With a horse holding bread and riding Amao's bicycle, he suddenly felt like he had become the hero of a youth romantic comedy.

He always felt that riding out like this would definitely hit a reckless female classmate in the corner.

Or when you are about to climb the steep slope leading to the school gate, you see an autistic girl cheering herself on in front of the slope or something.

Kazuma turned back to Amao and said, "Later, I still have to trouble you to send Chiyoko to the Koshikawa woman." If you don't have a car to ride, remember to start early and don't be late. ”

"Master, don't worry." Shigeru nodded.

At this time, Chiyoko ran out of the house, carrying a lunch box in a bag in her left hand and a sports kettle in her right hand, running all the way to Wama and stuffing her brain into the front basket of her bicycle.

"Barley tea and lunch, do you still have change?" She asked.

Kazuma nodded: "There is." ”

He glanced at Chiyoko's school uniform and asked in surprise, "Start changing into summer clothes today?" So early? ”

"It seems that it is the impact of the El Niño phenomenon, and the warming is relatively early this year, so the school board met and decided to change it early." Chiyoko replied.

Kazuma looked at Chiyoko's high school summer clothes and smiled, "It's good-looking." When I come back in the evening, I'll have to take a good look. ”

After saying that, he pushed the car and stepped onto the seat a few times.

Shigeru and Chiyoko watched him go away at the gate of the courtyard.

**

Kazuma first came to the Civic Library in Katsu District.

The Kiryu Dojo of the Library is relatively close, so he plans to go here first and go to the archives if he doesn't have the materials he needs.

If not, go a little further to the Tokyo National Library.

Early in the morning, the library had just opened, and there were few people, and the borrowing counter was empty, and the trolleys next to the counter were piled up with a large number of books waiting to be returned to the shelves.

He Ma tapped the bell on the counter a few times in front of the counter.

The dinging sound disappeared at once, as if absorbed by the dense array of bookshelves.

So the horse began to beat the bell continuously.

"It's coming, it's coming!" An old bass voice floated from among the bookshelves, and then an old man in his fifties, with slightly graying hair, pushed an empty cart out of between the bookshelves.

He glanced at Kazuma and pouted: "Hmph, the young people recently are more and more impetuous, don't you know if you should be quiet in the library?" Also, the magazine area is over there, just go over and read it yourself, by the way, we don't have celebrity gossip magazines here. ”

Well, he thought to himself, the old man imagined himself as an idle young man.

"Uncle, why are you alone on duty in this library?"

"Originally, it was two people, but recently it seems that someone from the National Library has run away and gone to take revenge on society, so the Ministry of Education, Culture, Sports, and Culture has begun to reorganize the staff of the National Library, and temporarily transferred people from our place to help."

And Ma frowned: "Revenge society? ”

"Yes, I don't know the details, anyway, the entire department of the National Library has been suspended for review, and then people will be transferred from the libraries in each district to support. So, are you here to make small talk to me or to borrow a book? The uncle said as he returned to the counter, put on his reading glasses, and looked at Kazuma.

"I'll borrow the books." While pondering the relationship between this incident and the bombing of the Kandagawa Police Station, Kazuma said, "I want hydrological data from Tokyo Bay." ”

The uncle pushed his glasses, looked at Hema carefully, and shook his head: "I won't give it to you." That's research material, not a manual to guide you to electric fish and fry fish, you young people, you are thinking about crooked ways, and you have no money to fight pachinko and go to work. ”

Kazuma raised his eyebrows, wondering if this uncle thought I was a bad guy because he saw me carrying a wooden knife?

Where is there a bad thing that doesn't wax hair spray these days?

After all, there is no money with horses? Can't afford hairspray, and his sister doesn't even use makeup? Dress up all by the red head rope.

"Uncle, I'm doing research."

"Yo, now Xiaoyoung has also started to do research." Uncle let out a hearty laugh? It's like I've just heard a funny joke.

Kazuma took out his student ID card from the University of Tokyo from his pocket.

The uncle didn't see what the student ID card was at first glance, so he asked, "What is it"? And then pushed the glasses? This time I saw it clearly.

Then he raised his head, his hand on his glasses, and looked the horse up and down carefully.

"You're a student at the University of Tokyo?"

"Yes, I'm Kazuma Kiryu, a student at the University of Tokyo."

"Is that Kiryu and Ma?"

Kazuma nodded solemnly: "It's that Kiryu and Ma." ”

The uncle stared at Kazuma for a few more seconds: "Oh, you are Kiryu Kazuma." Ah? I thought you were a young man who skipped class to have fun? You look too young. ”

Kazuma: "I'm eighteen years old? It looks very old to have a problem, right? ”

"Are you eighteen years old? How do I remember reporting on ......"

"I'm eighteen years old at the report, right? I only took the entrance examination to the University of Tokyo this year. ”

The uncle patted his head: "Oh, look at my memory? Old fool. Did you know that in the shopping street near Geshi Beigao, there is a shop that sells coarse dim sum? ”

How could Kazuma not remember that the feud with the Tsuda-gumi was in that store? At that time, Mikako was knocked unconscious by someone with a bat.

"I remember, I also ran away from a bunch of Extreme Dao who came to make trouble."

"Yes, that's it! Later, the old woman who opened the store took over the store, and after selling the money, she moved to my neighborhood, chatting with my wife all day long, and talking about Kiryu-kun when she had nothing to do. ”

And the horse scratched his head: "Yes...... So? ”

The uncle asked with great interest: "By the way, the old woman next door is worried that Jidao will be beaten away by you all day long, and she will trouble you again, are you okay?" ”

"It's okay, I raised the whole group." Kazuma laughed.

Uncle took this as a joke and laughed.

And Ma also laughed, as if it were a joke.

After laughing, the uncle said, "You want hydrological data, right?" Sit there and wait, I'll get it for you. ”

"No, you tell me the bookshelf and I'll find it myself......"

"No, no, no, no, you can find your own slowness, I'll bring it to you at once, save trouble. Go and sit over there. Do you want to drink water? ”

Hema lit up the kettle in his hand: "I have barley tea." ”

"Okay." After the uncle finished speaking, he came out from behind the counter and strode into the depths of the bookshelf.

He Ma sat down in the position pointed by the uncle just now, and suddenly felt a little emotional.

That's prestige.

People are not always insensitive, and will repay those who guard them in their own way.

There may be no real benefit in this return, but a good mood alone makes people feel that it is worth the ticket price.

He Ma Zheng sighed, and the uncle came out with a stack of books.

"Because I don't know if you're looking for current information, submarine topography information, or anything else, I've got it for you."

He Ma looked at the five tomes in his uncle's hand and frowned slightly.

"Well, I just want to see where the water flows, especially the shallow current."

The enemy was seriously injured when he fell into the water, and if he wanted to run far, he would definitely have to rely on the current, and it was unlikely that he would escape the encirclement by swimming alone.

So just follow the current and find it all the way.

"That's it." The uncle took out a relatively thin book and put it on the table, "If you just want to see the direction of the shallow water flow, just turn to the diagram in the appendix." ”

"Okay. Uncle, are you so familiar with these? ”

"I've been in the library for decades, and I don't boast about reading books when I'm idle, I glance at most of the books in the library. Of course, most of them are just flipping through them. ”

He Ma said "oh", flipped to the appendix at the end of this book, and sure enough, he saw a concise surface water flow chart.

"Can you give me a copy of this picture?" Kazuma said as he glanced at the latest photocopiers in the library.

I didn't see similar equipment in the library until I was in junior high school.

"Yes." Uncle picked up the book and went to the photocopier.

After a while, Kazuma left the library with a photocopy of the water flow chart, and the uncle sent him all the way to the door.

Riding their bicycles, the horse and the horse decided to go to the bridge where the enemy had finally confronted that night, and then go down the river to find it.

**

At this moment, Yamada is removing the stitches from his own wounds.

As a highly trained agent, sewing up your own wounds, bandaging yourself, removing your own stitches is a piece of cake.

As for why he was not as badly injured as Hema, but the stitches were removed later, it is unknown.

It may be that the environment of the safe house is not as suitable for recuperation as the VIP ward of the hospital.

After removing the stitches, Yamada finally cleaned the injured area with saline and wiped it clean with gauze.

He threw the gauze into the gasoline drum in front of him.

The bucket was already filled with bloody gauze and other rubbish from treating wounds, and an unpleasant stench wafted from the bucket, attracting flies buzzing above the bucket.

Yamada poured some alcohol into the gasoline barrel and threw it in with a match.

The flames suddenly flew high, and once licked the iron ceiling.

The convection of the rising hot air caused the chandelier in the safe house to shake, and all the shadows in the house shook together - the windows of the house were covered and the lights were turned on during the day.

Yamada ignored the burning garbage, got up and walked to the workbench and sat down, turning on the radio.

The skies of Tokyo are filled with all kinds of clear communications, such as calls from ships on Tokyo Bay, conversations between the Narita Airport Control Tower and airplanes, and clear communication from the police.

As long as you know the frequency, you can listen to it.

Of course, there is no important information in plain communication, but if you insist on listening every day, you can always detect something.

In addition, a variety of radio stations can be heard on the radio.

Through this, Yamada searched day after day for information about the man named Kiryu and Ma.

In fact, this is mainly because he can't leave the safe house to buy newspapers and magazines, otherwise he only needs to read the weekly Fang Chun to know the address of Kiryu Dojo.

Yamada checked the frequency of his transcription these days one by one to see if there was any information about Kazuma.

Although he is eager to compete with Kiryu and Ma, and to redeem the shame of "defeat", he is not impatient at all.

Agents can't be impatient, and they follow the plan in an orderly manner, that's the way agents do things.

Yamada is not at all worried that seeking personal vendetta will cause trouble for the organization he belongs to.

He vaguely guessed that the KGB should be eager for such an opportunity to fully test the results of the Super Soldier program.

Once the results are present, it is possible to convince the "Patriot Comrades" to commit super-fighters where they are more needed, and not just use them as tools for infiltration and sabotage.

As usual, Yamada silently adjusted the knob of the radio, searching for the information he needed in the sea of radio waves, and behind him, the flames in the gasoline barrel were blazing.

**

Kiryu and the horse rode their bicycles down the river, finding no buildings that looked like they could hide.

He rode all the way to the mouth of the river.

Then he discovered one thing: Tokyo Bay was much bigger than he had imagined.

He got out of the car and stood on the guardrail of the sea border guard Poti, looking along the coastline, he didn't even feel that it was a bay.

This is troublesome, and I am afraid that I will not be able to walk a third of the booked distance until it is dark.

But on the other hand, if you think about it the other way, the enemy should not have enough physical strength to swim very far.

Maybe the enemy really died of exhaustion, and then was carried to the bottom by the equipment.

As for not finding the body, Tokyo Bay is so big that it seems normal that it can't be found.

And the horse bit his lip.

No, you still have to find it, if you don't try all the methods, you won't be able to sleep peacefully in the future, I'm afraid that as soon as you sleep, you will see the sea of flowers on the other side.

The sea of flowers is good-looking, but who can stand it when it's like this.

He Ma jumped off the railing, got on his bike, and began to follow the direction of the current in the current chart.

After riding for about an hour, Kazuma still didn't see any buildings that could be used as a lurking place.

In fact, all the way he came over, he saw basically a busy port, with people coming and going.

Just as he was about to stop and rest, he suddenly heard someone honking the horn behind him.

As soon as he turned around, he saw the familiar police car.

However, the people in the car were all dressed in civilian clothes.

"Yo, boy!" The car slowed down after parallel with the horse, and the short-haired policewoman Natsuki rolled down the window, "You were discharged from the hospital so quickly?" Is it okay to exercise so vigorously as soon as you are discharged from the hospital? ”

Kazuma glanced at Natsuki and asked suspiciously, "You guys aren't on duty today?" ”

"Take a turn, take a break." Natsuki waved his hand.

"Can you still drive a police car? Isn't this a private use of a bus? And Ma said.

"You can't say that, we drive a police car to just put this on it and go to reinforce when we need reinforcements." Natsuki spread his hands, "You should praise us for our enthusiastic work." ”

Kazuma shrugged and didn't continue to pay attention to Natsuki's quibbles.

Suddenly, he had an idea.

"Are you going to swim along the seaside?" He looked at Natsuki and asked.

Natsuki shook his head: "No, we're going to drive to Kamakura to see the sea, but we don't want to take the Capital Expressway." Anyway, we are traffic police, and we are familiar with the road conditions, so we won't get stuck in traffic if we take a shortcut. ”

Kazuma didn't know the current time, after all, he didn't have a watch, so he looked at the position of the sun in the sky before he replied, "Now go to Kamakura, it's night, right?" ”

"The sea is beautiful at night, especially on a sunny day." Natsuki gave a thumbs up to Kazuma.

I didn't expect this Xia Shu to look like an uneducated big sister, but it's actually quite stylish.

He Ma smiled and said, "Then you can do me a favor along the way?" ”

"Huh?" Natsuki frowned, as if sensing that things weren't simple.

At this time, Kobayakawa spoke: "Then let's stop first, you can talk carefully." ”

"Hey!" Natsuki shouted, "We're finally taking a break!" This guy is a troublemaker! As soon as he said this, I smelled a super troublesome smell! ”

Before the words fell, Kobayakawa had already driven the car into the area on the side of the road for people to make a U-turn and stopped.

Natsuki sighed: "Alas. Okay, boy, tell me what you're going to do. ”

**

An hour later, Natsuki and Kobayakawa left the bustling coast with Kazuma and drove onto the seaside road, which was much less crowded.

The bicycle that Shigeru lent to Wama was tied with a rope above the trunk, and it looked like the car was carrying a burden.

"Is this really still in Tokyo Bay?" Kazuma looked at the scenery outside the window and couldn't help but ask.

Natsuki: "Of course. Maybe one day the entire shore of Tokyo Bay will be very prosperous, but not today. From here to the coast of Yokohama, it is relatively rural. ”

Kobayakawa said: "The development plan of the sub-capital center is to make use of these coasts, you see that the front is the construction site of the first phase of reclamation, and then you can see the ruins of the fort in Odaiba." ”

He Ma said "oh", and suddenly saw a lonely shop on the side of the road, and hurriedly asked, "Is there a ramen shop here?" Where's the guest? ”

"There is a base of the Capital Police Mobile Unit nearby, and the main customers should be people there." Kobayakawa paused, "Before the war, it was said that the Navy's test flight site was also here, and from time to time you can see ox carts pulling planes from the factory to the test field. ”

And Ma wondered if he should show surprise here.

After all, this is probably unthinkable for modern Japanese.

But Kazuma is not a modern Japanese, he is a future Chinese, and he has heard all these things in the previous life mixed military forum. At that time, military enthusiasts called old Japan "impertured imperialism".

Kobayakawa glanced at Kazuma through the rearview mirror and said in surprise, "You don't seem surprised at all." ”

"I'm a student at the University of Tokyo." Kazuma moved out of this reason, "I knew what you said when I was studying for the exam." ”

"I see, the students of Dongdong are so powerful." Kobayakawa said with a smile.

Xia Shu: "People are different from us, even if you come in to become a policeman, you will start directly from the police department, and stay at the grassroots level for nine months to become a police officer." If you take the special test route, you can still wear a gold watch. ”

Kazuma smiled slightly, and did not say anything more about the future that Natsuki had planned for him.

Kobayakawa pulled the topic back: "In short, the kind of hidden place that Kiryu-kun wants to find should be on this section of the coast." Unless someone responds to the bustling port area, there is no way to Tibetans. ”

"But this place is far from the bridge where that guy fell into the water." Natsuki took over the conversation seriously, "I don't think he can swim so far, even by the current. Humans can't do it. On what basis do you conclude that he is not dead? ”

Kazuma raised his hand and pointed to his temple: "Intuition." ”

"Are you a woman? Intuitive all day long! Natsuki complained unceremoniously.

Kobayakawa continued to drive smoothly.

**

As the sun set, Kobayakawa parked his car on the side of the railing of the anti-wave bar.

And Ma asked, "What's going on?" Don't keep it open? ”

Kobayakawa: "There's a U.S. military base in front of him, so he can't hide in a U.S. military base, right?" ”

Kazuma frowned, opened the door and got out of the car, looking into the distance.

As we approached Yokohama, the shore began to bustle again, and the U.S. military base was lit up before nightfall.

With his own eyesight, Kazuma could see the lights on the aircraft carrier parked in the base.

Aramaki told Kazuma that the super soldier he encountered this time was probably created by KGB's psychological plan.

KGB people...... Probably won't run into the U.S. military base, right? Although the theory of darkness under the lamp has its truth, it ...... No one would actually do that, would they?

After thinking about it, he thought it would be safe to take a telescope or something, and then what if he happened to see a suitable building for hiding?

He turned to Natsuki and said, "Can you lend me a telescope or something?" ”

"We do have a telescope, but I advise you not to do it." Natsuki said and pouted to the side.

He Ma turned his head to look and saw an RV parked on the shore in the distance.

"Maybe it's just a regular RV to watch the sunset?" And the horse said.

"Yes, there is a possibility, but it could also be a gongan or even a CIA car. Recently, the U.S. aircraft carrier roaming the Indian Ocean to respond to Afghanistan has a home port in Yokohama. Natsuki said.

Kazuma: "You still know a lot about the international situation?" ”

"I'm a man's wife." Natsuki raised his hand to stroke his short hair as he spoke, and his exaggerated chest muscles shook with this action.

After thinking about it, Kazuma could only speak: "Okay...... Then you two will be tired and send me home. ”

Natsuki smiled slightly, turned around and quickly took off the bicycle tied to the trunk of the car and put it in front of Kazuma.

"I'm sorry, but we're going to Kamakura to see the sea at night, and it's a good way to get past here, so come on yourself, boy!"

He Ma held the bicycle handlebar: "This...... It's far away! ”

"Peace of mind, we will notify our friends by radio and go to your house to tell your sister in advance that you are okay!"

Natsuki said as he got into the car.

Kobayakawa took out the bento and barley tea given by Chiyoko from the back seat and put them in the basket of the bicycle, turned around and got into the car, pulled up his seat belt, and started the car.

Natsuki waved at Kazuma: "Break." ”

The police car that was used for private use sped away, leaving the horses pushing the bicycles messy in the wind.

However, Hema thought to himself, it would not be a loss to let the two big sisters invite me to a meal at noon.

He set up his bicycle, sat down on the railing of the anti-wave bar, opened the bento box that had not been touched, and ate it with barley tea and watching the sea.

**

Yamada suddenly heard a radio call: "Hey, Junsuke, are you listening?" I'm sorry for you to go to the Kiryu Dojo and inform his sister, and he said that Kiryu is now being put near Yokohama by us and is going to ride home. ”

Yamada was so excited that he almost snapped the refill of his pencil, but he immediately turned up the radio to the maximum and listened with bated breath.

"Natsuki? I'm listening, the Kiryu and the horse you said, is that Kiryu? ”

"Yes, yes, that's Kiryu. You know where his dojo is, right? ”

Yamada is ready, make a note of the address of Kiryu Dojo, and tomorrow you can - no, when the injury is healed, you can go and fight him.

However, the voice of "Runsuke" came over the radio: "I know. I'm a traffic policeman, this kind of thing is clear. I'll stop by when I get off work. ”

"Please, then!"

"You guys go to the beach and have fun."

"Oh! By the way, do you want me to help you shoot Kobayakawa in a Polaroid swimsuit...... Oh oh oh oh you drive carefully! ”

After saying that, the radio went off.

Yamada hurriedly adjusted the radio, but could no longer find the next conversation, and it seemed that the communication was indeed over.

He slammed the table hard.

But then he thought of another thing: now Kiryu and Ma are near Yokohama!

Why?

Suddenly, Yamada was agitated, and a layer of cold sweat was behind him.

Kiryu and Ma are looking for me.

He knew I wasn't dead.

But it seems that he did not receive support from the Japanese police and gongan, and only acted personally.

This guy is really dangerous! Very dangerous!

In the future, whether he enters the police or gongan, it will be a huge threat to KGB's activities in Tokyo!

At this moment, in addition to the desire to get back to the field, Yamada has a second motive in his heart that he must kill Kiryu and Ma.

The implanted loyalty heart is burning hotly.

He stood up, quickly armed himself, and walked to the door of the safe house, looking out through the periscope.

A true agent doesn't expose himself for recklessness.

Immediately after, Yamada's brows furrowed.

There are patrol boats disguised as fishing boats on the sea, and there are American sentry posts and military dogs on the nearby main road.

- What's going on?

- Is there any major operation at the US military base?

Although Yamada was eager to break out of the safe house and find Kiryu and Ma, who were still near Yokohama, reason suppressed his impulse.

First of all, Yokohama is also very big, and with only information like "he is in Yokohama", it is like looking for a needle in a haystack to find someone.

Secondly, if you go out rashly now, you will be arrested by the US military before you can find someone.

He gritted his teeth and gave up his intention to leave the safe house, concentrating on observing the situation outside through the periscope.

**

At this time, in the US military base, Colonel Hawke was directing the US military to carry the Stinger missiles from the C130 that had just landed into civilian containers.

Yasuda, the captain of the ocean-going container ship Camellia Maru, stood cautiously beside the colonel.

Generally, the captain of the loading and unloading of the cargo ship does not care, the captain has a relatively detached position on the ship, and will only take over the ship when entering and leaving the port and in an emergency, and the daily affairs are all under the management of the first, second and third officers.

Now the captain himself has come to pick up the cargo, which in itself shows that this shipment is extraordinary.

After the container door closed, U.S. soldiers began spraying the company logo "Matsujo Electric" on the outside of the container.

Colonel Hawke turned around and handed the handover slip with "small appliances" written on it to Captain Yasuda: "A total of 100 Stinger missiles, which is enough to annihilate the Hind helicopter of a paratrooper brigade of the Soviet Army, if anything goes wrong, Captain Yasuda, do you know the consequences?" ”

Captain Yasuda wiped the beads of sweat rolling down his forehead and replied in stammering English, "Yes." I know. ”

"Peace of mind. The Soviet Navy could not cross the Tsushima Strait, you were safe the whole time, just drive to the designated port to unload. With that, Colonel Hawke patted Captain Yasuda on the shoulder, "By the way, what I said last time ......"

"Oh, I know, the company asked me to pass this on to you, thank you very much for choosing the company's ship." Captain Yasuda took out a thick brown paper bag, "These are all fine tobacco!" ”

Colonel Hawke smiled: "Okay, I like Japanese 'tobacco'. ”

As he spoke, he took out a new Cuban cigar from his pocket, held it to his mouth, and then took the "tobacco".

Captain Yasuda bowed to Colonel Hawke, then trotted into the co-pilot of the already loaded container truck.

Colonel Hawke gestured to the adjutant beside him.

The adjutant ordered in English: "Open the door." ”

On the way to the base gate, several railings were raised at the same time, and the sentinels took several steps back to make way out.

The container truck lights up its headlights and the engine roars.

In the distance, another C130 flashed its night lights and slowly landed at the end of the runway.

**

It was the same night, Minato.

"Your mother, D Korean, ghost Chiga? (Fuck, why are these Koreans so late)" the passenger seat complained in Cantonese in the Buick parked in the transfer yard between the containers.

The man in the back seat was quietly smoking a cigarette, looking not in a hurry at all, he glanced at the co-pilot and said in Japanese, "Speak Japanese." How many times have you said it, follow the local customs. ”

Next to the Buick, there were several cars parked.

However, the other people in the car had already come down, carrying AKs and guarding the surroundings.

Yes, with an AK.

After all, the other party is also armed with heavy firepower, so you have to be careful.

Stopped in the van behind, a machine gun was also loaded.

Suddenly, on a nearby tower crane, there was a flash of flashlight.

It was a bearded guy who had been looking at the tower crane, and when he saw the flash, he immediately knocked on the window of the Buick and said in Japanese: "Big brother, the Koreans are here." ”

The occupant of the car nodded and continued to smoke his cigarette.

Then five cars appeared one after the other at the other end of the transfer yard.

The people in the Buick made a gesture, and all the cars here turned on the high beams at the same time, and the modified headlights immediately illuminated the entire transfer yard as if it were daylight.

The convoy of the Koreans stopped more than ten meters away, and a large group of people got out of the car at the same time, and then set up the spears in their hands.

Qiu Dongwan, who was wearing toad glasses, got out of the car and shouted at the Buick: "Hey, Mr. Zhang, you don't have to do this, right?" ”

The man in the back seat of the Buick took one last puff and pressed it into the palm of his beard.

Then he opened the door and got out of the car.

"Mr. Qiu, we got some information that is not very good." "Mr. Zhang" said in Japanese.

"I guess the intelligence is that our real boxing club is colluding with the Japanese Kwantung Union to wipe you out here, right? Actually, we've received similar information. ”

"Mr. Zhang" laughed and said in a teasing tone: "Then you say, could it be that the Kanto United wants to kill us together?" ”

Qiu Dongwan laughed: "Then they are too self-aware!" ”

The moment the words fell, the observation post on the tower crane behind Mr. Zhang opened fire.

Qiu Dongwan immediately threw himself to the side, apparently familiar with how to deal with snipers.

Some Koreans shouted, "Ahsi, it's an ambush!" ”

"Wait a minute! Don't shoot, I'm not being beaten! Qiu Dongwan shouted loudly, but it was already over, and the person who had just shouted shot at Mr. Zhang.

But Mr. Zhang had already run backwards with agility, jumped on the front of the Buick, slid all the way over the engine cover, and dodged to the other side of the engine.

Even Kalashnikov could not penetrate the engine and threatened Mr. Zhang in the back.

With a point shot from the beard here, the South Korean who fired was shot in the head.

"Stop!" Mr. Zhang shouted to stop, "It's a misunderstanding!" Ask the tower crane on the radio why it was fired! ”

As soon as the words fell, a large group of people wielding steel pipes rushed out from all directions.

The Koreans were also stopping the counterattack, and when they saw this scene, they shouted directly: "Mr. Zhang, you'd better have a reason that I can accept!" ”

His men opened fire again, firing at the pole-wielding guy who rushed at him.

On Mr. Zhang's side, when he turned his beard and turned his gun to fight, Mr. Zhang jumped out of the car and held down his weapon: "Are you stupid?" Where is the extreme way to cut people, where is the clothing so inconsistent? Aren't you familiar with their tangled energy? There's something wrong with that! Throw a stun bomb and withdraw! ”

As soon as the words fell, the first wave of shock bombs was thrown.

Fushou helped everyone rush into the car in the sound and light effects of the shock bomb.

But the fastest enemy has already arrived.

The next moment, the gang was cleanly overturned by the butts of the guns.

The car of the Fushou Gang had not turned off, and at this time it started quickly, and the Buick, which had a bunch of bullet holes in the engine, rushed to the predetermined retreat first.

One by one, the other cars followed, and the vans were the last to press.

Originally, the gunmen in the van opened the side door and prepared to shoot, but as soon as Brother Zhang shouted, the gunman closed the door again.

The sniper on the tower crane hangs down with a rope and lands steadily on the roof of the van, then presses the release button to release the rope.

The convoy was gone, and the crowd of zombies wielding steel pipes chased in vain.

The Koreans were still strafing and besieging the enemy, and a gunner saw that the Fushou Gang had run away and wanted to turn the muzzle, but was held down by Qiu Dongwan.

"If the operation fails, we will withdraw." Qiu Dongwan said.

So the Koreans, while suppressing the guys besieging their side, got into the car and began to retreat.

In the car, Xing Jishang, who was driving, asked Qiu Dongwan in the back seat: "Is this a failure?" ”

"Hmph." Qiu Dongwan sneered, "Of course not. I didn't expect the Fushou Gang to not fire at the crowd, but other than that, it was all planned. That anti-tank mine of yours is still there, right? ”

Xing Jishang frowned: "It's still there, what's the matter, you want to plot against Mr. Zhang?" ”

"How can that be successful. The Japanese blew so loudly, and this time we sent a letter to them. ”

Xing Jishang pursed his lips and said, "If we cooperate with these just now...... Well, the living dead, firing at the Fushou Gang, maybe it's already succeeded. ”

"Yes, but we will also suffer heavy losses under the double blow of machine guns and snipers. But if I had died in the firefight, you would probably be happy? Qiu Dongwan said unabashedly, while staring at Xing Jishang's side face with sharp eyes.

Xing Jishang: "It's not about being happy or unhappy, we are just gears serving the great goal, we don't need to be sad and happy." ”

He replied as if it were a standard "part" produced by Project 5971.

Qiu Dongwan sneered.

It was at this time that the convoy drove out of the dock gates.

Qiu Dongwan looked at an inconspicuous car parked not far from the dock gate, and suddenly fell silent.

Xing Jishang broke the silence in the carriage and asked, "So, who should I bomb?" ”

"Bai Feng, the president of Bai Summit, and his son Bai Feng Zhang." Qiu Dongwan said calmly, "And you have to be careful, don't blow up with Bai Fengyuyin, the young master of Bai Summit." ”

"Why?" Xing Jishang asked suspiciously.

"How do I know. Japan said that as long as we did this, they would be able to kill Mr. Zhang and his backbone, so let's believe them. At least today the role of the living dead looks pretty much the same as they described, so believe them again. ”

As the words fell, sirens sounded in the distance.

The criminal policemen of the fourth section of the Metropolitan Police Department, as usual, came out to clean up the mess when the extremists had almost finished fighting, and went back to receive the reward with the heads of the dead extremists, like a flock of vultures.