Chapter 1158 Uncle Chu, there is an assassination attempt!
Ma Guozhong had a cigarette in his mouth.
The cigarette was wet with his saliva and extinguished.
He was anxious in his heart, waiting for Xiaokun's signal.
Xiao Kun thought of a stupid way to identify the car of "Fourth Brother Fat":
Staring at the cars driving out of Laohuqiao, he found the car he didn't recognize and hadn't seen before, that was the 'Fourth Brother Fat'.
The reason why this method is stupid is because if there are more than two unseen cars in the convoy, this method will be useless.
However, after thinking about it, Ma Guozhong felt that this stupid method was useful.
He believes that it is unlikely that there will be more than two "Fourth Brother Fat" or other rare vehicles in Wang Chuanhai's fleet.
He didn't know why the intelligence showed that there was such a "Fourth Brother Fat" car in the Wangchuanhai convoy, because this kind of "outstanding" car should not appear in a convoy for safety reasons.
However, it is obvious that such a situation that should not occur in security guard work did occur.
Ma Guozhong didn't have time to think about this reason, nor was he too lazy to think about it. All he had to do was seize this opportunity.
He was betting that this stupid idea would work.
"Brother Six." A brother ran over panting, "There are four cars coming from the direction of Fish Market Street. Look up and see the second car."
"Can you see the Universiade clearly?" Ma Guozhong was refreshed and asked immediately.
"I see clearly." Jiang Dayun nodded, "Brother Six, I will remember everything you taught me."
"That's great." Ma Guozhong was overjoyed.
Ma Guozhong racked his brains in order to feed back Xiao Kun's findings here as soon as possible.
Phone selections are excluded first.
The reason is simple. He and his brothers are now hiding in a relatively hidden alley in Beimen Bridge. There is no grocery store nearby that can answer the phone.
He then thought of using semaphores to communicate:
Arrange in advance for a brother to hold a telescope and stare at the Zhuangyuan Bridge where Xiao Kun is.
Once Xiaokun discovers a target, he will immediately use semaphore to signal the target.
After the brothers here saw the flag message, they immediately ran to report to him.
Ma Guozhong is proud at heart. He has always had strict requirements for his subordinates. What he often says is, "If you have too many skills, you don't have to worry about yourself."
He became interested in semaphores when he was in the Infantry Department of the Army Officers University. Even after he left the army and joined the Secret Service, he still did not give up his interest in studying semaphores.
In his spare time, Ma Guozhong personally tinkered with relatively simple semaphores, and found a few bright minds among his men and forced them to learn them.
His original intention was simple: when there were times when the mouth could not speak, the flag could be used as a final warning.
But he didn't expect that his unintentional move would play a big role in today's assassination of Wang Kehai.
Ma Guozhong was very happy. He felt that this was God's favor and that God was secretly helping him:
Wang Chuanhai will be crowned today!
"Brothers, it is now time to commit suicide!" Ma Guozhong laughed loudly and immediately started the vehicle. As soon as he stepped on the accelerator, several other cars followed him out and rushed to his death.
When this word is more than just a word, even the sound of the motor is making a tragic movement!
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Cheng Qianfan drove Stypank and followed the lead car closely.
Behind the calm expression is the anxiety inside.
He suddenly realized that he had miscalculated at a certain point.
According to his previous guess, Wang Chuanhai's car should be the second or third car in the fleet. In this case, Chu Mingyu's car followed Wang Chuanhai's car, which is the best.
Reference object.
However, the Stipunk he was driving now was the second car in the convoy, closely following the Citroen car with a scratch on its butt.
Cheng Qianfan immediately realized that if the intelligence was sent out smoothly, there would indeed be an assassination arranged by the military command in Nanjing at this moment. The vehicle that the operators were most likely to target was the Stypunk he was driving and the shiny car behind him.
, a Citroën that looks brand new than the first car.
Cheng Qianfan put himself in their shoes and thought about it. If he were a brother from Nanjing District, and based on the intelligence, he would set an ambush at this time, and he would also target these two cars. As for the first car in the convoy, the priority level is obviously lower.
This is an unexpected situation.
Cheng Qianfan never expected that the vehicle Wang Qianhai was riding in would be the lead vehicle, which was against the safety and protection practices of the fleet.
However, judging from the actual results, the person responsible for Wang Reclamation's security work has indeed received miraculous results.
Cheng Qianfan now only hopes that the operators will choose to attack all four vehicles in the convoy out of caution.
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"Qianfan, have you ever thought about jumping out of the small pond in the patrol room and coming to Nanjing to help me?" Chu Mingyu said suddenly.
"Okay." Cheng Qianfan answered without any hesitation, "Uncle Chu says a word, and my nephew will hit wherever he points."
"I'm not kidding." Chu Mingyu smiled, "You have to think about it."
Without waiting for Cheng Qianfan to speak, he continued, "You have done very well in the French Concession. You should think clearly about whether you want to abandon your base in the French Concession to follow an old man like me."
"Uncle Chu is helping me." Cheng Qianfan said happily, "How could Qianfan not know good from evil?"
"Hahaha." Chu Mingyu smiled heartily, "Okay, I'll remember what you said. If I call you after the new government is established, don't complain that I'm blocking you from getting rich."
"That can't happen." Cheng Qianfan shook his head like a rattle, "My nephew will come to Nanjing to join my uncle, but he must be promoted and make a fortune."
"Hey." Chu Mingyu feigned anger, "You hozen, you only want good things."
Liu Xia was on the side, watching all this quietly. She had to admire secretly in her heart. This little brother of the Cheng family is really a good person. He speaks and does things perfectly. The key is that he has a good grasp of the close relationship with the secretary-general.
, not flattering, not alienating, just like the kind of conversation between an uncle and a nephew, but at the same time, he always maintains respect in his heart, and his mouth is sweet, which makes the secretary-general happy.
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Cheng Qianfan has been observing secretly in his mind, keeping this route in mind.
Vehicles leave Laohuqiao Prison, pass through Dashiqiao, and then enter Fish Market Street.
Then we drove along the route of the Ministry of Justice and the Judicial Building, and then passed the back entrance of the Central Military Academy.
In front is the Jinda Bee Farm.
This is the bee farm of Jinling University College of Agriculture.
Before the fall of Nanjing, universities in Nanjing, including National Central University and Jinling University, had already begun to relocate. Cheng Qianfan heard that teachers and students at Jinling University had evacuated the entire school, not just teaching instruments, books, etc.
Even the chickens, ducks, geese, cats and dogs from the Agricultural College, and even the bee boxes from the bee farm were carried away on the backs of the students.
Yu Pingan came to Shanghai before, and during the meeting between the two, Yu Pingan had briefly taught chemistry at Jinling University. When he talked about the relocation of Jinling University, he was filled with emotion:
The backbones of the university teachers and students are bent, carrying the most determined resistance and unyielding battle in the hearts of our Chinese teachers and students!
Cheng Qianfan is familiar with the terrain in this area.
He remembered that there was a bridge near Jinda Bee Farm.
If the convoy continues along this road, it will inevitably pass by that bridge.
This bridge is about thirty meters long. From the perspective of ambush and assassination, if Cheng Qianfan was the operational commander, he would choose to rely on this bridge to assassinate:
Wait for the convoy vehicles to get on the bridge.
All it takes is a car to suddenly appear on the other side of the bridge and block the exit.
Then outflanked.
In this way, the encirclement of the target can be initially completed.
Cheng Qianfan's heart moved and he glanced at the rearview mirror.
His eyes narrowed.
He caught a glimpse of a Ford car following closely behind.
It's not just this Ford car.
Only then did Cheng Qianfan notice that the convoy originally consisted of four vehicles, but at some point, it became five vehicles.
The extra car is the fifth car in the team, and naturally it is also a Citroen car.
Where did this car come from?
Cheng Qianfan glanced at the rearview mirror again, and his heart moved.
He was somewhat impressed.
The motorcade passed the entrance of the Ministry of Justice a minute ago and had to turn right and drive for a short distance before turning left. If the vehicles in the motorcade did not follow closely during this period, there would be a disconnection of up to ten seconds.
Cheng Qianfan speculated that this Citroen car quietly joined the convoy from an alley at the intersection of the Ministry of Justice at that time.
Today, the Japanese military police who were in charge of clearing the way for the convoy and delaying the security mission today were not familiar with Wang's side and lacked communication, so that in such a short period of time, they did not notice that there was an extra car in the convoy.
Citroën cars.
Cheng Qianfan knew that the Ford car following behind was the bayonet on the surface, and the Citroen car mixed into the convoy was the real dagger that would pierce the bone marrow!
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Ma Guozhong felt proud in his heart.
He said to himself, Ma Guozhong, Ma Guozhong, you are really smart.
After noticing that except for the car that stood out from the crowd, the other team was all Citroen without license plates.
Ma Guozhong immediately had an idea. After following the convoy for a distance, he saw that the other party was heading in the direction of the Ministry of Justice. Ma Guozhong, who was familiar with the terrain, signaled the Ford vehicle to continue following him, while he turned the steering wheel and outflanked the vehicle from the alley.
Arriving at Tongren Alley of the Ministry of Justice at lightning speed, he and his men quickly took off the license plate and waited at the entrance of the alley without turning off the vehicle.
Sure enough, half a minute later, the Citroën + "Fourth Brother Fat" convoy passed by the entrance of the alley. Ma Guozhong, an expert and brave man, managed to catch up before the delayed Japanese army appeared in three wheels.
Citroën almost just 'joined' the team, and the three-wheelers behind it followed suit.
Of course, achieving this step is just the beginning, the next step is the most worrying:
If the driver of the fourth car in the convoy and the delayed Citroen or other people in the car noticed that there was an extra Citroen behind them and reacted faster, they would have realized that something was wrong.
Note, you may also notice something wrong with the Citroen in front.
What Ma Guozhong needs is time. He certainly doesn’t think that he can continue to muddle through just by joining the team. He hopes that the time for the other party to identify his problematic Citroen will be extended as much as possible:
The longer the time, the closer to the Minsheng Bridge of Jinda Bee Farm, the better.
Following the convoy driving all the way, Ma Guozhong almost made a decision immediately and decided to take action at the Minsheng Bridge of Jinda Bee Farm.
His biggest regret now is that he could not predict in advance that the convoy would pass through the Minsheng Bridge at Jinda Bee Farm. Otherwise, he could have arranged for a vehicle to set up a blocking position at the other end of the Minsheng Bridge in advance for the convoy to come.
A front and rear double team.
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About two miles ahead is the Minsheng Bridge of Jinda Bee Farm.
Ma Guozhong knew that the opportunity was fleeting and it was time to act.
He turned the steering wheel directly to the left, and the car came out of the convoy and accelerated at the same time.
Three rounds away from the Japanese troops who were escorted back, a Japanese sergeant sat on his seat with his hands on his saber.
The Japanese sergeant, who was a little sleepy and yawning constantly, was startled by the Citroen car that suddenly rushed out of the convoy.
"Bag duck down!" the Japanese sergeant cursed angrily. He put one hand on his saber and pointed his right hand at the unruly car in front of him and shouted loudly.
"One, two, three, four... five!"
Five cars?
Almost instantly, the Japanese sergeant realized something was wrong. What happened to this car?
"Stop that car!" The Japanese sergeant reacted very quickly. He ordered the men driving the bicycle to step on the accelerator and chase the suspicious vehicle. At the same time, he shouted loudly to try to alert other vehicles in the convoy, especially the bicycle in front.
Watch out for this car.
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"Here we come." Cheng Qianfan glanced at the rearview mirror out of the corner of his eye and saw the Citroen suddenly speeding up. He knew:
The action begins.
He planned the assassination through Nanjing-Shanghai-Yucheng-Nanjing, and finally arrived as promised!
He didn't know whether he should be happy, grateful, or proud.
Happy for sure.
Fortunately, my hard work was not in vain.
The pride is that this may be the last action that he personally planned and participated in. How happy it is to be able to drag the traitors of the Wang family on the road together!
However, there was not a trace of sigh in my heart. The figures of Ruolan and her family flashed through my mind, and then there was a sense of extremely comfortable and lazy relief.
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"What are you shouting outside?" Liu Xia suddenly said in panic.
She vaguely heard shouts outside the car window.
Cheng Qianfan saw from the rearview mirror and knew the reason. This was the fourth vehicle in the convoy that had noticed the 'problem' vehicle and was accelerating to catch up with this vehicle.
boom!
At this moment, a gunshot rang out.
After three rounds of pursuit, the Japanese sergeant decisively fired a warning shot.
Almost at the moment when the gunfire rang out, the Ford car that had been following the convoy suddenly accelerated and rushed towards them.
The window of the car was down, the passenger seat in the car was on the right side of the back seat, the gun was pointed outward, and suddenly opened fire.
The co-pilot, a brother from Nanjing District, stuck his head out, holding a Czech light machine gun in both hands. Totally ignoring his own safety, he fired a hail of bullets at the escorting Japanese army, while the Mauser pistol in the back seat pointed at
He was shooting at the Citroen that was chasing his sixth brother.
"Uncle Chu!" Cheng Qianfan exclaimed, his face was pale, and he looked at the left rearview mirror in panic and said, "Something happened, someone was assassinated!"
His voice was a little sharp because of panic.
At this moment, the Citroen roared madly and overtook Stypank, then rushed forward with all its strength, rushed onto the bridge, and then directly knocked the Japanese military police who were opening the way into the air. The three-wheeled vehicle finally broke through.
The railing fell into the river.
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