Before the tall man could react, gunfire sounded downstairs, cutting through the silent night sky. The entire Zhabei District suddenly jumped up, but no resident lighted up, allowing the gunfire, the barking of dogs and the sound of the times. Screams were chaotic.

The tall man's face turned pale and he pulled Dickland up, "Follow me." Dickland did not resist anymore, picked up the suitcase, pulled up his wife, who was already weak, and the coachman was on guard in the stairs in the aisle. Then, the three of them ran down the stairs in the back building.

A thunder suddenly sounded from the ground, and then a ferocious lightning flashed through the sky like black ink, and raindrops as big as beans splashed down.

The tall man and the coachman supported the Dickland couple and ran out of the back door. The gunshots in front were much louder, and the rhythmic roar of the submachine guns.

Four people ran along the dark street in a panic. The tall man looked back at Dickland's residence from time to time, his teeth clenched his lips, and there were three of his most loyal subordinates who were covering them.

As soon as he ran to a street intersection, two human rickshaws rushed out of the thorns immediately blocked everyone's way. The tall man reacted quickly and kicked the axle of one of them, which immediately kicked the whole car backward for several times. Mi, the coachman jumped over the vehicle blocking the road, and five or six black shadows rushed out of the corner. The coachman confronted them with guns in both hands.

A woman's voice came from the darkness, "General Li Rentao, let your men put down their guns, we have no malice."

The Dickland couple looked at Li Rentao in panic. Li Rentao had a gloomy face, "Which part of you are from, Japanese."

A woman walked out of the darkness, wrapped in a black windbreaker, and her blue eyes shone brightly under the night sky, "Don't get me wrong, Dickland is suspected of betraying state secrets, we want to bring him back to the United States, you hand over the person Give us, we can guarantee his safety and will also guarantee to send you out of Shanghai."

"American." Li Rentao spit out a few words disdainfully.

"I don't want to go back. I didn't betray the secrets of the United States. This is all political frame-up." Dickland couldn't help but shout.

The woman frowned and was about to speak, but Li Rentao took a step forward and wrapped his arms around Dickland's neck, "Get out of the way, or I'll kill him."

The chaotic and noisy footsteps surrounded Dickland's residence here. The woman's face changed, and the muzzle turned toward Li Rentao and fired. Two dull crys came from the darkness, followed by a large number of black shadows. It rushed towards their place like a ghost, and bullets flew.

The woman directed several subordinates to shoot and call Li Rentao and others to retreat. The group of people fought and retreated, retreating towards the west of Zhabei.

Yuan Jianfeng, who was directing his subordinates to advance forward, passed through the rain curtain, followed by the dim light on the roadside, and stared at Dickland in the team at a glance, and then shouted loudly: "Ivan, leave the target person."

Two gunshots came from the roof instantly. Dickland screamed, bleeding from his legs and knees, and fell to the ground. The driver on the side tried to carry him, but the next shot hit the point. The coachman on his forehead was knocked to the ground without even snorting, and two American agents who were trying to return to the rescue were also knocked down.

Li Rentao's eyes were so bitter that he was about to break his head, "Xiao He, Dick." He was about to turn around, but a rain of bullets blocked them. Dickland's wife cried and wanted to run back, but was hugged by an American woman.

Dickland insisted on straightening his body from the rain, "Lee, you have to promise me, don't hand over my wife to the Americans, go quickly."

Then, Dickland dragged his legs, turned around, raised the revolver in his hand and shot behind him.

The six bullets were quickly finished. Li Rentao and the Americans watched Dickland's figure drown in the crowd that rushed up, and had to retreat and leave.

Yuan Jianfeng and his men were chasing closely behind, and the American woman ran forward with her men, Li Rentao and Dickland's wife.

There were two cars parked not far away, and there were two Americans standing beside the car. Seeing them retreating quickly, they hurriedly took out their pistols to cover them.

The American woman called her men to carry Li Rentao into the car, but as soon as the car door opened, a sudden roar came from the street.

A pair of motorcycles suddenly rushed out of the rainy night, and an emergency brake came beside the American car, then set up a submachine gun and shot the people chasing behind. Blood flowers bloomed in the rain, and in an instant More than a dozen people were hit and fell to the ground.

Ivan, who had been observing the target on the roof, saw these motorcycle riders through the scope on the spear. He was about to shoot, but the sense of crisis that followed him suddenly broke out. In a hurry, Ivan subconsciously Dodging to the side, a bullet shot from the night, punching his shoulders against each other. Ivan snorted in pain and rolled down from the roof.

The motorcycle riders repelled the No. 76 man and pointed the submachine guns at the Americans in an orderly manner. The American women did not panic and looked at them thoughtfully, "You are from Chongqing."

The motorcycle leader did not speak, nodded politely at the American woman, and then looked at Li Rentao, "General Li, your unauthorized actions made the government very angry. Please go back and explain to me."

Li Rentao looked at the motorcycle in confusion. Although he was still a little suspicious, the Americans have been suppressed by all, and it seems that he has no other choice at the moment.

Li Rentao obediently got on the motorcycle, and the motorcycle rider pointed at Dickland's wife again, "And she."

The American woman was furious, "You are Lin's subordinates, are you? You can't treat me like this? This woman is an American citizen and should be taken back by us."

The devil rider smiled, "I'm sorry, Ms. Scarlett, if you have any dissatisfaction, you can directly complain to my boss, but now, I can only obey the order."

A driver reached out to pull Dickland's wife over and carried her onto the motorcycle. The roar and sharp tires rubbed against the ground sounded again. The motorcycle drivers increased the accelerator and instantly got in. In the darkness.

Scarlett stared at their backs and slapped the roof of the car like he was venting, but he had to get into the car in disappointment.

...

An hour later, Monk Lin Xiaotang and Zhensheng met Li Rentao and Dickland's wife who were rescued in Ke Hua's basement.

This was the first time Li Rentao saw Lin Xiaotang. The young man in front of him surprised him. He didn't expect that the intelligence leader in the occupied area behind enemy lines that Wang Sheng recommended before was so young.

Similarly, Lin Xiaotang was also quietly looking at Li Rentao. Li Rentao is now in the rank of major general and is on the Military Commission. His appearance is only about 30 years old. He is tall and heroic. He actually established a Chinese history at a young age. The first chemical corps is really impressive.

Neither of them spoke for a long time, but suddenly, they burst into laughter, and then the four big hands were held tightly together.

"General Li is so brave that he is so brave."

"Where is, Deputy Director Lin has always insisted on working behind enemy lines, and he is our role model."

Both of them are the leaders of their respective industries, and they are not old enough to be competitive as soon as they meet. Although they keep praising each other, their eyes aroused as soon as they meet. Countless sparks.

Li Rentao waved his hand, "I am the chief sergeant of the chemical army, but I have heard of Deputy Director Lin's record. In the battle of Deshan, Deputy Director Lin destroyed more than 2,000 Japanese troops with one thousand troops. Especially the Qilin Smoke in the decisive battle, it was a masterpiece. I was engaged in chemical warfare, which surprised me especially. How could a mere pile of dead branches and plants have such an effect?”

Lin Xiaotang dared not be greedy for this. The Qilinyan was created by Lao Zhao, a veterinarian from the 188th Regiment. At that time, Lin Xiaotang had already reported these in detail to the Chief Command, but the superiors did not pay attention to this. Li Rentao was actually very interested in Qilinyan because of his professional reasons, which made Lin Xiaotang feel a little more favorable to him. It can be seen that this person is a talent for doing practical things.

Lin Xiaotang introduced in detail to Li Rentao the process of using Qilin to smoke the Japanese army that day, and told Li Rentao both the number and name of Lao Zhao. Li Rentao recorded it carefully, saying that it was a pity, "Deputy Director Lin doesn't know anything, at present Our chemical troops are just nameless and use old equipment from World War I. No one will repair them if they are damaged. There are very few anti-virus equipment, so when the battle breaks out, my troops will go to the front line like ordinary troops. ”

"After returning from further study in the United States, I made a vow to establish a chemical army that belongs to the Chinese. Unfortunately, after wasting so many years, I just put up an empty standpoint. The upper class does not pay attention to it and lacks funds. The shortage of talents has made it difficult for me to move forward."

Li Rentao sighed and raised the topic to Dickland, "Otherwise, I wouldn't have even clamored for hello this time, and hurried to Shanghai with people."

Monk Lin Xiaotang Zhensheng just listened calmly from the side and never interrupted.

Li Rentao said with emotion: "When I was studying in Virginia Military Academy, I began to pay attention to the knowledge of chemical weapons in the United States. Later, I learned that Professor Job was an expert in this field, so I found an opportunity to join his laboratory, but the United States People are always prepared for Chinese people. Although they have achieved outstanding results, they have never been able to get into the core things."

"In his later years, Professor Job was no longer willing to engage in such research because he saw the great power and lethality of chemical weapons. He was unable to leave because of the strict supervision of the US government. Later, he died of a heart attack. , The US intelligence agencies were ordered to organize his experience notes and information, but found that some of the most important ones were missing."

"I realized immediately that Professor Job must have hidden this part of the information. This is his lifelong effort. Even if he rejects it, he will not rashly destroy it. What's more, it is said that there are some of them. Some information on the destruction of chemical weapons."
Chapter completed!