My spy diary

Chapter 623 Gunfight (Seeking monthly votes)

Just as Dai Chunfeng was about to empty all his bullets and fight the Japanese invaders to the death, a motorcycle suddenly fell from the sky, its submachine gun spitting fire and instantly taking down a group of Japanese soldiers.

This person was none other than Zhang Yi, who arrived at lightning speed.

Zhang Yi positioned his motorcycle horizontally in front of the Japanese squad, raising a gust of sand that blinded the Japanese soldiers, displaying an imposing aura of one man holding off ten thousand.

He was wearing a steel helmet, holding a gun in both hands. Taking advantage of the sandstorm, he fired with both hands, taking down a group of Japanese soldiers one by one, as if he were possessed by a god of war.

Lieutenant Jia's eyes lit up: "Mr. Dai, a savior has arrived!"

Seeing the motorcycle fall from the sky, Dai Chunfeng was overjoyed and kept saying, "We're saved, we're saved!" But secretly he gripped his pistol tightly. With his life hanging by a thread, he was naturally surprised and delighted to have a savior fall from the sky. But who knew which side the other party was on?
If it wasn't a Red Party guerrilla force, then it would be like escaping from one wolf's den only to fall into another, so he dared not be careless in the slightest.

Lieutenant Jia was unaware of his true thoughts, and Director Gong was even less likely to know. Thus, one of them gripped his pistol tightly, ready to rush out and fight alongside the newcomer, launching a counterattack. The other man scrambled to his feet, trembling as he drew his pistol, displaying a desperate, do-or-die attitude, completely forgetting that he hadn't even disengaged the safety.

Just as Dai Chunfeng was about to speak, a shout from the motorcycle owner suddenly came from afar:
"How is Mr. Shen Peilin from the mountain city?"

Dai Chunfeng was taken aback.

The motorcyclist's voice continued to call out: "Mr. Shen Peilin from the mountain city!"

"It's Zhang Yi." Dai Chunfeng was overjoyed. Although he was suspicious of how Zhang Yi knew he was ambushed, he didn't have time to think about it. He used the slope as cover, carefully poked his head out, and pulled the trigger. One of the Japanese soldiers in the lead fell to the ground.

Lieutenant Jia seized the opportunity, firing two shots while rolling to the ground and lying prone. He then fired several more shots simultaneously. His marksmanship was extremely accurate, with every shot hitting its mark, and he took down several more Japanese soldiers.

Zhang Yi's unexpected attack caught all the Japanese soldiers off guard. Seven or eight Japanese soldiers on one side of the road were quickly killed. Dai Chunfeng and his men, who had been hiding behind the bunker, also launched a counterattack and killed several of them. Encouraged by this, the stragglers who had been running around like headless flies also began to fight back under the stern orders of Cao Jihua and He Qiyi.

A hail of bullets whizzed past his ears, and Shibahara Heishiro's expression changed drastically. His facial muscles twitched as he looked at the few people in front of him. He clenched his fists and cursed "bastard" in Japanese. He was about to succeed in capturing the famous "King of Spies" Dai Chunfeng and avenge his near-total annihilation in the last "heart-digging operation." But then, a Cheng Yaojin appeared out of nowhere, almost ruining the entire plan.

With a murderous look on his face, he said to Kuroda Nobunaga beside him, "I'll fire to lure this man away and find a way to kill him. You organize the attack. Use whatever means necessary to capture Dai Yunong as soon as possible, dead or alive."

In his view, as long as he takes down this annoying motorcyclist and organizes an effective counterattack, then Dai Chunfeng, hiding behind the cover, will be like a bird in a cage.

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Kuroda Nobunaga, who was sweating profusely as he changed his magazine:
"Si Lang, since things have changed, isn't there a Chinese saying, 'Where there's life, there's hope'?"

He was now distracted and had no will to fight.

"Baka! Kuroda Nobunaga, are you going to desert? Organize a counterattack immediately, that's an order!" Shibahara Heishiro said sternly.

"Shibahara Hei-kun, there's no time to lose. If we delay any longer, we'll miss our flight. We must evacuate immediately and get to the rendezvous point. Otherwise, not only will the mission fail, but we'll all perish!"

"Baka! I am in charge of this operation. I will obey orders. At worst, I will die on the battlefield to serve the Emperor."

"But."

"Sacrifice the individual for the greater good! This is a principle! Kuroda-kun, don't forget your promise to Chief Watanabe!"

Amidst the whistling of bullets, Shibahara Heishiro nearly screamed himself hoarse. Kuroda Nobunaga fell silent. The enemy's submachine gun fire was too intense. He knew they had to make a choice in a matter of seconds.

As Shibahara Heishiro threw a grenade and rolled off the ground, Kuroda Nobunaga gritted his teeth and pulled the trigger, ordering his soldiers to open fire.

Amidst the hail of bullets, Zhang Yi drove his motorcycle directly into Dai Chunfeng's hiding place. He tilted the motorcycle and grabbed Dai Chunfeng:

"Director, get in the car quickly!"

Dai Chunfeng braced himself and climbed onto the car. Seeing this, Director Gong hurriedly ran over, wanting to get in as well.
"Brother, don't forget me!"

Dai Chunfeng's face was ashen; he wished he could kick him to the ground. The American Harley-Davidson looked spacious, but how could three people ride it, let alone fight? After all, he was his trusted confidant. Dai Chunfeng hesitated for a moment, then looked at Zhang Yi:

"Yunyi, can you do it?"

Zhang Yi cursed Dai Chunfeng inwardly for being cunning. What kind of time was this to be pretending to be a good person? But in front of Director Gong, he couldn't directly refuse, otherwise he would be seen as abandoning someone in distress and needlessly making an enemy. So he said:

"Don't worry, Director Gong. I'll take Boss Dai out first, and then I'll come to rescue you right away. The soldiers have already organized an effective counterattack and will be able to repel the enemy soon."

Director Gong was already terrified and couldn't hear anything more. He hurriedly grabbed Dai Chunfeng's leg:
"Boss Dai, say something."

Dai Chunfeng snorted coldly and raised one foot. Just then, a spark flashed in the darkness. Zhang Yi couldn't dodge in time and was shot in the shoulder, blood gushing out.

Upon hearing the gunshot, Director Gong quickly shrank back and hid behind cover, still shaken.

"Useless!" Dai Chunfeng sneered, ignoring him completely, and patted Zhang Yi on the shoulder:

"Come on!"

"Director Gong, this is not my fault." Zhang Yi sighed inwardly. The sight of blood ignited his fighting spirit. He twisted the throttle sharply, and the motorcycle lurched forward, firing several more bullets with incredible speed. His eyes widened as if they were about to burst out of their sockets. In the darkness, the man let out a muffled groan and fell to the ground.

"Shibahara Hei-kun!" A furious roar came from the darkness, followed by a burst of gunfire. Zhang Yi dodged and weaved through the hail of bullets, firing a series of bullets in the direction of the sound, accompanied by screams of agony.

Seeing this, Dai Chunfeng applauded enthusiastically, peeking out to fire a shot while patting Zhang Yi on the shoulder with a hearty laugh:

"Charge! Kill them all!" Zhang Yi grunted, discarding his empty submachine gun. With one hand twisting the throttle and the other gripping the pistol tightly, he calculated precisely as the motorcycle roared forward, hitting several Japanese soldiers prone on the ground. With his final shot, he timed his attack perfectly. As the motorcycle sped past, he ducked low, tilting the gun at an angle. "Bang!" Two soldiers fell to the ground, both blown off in the head.

"Well done, Yunyi!" Dai Chunfeng laughed heartily.

However, at that moment, a dark figure suddenly stood up from the ground; it was Kuroda Nobunaga.

His face was covered in blood, and he was all alone. As he watched the soldiers around him fall one by one, his eyes turned bloodshot. He suddenly pulled the pins of the two grenades hanging from his waist and rushed towards Zhang Yi and Dai Chunfeng's backs like a madman.

The motorcycle hadn't turned around yet, and the two men were completely unaware, when a Nationalist soldier in the distance started yelling like a madman:

"Grenade! Grenade!"

When Dai Chunfeng turned around, his face was ashen.

It truly proves the saying: "One thought can fill you with boundless ambition, while another can extinguish all your hopes."

At this critical moment, Zhang Yi's expression hardened, he gritted his teeth, lightly pressed the handlebars, and turned the car around. The rear wheel drew a short and sharp arc on the ground, and the car screeched as it spun around the corner like a nimble fish. Then, Zhang Yi shouted, "Chief, jump out of the car!" and threw his empty pistol.

boom---
As soon as Dai Chunfeng landed, a burst of fire suddenly appeared in mid-air, followed by a loud explosion. Smoke filled the air, and rocks fell from the mountainside.

The ground was littered with debris after the explosion. Gunfire erupted from the direction the soldier had been shouting, followed by a continuous barrage of gunfire.

Flashlights shone from several directions along the highway, and the surviving soldiers looked at each other with lingering fear.

The panicked and pale-faced Deputy Officer Jia rushed over, followed by Cao Jihua and He Qiyi, who were being helped up by soldiers. After searching for a long time, they finally found Dai Chunfeng on the edge of the road and helped him up, who was covered in dust.

Dai Chunfeng got up, his face pale. He touched his stinging cheek, looked around, and asked loudly:
Where is Zhang Yiren?

He was met with silence.

Seeing no one answer, he shouted, "Where's Zhang Yiren? Was he killed in the bombing?"

There was still no answer; an eerie silence reigned.

Dai Chunfeng panicked completely. He roared, "What are you standing there for? Hurry up and start searching!"

Meanwhile, at the Japanese special agency in Hangzhou, the phone in Watanabe Ichiro's office rang incessantly.

Watanabe Ichiro picked up the phone, and after hearing what was said on the other end, he froze:
"What did you say? They didn't go to the evacuation point?"

After hanging up the phone, his face was extremely gloomy. He clenched his fist, slammed it on the table, and cursed "bastard" a few times in Japanese. Without a doubt, the mission had failed.

His murderous aura made his assistant, Hideki Sato, who was standing to the side, turn pale and quickly lower his head.

He stared blankly for a while, then looked up at Sato Hideki and made a fierce killing gesture:
"Since things have changed, let Dai Yunong return home safely—but don't let him get too excited. Tonight, send him a few special gifts. You take care of it. Not only for Shoehead and his family, but also notify the Shanghai Special Higher Police and the Mei Agency, and have them work together to wipe out the entire Second District of the General Staff in Shanghai!"

After being shot, Zhang Yi lost consciousness. He didn't know that soldiers had dug him out of the rubble, nor that eight soldiers had taken turns using a makeshift stretcher to rush him 60 miles, exhausting themselves and becoming dehydrated, before finally getting him to Jiangshan County. He also didn't know that as soon as he reached the outskirts of Shancheng County, an ambulance sped away with him.

When he finally woke up in a daze, he saw a chubby, fair-skinned Japanese doctor standing in front of his bed, wearing round-framed glasses and speaking broken Chinese with the nurse. He thought he had fallen into the hands of the Japanese, so he had to close his eyes again and swallow the question he most wanted to ask.

For the rest of the day, Zhang Yi lay on the operating table. He woke up from the anesthesia again and again, only to be anesthetized once more.

In a daze, he saw the Japanese doctor bring in another blond, blue-eyed foreigner with a Red Cross badge around his neck. The two argued loudly, their voices colliding and buzzing throughout the room. Zhang Yi vaguely heard words like "shrapnel" and "risk," but his head was throbbing and buzzing. When he tried to listen again, an overwhelming drowsiness washed over him, drowning out his consciousness.

Zhang Yi only realized after he fully regained consciousness that, fortunately, he was wearing an M35 steel helmet issued by the Nationalist Army, and his head was unharmed. This type of helmet, which was imported in small quantities in the early stages of the War of Resistance against Japan, was made of 1.2 mm thick molybdenum steel and could withstand close-range pistol bullets and long-range stray bullets, but it was completely ineffective against bullets from rifles, machine guns, and other direct-fire weapons.

In addition to two bullet wounds, he was hit by three shrapnel wounds from grenades, one of which penetrated near his heart. Had it been any closer, he might have been dead.

“Zhang Yisang, you are really too lucky.” Through conversation, he learned that the Japanese doctor in front of him was a Japanese prisoner of war urgently recruited by Dai Chunfeng from the Third War Zone. His name was Yamazaki Hiroshi. He was currently in the war zone hospital, and it was he and Hans Müller from the church hospital who performed the surgery on him.

According to Hiroshi Yamazaki, he was not captured, but during the invasion of China, he witnessed numerous atrocities committed by the Japanese army, such as snatching children from women's arms and brutally murdering them. This made him deeply disgusted by the atrocities committed by the Japanese army. So, taking advantage of the sentries being asleep at night, he secretly ran away from the military camp and began his life as a fugitive. During his escape, he was captured by the Nationalist army. Seeing that he knew medicine, they kept him. He himself decided to stay and use his medical skills to save lives and heal the wounded to atone for his sins.

After saying this, Yamazaki Hiroshi lowered his chubby head and stood straight in front of Zhang Yi's sickbed, as if in repentance.

The timely appearance of Lieutenant Jia broke the silence. His head and arms were wrapped tightly in gauze, making him look like a dumpling. He spoke palely:
"Director Zhang, you're finally awake!"

Where is Boss Dai?

"The boss is visiting District Chief Jiang next door." Deputy Jia sighed and explained that on the very night they wiped out the Japanese spies lying in ambush, the Japanese special agents in Hangzhou and Shanghai launched a joint operation, not only brutally murdering the arrested Kuomintang agents such as Xie Tou and their families, but also launching a surprise attack on Shanghai's Second District.

District Chief Jiang Shaomo and his men were caught off guard, and with an inside traitor colluding with them, almost the entire force was wiped out. Jiang Shaomo managed to fight his way out thanks to the desperate protection of his guards, but he was also stabbed in the head with a bayonet and nearly lost his life.

Zhang Yi was deeply moved and was about to say something when he saw Deputy Officer Jia slap his forehead:
"I almost forgot, Miss Shen is still outside!"

He called out to the outside, and the next moment, Shen Ruozhu walked in, stunned.

(End of this chapter)