In the evening, the meeting ended in an atmosphere of excitement and chaos. There was no policy to improve people's livelihood and help farmers and workers. It was all military and political deployment to launch a decisive battle in the southwest.

Zuo Chong pinched the phone in his pocket and smiled slightly in his heart. It must be very clear that the audio was so close to the bald head. Go back and sort it out and handed it over to Lao K. Thanks to the fellow villager for his assist.

At this moment, the bald man, who was talking to several big guys, moved his feet. He quickly walked over and put on his cloak for the other party and whispered: "Chairman, according to the itinerary, you should go back to the rest house and rest."

“Good place.”

The bald man, who was already a little depressed, nodded and waved to everyone to walk out the door. Finally, he met someone at the door who was unhappy, and the other party was being interviewed.

Mr. Wang has always had a good relationship with the public opinion community. This may be related to his lack of words and dares to say anything to the outside world. For example, he told reporters about internal secrets.

"The government has confidence in solving the problem of the underground party within..., which is related to..."

"Hmph, sensationalism." The bald man snorted coldly and strode away from the auditorium.

Zuo Chong glanced at the cheerful reporters and frowned. Why was there a little more reporters than just now? Is it the later one? This made him a little uneasy and immediately approached the bald head.

Not only him, but other guards also surrounded him and escorted the bald head to the parking lot. The reporters originally wanted to interview the bald head, but when they saw this scene, they had to give up and gradually disperse.

As the bald man walked, he suddenly asked coldly: "Be careful, the secret service headquarters can't explain clearly his relationship with the Japanese. Your secret service will not be the same as them, so you should place bets on both sides."

"The report leader, the secret service has only one purpose, which is to defend the leader."

Zuo Chong made his position without hesitation and continued: "Before the meeting, we sent someone to monitor him and his confidants, and his secretary met with Japanese Consul Sumaya Yoshiro.

According to the analysis of the monitoring and monitoring results, the two sides should be in the stage of testing. Due to the East Asian club, there must be something dirty between them and it will not be easy to trust each other."

Although the bald man did not name who he was, Zuo Chong knew that it must be someone Wang. No matter from any aspect, he had no reason to cover up this traitor.

"Hmph, mom Xipi."

The bald man looked ugly, but he was still satisfied with the work of the secret service. He nodded: "You should pay more attention to this person's ideological trends. If you have any discoveries, you can report them directly to me."

Zuo Chong is difficult to act: "Chairman, I don't know whether to talk about something about the humble position or not."

The bald man waved his hand: "Just say, if there is anything, I will make the decision for you."

"yes!"

Zuo Chong seemed to have been brave enough: "After the pseudo-Manchukuo agent case, we had an unexpected discovery that Director Xu Enzeng's nephew was talking about marriage with the pseudo-Manchukuo spy, so we detained the person.

A few days ago, Director Xu came to the Secret Service to plead for his nephew. Considering that they were all colleagues of the Party and the State, the Director agreed to release the case after the case was investigated, but Director Xu was required to provide the person's file registration.

For some reason, the agent headquarters transferred many personnel files, including Xu Enzeng's nephew. Director Xu did not respond after hearing this, and then quickly left."

When making small reports, you should pay attention to strategy. The most taboo thing is to make decisions and make judgments for your superiors. He only needs to tell the facts. As for what the bald man thinks, it is not something he can do.

The bald man did not immediately make a statement after hearing this. He knew the conflict between the secret service headquarters and the secret service. This was a situation he intended to form. Otherwise, just Director Chen, Xu Enzeng would have been investigated and dealt with.

When he was about to walk to the car, he said ambiguously: "We need to continue to observe this matter. I know Xu Enzeng. If you want to say that you are incompetent, you have it, but you should not dare..."

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

"Bang bang..."

Before the bald man finished speaking, many gunshots suddenly sounded around him. Before the gunshots fell, he was thrown to the ground by Zuo Chong, who was beside him. Only then did the other guards react and hurriedly pulled out their guns to guard.

Zuo Chong pressed his bald head under him and shouted to the guards: "Distract! Establish a defense, escort the chairman to the guard room, send someone to the door to find the staff of the secret service office, and let them come over to coordinate the defense."

In fact, he could hear that the gunshot seemed to be far away from them, but if this were not the case, he would have shown his loyalty and loyalty. If it weren't for the inappropriate occasion, he would have wanted to carry the bald head and leave here directly.

The guard knew that he was the personal guard appointed by the chairman, so he immediately took measures to deal with it, occupying key positions in the square with weapons in his hands, and covering Zuo Chong and bald heads and rushed into the guard room.

"Bang bang bang..."

While they were acting, gunfire sounded again and became more and more intense. It seemed that the gunfire just now was not an accident, but someone really launched an attack and was fighting with the guards.

As soon as he entered the guard room, Zuo Chong ordered several panicked officers: "Contact the City Defense Command and the Guards, load the machine guns with live ammunition. Please note that reinforcements will come to the gate."

"yes."

Each of these officers has higher ranks than Zuo Chong, but no one mentioned this now. The Chairman's personal guard can't be measured by military ranks. It's too late to flatter Zuo Chong.

With several orders from Zuo Chong, the scene was quickly controlled. The bald man sat in the corner of the guard room with a very bad look. The Japanese really took action under the instigation of the British.

It’s just how the other party took action. Today’s security work is very perfect, at least in the eyes of his “old corps”, how did the Japanese get in and where did the gun come from.

The bald man glanced at the little fellow villager who blocked the door with his body. The suspicion that had just risen immediately dissipated. If it was Zuo Chong or the secret service to kill him, there would be no need to wait until now. There were opportunities before.

Whose problem would that be?

Not only was he thinking, Zuo Chong, who was standing at the door, was also thinking about what was going on, why the other party could bring the gun in, and it was impossible for Lao Song's search to have problems. Could it be that it was a collusion between inside and outside?

"boom."

The faces of the people present changed. Why did they even use grenades? But after a while, all the sounds disappeared. I don’t know if it was the assassin who killed the guards or the assassin who was wiped out.

At this moment, Zuo Chong saw Song Minghao and his men rushed over from the gate and shouted: "I am Song Minghao, the head of the Military Intelligence Section of the Secret Service. I am ordered to support me. Don't shoot me if I am yours."

"Let them come."

Zuo Chong ordered the machine gunner and waved: "Old Song is here quickly, is everything normal outside? Have you notified Wu Chunyang and Gui Youguang? We must ensure the safety of the Chairman."

Song Minghao ran over with his gun in sweat and replied loudly: "Report, the guards of the 88th Division at the door have set up sandbags and horse-rejecting horses, and Chunyang and Gui Youguang are blocking the surrounding area as planned."

Zuo Chong thought for a while: "Send someone to the gunshot place to conduct reconnaissance. If the opponent has not died, organize resistance. As long as you persist for ten minutes, the guards will arrive, so that everyone will definitely withstand it."

"I'll go in person."

Song Minghao looked serious: "They want to come over unless we are all dead. If something happens to me, please ask the section chief to take care of the orphan and widowed mother in my family for me because of the past friendship."

After saying that, he saluted, raised his pistol and shouted at his subordinates: "Defend the leader, make achievements in the present day, everyone will follow me." Then he ran away with forty or fifty people.

There were only a dozen people on the left side of the black line, and the Japanese intelligence team had to die. He led forty or fifty people over to be in danger of life. md, this bastard dared to steal his own lines.

But when he turned around, tears were already filled with eyes. He assured the bald man: "Please rest assured, even if all the people in our secret service are dead, the Japanese spy will never hurt you at all."

The bald man sighed deeply. This was his trusted force that he could rely on. He did not bargain when encountering danger and rushed up directly, which reminded him of the national army before 1927.

The same does not care about personal gains and losses, and does not care about personal life and death. With a command, countless powerful warlords were swept into the dust of history. Dai Chunfeng did a good job, so this force must be used more.

He stood up and leaned on the civilized stick: "Very good, be careful, you must remember these warriors. If they encounter an accident, their family will be supported by the party and the country, and I will definitely seek a justification for them."

"Thank you, Chairman."

Zuo Chong was excited, but his heart was calm. He felt that news might have come in a while. He didn't know who was so unlucky. He helped the bald man block the gun. It would be Lao Dai.

As he thought, someone did block the gun, but it was not Lao Dai. He was just a major general who was not in the eyes of the assassin. The shot was Mr. Wang, President of the Executive Yuan of the National Government.

When the bald man left the auditorium with a dark face, Mr. Wang decided to stop when he saw the opportunity, and reluctantly said goodbye to the reporter. The crowd seemed a little confused and the gun rang when the guards noticed that something was wrong.

The assassin in the crowd shot three times, one shot at Wang's left arm, one shot at the left cheek, and one shot at the back and spine. With the screams, Wang fell to the ground, and the scene was in chaos.

The scene was chaotic for a moment. The usually majestic senior officials of the Fruit Party were confused for a while and ran away in scattered. A Central Committee member who was suffering from foot disease was so scared that he ran away and shouted for help.

A minister named Kong didn't care that his new jacket was torn, so he hurriedly crawled into the bushes, and then rolled into the auditorium. Many people ran back to the auditorium when they saw this.

What's even more terrible is that Mr. Wang shouted before falling down: "So and I'm sorry."

This is a problem. The guards present didn't know whether this was true or false, so they were one step too late to fight back against the assassin, but they had no choice but to hesitate during the life-and-death battle, and they paid the price for it.

"Kill them!"

A short man in a suit and a camera around his neck shouted loudly, and by the way, he cleared Browning in his hand. He fired three shots at Mr. Wang, and his accomplices were also among the crowd.

With his voice, five or six assassins mixed among the reporters took out their weapons, relying on the trees at the entrance of the auditorium as cover, and pulled the trigger at the dazed guards without hesitation.

These people are both men and women, with standard tactical movements, very accurate marksmanship, and very fierce movements. After one round of shooting, more than a dozen guards were killed, and corpses were suddenly everywhere in front of the auditorium.
Chapter completed!