Agents of the Republic of China

The content of Dai Li's letter is very simple. Regarding the reconstruction of Nanjing Railway Station, he will hand over all matters to Lin Xiaotang, and the military command will fully support it. Considering the special nature of Nanjing, he will send a cadre to guide and assist Lin Xiaotang in completing the reconstruction. Work made Nanjing Station a poisonous thorn buried in the enemy's heart.Of course, in the letter, Dai Li also pointedly pointed out the importance he attached to Lin Xiaotang. Regarding the next step of cooperation between the two parties, he would send someone to contact Lin Xiaotang later. The purpose was well known to both parties, so there was no need to explain it.

After reading the letter, Lin Xiaotang immediately burned it, and asked Liu Chengfeng to bring back a message to Wang Tianmu, "The letter has been received, and we will leave for Nanjing soon!"

After sending Liu Chengfeng away, Lin Xiaotang suddenly felt a lot lighter all over his body, as if the days of running around and going through life and death were all worthwhile.Dai Li is a smart person, and he can immediately understand the deep meaning of Lin Xiaotang's goodwill signal, not to mention that this cooperation is beneficial to him without any harm. The only possible variable is that he doesn't know Lin Xiaotang too well. .

In other words, after the reconstruction of Nanjing Railway Station, Dai Li must have the idea of ​​reaping profits, but Lin Xiaotang is not a fool. He has done such things as making wedding dresses for others once, and he will never do it again.From this point of view, Lin Xiaotang should really be "grateful" to Yuan Jianfeng.

Shanghai has been calm for the past few days, Zhang Xiaolin's series of actions are all carried out in secret, and the market is still Guotai Min'an.Early the next morning, Lin Xiaotang issued an order to attack Zhang Xiaolin's transportation channel with all his strength through the communication channel arranged in advance by the Dragon King.He firmly believed that within a week, the whole of Shanghai would be in chaos. Of course, this was limited to the underground world.

Within three days, the things that Lin Xiaotang ordered Guo Zhui and Lin Huaibu to do began to take shape one after another.In view of the great difference in strength between Zhang Xiaolin and Zhang Xiaolin, the counterattack plan formulated by Lin Xiaotang highlighted the words "fast, accurate, and ruthless". His life, but at least let him feel the mortal threat, and never dare to act rashly.

For this reason, Lin Xiaotang and two brothers who knew lathe technology hid in a small factory under the name of Wan Molin, and after two days of tinkering, the required mobile equipment was finally completed.

On the tenth day of the first lunar month, Shanghai is still immersed in the festive atmosphere. Although it is getting late, splendid fireworks burst out from time to time over the city, and the sound of firecrackers continues day and night.

Lujiashiqiao in the south of the French Concession is the intersection of the French Concession and the Public Concession. The south of the bridge belongs to the public concession, and the north of the bridge is the jurisdiction of the French Concession. Scattered and dilapidated bungalows, the residents here do not belong to the jurisdiction of any region. For them, Shanghai is close at hand but far away.

Zhang Xiaolin chose this unconcerned place as his storage place for tobacco, opium and ammunition.

The warehouse is just to the north of Lujiashiqiao, a large open area away from the slums. It used to be the location of Shanghai Xinsheng Textile Factory, but it was stolen by Zhang Xiaolin ingeniously, but it was not good at managing it. Later, it was simply converted into a warehouse. Anyway, the factory here is idle. It is also idle.Zhang Xiaolin arranged 50 guards here, and since it was only a 5-minute drive from the central arresting house of the public concession and the Huisi arresting house of the French Concession, Zhang Xiaolin believed that it was safe to store the goods here.

The guards had to stick to their posts during the Spring Festival. Naturally, they were full of complaints, but at least the boss prepared good wine and food, and let the big guys take shifts to rest, which finally appeased their dissatisfaction.

After arranging the night shift, the head guard finally breathed a sigh of relief. Just as he was about to go to sleep, he heard the sound of "Puff" outside, followed by a few dull groans.He jumped up from the bed in a jerk, drew his gun and ran outside, and bumped into one of his subordinates, "Brother, it's not good, there was a sneak attack, and several brothers who were patrolling outside were killed!"

The leader hurriedly called his subordinates in the warehouse to stand up and guard, while he hurriedly picked up the phone receiver and quickly dialed the number of the central police station in the public concession.

"Hello! Is it a patrol room? This is Xinsheng Textile Factory. We have been attacked here. You..."

Before he finished speaking, the police station over there hung up the phone as if avoiding the plague god.

The boss was sweating anxiously, and hurriedly dialed the arrest house of Huisi in the French Concession. The other party agreed this time very happily, but just said a word, which almost made the boss collapse on the ground, "No problem, we will hurry up." In the past, it only took about an hour, but today there are many people on the street and traffic jams!"

Listening to the busy tone on the phone, the leader's back was covered in cold sweat.He hurriedly called Zhang Xiaolin's mansion again.But before the call was made, there was no sound from the phone. It was obvious that the phone line had been cut off.

At this time, Lin Xiaotang had already thrown the kar98 sniper rifle equipped with a silencer designed by himself to Lin Huaibu. He killed all the patrolling people outside just now. Originally, the job of a sniper was very suitable. Huoyan, but he is still recovering from his injuries, but Lin Xiaotang has no choice but to go into battle himself.

Lin Huaibu took the sniper rifle, his eyes lit up immediately, and he fondled it up and down, as if an old pervert suddenly saw a beautiful woman who threw himself into his arms.Lin Xiaotang rolled his eyes at him, "Be careful, this guy is precious, and bullets are even more valuable, so don't shoot secretly!"

Lin Huaibu smiled obsequiously, and stretched out two fingers, "Boss, just shoot twice!"

Lin Xiaotang punched him in the chest angrily, "As you said, just shoot twice, if the two shots miss the target, don't worry about my baby from now on!"

Lin Huaibu saluted the army, "Just watch!"

Losing all foreign aid and contact channels, the leader was desperate, so he had to direct his subordinates to do their best to block the attack of Lin Xiaotang and others.At this time, firecrackers suddenly exploded in the slums, and the deafening sound resounded through the sky, completely covering all the sounds from the factory.

The best weapons in the hands of the guards were the [-]-style rifles. Facing the professional soldiers under Lin Xiaotang who were equipped with automatic weapons, they were no match at all. After a while, most of them were wiped out. The momentum was wrong, so he quickly dropped his weapon and surrendered.The boss was shot in the head by Lin Huaibu, and he couldn't die anymore

Lin Xiaotang ordered his subordinates to drag the corpses out of the warehouse, and tied all those who surrendered to the trees outside the warehouse. Everyone was tied tightly, and a rag was stuffed in their mouths.After carefully counting the items in the warehouse, Lin Xiaotang and the others gasped.

These two warehouses are actually full of boxes of opium and tobacco. After a rough calculation, the estimated value is around 300 million, and there are a few boxes of arms, but the quality is not very good, and they are all obsolete models. , Lin Xiaotang looked at it, and ordered his men to carry a box of American-made grenades into the car.

Guo Zhui looked at Lin Xiaotang with the gasoline can, "Boss, is this really going to be burned? This is real money!"

Lin Xiaotang gritted his teeth, "What else can I do if I don't burn it? Take it away? How can there be so much time? If you hold this thing in your hand, it will be a disaster sooner or later. Burn it clean so as not to harm others. By the way, remember to take out two boxes. Put it in a conspicuous position, the patrol room has helped so much, we have to say no!"

The sparks in Lin Xiaotang's hand flew out and landed on the wooden box covered in gasoline. The flames were like a giant dragon escaped from distress, occupying the warehouse in an instant.At this time, the sound of firecrackers in the direction of the slums gradually stopped, leaving only this growing flame in the darkness, illuminating the black sky.

At the same time, Ma Qixiang appeared in the Huizhong Hotel on the Bund. He was wearing a dark suit and had two beards stuck to his mouth. He was sitting leisurely on the sofa in the lobby, holding a newspaper in his hand, but his eyes flicked to the door from time to time. direction.

When the clock struck eleven o'clock in the middle of the night, Ma Qixiang's eyes lit up suddenly. Five people entered the gate. In the middle was a bald middle-aged man hugging a coquettish woman in a cheongsam. His footsteps were a bit flimsy. A little drunk, the two laughed as if no one was there, surrounded by three bodyguards.

Ma Qixiang gave a wink to a waiter at the entrance of the corridor not far away, the waiter understood, turned around and ran upstairs.

The bald middle-aged man walked to the elevator with his arms around the coquettish woman. Three bodyguards guarded the left and right sides, and one stood in front of the bald middle-aged man waiting for the elevator.

Two minutes later, the elevator reached the first floor. The bodyguard opened the elevator door to escort the bald middle-aged man into the elevator. Other guests also wanted to go up, but they were barbarically blocked by the last two bodyguards who entered.

The elevator was slowly going up, and a big hand of the bald middle-aged man had already reached into the woman's cheongsam unscrupulously, but what attracted the woman was a coquettish smile.The bodyguards smiled at each other.

The elevator stopped on the fifth floor. Before the bodyguard opened the door, two men in black suddenly appeared in front of the door. With cold eyes, they raised a pistol with a silencer in their hands, and fired expressionlessly.

The muzzle of the gun flickered frequently, and blood spattered everywhere.

At the same time, in the large bathing pool on Haig Road in the French Concession, the fat man twisted his huge and fat body, greeted the bath guy, and came out of the bath room humming a ditty. Glittering in the dim light, the lenses were a bit hazy from the steam.

Fatty Shen jumped into the bath with the highest water temperature on his own, and immediately groaned comfortably.It was almost midnight, and there were no other guests in the bath, but in another bath behind Fatty Shen, there was a guest lying against the wall of the bath, with a white towel covering his face, as if he was dozing off, the entrance of the bathing hall , two people were standing, with towels wrapped around their waists, guns on their backs, and cigarettes in their hands, chatting.

Suddenly, there was a noise from outside the bathroom, waking up the man covered with a white towel. He raised his head, took off the towel, raised his chin at the two people at the door with a worried face, and signaled them to go out and have a look.

But after a long while, the two of them still didn't turn around, the man was a little surprised, then he stood up and wanted to go out, Fatty Shen also turned around at this moment, and smiled at the man, "Five in long shirt, don't come here without any problems! "

The man saw Fatty Shen's face clearly, and immediately exclaimed, "Glasses!" After saying that, he immediately went to grab his holster by the side of the bathtub.

Fatty Shen didn't move at all, raised his left eyebrow, and the lens fell, he reached out to catch it, wiped it with his finger, raised his hand, and the lens shot out with a cold light.

As if struck by lightning, the man stood frozen in the bath, holding the holster in his hand, and kept making "hoo hoo" sounds.

The lens was embedded in his throat impressively.

Fatty Shen jumped out of the bath, walked to his side, stretched out his hand to pull out the lens, blood spurted out, Fatty Shen pushed lightly, and the man's body immediately fell into the bathtub.

Fatty Shen wiped off the blood on the lens with clean water, looked back at the floating corpse contemptuously, and strode out of the bathroom.