Night falls.

There was a dead silence.

Around the battlefield, there didn't seem to be the slightest sound.

There are no insect chirps.

There are no bird calls.

In fact, it is an illusion. It's caused by being too nervous.

When all your attention is focused on the enemy, it is natural to ignore everything else.

At this moment, there is only less than a hundred meters between Zhang Yong and Rikou.

True, less than a hundred meters.

Very close.

However, he still didn't see the Japanese invaders.

Yu Lexing was behind Zhang Yong, and he didn't see the Japanese criminal. The Japanese Criminal's hidden skills are really top-notch.

The darkness also severely affected the sight of both sides.

Suddenly......

Another red dot cuts into the edge of the map.

Zhang Yong's mind moved. Another one?

Could it be that the Japanese are trying to outflank?

Left and right flanking?

But it doesn't look like it.

The red dot that came behind was almost in a straight line.

In other words, almost all the roads are taken. I haven't left the road all the time. Obviously, this is a newbie.

Only novices, when approaching the enemy, will follow the road.

If it is on a fierce battlefield, he will simply be sent to death if he walks like this. Either killed by a mine. Or be killed by a sniper who has been in ambush for a long time.

No one will take the road.

All roads are traps. It will only lead to death.

Strange, a veteran, another rookie?

How was the Japanese arranged?

The rookie advanced to a point of about 200 meters, standing still.

Minutes passed, and he didn't move. Probably found a good lurking spot. So I didn't want to move the nest.

"Silk ......"

"Silk ......"

There was a very slight grinding sound in the darkness.

It's someone crawling slowly.

At the same time, the map shows that the red dot is approaching.

Here's your chance.

Zhang Yong quietly took out an American-made MK2 grenade, quietly pulled out the latch, and then held the handle tightly.

This grenade has a peculiarity. Even if you hold the handle tightly, it won't explode. But as soon as you let go, it explodes. From the time the handle is released to the time it explodes, the interval is about five seconds.

He's going to plot against that Japanese criminal.

He was waiting for the other party to take the initiative to enter the throwing range.

80 m ......

50 m ......

The Japanese gradually crawled over.

Very light. Very light. Barely audible.

If it weren't for the map, it would probably be thought that there were snakes or rats crawling.

Will there be snakes in this weather now? Not necessarily.

Zhang Yong began to slow down his breathing.

Don't dare to move.

Motionless.

I'm afraid to make any noise.

Even if you breathe, you have to be careful. Otherwise, it will be heard.

40 m ......

30 m ......

Finally, the red dot approached.

Zhang Yong quietly let go. Then wait.

One of the advantages of this grenade is that there is no sound after letting go.

Unlike wooden-handled grenades, which sneer and emit white smoke. Then the enemy will find out immediately.

Two seconds......

Three-second ......

Zhang Yong decisively threw the grenade out.

At this time, the distance between the Japanese invaders was about 25 meters. A bit far. Probably can't throw it away.

If it is a grenade with a wooden handle, it is easy to throw thirty meters. However, grenades do not work. In particular, throwing grenades in a lying position is generally more than ten meters.

"Whew!"

The grenade rolls in the air.

The Japanese immediately realized the danger. Quickly run backwards.

Zhang Yong knew that the other party was wrong.

The selection is incorrect.

The other party shouldn't run.

It's true.

As soon as you run, you will be exposed.

Then, the shrapnel of the grenade explosion, it is possible to stab him.

The most important thing is that the fire of the grenade explosion will expose the other party. And around, there are a lot of Ying Qiqi.

As long as someone hits......

"Boom!"

Sure enough, the grenade exploded.

Flames erupted.

In the firelight, Zhang Yong really saw the enemy.

That's right, it's really a Japanese coward.

He was exposed.

The firelight revealed his figure.

He's finished......

"Smack!"

"Smack!"

Sure enough, Ying Qiqi fired.

The gunners in ambush around are waiting for this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

The target is illuminated by the light of the fire.

This is absolute death.

Zhang Yong saw the target quickly fall down in the firelight.

Unfortunately, it was too late.

There were already bullets that had hit him accurately. There are faint traces of bullet hits.

Good low-level error......

Is it really from the Miyamoto family?

After a few moments, the red dot disappeared.

He's dead.

The second red dot seems to be frightened. Quickly flee the way you came. Run from where you come from. In the dark, no one else can see him.

Soon, the new red dot disappeared from the edge of the map.

"Stop shooting!"

"Stop shooting!"

Zhang Yong exclaimed with relief.

The gunfire then stopped. Yu Lexing rushed out and tried to capture the Japanese prisoner alive.

He didn't know that the Japanese were dead.

If you can catch them alive, you may be able to get some useful information.

It's a pity that when he came to the Japanese with a rifle, he found that the other party had already choked. There is no help.

A cursory check. At least five shots were shot.

At least three shots hit the vital point. Even Da Luo Jinxian can't save it.

Alas......

Didn't catch a live mouth.

"It shouldn't be from the Miyamoto family." Zhang Yong shook his head.

"Yes! Very low-level error! Yu Lexing also gradually reacted. The combat experience of this Japanese soldier seems to be insufficient.

His skills are perfectly fine.

The latent skills are very good. The crawling skills are also very good.

It is estimated that the marksmanship is also very good.

However, when attacked, he was not calm enough. The most rational and rational reaction was not made.

He should be lying on his stomach.

Even if it's a grenade. It must also be lying on its stomach.

Lying on your stomach, the possibility of being hit by shrapnel is relatively small. At the same time, it will not be so thoroughly exposed.

However, he chose the instinctive reaction of man. It's about running.

On the battlefield, of course, that's fine.

There are so many people on the battlefield that the enemy may not notice you.

Here, however, there are at least ten guns around you staring at you. Do you run? Do you stand up?

Isn't that self-defeating?

Therefore, Zhang Yong seriously suspected that the other party was not from the Miyamoto family.

"Four-four rifle."

"There are no short guns."

Yu Lexing picked up the Japanese prisoner's weapon.

It is basically certain that it is not from the Miyamoto family. It should be another master.

Chen Gongshu was shot with a short shot. It shows that the murderer was carrying a short gun. However, the Japanese prisoner in front of him did not have a short gun. There is only one rifle.

There are also not many bullets. Only ten rounds. Five shots in the chamber. Five hairs on the body.

Missing a belt? Of course not.

It just shows that this guy is a master. Don't use too many bullets.

For him, it was enough to kill ten targets. After ten rounds of ammunition, he will quickly retreat and will definitely not linger.

This is also a form of coercive constraint. Without bullets, you can't retreat if you want to.

There are no bullets. There is no choice.

"Take it away!"

Zhang Yong waved his hand.

The people who didn't catch the Miyamoto family are still very unhappy.

Depressed......

Suddenly, I realized that the carry-on space was so strange.

More than 100 rounds of British 77 bullets have been sent out before. But now it seems to be there again.

I don't think it's surprising. system. It can be done as it wants.

Roughly counted, it was also more than a hundred.

Nothing big deal.

Never mind. Let's leave it there for now. It's a temporary emergency.

More than a hundred rounds of ammunition, in the hands of powerful people, can also kill and wound dozens of enemies.

It's better than letting those British Qiqi become real burning sticks.

Wrap up.

Prepare to return to 49 Shihu Street.

Take away the weapons and corpses of the Japanese killers. Go back and study it slowly.

Maybe you can also knock out the Japanese to collect a little money for the corpse......

to the street entrance. Get in.

The convoy headed southwest in the dark.

At this moment, it is already the second half of the night. There are no street lights. There are only lights.

Suddenly, another red dot came from the side street, north-south, and quickly entered the edge of the map. It's fast, it seems to be driving.

Oh?

Japanese? Speeding in the middle of the night?

Zhang Yong was in an irritable mood, and he just grabbed a Japanese prisoner to relieve his boredom.

"Accelerate!"

"Good!"

"Stop at the front of the street!"

"Good!"

Driver big foot throttle.

Soon, the car stopped at the intersection. Sideways.

Zhang Yong got out of the car. Pull out the gun.

The map shows that only one red dot moves. No one else.

In the middle of the night, a Japanese man is running in such a hurry, is there something important? Hehe. If you let him go, you might lose a lot of money!

"Captain......

"All ready!"

"Yes!"

The crowd quietly laid an ambush around.

The red dot soon approached the street corner. See the cars swinging sideways. Had to park.

He didn't dare to bump into it. Otherwise, the car will be wrecked and people will die.

What's more, he has something very important on his car. It's troublesome to destroy.

As a result, as soon as the car stopped, Zhong Yang and the others rushed up and grabbed each other.

The Japanese soldier tried to be well-being, but was knocked unconscious by a punch.

Zhang Yong didn't care about the Japanese and came up to search the car. Hopefully, a little placebo will be found.

What is a placebo?

It's a silver ticket, a gold bar, an ocean, or something like that......

It didn't.

The car was empty, there was nothing.

Eventually, a map was found in the pocket of the Japanese soldier's clothes. It's thick. It's huge.

Zhang Yong opened the map suspiciously. It was found that there was no specific map name on it. But looking at the marks on the map, it seems to be related to the deployment of the army and the fortifications?

Frown.

Could it be that this is the defense deployment map of Tianjin Wei?

Stolen by Japanese invaders?

The Japanese invaders ran so fast, just to send the map back to the Japanese concession?

It's possible......

When the Japanese invaders are about to wake up.

After the Japanese invaders woke up, they looked at Zhang Yong and the others with a frightened expression.

He didn't know who the other party was.

It is not possible to determine the specific identity.

"My name is Chen Hu." Zhang Yong said with a pleasant face, "Offended." Brother, where are you going to go in such a hurry? ”

"I'll go home. Someone in my family is sick. The Japanese quickly calmed down.

"Oh, someone's sick? Who gets sick? ”

"My mom. My mom is sick......"

"What's your mother's name? How old is it? ”

"My mother's name is Yu Xiulian. Today I am sixty-three years old. Infirm and sickly......"

"Oh. So why don't you have any money with you? ”

"I, I, it's too late. I'll go back and get it again. Go back and get it again. ”

"Oh, and what's going on with this map?"

"Oh, I drew it myself. Nothing to use. Give it back to me. ”

"This seems to be the city defense deployment map of Tianjin Wei! It's useless, you say? When am I a three-year-old? Think about it. Think about it before you answer. ”

"Who are you?"

Nikko's face immediately darkened. I'm not so scared.

He was really not afraid. There were so many Japanese troops in Tianjin. As long as they are Chinese, they dare not give them face.

"I said it. My name is Chen Hu. Just came from the Northeast. ”

"What do you want to do?"

"Brother first came to the treasure land, he was shy in his pocket, and he wanted to find someone to match, but you didn't have a dime on you. There's only one map. It really bothered me. ”

"You let me go. I'll give you the money. ”

"You take the money. I'll let you go. ”

"How do I get my money now? Of course, go back and get the money. ”

"You call someone to send money first......"

"Yaga!"

The Japanese scolded.

Zhang Yong waved his hand. Qin Haitao and others came up.

Without saying a word, he directly knocked out all the teeth in the Japanese prisoner's mouth with a hammer. Not a single one left.

Tell you to speak well. It's so fierce.

Lao Tzu is in a grumpy mood. I don't kill you. Pull out your teeth first!

"Woo woo woo ......"

"Woo woo woo ......"

The Japanese are struggling desperately. Want to roar. It's a pity that it didn't work.

He was pressed to death. I was stunned and smashed all the teeth with a hammer. Nor will it be pulled. Just smashed in the mouth.

"Have you thought about it? Speak well! ”

"Woo woo woo ......"

"Woo woo woo ......"

The Japanese made a muffled voice.

The mouth was gagged with rags. The rags were soon filled with blood. Then seep out.

Several people pressed the fingers of the Japanese and raised their hammers......

Zhang Yong waved his hand. Indicates civilization points. Let him speak first.

Unplug the towel......

"Have you thought about it?"

"Woo woo woo ......"

The Japanese let out a painful wail.

Zhang Yong picked up the hammer and closed his eyes to be a hammer.

Seems to have hit?

Or doesn't seem to have one?

"Ah......h

The Japanese spy let out a short scream. Then he fainted.

Zhang Yong looked down. Oh, hit. All five fingers were smashed.

Alas, so cruel......

Next time, let's switch to someone else!

Waving his hand, he gave the order to take the person away. I'm dizzy anyway.

Moreover, the continued torture here is a bit of a disturbance to the neighbors. Let's go back to No. 49 Shihu Street!

Inside that high wall, no one knew about the Japanese invaders.

Take people away. Take the car with you.

Smoothly returned to No. 49 Shihu Street.

Cao Mengqi, who was in charge of staying behind, immediately came up to report that there was a phone call just now.

The other party did not say who he was. Cao Mengqi did not say who he was. The two sides are on the phone. In the end, the other party left a phone call and asked them to think about it and call back.

"Ready?"

"That's what the other side said."

"Give it to me!"

Zhang Yong took the phone number.

Think about it and call back. I don't know where the demon is.

Those who know the phone number of No. 49 Shihu Street are definitely not ordinary people. Maybe it's another big traitor.

So I called back on the phone.

"Toot ......"

"Toot ......"

Busy for a long time. The other party only listened to the phone.

It's a stranger. I can't tell what age I am. Naturally, it is impossible to judge the identity.

"Hey ......"

"Did you just call?"

"Where are you?"

"No. 49 Shihu Street?"

"Which city, I ask!"

"Tsumon."

"Oh, you're Zhang Benzheng's warehouse, right? That's right, it was me who called. ”

"What's the matter?"

"Where's your goods? When will it be sent? ”

"What?"

"Sugar. Four hundred tons. Don't you know anything? How do you do things? Are you trying to pay your bills? ”

"Did you give the money?"

"When we receive the goods, we will naturally give money."

"You give the money first!"

"Bastard! Did Zhang Benzheng ask you to say that? Let him listen to the phone! ”

"Our boss is inconvenient right now. Tell me anything you want. The rules that our boss has just set are to ship the goods when they see the money. You hit the money first. I receive the money, and naturally it will be shipped! ”

"Boy, do you think I'm a three-year-old? How can we possibly believe you? ”

"Then how can I trust you?"

Zhang Yong replied unceremoniously.

Get up on the wrong side of the bed. It doesn't matter who you are.

If you want the goods, give the money first!

If you don't give money, you won't ship!

If you give money, you may not ship it!

(End of chapter)