He knew that it could not be the stationmaster Zheng Lijun who sent someone to rescue him.
It's not that he looked down on himself, he, Lu Xingge, was not of such great dignity and importance that it was worthy of Zheng Lijun to send people to fight in the French Concession to rescue him.
Even in a sense, because he once moved closer to Wang Zhimu, although Zheng Lijun could not say that he was looking forward to his death, the death of Lu Xingge did mean to Zheng Lijun that he had "solved a problem."
Seeing the team leader shaking his head, Ping Luchang was also confused. If the station leader didn't send someone here, who else would come to save them?
"Don't worry about it so much." Lu Xingge said, "Since the sky will not stop you and me, brothers, we will take the opportunity to fight out."
Having a death wish does not mean that you don't want to live. If you live, you can kill more traitors and Japanese.
Now that you have the opportunity to break through, you must seize it.
"Achang, remember to pick up the bullets later." Lu Xingge gestured with the grenade in his hand.
"Understood." Ping Luchang immediately understood what Lu Xingge meant.
The opportunity on the battlefield was fleeting. Since Lu Xinge decided to take the opportunity to break out, he did not hesitate at all. He directly pulled the string of the grenade, counted three numbers silently in his mind, then decisively opened the door and threw it out. The two of them were very excited.
They hid behind the door and behind the rooms on both sides in a tacit agreement.
"Grenade!"
When the injured agent saw the grenade being thrown, he shouted in horror, then endured the pain and rolled and crawled to avoid it.
Hong San's eyes widened. He saw a guy who had just pretended to be dead and was now crawling faster than anyone else.
However, he didn't care to think about this anymore. He turned around and saw the smoking grenade.
Hong San was so frightened that he almost peed. He hurriedly tried to avoid it.
Then, he felt as if he had tripped over something, and his whole body fell forward, right on top of Cao Yu.
At this moment, Hong San seemed to understand something, and then there was an explosion, followed by endless darkness.
Almost two seconds after the explosion, Lu Xingge and Ping Luchang rushed out of the room in the smoke of the explosion.
The two of them were hunched over and their feet were not slow.
Lu Xinge grabbed a short gun, which was also a Mauser pistol. He picked up the pistol and left.
Ping Luchang also picked up a gun. After taking two steps, he caught a glimpse of a corpse with a magazine filled with bullets.
Ping Luchang was so happy that he bent down to pick it up.
"Team leader." He picked up the magazine, shouted to Lu Xinge with a happy face, and began to speed up.
…
Snapped.
There was a gunshot.
Ping Luchang's running momentum came to an abrupt halt, and he fell forward after being shot in the calf.
"Achang." Lu Xingge looked back, cried out sadly, and turned back to save Ping Luchang.
"Team leader, let's go." Ping Luchang raised the short gun he just picked up without any hesitation.
In this case, there is no extra time to hesitate.
Ping Luchang pointed the gun directly at his head, "Team leader, my mother, my mother."
As he spoke, he threw out the magazine in his hand and suddenly pulled the trigger.
boom!
Lu Xingge grabbed the magazine that was thrown at him. He gritted his teeth and his eyes were red. He raised his hand and shot, killing the wounded man from the secret service headquarters who had just attacked Ping Luchang. He then took a deep look at Ping Luchang's body.
, turned around and ran.
…
Snapped!
Snap!
Bang bang bang!
When Cheng Qianfan saw Lu Xingge break out, he and Hao Zai immediately shot Lu Xingge in the back to cover Lu Xingge's evacuation.
The agents who were lucky enough to survive planned to shoot, but faced with the firepower of Cheng Qianfan and the two men, they were suppressed and unable to raise their heads. They could only lie on the ground, hiding behind the 'bunker' and unable to move.
Cao Yu, who was pinned down by Hong San's body, did not dare to move at all. He was scared to death, worried that a bullet would pass through Hong San's body and hit him.
In his heart, he hated the wounded man who had just fired. Silly melon, shouldn't he pretend to be dead or faint in this situation?
Lu Xinge rushed to the street. Now there were two roads in front of him. Just as he was thinking quickly in his mind, he heard a gunshot:
Snapped!
The bullet hit the wall not far to his right.
"Over there." A hoarse voice sounded.
Lu Xinge cupped his fists and saluted, then without any hesitation, evacuated towards the route directed by the other party.
Seeing Lu Xingge's figure disappearing into the alley, Cheng Qianfan pointed his spear diagonally across his body, inserted the Mauser pistol at hand into his waist, and said to Hao Tsai, "Get out!"
Following his order, the two men immediately retreated.
They had blocked the door with furniture in advance because they had no intention of going downstairs to evacuate.
Haozi first stuck his head out of the window, grabbed the eaves, swung himself, then grabbed it with both hands, and then jumped up to the roof.
"Team leader!" He shouted to Cheng Qianfan, who had an injury on his back.
Cheng Qianfan was about to lean out, but he glanced at the room. He walked over, picked up the kerosene bottle in the corner, and smashed it on the ground, causing the kerosene in the bottle to flow out.
Cheng Qianfan then pulled down the curtain and threw it at the kerosene place. Then he pulled over the body of the samurai sword that he stabbed to death with a dagger and took out a match from the body.
When on the move, he will not carry his own lighter.
He struck a match and threw it down.
There was fabric and kerosene to support the combustion, and the flames immediately broke out.
Seeing that the fire was getting bigger, Cheng Qianfan climbed out of the window and climbed onto the roof. Although he was injured, his movements were still very smooth and there was nothing unusual about him.
Hao Zai glanced at Brother Fan's back and noticed that the wound that had been simply bandaged just now was still oozing blood and had soaked through his clothes.
"Withdraw!" Cheng Qianfan said in a deep voice.
…
The two of them bent over and ran quickly on the roof.
At this moment, there was a loud bang.
Hao Zai was frightened and almost slipped.
Cheng Qianfan looked in the direction of the explosion with a solemn expression.
There was an explosion, which meant that Taozi directed Wu Shunjia to blow up the bridge.
This is a last resort move to prevent patrols or other more armed personnel from coming.
It also indicates that there may be enemies coming over.
Sure enough, Cheng Qianfan then heard chaotic gunshots.
Then there was another loud bang.
"He had fun this time." Hao Zai said as he glanced in the direction of the explosion.
Wu Shunjia, a guy who likes explosions like crazy, is very satisfied with this designation.
"Enjoyed!" Wu Shunjia's face turned red, her eyes were also red, and her expression was ferocious.
It's not that I'm scared, it's that I'm excited.
He also held a pressure detonator in his hand.
"Puff, puff, don't worry yet." Taozi suppressed Wu Shunjia's hand, spitting dust on the ground and said.
The two explosions just now completely destroyed the bridge connecting West Jiraiya Street and East Jiraiya Street.
Their goal is not to kill or injure patrolmen, but to blow up bridges.
Now, the people from the patrol room were stopped on Dong Jilaihuoxing Street.
Of course, some patrol officers were injured by the explosion, which is inevitable.
What Taozi was paying attention to was the people at the secret service headquarters who had just confronted the people from the patrol room on the other side of the bridge near Nishi Jiraiya Street.
These traitorous spies are the biggest enemies at the moment.
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