Spy War: I am the Living King of Hell

The next day, Yang Xuewu quietly came to the HSBC Headquarters Building. Looking at the security situation of the HSBC Headquarters Building, Yang Xuewu frowned deeply.

At this time, there were more than 200 Japanese soldiers guarding outside the HSBC headquarters building alone, not to mention inside, where the guarding would definitely be even stricter.

In fact, this is not difficult to understand. The HSBC Head Office Building is not only the seat of the Japanese government, but also a place where the Japanese looted money from Hong Kong Island is hidden. No matter how strict the security is, it is not excessive.

After observing for a while, Yang Xuewu felt that it was too dangerous to enter the HSBC Headquarters Building, but he soon had an idea. The money looted by the Japanese would not be kept in the HSBC Headquarters Building forever, they would definitely take it away.

It is indeed dangerous to try to break into the HSBC head office building to steal money, but if you steal money while the Japanese are transporting it, the danger will be greatly reduced.

After thinking of a countermeasure, Yang Xuewu kept watch near the HSBC headquarters building all day. One night a week later, Yang Xuewu spotted three large trucks arriving at the HSBC headquarters building.

When Yang Xuewu saw the big truck, he immediately became alert and stared intently at the actions of the Japanese devils.

Not long after, Yang Xuewu saw the Japanese soldiers carrying boxes and putting them on a large truck in the middle. Yang Xuewu counted them carefully and found that the Japanese soldiers had put more than a dozen boxes on the truck in total.

Yang Xuewu guessed that the things in the dozen or so boxes were most likely the money looted by the Japanese in Hong Kong Island, otherwise they would not have sent three large trucks to load the things in the middle of the night.

The Japanese acted so secretly, which clearly meant that the things in the box were very important to them. In the HSBC Head Office Building, apart from the money that the Japanese had looted, Yang Xuewu could not think of anything else that would be worthy of the Japanese mobilizing such a large force.

Not long after, when the Japanese had loaded all the boxes, Yang Xuewu saw fifty or sixty Japanese soldiers getting on the other two trucks. It was obvious that these Japanese soldiers were guards, specifically used to escort the dozen or so large boxes.

When the Japanese soldiers set off, Yang Xuewu immediately followed them on his bicycle. As they continued to move forward, Yang Xuewu discovered that the place these Japanese soldiers were going to was most likely the airport.

This further confirmed Yang Xuewu's judgment that these Japanese devils wanted to transport the money looted from the HSBC headquarters building back to Japan.

When the three trucks came to a bend, Yang Xuewu immediately increased the speed and took out a grenade from the space and held it in his hand.

"What's going on? There seems to be a noise outside?" asked a Japanese second lieutenant on the last truck.

"Let me take a look." One of the Japanese soldiers took out a flashlight, turned it on and shone it outside.

Soon, the Japanese soldier saw Yang Xuewu, but before he could say anything, he saw Yang Xuewu seemed to throw something into their carriage.

"What?" Hearing the sound, the Japanese second lieutenant who spoke just now looked at the thing thrown in.

Just when he saw a black object, a loud "bang" was heard in the carriage, and the Japanese second lieutenant was instantly blown to pieces.

After throwing the grenade out again, Yang Xuewu immediately took out another grenade from the space, quickly pulled out the pin, and threw it into the truck.

As the sound of the grenade exploded, the Japanese soldiers in the two cars in front also knew that something had happened.

"Major, do you want to stop?" asked the truck driver of the first truck.

"Baga, no need to stop, speed up, there must be no problems with the things in the second car."

"Hi." Upon hearing this, the truck driver stepped on the accelerator and drove forward. Seeing that the first truck not only did not stop but accelerated, the driver of the second truck naturally did the same.

Only the third truck stopped. They had no choice but to stop because only by stopping to stop the attackers could the first two trucks reach the airport smoothly. However, all the Japanese soldiers in the third truck were killed by Yang Xuewu, leaving only the four Japanese soldiers in the front cab.

Although they wanted to stop Yang Xuewu, it was easy for him to deal with four ordinary Japanese soldiers. Soon, these four Japanese soldiers became his victims.

After killing the four Japanese devils, Yang Xuewu quickly rode his bicycle to chase after them.

About three minutes later, Yang Xuewu caught up with the second truck.

At this time, the Japanese soldiers on the second truck were already prepared because they knew there might be pursuers behind them.

When they saw Yang Xuewu, the Japanese soldiers on the second truck shot at him without hesitation.

But there were only a few Japanese soldiers in the cab of the second truck, and the cabin was full of large boxes, so they could not pose any threat to Yang Xuewu. Soon, Yang Xuewu took advantage of a corner and successfully shot at the tire of the second truck.

After the tire was hit, the second truck had to stop even if it didn't want to.

When the major on the first truck learned that the second truck was forced to stop, he cursed and immediately asked the driver to stop.

After seeing both trucks stopped, Yang Xuewu showed joy on his face, and then took out a sniper rifle from the space.

In the dark night, Yang Xuewu, holding a sniper rifle, is like the god of death, specializing in harvesting heads.

As his gun continued to fire bullets, the Japanese soldiers fell one by one.

The Japanese soldiers' shooting skills were pretty good, so Yang Xuewu had to move after each shot, otherwise he would be suppressed by their firepower.

At this time, darkness became Yang Xuewu's best cover, because he could see the Japanese soldiers, but they could not see him.

In a way, it was an unequal battle for Yang Xuewu to fight a group of Japanese devils alone, but if the condition of night was added, then the Japanese devils would be at a disadvantage.

"Baga, attack." Seeing the Japanese soldiers around him falling one by one, the Japanese major could no longer bear it and planned to take the initiative to attack Yang Xuewu.

The Japanese major had a good idea, because if they continued like this, they would sooner or later be shot one by one by Yang Xuewu. If they took the initiative to attack, there might be a glimmer of hope.

But the Japanese could never have anticipated that Yang Xuewu had more than just a sniper rifle in his hands.

When Yang Xuewu saw the Japanese soldiers rushing towards him, he took out the light machine gun from the space.

"Da da da..." As the bullets from the light machine gun were fired, the Japanese soldiers rushing towards Yang Xuewu fell down immediately.

"Baga are on the way." Looking at the last three people by his side, the Japanese major was completely defeated.

"Come out, come out!" The Japanese lieutenant colonel drew out his command knife and shouted angrily in the direction of Yang Xuewu.

Hearing this, Yang Xuewu said nothing and continued to point his gun at the other three Japanese soldiers. Soon, the last three Japanese soldiers also became the dead souls under Yang Xuewu's gun. At this moment, he and the Japanese major were the only two living people at the scene. (End of this chapter)