Chapter 318 Cherry Nong’s late-night sneak attack (please give me a monthly ticket)
The back door of Cherry Lane is a river.
In the silent night, dark clouds hung in the night sky, blocking the moonlight.
A awning boat quietly docked.
Liu Yuchu carried a long gun on his back, a bundle of rope slung across his body, and a dagger in his mouth. Together with another team member, Liu Yuchu quietly went ashore.
The two lay down on the shore, observed for a while, and after confirming that they did not attract the attention of the surrounding residents, they trotted to the back door of No. 15 Cherry Lane.
His companion bent down, and Liu Yuchu stepped back a distance, running diagonally. He jumped up, stepped on his companion's back, and used his strength to nimbly climb up the courtyard wall. He looked inside, and after confirming that there was no danger, he walked towards
The companion below made a gesture, and the latter immediately quietly returned to the awning boat.
Liu Yuchu jumped off the courtyard wall.
Holding a dagger in one hand, he took out a small flashlight from his pocket, bit it in his mouth, came to the door on the first floor, fiddled with a piece of wire twice, opened the door, and sneaked in.
He checked again on the first and second floors to confirm that the family had not returned home temporarily, and finally went to the attic and opened the window.
Tie the rope to the inside of the window with a live buckle, and pull it hard to make sure it is firm.
He locked the attic door, pushed the wooden bed gently, and blocked it behind the door.
Then he put down his formal rifle, with the muzzle facing outward, and stared out the window warily.
At the same time, at No. 20 Cherry Lane, a team member also climbed over the wall, pried open the door, sneaked in quietly, made sure that the old woman and the child in the room had fallen asleep, and then quietly exited, leaving the door open.
He hid himself by the door, keeping a vigilant eye on the movements of the grandfather and grandson in the room.
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And at No. 19, Cherry Alley next door.
The little Taoist took a gentle approach and climbed up the courtyard wall as nimbly as a monkey. He carefully observed the situation inside the courtyard. After waiting for a few minutes, he jumped down gently and opened the courtyard door.
Four team members came in quietly, holding Mauser pistols.
Zhuo Yun signaled a team member to hold a gun and hide behind the water tank on the left side of the door to prevent the enemy from breaking out from the main entrance. He led the other three people and walked lightly to the first floor.
An unexpected situation occurred. The door on the first floor of this house was not secretly locked, but locked with a latch from the inside.
Zhuo Yun took out the dagger from his body, inserted it gently through the gap in the door, turned it slightly at an angle, and gently pried the door latch.
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At this moment, inside the house.
A day watcher heard the rustling sound, and he immediately looked at the door with vigilance.
He pulled out the Southern Type 14 pistol from his body, turned off the safety, and quietly walked behind the door to check.
I saw a dagger gently prying the door latch.
outside the door.
Zhuo Yun suddenly looked serious. His hearing was extremely sensitive and he heard slight footsteps.
"Have you found out? No one is here?" Zhuo Yun suddenly lowered his voice and asked his subordinates.
One of his subordinates reacted very quickly and immediately whispered, "Boss, I've stepped on it and confirmed it several times. This family is not in Shanghai."
"Haha, okay, after you finish this job, big brother, I will take you to Maoer Lane to have fun tomorrow." Zhuo Yun chuckled.
"It turned out to be the little thief who slipped through the door and picked the lock!" In the room, the Japanese agent Xiao Zhizhi sneered, showing a cruel smile.
He backed away slightly and approached the wall. He held the tortoise box tightly with one hand and pulled the light cord with the other.
Outside the door, Zhuo Yun gestured towards his three subordinates.
The three of them nodded.
After about half a minute, the door latch was removed.
Then, the door was suddenly pushed open.
The two team members rushed in and immediately dispersed towards both sides of the door.
Almost at the same time, Ono pulled the light cord, and the first floor was instantly brightly lit.
Ono, who had closed his eyes early when pulling the light cord, opened his eyes instantly and saw two men holding Mauser pistols.
His expression changed, and he immediately realized that this was not a thief who slipped through the door and picked the lock, raising his gun to shoot.
A man suddenly rushed up to his side, covered his mouth, and stabbed his throat three times with a dagger.
This was Zhuo Yun. He came in hiding behind a team member and rolled around. The moment Ono closed his eyes and turned on the light, he quickly rushed to his side.
Conveniently, he took off the Nanfang pistol from this man's hand and put it on his waist. Zhuo Yun gently put the man's body down.
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At this time, there was the sound of walking on the stairs.
Several people grabbed Mauser pistols and rushed immediately. As soon as they rushed to the stairs, they saw a Japanese coming down with a shell gun.
Snapped!
The three men raised their hands and fired at the same time. The man was shot multiple times and fell to the ground with a scream.
"quick!"
The three of them rushed up the stairs with guns in hand.
Bang bang bang.
Several consecutive shots killed a Japanese who rushed out again. When he reached the end of the stairs and was about to go upstairs, the door of the room facing the stairs opened and the opponent fired continuously.
One of the team members groaned and fell to the ground after being shot.
Zhuo Yun became furious, and at this time he had to fight quickly.
He directly took out a grenade, pulled the safety catch, and swung it along the floor, and the grenade rolled into the opposite room.
At the same time as a burst of frightened strange screams, there was a boom.
The two people rushed into the room. In the smoke, they had no time to distinguish. They fired continuously towards the place where the screams came from.
When the smoke dissipated, the two men carefully inspected the dead bodies. Four people were lying on the ground, with flesh and blood flying everywhere.
Without saying a word, the two of them had a clear division of labor. Regardless of whether the other was dead or not, they both shot each other in the head.
"Confirm the number of people." Zhuo Yun whispered.
"There are one person downstairs, two people in the corridor, four people in the room, and there is one more person to go," the team member said.
That Japanese dwarf!
Zhuo Yun immediately made a judgment. The missing one was the key target of this trip, the Japanese female dwarf!
Zhuo Yun's expression changed, "Search!"
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At this moment, continuous gunshots were heard from the first floor.
Their expressions changed and they immediately rushed to the stairs.
I saw the team members who stayed on the first floor and the team members who stayed in the yard rushing up with guns.
One of the team members was shot in the shoulder.
"What's going on?" Zhuo Yun asked immediately.
"That dwarf, he sneaked downstairs and tried to escape."
"Killed?"
"It's done."
Zhuo Yun immediately went downstairs. When he came downstairs, he saw a short man in a skirt lying on the ground. He had been shot multiple times in the abdomen and was almost beaten into a hornet's nest. (PS1)
"I was hiding under the stairs and saw this dwarf running down. I shot him in the shoulder first. I didn't expect that this guy was a tough guy and resisted desperately. We attacked him from the front and back before killing him, and even got a shot from him."
"Male?" Zhuo Yun was stunned. This dwarf wearing a girl's skirt turned out to be not a woman, but a man.
She just looks pretty, so at first glance you might mistake her for a girl.
"Search! Hurry! Retreat in five minutes!"
The three people who were not injured immediately searched everywhere downstairs and upstairs.
Two minutes later, Zhuo Yun, who was searching the study, heard a gunshot.
He knew clearly that police from the "Japanese Concession" were coming, and Liu Yuchu was blocking the enemy.
"Found it!" one of the team members shouted.
Zhuo Yun rushed out and saw the other party happily carrying a wooden box.
"Take all the brothers and retreat!"
One team member supported the injured comrade, another person carried the sacrificed brother, and another person held the seven "captured" short guns, magazines, and several daggers in a net bag.
Several people quickly went downstairs, rushed out through the back door, and rushed to the awning boat waiting on the shore.
I happened to see the team member responsible for monitoring No. 20's residence next door, holding a gun and rushing out of the back door to join them.
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Cherry Lane, entrance of the lane.
"Why don't you rush over?" Tateya, a Japanese military police squad leader, rushed over with several soldiers and cursed at the red-headed patrolman Asan.
These red-headed Asan patrol officers were part of the patrol force and arrived immediately.
However, after one red-headed Asan was killed by a sudden shot and fell to the ground, the rest of the red-headed Asans lay on the ground like quails, no longer daring to make any move.
The red-headed police officer Asan Bangalore who led the team stuck his butt out and backed away. After confirming that there was no danger, he stood up against the corner, glanced at Tateya, and cursed angrily, "Are you blind? You didn't see the powerful firepower of the opponent!"
Tatetani was furious. These red-headed Asans were obviously Indians who had lost their country, but they all considered themselves to be subjects of the British Empire. Normally, the Japanese would hold their chins up, so he had long seen these red-headed Asans.
Dissatisfied.
"Asshole, the other party only has one man and one gun. How powerful is this?" Tateya yelled angrily, "You greedy bastards, you know you can't be relied on!"
"Okay, come on! This is a matter for you Japanese, you Japanese can handle it yourself." Bangalore rolled his eyes and shouted to his men, "Let's withdraw!"
When the other red-headed Asan heard this, they turned around and ran away as if they had been granted amnesty, not even caring about the bodies of their dead companions.
