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Chapter 140 The Divine Soldiers Fall in the Sky

Cheng Qianfan's Mauser pistol was pinned at his waist, and he held a dagger in his hand.

step.

Two steps!

Three steps!

Just as he was about to approach the spy, the shadow on the ground finally aroused the spy's alertness.

Guo Qing subconsciously turned his head to look, and quickly raised the Mauser pistol in his right hand.

Cheng Qianfan rushed up like lightning, covered the other party's mouth with one hand, and stabbed the dagger directly into his neck, and twisted it around, which directly destroyed the other party's trachea and vocal cords.

Blood suddenly flowed out.

The pistol in Guo Qing's hand fell.

Cheng Qianfan reacted very quickly and without hesitation, he stepped on Ah Hai who was lying on the ground.

Ah Hai immediately screamed again, which covered the sound of the Mauser pistol falling to the ground in the spy's hand.

Cheng Qianfan gently placed the other party on the ground, and the spy covered his neck with both hands, and could only make a muffled sound from his mouth.

Cheng Qianfan bent down and picked up the pistol that the other party fell to the ground and directly hit the other party's head, just like a ripe watermelon being smashed, and there was no sound at all.

Then, he skillfully groped on the other party.

Take out a spare magazine.

Cheng Qianfan was surprised and happy even after finding a Japanese-style 97 grenade.

...

He squatted down at this time, helped Ah Hai up, and said in a hoarse voice, "Comrade, I'm here to save you, don't talk."

Ah Hai opened his eyes and saw a strange man with a black cloth covering his face. He endured the pain, gritted his teeth and nodded.

Cheng Qianfan carried Ah Hai on his back, trotted two steps, put him in the rickshaw, and pulled the rickshaw toward the alley on the left side of the house.

Cheng Qianfan could understand the terrain here even with his eyes closed.

Turn right in this alley, it is Xinghua Lane outside the courtyard wall where Wang Jun lives.

As soon as I approached Xinghua Lane, I heard the sound in the alley.

"Brothers of the Red Party, as the saying goes, those who know the times are heroes. Put down your guns, and I guarantee your lives to be safe."

He gently pulled the rickshaw back and placed it around the corner of the alley.

"Don't make a sound, I'll go and rescue them." As he said that, he handed the pistol seized from the spy to Ah Hai.

Ah Hai shook his head and looked at the dagger in Cheng Qianfan's hand.

"I have never used a gun." Ah Hai endured the pain and gritted his teeth and whispered, "The gun is more useful in your hands, give it to me."

Cheng Qianfan took a deep look at the comrade who didn't know his name. He understood the other party's intention to ask for a dagger.

Without hesitation, Cheng Qianfan stuffed the dagger into Ahai's hand, "I will come back to save you and take you away. Remember, unless you have to..."

Ah Hai grabbed the dagger tightly in his right hand, took out a bloody note from his body, and smiled on his face, "Comrade, don't worry about me, take good care of her for me."

Cheng Qianfan's nose was sore, so he stuffed the note into his pocket, carried two guns, and turned around and left.

...

Cheng Qianfan quietly leaned out to observe.

There were three people in the middle of the alley, and they could be vaguely recognized as Wang Jun, Kang Erniu and the young comrade guard.

The three of them had weapons in their hands and were making their final resistance.

There were eleven spies in total.

There were three people at the alley, blocking their escape route.

There are eight people at the end of the alley.

Cheng Qianfan inserted the seized Mauser pistol at his waist, raised his pistol, aimed at the spy closest to him, and pulled the trigger directly.

Boom!

The gunshot sounded, and the man was shot in the back of the head and was killed directly.

At the same time, he took advantage of the fact that the other two spies had not yet reacted and quickly approached.

Boom!

Another shot was shot, and it also hit the back of the head.

Immediately followed by a pounce, rolling forward, and rushed to the side of another spy. He was stunned by the other party who was about to turn around. His gun was pressed against the other party's forehead, and he shot the head with a bang.

This series of shootings and ambushings were almost done in a flash.

In the eyes of the spies on the opposite side, they saw a figure pounce on them, and three gunshots were fired, and their three colleagues were killed.

"careful."

"Another Red Party comes!"

"beat!"

The spies rushed to fight back.

...

Wang Jun and the other two were surrounded in the middle, and were shocked to see this sudden change.

The three of them wanted to take the opportunity to escape, and bullets flew over their heads and beside them, and they did not dare to move for a moment.

Cheng Qianfan rolled around, and two bullets hit the ground where he was just now, and the splashed mud hit him.

I took out the German M24 grenade I brought from my body, pulled the strings, and threw them out directly.

"careful!"

"Grenade!"

"Cai your mother!"

The spies were rushing to avoid it, and then they heard a loud bang.

There was a piece of wolf dust at the scene.

"Run quickly!" Cheng Qianfan roared in a low voice.

Wang Jun and the other two were also shocked. Which comrade was so heroic? However, the three of them moved quickly, leaned over and ran towards this side with all their lives.

At about twenty meters, the three of them rushed over desperately.

"Comrade, you are--" Wang Jun asked in surprise.

"Comrade Wang Jun, there is another comrade in the rickshaw turning left alley. I'll cover you and leave quickly." Cheng Qianfan had no time to talk nonsense and said Wang Jun's name directly. This is the most direct way to win the trust of the other party.

He originally planned to extract information from his left pocket, but suddenly changed his decision, reached into his right pocket, took out another piece of stacked paper, and stuffed it into Wang Jun's hand.

Wang Jun held the "information" and was shocked. He didn't know this person, but the other party directly said his name. The biggest possibility was that this was a comrade he didn't know within the municipal party committee.

However, the municipal party committee wants to convey information to him and will only arrange the comrades he knows. This is organizational discipline.

This puzzled him.

"Take care!" Wang Jun looked at the comrade in black clothes and covered with black cloth on his face, gritted his teeth and directly called Kang Erniu and Dazhuang to evacuate.

Although he had many questions in his mind, Wang Jun knew that every second was extremely precious now, and he wanted to cherish the evacuation time this comrade had won them.

When Cheng Qianfan saw Wang Jun bringing people away without saying a word, he felt relieved. He was indeed an experienced old comrade. He was really worried that the other party would not be able to figure out the situation just now.

...

Ding Naifei patted the dust on his head and looked at his subordinates. The grenade just now had damaged three people. The two were lying on the ground and their lives were unknown. One of them was lying on the ground and screaming in pain.

He also had shrapnel scratches on his shoulders.

Ding Naifei felt a great hatred. He was originally going to kill important figures of the Red Party, but he was destroyed by this sudden appearance of the Red Party gunman.

You must not let them run away!

"Chasing me!"

"Cai your mother!"

Ding Naifei was furious and shouted, waving his Mauser pistol.

Boom!

Boom!

Cheng Qianfan fired two shots in a row, and a spy who had just gotten up was shot and fell to the ground with a scream.

The remaining four people, including Ding Naifei, quickly lay on the ground and raised their guns to fight back.

Cheng Qianfan pulled out the seized Mauser pistol from his waist, and shot at the opposite side with both hands.

When shooting with double guns, the accuracy is naturally not as accurate as a single gun. However, at this time, what he pursues is not accuracy, but firepower!

The firepower of the two Mauser pistols is comparable to that of a light machine gun. The spy who suppressed for a while hides from each other and can only occasionally shoot back.

KAKA.

"He has no bullets!" Ding Naifei shouted, "Roar up! Catch the living."


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