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Chapter 1350 Kill without mercy

Two miles east of Miaokong Temple, people would occasionally walk hurriedly into a private house, pass through the gate and the main house, and the backyard would be filled with Military Control Commission operatives waiting for orders.

Gui Youguang installed the drum magazine into the slot of the Thompson, and then patted the bottom of the drum magazine with his hand until he heard a crisp click. Only then did he nod with satisfaction.

Wu Chunyang, who was studying the architectural drawings of Miaokong Temple, walked up to him and gave him some instructions: "When the operation begins, you must first blast the temple wall. Enter through three openings, and kill any Japanese spies you encounter."

Gui Youguang raised his head and repeated his order: "Kill without mercy? Don't you want to capture them alive?"

"It would be great if we could capture them alive, but we don't force it. The important thing is to close the case as soon as possible. Do you understand? You must be careful. These Japanese spies will definitely fight to the death."

"Don't worry, I was careless last time and let these idiots get the upper hand. I won't do that this time."

Gui Youguang, who was still stubborn, pulled the bolt hard. He had lost to the Japanese spy in the battle in the police dormitory, and today he had to get back at them.

Wu Chunyang also touched the aching wound on his buttocks, his face gloomy: "Don't fight hard when you meet a tough opponent. Don't you have a grenade launcher? Let the Japanese have a taste of the power of their own weapons."

"Okay." Gui Youguang agreed readily, and then asked, "By the way, are Deputy Director Gu and Wu Jingzhong ready?"

Song Minghao came over and answered the question for Wu Chunyang: "We are ready. The latest intelligence sent back half an hour ago said that five Japanese spies left Miaokong Temple. Deputy Director Gu and Old Wu brought a team to act in sync with us."

The operation was divided into two sites, one was Miaokong Temple, and the other was any location on the way back when the Japanese spies transported ammunition.

Gui Youguang glanced at the time and said no more. He sat cross-legged on the ground with his eyes closed, thinking over the steps over and over again in his mind to ensure that nothing was missed.

On a river beach somewhere in Yamashiro, the Japanese spy chief Hattori personally drove the ammunition to the delivery location. After receiving the ammunition, Kujo Wataru's men left immediately, and there was no extra communication between the two sides.

The watches of Gucci and Wu Chunyang were ticking. When the hour and minute hands of their watches pointed to the same position, two battles broke out instantly, and the ferocious spies rushed towards their respective targets.

Under Wu Chunyang's gaze, violent explosions occurred on the three walls of Miaokong Temple. Before the smoke had dissipated, Gui Youguang led his team to rush in, and gunfire suddenly rang out in the temple.

"Clap clap clap..."

"Baga, damn non-citizens!"

Kujo Wataru fired several shots through the window, his eyes full of anger. He was sure that the whereabouts of his group had not been revealed. The Republic of China people must have found this place because someone betrayed them, and the biggest suspect was Hattori.

Thinking of this, Kujo Wataru decided to rush out at all costs. He must report the situation of the Special Committee on China to Tokyo, otherwise more imperial warriors would be exposed.

It must be admitted that the Japanese spies in Nakano School were very professional. As soon as the explosion sounded, these people immediately gathered together, occupied key positions such as doors, windows, and roofs, trying to resist to the end.

Relying on the solid blue brick walls and terrain advantages, the Japanese spies blocked the attack, but they knew that this was only temporary. The longer the time dragged on, the smaller the chance of escape.

"Captain, please allow me to escort you out."

A Japanese spy took advantage of the opportunity to change the magazine to shout to Kujo Wataru, and the other Japanese spies also responded loudly. Kujo Wataru did not refuse, but his eyes became more fierce.

However, the Military Control Commission did not give the Japanese spy organization a chance to break out. With two bangs, two high-explosion grenades shattered the window frame and flew into the room.

While issuing "take cover" reminders, the Japanese spies rushed towards the bunkers, their expressions changing from ferocious to desperate, and Kujo Wataru was no exception.

The Japanese spies present were very familiar with the data of this anti-personnel grenade. It weighed 793 grams and had an effective damage diameter of 10 meters.

Not to mention in a closed room, even in an open area, two grenades could take the lives of all of them. Ordinary bullet-dodging postures were completely useless. The only way to survive was to find cover.

Two dazzling flashes of fire flashed by, and the grenade exploded with a loud bang. Countless shrapnel flew in all directions, and all objects in the flight path of the shrapnel were easily penetrated.

Looking from the outside, several gusts of air gushed out from the windows and the door, and even the roof was lifted up as a whole. The house, which was originally intact, became shaky in an instant.

"Attack in."

Gui Youguang's voice was heard, and the young spies approached the room where the Japanese spy was in battle formation. Worried that the Japanese spy was not dead, the spy in the front threw several tactically-aimed grenades into the room.

Although the hand grenade was not as powerful as a grenade, several rounds of explosions almost collapsed the house. The heavy beams broke in half and made a creaking sound under the action of gravity.

The Military Control Commission's operatives were divided into several teams. They took small steps to the wall and lined up in a row. Someone threw a flash bomb into the house again, and only rushed into the scene after the flash bomb exploded.

"Control the suspect!"

Kujo Wataru, with blood all over his face, heard someone shouting in the Republic of China dialect, and immediately reached out for the submachine gun on the ground with his right hand, but as soon as he raised his arm, someone stepped on it, and the severe pain made him regain consciousness.

Gui Youguang bent down and tilted his head to look at Jiujiao She. The other party gave him a very special feeling. This might be the sixth sense between the same kind. He gave an order to the little spy.

"Bandage this guy. I want to have a good chat with him later."

Except for Kujo Wataru, the remaining Japanese spies were either dead or injured, and there were less than five people worth rescuing. The advantage of this attack method is that it is fast, but the disadvantage is that it is not easy to leave anyone alive.

Wu Chunyang, who was in charge of the rear, heard that the battle was going well and rushed to the scene immediately. He stepped over the bodies of Japanese spies at the door, walked into the house and turned around a few times. When he saw the guns all over the floor, his face did not look good.

Such a large number of weapons showed that the defense of the mountain city was useless. Not only could Japanese spies enter and exit freely, but so could various controlled items. If no one took care of it, the Japanese spies would bring heavy artillery to attack Luojia Bay next time.

Cursing Bai Wenzhi and the garrison headquarters in his heart, Wu Chunyang instructed his men: "Investigate the scene carefully, and pay special attention to whether there are radio stations or code books."

At this time, a small spy came to report that the abbot and monks in the temple were about to escape, but were controlled in time by the operation personnel. Wu Chunyang looked outside and saw several monks squatting in the open space with their hands on their heads. Their shining heads shone brightly in the sun, which made him subconsciously look at Gui Youguang.

"Chun Yang, what are you looking at?" Gui Youguang touched his face and then looked at his hands, thinking that his face was stained with black ash from the battle.

"Well, it's okay, let's go back to the bureau quickly. Maybe we can follow this line to find a Japanese spy network that has not been discovered before." Wu Chunyang coughed twice and made up an excuse.

Gui Youguang believed it and nodded solemnly. These weapons and the Japanese spies' familiarity with the mountain city proved one thing: there was a group of Japanese spies lurking in the mountain city that Hase was unaware of.

This is a huge threat to the Military Control Commission, and they must be eliminated as soon as possible. As an intelligence officer, what I hate most is this kind of unstable factor.

At the same time as the battle of Miaokong Temple ended, Gu Qi at another arrest site also received a report that three of the five Japanese spies were killed and two were injured, but the ammunition was intact.

The five Japanese spies realized that they had no way to escape and prepared to detonate their ammunition to fight to the death. Fortunately, the sharpshooter arranged in advance by Wu Jingzhong opened fire decisively and stopped the enemy's action.

Gu Qi looked at the messy scene of the firefight, left a team of people to guard it, and he and Wu Jingzhong returned to Luojia Bay with the captured Japanese spies.

In the Military Control Commission compound, the two men happened to meet Wu Chunyang and his two companions, and they went to Zuo Chong's office together to report.

"How is it? Did you catch the mouse?" Zuo Chong asked without raising his head as he reviewed the documents.

Gu Qi replied: "My operation with Chunyang went smoothly. The dead were sent to Doctor Ling, and the living are already in the interrogation room. Deputy Commander, do you want to go and take a look?"

Zuo Zhong finished writing the last few words on the document, put down his pen, stretched his body, stood up and walked out while saying, "Let's go and take a look."

Surrounded by a crowd of people, Zuo Chong walked into the underground detention house. Before he approached the interrogation room, he heard a burst of ghost howling. It was obvious that someone was already receiving the special treatment of the Military Control Commission.

In the low interrogation room, a rope was hung from the ceiling, and Jiujiao Shu was hung in the air like a sausage. The rough hemp rope rubbed his hands until they were skinned and flesh was broken.

Zuo Zhong circled around the other person with a smile and pushed him hard with his hand. Jiujo Shi immediately closed his eyes and started spinning, but unfortunately he did not jump.

"Comrade, can you tell me your code name and position? The Party and the State are willing to give you a chance to reform yourself."

Zuo Zhong sincerely "requested" the other party, but Jiujiao Shu, with a head full of question marks, did not respond, so Gui Youguang took over the subsequent "inquiry" work.

Screams and roars continued to be heard in the empty corridor: "Tell me! Where are the prisoners? Who is your superior!"

Listening to the voice behind him, Zuo Zhong smiled slightly. With these people, the case of the underground party prisoners being kidnapped and the police dormitory being attacked was solved.

With the methods used by the Military Control Commission, it won’t be long before the Japanese spies will cry and admit that they are members of the underground party.

As for the information about Nakano School, Hase and Hayashi Fuichiro will help the Military Control Commission collect it.

Walking out of the gate of the underground detention center, Zuo Chong stretched lazily. A bright moon quietly appeared in the sky, and the watery moonlight sprinkled on every corner of the mountain city, pointing the way for those returning home at night.

On the banks of the Jialing River, Peng Tianjue led the captured personnel onto a steamer. The captain, wearing a Guojun naval uniform, shook hands with everyone who passed by.

"Comrades, I have been waiting for you for a long time. Let's set off immediately. Someone will meet us on the other side."

The captain's tone was excited. He had been lurking for so many years and was extremely excited to be entrusted with such an important task when he was awakened for the first time.

Suddenly, Peng Tianjue turned around and looked towards a corner of the city, as if he had discovered something. Old K, who also seemed to have sensed something, smiled, took a few steps back and disappeared into the darkness.

In the intensive care unit of the Central Hospital, Xu Enzeng was lying on the bed, staring at an enamel clock with a very depressed expression.

Under the same night sky, everyone has different experiences, good or bad. For example, the expeditionary force that is hiding in Yunnan Province is not in a good situation.

After someone's "face-to-face instructions", the remnants of the expeditionary force that were originally preparing to counterattack Tengchong and Longling were defeated by the Japanese, and even the Nujiang defense line was almost lost.

Perhaps in order to shirk responsibility, the Expeditionary Army Political Training Department reported to the Military Affairs Office that the current failure was related to Japanese spies in the army.

Someone was furious when he heard the news and remembered the last conversation on the plane. He immediately appointed Zuo Chong as deputy director of the Political Training Department, responsible for front-line counterintelligence work.

On the third day after receiving the order, Zuo Zhong led two elite troops to fly to Baoshan, the expeditionary force’s base.

On the plane, he looked down through the window at the approaching colorful clouds in the south and pondered a problem.

Since the Japanese spies were capable of obtaining a large amount of top-secret intelligence, their location must be very critical. Why didn't they attack the headquarters during or after the war?

Playing the long game to catch the big fish? Not likely.

If it weren't for the British causing trouble, the Japanese would not have had much of an advantage in Burma, and the Japs would not have used the decapitation tactic.

Zuo Zhong had a hunch that if they figured out this problem, they would not be far from being Japanese spies.

(Next episode: Walking in the army②)

① Readers always ask what tactics are. It means holding the grenade in your hand for a certain period of time and then throwing it out.

② Given Zuo Zhong's background and title, what kind of official would he be in ancient times? The deputy governor of the Jinyiwei in the Ming Dynasty? The general of the Zuo Qianniuwei in the Tang Dynasty.

Or a title similar to that of Fei Yanggu in 1900? Yellow-bordered, the first-class guard of the Shangyu Reserve Office (deputy of the Sticking Rod Office), and the first-class guard of the Yiweihu (the attendant room), awarded with a yellow jacket, definitely not the second-in-command of the East Factory.