Agents of the Republic of China

On a winter morning in Shanghai, the sky is bright early. After experiencing the turmoil of changing owners in the concession, the leisurely Shanghainese are even more reluctant to get up early to face the cold faces and bayonets of the Japanese, so they would rather hide at home and minimize their visits By chance, I moved the toilet to the front of the door early in the morning, and went back to sleep again.The bell at the customs had already rang seven times, but there were still not many pedestrians on the street. Even the sanitation workers from the Concession Sanitation Bureau were lazily hiding in the corners of the alleys. I ran out and waved the broom a few times, and when the figure disappeared, I went back to the corner again.

At this moment, a truck with a thick iron sheet drove out from the back door of the customs and headed for the Bund, accompanied by a black car at the front and rear.This is a batch of "trophies" scavenged by Yazawa Shinichi's special military police in the Jiangsu and Zhejiang areas, including rare books, calligraphy and paintings, jewelry, etc., and has arrived in Shanghai under the escort of the special military police. Bank vaults, shipped back to Japan at an optional time.Since it is already on the ground in Shanghai, the escort is far behind the last gold shipment in Suzhou.

Zhang Zhenguo hid himself on the roof of a residential building with a few of his men, and watched the three cars gradually driving up the North Sichuan Road. When Mian and others nodded, Jin Mian's sweaty cheeks twitched, and then he waved to the people around him, "Do it!"

At the intersection, three cars were preparing to go straight at a moderate speed. Unexpectedly, a car rushed out of the side road, and the three cars suddenly braked suddenly. Before the people in the car could react, they rushed out. The muzzles of several submachine guns stretched out from the leading car, and fired at the leading car, blood spattered all over the glass of the car.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the truck driver turned the steering wheel in a hurry, stepped up the accelerator and rushed into a not-so-wide street on the right, followed by the car behind him.

Zhang Zhenguo slapped his thigh, "How did it happen? Didn't you mean forcing the parking team to kill everyone and drive the truck away? Why only one car came out, and the others?"

He hurriedly looked at Jin Mian downstairs, and only then remembered that in addition to recruiting manpower and planning operations, Jin Mian also had to undertake the task of unlocking the lock in the second plan.

Zhang Zhenguo's mind was spinning rapidly, the car drove into an unexpected street, and this place became a blind spot for observation. Thinking of Wu Sibao's cruelty and ruthlessness, Zhang Zhenguo shivered, and beckoned his men to go downstairs and run towards that street .

The truck drove into a fork, and after walking not far, it was discovered that the front intersection was tightly blocked by the rear of an oversized truck. Zhong poked his head out, trying to say hello to the car behind him, stop and turn around.

But just as he stretched out his head, before he had time to shout, a black figure jumped out from the cabin of the iron pickup truck, grabbed him by the neck, threw him out of the cabin, and hit his head directly against the wall on the side of the road. Immediately the ** burst.

Hei Ying quickly jumped into the carriage. Seeing that the situation was not good, the driver pulled out the pistol on his waist and wanted to shoot. The knife in Hei Ying's hand flashed, and the driver's right hand was instantly separated from his body. Before the driver screamed, the cold The blade pierced into his body against his ribs, and his heart was smashed to pieces by the blade. Immediately afterwards, the black shadow kicked the driver out of the car.

Hei Ying took the driver's seat, closed the car door, stepped up the accelerator and rushed forward. The car behind saw the driver and the co-pilot being thrown out of the car one after another, and immediately slammed on the brakes to stop.

The iron pickup truck rushed forward at a constant speed, but the large truck blocking the entrance of the street suddenly opened the rear compartment, and several men ran out of the compartment at the same time, and pulled down two iron plates.

The iron pickup truck went straight into the truck compartment. The men retracted the iron plates and locked the truck compartment. When the truck started, steaming white gas was released from the exhaust pipe, blowing up the dust on the ground, and it ran away in an instant.

At this time, the car that was behind stopped at the spot in a daze, and didn't realize it for a while, but the car behind still chased after it. Several people together with guns cornered the four escorts of the special gendarmerie in the car.

At this time, Zhang Zhenguo ran up with four of his men panting, and saw that Jin Mian was out of breath, but there were still Japanese unsolved, so he had to order the Japanese to throw out their guns with a livid face.

The four Japanese obediently handed over the guns to the masked men brought by Jin Mian, and obediently got out of the car.

Without saying a word, Zhang Zhenguo took the gun in his hand and shot everyone in the chest.

Then, walking in front of Jin Mian with a tiger's face, he raised his hand and said with a big mouth, "Bastard, why didn't you follow the plan?"

But immediately, Zhang Zhenguo felt something strange, and there was a movement behind him. He turned around and saw that several of his subordinates were firmly restrained, and they fired their guns.

"What do you want to do?" Zhang Zhenguo sensed something was wrong, and his voice became trembling.

At this time, a tin pickup truck drove in backwards at the entrance of the street, and slowly backed up to a place ten meters away from Jin Mian and others.

A young man got out of the car, leaned against the side of the car, and shouted at Jin Mian: "Why are you in a daze, don't do anything!"

Zhang Zhenguo was taken aback, he vaguely felt that the young man in front of him looked familiar, but he couldn't remember it.

Suddenly gunshots sounded in the ear, followed by a few muffled groans, several of Zhang Zhenguo's men fell into a pool of blood.

Jin Mian took the pistol discarded by the Japanese and pressed it against Zhang Zhenguo's chest. His hands trembled a little, but a murderous intent flashed in his eyes. "Don't blame me, I don't want to die for no apparent reason!"

After the gunshot rang out, Zhang Zhenguo opened his eyes wide, but suddenly remembered the identity of the young man. He was Lin Xiaotang's right-hand man, who seemed to be called Huoyan.

Zhang Zhenguo fell to the ground helplessly, with an incredulous expression on his face, Jin Mian took a step forward, and shot him twice in the chest.

At this time, the whistles in the surrounding streets were loud.

A man next to him took Jin Mian's pistol, wiped it clean with a sweat towel and put it in the hands of a Japanese.

Jin Mian followed them and Huoyan, and boarded an inconspicuous truck with a carriage outside the street in a daze.After getting into the car, Huoyan lightly picked up a square box and pressed a button on it, and there was an earth-shattering explosion sound from the street just next door.

When the car was moving, due to the high speed, the interior of the car was very bumpy. After a while, Jin Mian showed some signs of retching. Huoyan was prepared and ordered his subordinates to take a tin bucket. Jin Mian vomited some water. It's just a little more comfortable.

But Huo Yan's words sent him into hell immediately, his whole body was cold.

"Yuan Jianfeng made a deal with Boss Lin, and the only request he made was to turn you into a dead man!"

Jin Mian wanted to cry, but there were no tears, his lips were trembling, and he couldn't even say a word.

Huo Yan smiled and patted him on the shoulder, "Don't be nervous, Boss Lin is not the kind of person who crosses rivers and demolishes bridges. Your substitute has already been found for you. It's just a dead body anyway. It's very easy for us. Boss Lin I have arranged everything for you, go to Beiping to hide for a while, and there will be a place where you can be used in the future, how about it, would you like to go?"

In an instant, Jin Mian returned to the world from hell, and the ordinary faces with some mocking expressions in front of him seemed very kind to him. nod.

Huoyan handed him a document bag, "Boss Lin gave it to you. It contains the train ticket and your new identity. We will send you out of Shanghai right away!"

"Shanghai!" Jin Mian chanted the name that he loved and hated, seeing the familiar street scene flashing through the gaps in the carriage, with mixed emotions in his heart, "I will definitely come back, for everything he has done to me , I must come back too!"

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The streets were filled with a burning smell, and there were blackened traces everywhere on the road and walls, showing how violent the explosion was just now.

The truck that hit the thick iron sheet was blown to pieces, and the raging flames that rose into the air burned for an hour. Everything on the truck became a charred wreck that could no longer be identified.

Only a dozen or so bodies remained at the scene, and gendarmerie professionals scoured the streets for clues.

Sasaki covered his nose and walked to the inspector's side. The inspector turned his head and stood up quickly to salute.Sasaki waved his hand, "How is the scene, can we find any clues?"

"These people are very professional, and none of them are alive. There are only so many things in the open. Others..." The inspector shook his head, "I can't find anything! Only some of the wreckage left in the truck and burned can be confirmed. It’s some books, jewelry, etc., but it’s burned so badly that you can’t even see the quality!”

Another inspector next to him replied: "We have also inspected the footprints and fingerprints at the scene. After all, this is a street. There are too many unfamiliar footprints. The rest are left by these corpses. In addition, there are too many wheel marks. , Too complicated, IMHO, these are worthless. The other is the shell casings, the battle is very fierce, there are submachine guns and pistols, what can be preliminarily confirmed is that the bullets on our soldiers belong to different guns, but each of them There were bullets fired by this man, and it was fatal, I guess, after most of the soldiers had been subdued, and then he killed them."

The inspector pointed to Zhang Zhenguo's body.Added: "In the end, he was killed by another soldier! Both sides suffer!"

Another inspector took it over, "Judging from the traces at the scene, there were some things originally loaded on the car, but a small part of it was transferred. Because of the time constraints, the robbers didn't take much away, so the robbers didn't take much." There's so much wreckage left at the scene."

Just as he was talking, Yazawa Shinichi's subordinate Lin Shaozuo rushed over. Seeing his appearance, Sasaki was a little displeased. The two walked to a secluded place, and Sasaki asked in a questioning tone: "This is yours again. Goods?"

Lin Shaozuo smiled awkwardly, "This matter is confidential, sir, please understand the difficulty of being humble!"

Sasaki looked at the messy street, "It's a good thing now, it's all reduced to ashes!"

Lin Shaozuo looked at the scene, gritted his teeth and said: "These daring gangsters, I must catch them."

Sasaki smiled wryly, "You guys caused the trouble, you should ask Mr Yazawa what he meant. But before you leave, you'd better identify the corpse!"

Sasaki pointed to Zhang Zhenguo who lay quietly under the white cloth.