Lu Xingge shook his head.
He knew it was impossible that the webmaster Zheng Lijun sent someone to rescue him.
It’s not that he looked down on himself, Lu Xingge does not have that much face and importance, and it is worthy of Zheng Lijun’s sending people to fight in the French Concession.
Even in a sense, because he once moved closer to Wang Yingmu, although Zheng Lijun could not say that he was looking forward to his death, the dead Lu Xingge did mean that for Zheng Lijun, "solved a problem."
Seeing the team leader shaking his head, Pingluchang was also confused. It was not sent by the webmaster, so who else would save them?
"Don't worry about that much." Lu Xingge said, "Since you and my brothers are the ones we take the opportunity to fight out."
Having ambition to die does not mean that you don’t want to live. If you live, kill more traitors, or the Japanese.
Now that you have the opportunity to break through, you have to seize it.
"Achang, remember to pick up bullets later." Lu Xingge signaled with the grenade in his hand.
"I understand." Pingluchang immediately understood what Lu Xingge meant.
The opportunity on the battlefield was fleeting. Since Lu Xingge decided to take the opportunity to break through, he did not hesitate at all. He directly pulled the grenade, counted three numbers in his heart, and then decisively opened the door and threw it out. The two of them hid behind the two sides of the door in a tacit understanding.
"Grenade!"
The injured spy shouted in horror when he saw the grenade thrown out, then endured the pain, rolled and crawled to avoid it with all his strength.
Hong San widened his eyes and saw a guy who was pretending to be dead just now, and now he is crawling faster than anyone else.
However, without considering this, he turned his head and saw the smoke grenade.
Hong San was so scared that he almost peed, and he was in a hurry and wanted to avoid it.
Then, he felt as if he had been tripped by something, and his whole body pounced forward, just pressing on 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 sounded, Lu Xingge and Ping Luchang rushed out of the room in the smoke of the explosion.
The two of them bent their waists, and their feet were not slow.
Lu Xingge grabbed a short gun, which was also a Mauser pistol. He picked up the pistol and left.
Pingluchang also picked up a gun. After walking two steps, he caught a corpse with a magazine filled with bullets.
Pingluchang was overjoyed and bent down to pick it up.
"Team leader." He picked up the magazine and shouted at Lu Xingge with a happy look on his face, and his feet began to accelerate.
...
Bang.
A gunshot.
Pingluchang's momentum of running came to an abrupt end, and he was shot in the calf and threw himself forward.
"Achang." Lu Xingge looked back, and he cried out with a sad cry, and was about to turn back to save Pingluchang.
"Team leader, go." Pingluchang raised the short gun he had just picked up, without any hesitation.
In this case, there is no extra time to hesitate.
Pingluchang pointed his gun directly at his forehead, "Team leader, my mother, my mother."
As he said that, he threw the magazine out with force, and he suddenly pulled the trigger.
Bang!
Lu Xingge grabbed the magazine that was thrown over. He gritted his teeth, his eyes turned red, and raised his hand and shot him to kill the wounded man from the secret agent headquarters who had just attacked Pingluchang. He took a deep look at Pingluchang's body, turned around and ran away.
...
Bang!
Slap!
Slap sex!
When Cheng Qianfan saw Lu Xingge breaking through, he and Haozai immediately shot Lu Xingge behind him and covered Lu Xingge's evacuation.
The spy who was lucky enough to die was originally planned to fire, but facing the firepower of Cheng Qianfan and the others, they were suppressed and could not raise their heads. They could only lie on the ground and hide behind the "cover" and could not move.
Cao Yu, who was pressed under Hong San's body, dared not move at all. He was so scared that he was worried that a bullet would pass through Hong San's body and hit him.
In his heart, he hated the wounded man who shot just now, Han Gua. Shouldn’t he pretend to be dead or dizzy under such circumstances?
Lu Xingge rushed to the street, and now there were two roads in front of him. Just as he was thinking quickly in his mind, he heard a gunshot:
Bang!
The bullet hit the wall not far from his right.
"Over there." A hoarse voice rang.
Lu Xingge bowed his fist and then without hesitation, he evacuated towards the route guided by the other party.
Seeing Lu Xingge's figure sank into the alley, Cheng Qianfan slid his spear toward his body, inserted the Mauser pistol at his hand into his waist, and said to Haozai, "Retreat!"
With his order, the two of them immediately retreated.
The door of the room was blocked by them in advance with furniture, because the two of them had no intention of going downstairs to evacuate from the room.
Haozi first poked his head out of the window, grabbed the eaves, swung his body, then grabbed with both hands, and then jumped up to the roof.
"Team leader!" He shouted at Cheng Qianfan, Brother Fan had an injury on his back.
Cheng Qianfan was about to lean out, but he took a look at the room. He walked over and picked up the kerosene bottle in the corner and smashed it directly to the ground. The kerosene flowed out from the bottle.
Cheng Qianfan then pulled off the curtain and threw it on the kerosene place, then pulled the corpse of the samurai sword that he stabbed to death with a dagger, and took out foreign fire from his body.
He will not carry his own lighter when he is in action.
A match was cut and thrown down.
Fabric and kerosene aided the combustion, and the flame immediately rose.
Seeing that the fire was getting bigger, Cheng Qianfan then turned out the window and climbed up to the roof. Although he was injured, his whole movement was still very smooth and there was nothing unusual.
Haozai glanced at Brother Fan's back and noticed that the wound he had just simply bandaged was still bleeding and had soaked his clothes.
"Retreat!" Cheng Qianfan said in a deep voice.
...
The two bent over and ran quickly on the roof.
At this moment, there was a loud bang.
Haozai was scared and almost slipped.
Cheng Qianfan looked in the direction of the explosion with a solemn expression.
The explosion sounded, which meant that Taozi commanded Wu Shunjia to explode the bridge.
This is an undeniable move to prevent the police or other more armed personnel from coming.
It also shows that an enemy may have been touched.
Sure enough, Cheng Qianfan then heard the chaotic gunfire sound.
Then there was another loud bang.
"He's having fun this time." Haozai looked in the direction of the explosion and said.
Wu Shunjia, a guy who likes explosions crazy, is very satisfying to designate this time.
"Exciting!" Wu Shunjia's face turned red, her eyes were red, and her expression was ferocious.
Not scared, it was exciting.
He also held a pressure detonator in his hand.
"Puff, puff, don't hurry." Taozi pressed Wu Shunjia's hand, and he spat out the dust on the ground and said.
The two explosions just now completely destroyed the bridge connecting Xizilaihuoxing Street and East Zilaihuoxing Street.
Their target is not to kill and injure the police, but to bomb the bridge.
To be continued...