Two minutes ago.

Yoshida Wei, who was named Zhao Dayang, lay on the bed and looked at the dollar in his hand. After a while, he kissed the banknotes hard, and the smile on his face became more and more wanton.

The US dollar is good. No matter where you go, you will be superior. The empire and the sky locust are not as reliable as the US dollar.

Thinking of this, Yoshida Ei's smile turned into a sneer. Miyagi Toyoji, a fool, had to risk staying in the mountain castle for half a year for the sake of the words "Daoshita" and said, "It's not so stupid."

He understood that the officials in Tokyo and Shanghai did not treat them as human beings at all. Since that is the case, why bother going all the way to the dark, and it would be great to start a new life.

As for the family members who stayed in the local area, Yoshida thought they would understand that the empire had the custom of "Auntie" since ancient times, and as long as he was still there, the Yoshida family would never be cut off.

Carefully put the US dollar in his close pocket, Yoshida Ei plunged his hands behind his head, closed his eyes and prepared to rest for a night. If everything is normal outside tomorrow, he will return to the safe house in the city to lie dormant for a while.

Yes, it was just back to Yama Castle. Yoshida Ei just thought of something. Compared with the Japanese-occupied area, the Kuomintang-controlled area with loopholes is safer. When the limelight comes, he can take a plane to go to Nanyang to go anywhere in the world.

No one would have thought that he would not leave after taking the money. He raised his feet proudly and was about to hum a small song, but there were subtle footsteps outside the door.

Yoshida Ei rolled from the bed to the floor, aiming the gun in his hand at the thin wooden door panel, ready to shoot at any time.

After waiting for a while, the footsteps gradually moved away from the second floor, but Yoshida Ei did not relax at all because the other party was walking towards the "bait". Fortunately, he made preparations, otherwise he would be blocked directly in the house.

In the afternoon, while the new waiter was not at the counter, he changed his face and reopened a room with a new ID, which was located next to the counter on the first floor.

As long as someone enters the hotel, he can hear and respond. For this reason, he specially chose a hotel with spring doors to avoid possible monitors.

The wooden floor in the corridor sounded, and a black shadow appeared in the gap below the door. Yoshida Wei's heart sank little by little. He knew that he had been exposed, and the agents from the Republic of China were outside the door.

If the other party doesn't come in, he must block the door and notify others to support him. He can't wait any longer. The more people the other party is, the smaller the chance of his escape.

Yoshida Ei picked up the water cup on the table and splashed the water in the cup towards the electric door. After a spark, all the lights in the hotel were short-circuited. The curtains hung in accordance with the air defense regulations blocked the moonlight, and both the indoor and the corridors became pitch black.

On the other side of the door.

Almost at the moment when the lights were turned off, Jiang Baochun closed his eyes, clinged to the wall, and slowly moved towards Room 102 with his memory.

The sudden darkening of brightness from light will greatly reduce people's vision, which is very dangerous in the fight between life and death. It is also very easy to solve it. Adapting to darkness is a skill taught by Hanzhong training class.

More than ten seconds ago, realizing that the target might be hidden on the first floor, Jiang Baochun decisively asked the chatterbox agent to go to the second floor to report the news, while he came to block the enemy.

After one step or two, he finally arrived at the side of the door of Room 102. The room was extremely quiet and there was no sound.

Jiang Baochun thought about it, slowly took out the kerosene lighter from his pocket, threw it towards the door, and the metal lighter collided with the door panel, making a thud.

"Bang bang bang!"

A series of gunfires exploded, and the door was covered with holes. Several pieces of broken wood chips streaked across Jiang Baochun's cheek, bringing out several blood marks.

Jiang Baochun didn't move his eyes, leaned against the wall with his eyes closed, bent his arms and held the gun against his left chest, using the high posture of the Military Control Commission's operation technique to hold the gun while waiting for the enemy to appear and support.

Yoshida In the room stood up with his left hand towards the ground, moved quickly towards the door, and continued to shoot at the left door frame while moving, suppressing fire.

The reason why he lives in Room 102 on the right side of the corridor is not only convenient for surveillance counters, but also to create difficulty in raids. Most people hold guns in their right hand, which will be very awkward when attacking the room on the same side, and you need to poke out half of your body to shoot.

Such small details are inconspicuous, but they can decide the outcome at critical moments. The same is true for the cup of water that can be obtained. As long as the power supply is short-circuited and the lighting is lost, the advantage of the number of people will be greatly weakened.

The gunshots rang out slowly, and the cunning Yoshida Ei got closer and closer to the door. After firing out the last bullet in the magazine, he took out a new gun and continued to shoot instead of changing the bullets.

On the battlefield, changing guns is always faster than changing bullets. As long as you can grasp the shooting interval and rhythm, you can form continuous fire suppression.

Seeing that the target was about to step out of the room, Jiang Baochun moved. He suddenly lowered his body and fired a shot from under the room, successfully forcing the target back.

Yoshida Ei stopped and hid at the door, feeling anxious. He had no time to waste time with the other party. Once the other party's support came, it would be difficult to run away again.

He pointed his heart and kept pulling the trigger at the wall in front of him, trying to hit the Republic of China agents with his firepower advantage and open up the retreat channel.

The gun in Yoshida Ei's hand was the most common Browning 1911 in the Republic of China, with a caliber of 11.43, and a bullet with great power and strong penetration. It has a very advantage in this kind of close contact.

Amid the gunshot, a circular hole appeared on the wall beside Jiang Baochun, and lime powder drifted in the air.

Compared with Browning, the Military Control Commission's PPK is indeed less powerful, and it can easily penetrate the wall made of red bricks. The power of the pistol is not as weak as ordinary people imagine.

Jiang Baochun calmly turned sideways to reduce the area of ​​the bullet, raised his arm and raised his gun to fight back, and kept moving under his feet to prevent the enemy from finding his position according to the gunfire.

Bullets were flying in the air, and a stray bullet shattered the electric lights in the corridor, and the light bulbs were broken into pieces, reflecting the fire of guns.

The two sides were fighting fiercely through a wall, and the ammunition was consumed quickly. Jiang Baochun groaned, and the muscles of his cheeks were pounding violently. The outside of his thigh was hit by a stray bullet. In a moment, he was already bleeding.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! Yoshida Ei is also covered in blood, but it is impossible to bandage the wound in this case, so everyone can only grit their teeth and hold it hard.

The waitress at the counter was so scared that she hugged her head and screamed. Both sides were upset when they heard it, and they all increased the frequency of shooting. The ground was full of rolling brass shells.

Jiang Baochun cleared the magazine, pressed the magazine with his thumb and threw it aside, the old magazine flew out with his left hand, pulled out the spare magazine with his left hand, and put his index finger on the side of the magazine, accurately found the magazine in the dark and replaced it with a new magazine.

There is a small trick here. Even if you close your eyes, one hand can quickly find the other hand. Therefore, using your index finger to indicate it, you can change the bullet without bowing your head or low visibility.

(You can try it, circle it with your right hand, then close your eyes, and use your left index finger to find this circle)

After years of practical exploration, the Military Control Commission has summarized a series of shooting skills that can help operators gain combat advantages in various environments.

Jiang Baochun pulled the sleeve and loaded it again, and his body could not feel any pain. The soaring adrenaline blocked his pain. His whole body was extremely excited, and his eyes gradually turned red.

There was only dull gunfire sound in the narrow corridor. Yoshida Wei didn't expect that the agents of the Republic of China were so difficult to deal with. In despair, he tried to forcibly rush out under the fire of the gun, but he was shot in the arm and retreated immediately.

He knew he could not run away, and painful memories of anti-torture training flashed through his mind. No matter when the intelligence personnel fell into the hands of the enemy, they would not end well.

Moreover, his ammunition will be exhausted. As a lurker, especially a poor lurker, it is already the limit to be able to carry two guns with him.

Yoshida Wei gritted his teeth and decided to leave the last bullet for himself. This was not loyal to the locust, but purely fear of being tortured.

The Cabinet Intelligence Bureau has done a lot of things in the Kuomintang-controlled area, and the National Government cannot spare them. No matter whether they confess or not, he cannot survive. He was beaten to death or to die directly. He would rather choose the latter.

Click...Browning made a sound of empty room hanging up, Yoshida Yui took a deep breath, took out a bullet and filled it into the bullet compartment, loaded it and prepared to put the barrel into his mouth to commit suicide. Only in this way can he ensure complete death.

But before he could move, the windows in the room shattered, and then a cylindrical object rolled in front of him with smoke.

"Nani?"

"Boom~"

A loud noise answered Yoshida Wei's question, and a white light of hundreds of thousands of lumens suddenly lit up. Yoshida Wei screamed and threw away his pistol to cover his eyes.

Several flashlights cut through the darkness. The spies held the windowsill and quickly rolled into the room from the rear window, pressed the target firmly, shouting: Control!

In the smoke of gunpowder, Jiang Baochun sat down against the wall and left the stimulation of adrenaline. He felt sore all over his body, and even breathing was a pain, not much easier than Yoshida Ei in the house.

"Is it okay?"

A voice sounded above his head. Jiang Baochun heard who it was and quickly wanted to get up. Gui Youguang patted his shoulder with a gentle tone.

"Okay, sit down. Your performance is good this time. I will ask you for me. How about it? Are you interested in coming to the special operation team to do things? If you want to, I will tell you Director Wu."

After receiving a message from the chattering spy, Gui Youguang did not go downstairs immediately because the corridor was narrow and the spy could not use the number of people. Going to support would only increase casualties. So he simply led people to climb downstairs and looked for opportunities outside the window.

He used his voice and experience to infer the situation in the room, such as the interval between changing the camera, without hard training, and flexible mind, he would not be able to do so quickly.

For this brave and resourceful newcomer, Gui Youguang really wants to bring the other party into the special operation team, and talents are scarce everywhere.

Jiang Baochun was a little embarrassed. He neither wanted to be a "traitor" nor did he dare to offend the celebrity under the post. He was immediately in a dilemma, and he agreed not, nor refused.

"You Guang, you are going to dig me." Wu Chunyang appeared in time to rescue Jiang Baochun, and said that, he helped him up in person.

Not to mention how the big bald man was tugging with Wu Chunyang, in the interrogation room of the Military Command Headquarters, Toshiji Miyagi, who was covered in bruises, was poured with a bucket of ice water on his head, and sat on the cold interrogation chair and shivered.

It was several hours since his arrest. After trying the Military Control Commission's "welcome banquet", the elite Cabinet Intelligence Bureau's mouth was tight and did not disclose any useful information.
Chapter completed!