Although he was extremely reluctant, Cheng Xuyuan could only choose to accept the arrangement of acting webmaster Zheng Lijun.
He put his Browning short gun into his briefcase, closed his purse, his expression was gloomy, and he was about to leave with his briefcase.
"Bring a few more guns over." Zheng Lijun suddenly said.
My subordinates went to Hongyun Tower for a drink because they were worried that the police would suddenly patrol the police. For safety reasons, they basically did not carry weapons.
In a hurry, he couldn't find the right item, so Zheng Lijun simply asked someone to take a vegetable basket from the kitchen, put a few guns in it, and then took some biscuits, cans, wine and other things on it to cover it.
Cheng Xuyuan carried his briefcase and followed a subordinate, who was carrying a bamboo vegetable basket.
The two left the courtyard gate at No. 19 Cordeier Road, turned right, and walked towards Hongyun Tower.
"Who is this person?" Araki Hatsuma held his telescope in both hands, staring at the two people who came out, and asked.
"The person carrying the briefcase is Cheng Xuyuan, who is the secretary of the Shanghai Station." Lu Fei said quickly, "Cheng Xuyuan's status in the station is second only to the acting webmaster Zheng Lijun in name, but Zheng Lijun has been excluding Cheng Xuyuan. In addition, Cheng Xuyuan has no trusted subordinates, so he basically has a name but no authority."
"Why haven't Zheng Lijun come out yet?" Araki Hiroma looked at Cheng Xuyuan and his subordinates walking into Hongyun Tower. He nodded slightly. Now he was just waiting for the Shanghai station manager Zheng Lijun to enter the trap and then he could close the net.
"Zheng Lijun is so happy and talks about pomp." Lu Fei thought for a while and said, "He should have deliberately delayed his time and asked others to wait for him."
"Shanghai is lost, and most of China has been occupied by the locust army. It is rare that they still have this leisurely and pomp."
"So, China should perish, long live the Great Japanese Empire." Lu Fei licked his face and said with a flattering smile.
"Mr. Lu, you are very good." Araki Hatsuma nodded happily. He liked this tactful Chinese man.
At this time, he remembered the two people who came out before Cheng Xuyuan and asked, "Why didn't those two people go to Hongyun Tower just now?"
"Do you mean Lu Xingge?" Lu Fei asked, "Lu Xingge is withdrawn and not sociable at the station."
"You mean Lu Xingge won't go to Hongyun Tower?" asked Araki Hiromo.
"I should go." Lu Fei thought for a while and said, "This is a celebration banquet for the entire station. Unless Lu Xingge doesn't want to stay in the station, he will not be absent. My subordinates guess he will go in a while."
Araki Nodded. Lu Xingge was indeed a bad temper and unsociable person as Lu Fei said. The secretary of the Shanghai station had already gone to the restaurant, but the leader of the action team still had not yet gone.
...
Seeing Cheng Xuyuan coming in with one of his subordinates, middle and senior officers from Shanghai Station stood up to greet him.
Cheng Xuyuan was indeed suppressed by Zheng Lijun and did not have much power. However, there was a difference between the superiority and inferiority within the Military Affairs Bureau, so he still had to be able to live up to his face.
"Sit, sit, sit." Cheng Xuyuan pressed his hands down, "Brothers, don't be too polite, sit."
He was nervous and scared, but he knew that at this time, he had to calm down his men and not let everyone get in trouble.
"Liu Wen, what are you doing here?" Feng Huaiyuan, the leader of the fourth group of the Operation Brigade, looked at the little man who followed Cheng Xuyuan. This man was his subordinate.
"Team leader, it's amazing, there are ghosts." Liu Wen was already nervous, and when he heard his team leader's inquiry, he almost blurted out.
As he said that, Liu Wen also directly lifted the towel covered by the bamboo basket, "Team leader, grab a gun."
When Liu Wen said the first sentence, Cheng Xuyuan was shocked and his face changed. He said to himself:
Want to suffer!
Sure enough, when everyone heard Liu Wen say that there were ghosts, their faces changed, their expressions were panicked, and they looked around.
When they saw Liu Wen picking up a towel, revealing the biscuits and wine in the bamboo basket, especially when they saw a short gun vaguely below, everyone immediately knew that what Liu Wen said was true.
Especially Feng Huaiyuan, after hearing what his subordinates said, he reacted the fastest, walked straight to the front, handed his palm into the bamboo basket, and took the lead in a Mauser pistol.
Feng Huaiyuan's action attracted everyone to follow suit and compete.
The bamboo basket was knocked over to the ground, the wine bottle was broken, and the biscuits were trampled into pieces.
"Don't mess around! Don't rob!" Cheng Xuyuan roared in a low voice, "Listen to my arrangement, we will divide into two routes and evacuate from the front and back doors."
The scene was too chaotic. Some people planned to follow Cheng Xuyuan's arrangements, but they were helpless and more people were in a mess.
Cheng Xuyuan's face turned pale. He glanced around, winked at the two men who could still remain calm, and turned around and left the private room.
It's messy!
A mess!
If you don’t leave at this time, you will not be able to leave at all.
...
Lu Xingge was holding a briefcase in his hand. He looked at two men sitting on the ground in the left side of the front.
These two people are dressed as rickshaw drivers, and the rickshaw is right beside them.
These two people have problems.
Lu Xingge immediately made a judgment.
When the rickshaw drivers rest, they do not sit on the ground, but mostly lie in their own rickshaw.
However, in most cases, the rickshaw driver is reluctant to stop and rest.
In addition, the sun has not yet set, and it is still a bit sunny. Even if the rickshaw driver rests, he will put down the carport and lie in it for a nap.
The two people choose to sit on the ground and rest instead of lying in the rickshaw. This is definitely not to cherish their car, but because their vision will be blocked when lying in the rickshaw.
Lu Xingge seemed to have not noticed the road surface and kicked his right foot on a raised stone. He jumped on the spot in pain and took a breath.
"Brother, how about it?" A Yuan quickly came up to help and asked about the situation.
Ahu approached the two of them and looked at Lu Xingge with concern.
"Take those two!" Lu Xingge said softly, "Try not to make any noise."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! After saying that, he directly placed his briefcase on the ground, pulled out the dagger hidden on his body, and rushed up like lightning.
Puchi!
The dagger directly penetrated one of the people's necks, and the other party opened his mouth to shout. Lu Xingge pushed his arm and pressed against the other party's mouth. The dagger was stirred here, making it unable to make a shout.
A Yuan and A Hu surrounded each other from both sides and rushed towards the other person.
Among the two, A Yuan was empty-handed, A Hu held the dagger, A Yuan hugged the other person directly and covered his mouth. A Hu rushed up and pointed at the man's abdomen for three consecutive strokes.
"Search!" Seeing that the two people were successfully dealt with and without giving each other a chance to warn, Lu Xingge breathed a sigh of relief and said in a deep voice.
"Southern Pistol." A Yuan touched the body of the man he was holding and took out a pistol.
"And a dagger," Ahu said, "a magazine filled with bullets."
Lu Xingge's face turned gloomy. He also took out a southern pistol from the body, and there was also a Japanese grenade.
Things have been clear, these two are Japanese agents.
'Bang!'
At this moment, only a gunshot was heard.
Lu Xingge was startled, and he raised the southern pistol that had been found from the body and turned around to look.
I saw a man dressed in a rickshaw driver lying on the ground on his back. The man was shot on the head, and the white and red were spread all over the floor.
On the ground to his right is a southern pistol.
A Yuan ran over quickly and took the southern pistol over, "Team leader, the insurance is closed."
Lu Xingge immediately understood that it must have been the sudden appearance of Jite just now that he wanted to shoot and attack them. I don’t know who shot and killed this person in time and saved his life.
"Enter the official rifle." Lu Xingge said, and he immediately judged it. He turned his head and looked far to the left. The shot was shot from that direction.
That's Notre Dame Road.
"Thank you." Lu Xingge smiled heartily and clasped his fists in the direction of the shooting point he judged. Then he bent down and walked up two steps to find his briefcase, took out his Mauser pistol, and put the seized southern pistol in, signaling A Yuan and Ahu to pick up the other two southern pistols.
"I can't use this gun."
"Use our own gun, this gun and magazine, and take it for later use." Lu Xingge ordered.
"Understood!"
"Quick! Let's go to the back door of Hongyun Tower." Lu Xingge roared in a low voice.
...
"Brother, you're welcome."
Cheng Qianfan bit a grass stem in his mouth, and a smile rose from the corner of his mouth.
To be continued...