The evil forces roaming the heavens

Chapter 1331 Zhang Cheng: "Who threw the grenade?"

On a moonlit night with few stars, the dilapidated temple was bustling with noise.

Suppressing his voice, Zhang Cheng searched his surroundings for anything useful.
Squatting in front of the stall, Zhang Cheng held out his hand and said, "This price! Give me the gun!"

"No, not enough! This is a rare gem, a water-based pearl, that's been on the battlefield and fought the Japanese!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng, the stall owner covered part of Mo Xinnagan with a cloth, his eyes filled with reluctance.

Hearing what the other person said, Zhang Cheng glanced around and said, "I'll add a little more, 150! Plus these bullets!"

Why are you buying a gun?

Looking at Zhang Cheng with suspicion, the stall owner asked, somewhat puzzled.
"I'm going into the mountains to hunt! Is that not allowed? Don't break the rules!"

Seeing the stall owner ask about his purpose, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but become serious.
Because he bought things from the black market, no one could ask him about them!

"Okay, one hundred and sixty, I'll take all of these!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng, the stall owner thought for a moment and finally decided on this price.

Zhang Cheng took the money out of his pocket and handed it to the other person.
After packing the Mosinagan into a cloth bag, Zhang Cheng walked outside, also buying a piece of venison weighing less than two pounds, which cost him four yuan.
After leaving the dilapidated temple, Zhang Cheng found a place to disassemble the Mosinagan. Looking at the somewhat worn chamber and the other parts inside, his lips twitched involuntarily.

The gun has some accuracy issues, but it's not a major problem.
Zhang Cheng considered himself to have gotten a good deal at that price, since while a Browning rifle was fine for hunting, it would be problematic against larger prey.

He might be able to pull out a dagger and force his way in, but he couldn't possibly take off his clothes before every hunt.
You have to understand, in this day and age, cloth ration coupons were a very troublesome thing.

The receipts collected throughout the year aren't even enough to make one set of clothes; for someone taller and stronger, it's even more of a problem.
Otherwise, there wouldn't be the saying, "Sew for three years, patch for three years, and then patch and mend for another three years!"

As for why Zhou Rong can dress so beautifully every day, you'd have to ask Cai Xiaoguang, that simp!
Humming a little tune, Zhang Cheng strolled leisurely along the road, preparing to go home.
In the days of rationing, a pound of pork cost around 76 cents, but there was a catch: you had to be able to buy it.
That's why Zhang Cheng wouldn't refuse four yuan's worth of venison, since this stuff is really hard to come by!
Eating meat when you can't afford it? You're lucky if you can fill your stomach with cornbread!
As Zhang Cheng walked towards the sign with the character "光" (light), he suddenly stopped and turned to look at a spot not far away.
He wasn't sure if it was just his imagination, but he had a feeling that something was off.

"Grenade, watch out!"

A roar rang out, and Zhang Cheng's eyes widened immediately.

Because it seemed like something round was falling from the sky and hurtling towards him.
"What the hell?"

With an incredulous look on his face, Zhang Cheng truly hadn't expected that someone would be playing with firecrackers in the middle of the night!
"boom!"

The violent explosion sent snow piled up on both sides of the road flying into the air.
Quickly dodging to the side, Zhang Cheng stood up abruptly, wiping the snowflakes off his face and exclaiming, "Who, who the hell threw that grenade!"

"bang bang bang"

Gunshots rang out like popping beans, and the once silent night instantly became lively.

Hiding in the corner, Zhang Cheng drew his Browning rifle with a backhand motion, then prepared to charge forward.
But the next second, Zhang Cheng slapped himself and said, "Wait, it doesn't make sense for me to be here in the middle of the night!"

Thinking of this, Zhang Cheng decided to lie low and wait until things were over before making any moves. Otherwise, if he suddenly rushed out like this, he would easily be mistaken for an "enemy"!

"Captain, Captain, are you alright, Captain!"

A roar erupted, and it was clear that the police officers who had launched the attack nearby had sustained injuries.

Seeing that they were blocked by the enemy with the courtyard, and hearing the sound of submachine guns coming from inside, Zhang Cheng immediately climbed onto the roof of the neighboring house, took out his water-based fire extinguisher, and aimed it.

The moment the battle began, the positions of both sides immediately came to mind.
"One at eight o'clock! Four more behind that, this is a den of enemy spies!" Watching the people burning the documents, Zhang Cheng took a deep breath and pulled the trigger.
"Oh!"

Gunfire erupted; the bullet pierced the wall and struck the assault soldier aiming outside.

"Pfft!"

Blood splattered all over the ground, and the other person collapsed to the ground.
Stunned by what they saw, the people in the courtyard immediately roared, "Sniper! Take cover! Take cover!"

However, before he could finish speaking, Zhang Cheng pulled the trigger again, shattering his shoulder.

It wasn't that Zhang Cheng didn't want to aim for their heads, but rather that these people were still useful alive, and he couldn't kill them all.
"The bullets came from the south!"

When one of the team members was hit again, the enemy agents reacted immediately with increased agility.

Watching them swiftly dodge, Zhang Cheng, carrying Mosinagan, moved rapidly across the rooftop.

"Oh!"

The sound of bullets rang out, and the person who had just been hiding behind the house collapsed to the ground, coughing up blood.

"Captain Zheng, someone fired a shot. Was it one of ours?"

Staring in astonishment at the man, the station chief beside him looked on in surprise.
Aren't all our people here?

With a puzzled look on his face, Captain Zheng also looked astonished.

But the next second, gunshots rang out again, and then there was silence in the courtyard.
"Quickly, let's rush in and talk first!"

Holding his gun, Captain Zheng was the first to charge forward.
But as soon as they rushed into the room and saw the documents burning, they immediately rushed forward, kicked them over, and started beating them off with their clothes.
However, as the other police officers rushed in, they found that all the enemy agents in the courtyard had been knocked down, and many of them were even having difficulty breathing.

"Quickly, get them to the hospital! They can't die! Seal off this compound!"

Pointing at the group of people, Captain Zheng quickly shouted,

After doing all this, Captain Zheng went to the courtyard and looked towards the distance.

By the moonlight, Captain Zheng could clearly see someone scurrying quickly across the rooftops.

"There are people there, go after them!"

Just as Captain Zheng led his men over, Zhang Cheng had already vanished from sight.
"Captain Zheng, here are some spent shell casings!"

Upon reaching Captain Zheng, a police officer handed him the items.

Upon seeing the spent cartridge case, Captain Zheng frowned. Although it wasn't far from the yard, it was at least thirty or forty meters away.

The fact that the other party was able to kill everyone in the yard with a gun at night clearly shows that they are a skilled fighter. Although they helped them, we cannot rule out the possibility that they were there to silence them!
"Let's go back first. Oh, and let's get someone to authenticate the footprints!"

With a serious expression, Captain Zheng's face became solemn.
He had come from Beijing to track down enemy agents, and now he was facing this situation, which made him feel that things were getting complicated!
Back on the cardboard sign, Zhang Cheng entered the house and slowly took off his scarf.

When a handsome face appeared, he couldn't help but twist his neck and say, "In the middle of the night, they almost blew me up! What a bunch of rude guys!"

However, despite saying that, Zhang Cheng still took out the Mosinagan and began manually repairing the parts inside.
He originally thought the gun only had some accuracy issues, but now it seems there are serious problems. If it's not properly repaired, it will end up hitting the big head instead of the small one, which is unacceptable!
While Zhang Cheng was busy, the residents of Guangzi area all hid in their homes in fear, because the gunshots tonight were really fierce!
(End of this chapter)