around; The scrambling Japanese officers, Agent 76, and the policemen in black uniforms all screamed and screamed.

There was chaos everywhere, and colorful flags that had been waving in the air were thrown to the ground, along with huge portraits of the new government leaders, and trampled on the ground.

Wu Biao and others successfully ran out. At this time, a large piece of car was already ready and waiting for them.

A few were about to get into the car, but Mo Bing in the car asked in surprise, "What about Chief Han?" ”

Wu Biao yelled badly: "We thought he arrived first, it's not good!" It looks like it's bitten with a devil. ”

"You go first, I'll go find him." When Mo Bing was about to get out of the car, he was stopped by Wu Biao.

"Chunk, let's go back together." After Wu Biao finished speaking, he motioned for a large piece to drive, and he took out a Thomson* by himself, loaded it with a drum, and loaded it with a bang.

Before the car could drive inside, a rush of gunfire was heard. At this time, I saw the hairy boy covering Han Guang supporting Han Guang and running towards this side.

"It's them!" Mo Bing exclaimed in surprise.

"Quick, take it." The chunk slammed the steering wheel on one side, and the accelerator also stepped down, and a tail flick rushed to the opposite side of them.

Bang bang bang! Cuong has already led someone to catch up.

Bullets flew like rain, and there were several bullet holes in the glass of the car.

Tata Tower! Wu Biao hurriedly picked up Thomson's portable machine gun from the back seat of the car, he pulled the trigger and opened fire on the other party, and a drum of bullets was quickly thrown out.

The dense fire of the hand-held machine gun quickly suppressed the other party, and with the help of this vacancy, Han Guang and the others hurriedly rushed to the car. At this time, a row of guns came from the opposite side, and the thud of the 38 big cover came, and the big piece just felt that there were thousands of perforations in the body.

Mo Bing hugged Han Guang, who was covered in blood, and couldn't help crying.

……

After receiving the news of the successful attack, the pre-dry office immediately reported it to Huang Ke.

Huang Ke is discussing with Chen Bui, who is in charge of propaganda, how to carry out the corresponding confrontation propaganda work. Early this morning, the "Central Daily" published an editorial entitled "Nailed to the Pillar of Shame in History," in which it ruthlessly lashed out at Wang Jingwei and others for their blatant treasonous acts of betraying the country.

"The follow-up propaganda must continue to follow up, and Wang Jingwei and others should be used as a typical example of negative propaganda. At the same time, it is also possible to expand some examples of positive publicity. All this you must remember that although the public opinion front is an invisible front, the impact of the war is crucial, because the work of the public opinion front is related to the people's will. ”

Huang Ke said his suggestions concisely, and Chen Bui wrote them down one by one.

At this time, Chen Liewen walked in, and after he whispered a few words, Huang Ke nodded and said, "Let him come in." ”

Chen Bui saw that Huang Ke was about to see the others, so he took the initiative to stand up and said, "Then the chairman, if there is nothing else, I will go out first." ”

Huang Ke promised: "Okay, by the way, you talk to Jiang Zhongzheng and Xu Shaozhou, dig deep into the typical examples of the front-line troops, do key propaganda, and encourage the whole army!" ”

When Yang Yibing walked in, he took a look at Chen Bui, and after the two looked at each other and smiled, they went about their respective businesses. After Yang Yibing came in, he stood up and said: "Report, the operation in Shanghai has ended, and our personnel hit Wang Jingwei with one shot, and Wang Jingwei has been sent to the hospital at present, and his life and death are uncertain." ”

Huang Ke was shocked when he heard this, his face did not show excitement and excitement, nor did he show disappointment and regret, in fact, he had no intention of changing the original appearance of history, only because these people affected the development of history, so he was forced to make this method.

"What about the comrades sent on the mission?" Huang Ke asked.

Yang Yibing obviously didn't expect Huang Ke to ask this question, he was stunned for a few seconds before he reacted: "It's not very good, although the person was brought out, he was shot a few times in his body, and he is now being rescued in an underground hospital." ”

Huang Ke's face became solemn: "Remember, you must rescue this warrior." Tomorrow, I will tell Chen Bui that the tone of this action propaganda is the spontaneous patriotic act of the righteous people of the people, and we must make a good fuss around this warrior. ”

After explaining this, Huang Ke encouraged Yang Yibing a few more words, and also gave him a package ticket, saying that he would reward the pre-cadre department for his actions. Yang Yibing breathed a sigh of relief, and finally made up for the basket that let Wang Jingwei run away.

After dealing with the matter, Huang Ke received a telegram from the Shandong front, which, in addition to some accounts of the battlefield in North China, also attached a list of personnel to commend the junior officers.

Generally, these lists will not be reported to the Ministry of Defense, because there are too many people to commend them, how can the Ministry of Defense have so much spare time to see them? Why did Liu Jian just attach this list this time?

Huang Ke was a little incomprehensible, but he simply glanced at it and understood, in the list, he actually saw a familiar name - Zhao Zheng, that is, the pseudonym of his eldest son Huang Zheng.