Period drama: Old Cao's carefree life

Chapter 166 Assassination
Wu Jingzhong paused for a moment, then said with a bitter expression:
"I won't lie to you, this time we joined forces with some of the operatives in Beiping, totaling more than forty people."

"Because it was too difficult to transport them in, there were only two submachine guns. As for the success rate of the assassination, it was less than 20%."

When it came to the final success rate, he was somewhat embarrassed to talk about it.

Cao Wei Da was speechless. Less than 20% was nothing; what difference was there between that and suicide?
Luckily, I had made some preparations; otherwise, wouldn't I have been dragged down with me to my death?!
These people are really reckless!
However, precisely because of this, he admired her even more.

Not everyone has the courage to knowingly walk into danger. It's hard to say about the top leaders of the Kuomintang, but at least most of those like Wu Jingzhong, who were deeply rooted in the enemy-occupied areas, were passionate patriots who were not afraid of sacrifice, had faith, and sought survival.

Regardless of what the future holds for them, for now, they are all respectable people.

He pulled a list out of his pocket and handed it over, saying, "You know I'm quite influential in Beiping. I recently acquired a batch of weapons and ammunition that you should be able to use."

"Brother, is that really true?!" Wu Jingzhong was overjoyed and quickly took the list to look at it. "3 light machine guns, 20 Mauser pistols, 2 Type 99 sniper rifles."

The more he looked, the more excited he became, until finally both his hands trembled with excitement.

Operating in enemy-occupied territory, it is extremely difficult to transport heavy weapons in.

The occupied area was tightly controlled by the Japanese army and puppet troops, with checkpoints and sentry posts everywhere, and the inspection of personnel and supplies was extremely strict.

Heavy weapons are large and heavy, and have poor concealment, making them easy to detect.

Furthermore, the transportation routes were almost monopolized by the Japanese army and were strictly inspected. They could only rely on secret routes or use special identities to disguise themselves, which was extremely inefficient and risky. Once they were caught, the agents and accomplices involved in the transportation could face arrest, execution, or even implicate the entire covert network.

It's possible to receive them, but transporting heavy weapons is an operation with an extremely low probability but also an extremely high risk.

When carrying out assassination missions, the most commonly used weapon by the Military Intelligence Bureau is the rifle; submachine guns are considered a luxury item!

Those two submachine guns of theirs were temporarily requisitioned from the intelligence station in Beiping!
Even so, the heavy firepower of Beiping Station was completely depleted!

It took an unknown amount of time and countless lives to finally bring the goods into Beiping Station.

But what did he see now?!

Light machine guns and grenades are one thing, but they even managed to get their hands on the Type 99 sniper rifle!
The most outrageous thing is that there were even two mortars.
With this configuration and firepower, it's comparable to military equipment!
He looked up, overjoyed, and said, "Brother, I misunderstood you. You've done me a huge favor! With these weapons and ammunition, if we still can't succeed in the assassination, then it can only be said that it was my fate!"

"As long as it helps you, that's fine. Also, now you can't blame me for not helping you take over the outer perimeter security, right?"

"No way! With these weapons and ammunition, all that talk about outer perimeter security is irrelevant!"

With these weapons, why bother with perimeter security? Two sniper rifles are positioned 400 meters away, aiming, and the mortar is pointed at the Tokyo Hotel. At close range, there are light machine guns and pistols charging in. It's an overwhelming force; we can just charge in!

It should be noted that the military police's weaponry consisted of only a few Nambu 14 pistols, which were so powerful that even suicide was difficult, and bolt-action rifles that required pulling the bolt back after each shot. How could they possibly fight back?
After opening the teahouse, Cao Weida went to the restaurant to pack some food and then went to Tangzi Hutong.

After informing Liu Rusi of the military police's movements, and learning that the Japanese had completely sealed off the Peking University Red Building, Liu Rusi felt a chill run down her spine.

She was secretly glad that she had met Cao Weida. If someone else had saved her, or if Cao Weida hadn't been that big, she would probably be trapped in the safe house in the Peking University Red Building, quietly waiting for the Japanese to find her.
"You stay here to recover. In two days, I'll carry you directly into my home so you won't have to hide anymore."

Upon hearing this, Liu Rusi nodded in agreement, both shy and delighted.

In the blink of an eye, a day had passed. Peking University's Red Building was still under martial law, while another place was also placed under martial law, namely the area near the Tokyo Hotel.

As the sun sets, its afterglow spills across the earth.

The hotel staff in Tokyo were walking around hurriedly, appearing very busy.

The first floor had been completely cleared of tables, chairs, and other items, and red cloths were hung everywhere. On the high platform at the front, there was a propaganda banner with the four large characters "China-Japan Friendship".

Not far away, the invited reporters were setting up their landline cameras, preparing for the upcoming filming of a fixed scene.

Outside, two rows of military police stood with piercing eyes, looking very proud.

Many reporters on the periphery were snapping photos of them, which made the military police stand even more ramrod straight.

As the sun completely set and night gradually replaced day, the Tokyo Hotel stood out brightly in the darkness, its lights shining brightly.

As time went by, the start of the banquet at eight o'clock was drawing ever closer.

Master Fan was humming a Beijing tune, drinking some wine, and eating some snacks at home. Today, his sister got married, and to someone he was quite satisfied with. He was happy, but he also felt a sense of emptiness in the house.

In the master bedroom of a small courtyard in KouDai Hutong, Cao Weida held Mo He in his arms, whispering softly in her ear, but his attention remained fixed in a certain direction.

At the Tokyo Hotel, many high-ranking Japanese and puppet troops arrived for a banquet. Ono Oda also came along, while Fujita Sōsuke was in charge of security and guard duties in the surrounding area.

Yuichi Takai, the head of the Japanese consulate in China, sat with a smug look on his face as he chatted with Juzo Karasawa.

The sky darkened, and dark clouds gathered, casting a sense of oppression over the entire city of Beiping.

Countless Japanese military police, collaborators, and patrolmen guarded the nearby streets in distinct layers, their rifles gleaming darkly under the streetlights.

Wu Jingzhong, the stationmaster of Tianjin Station, clutched his pocket watch, the hands ticking away.

In his hand, the muzzle of the Type 99 sniper rifle gleamed coldly. Not far away, about thirty team members were scattered, busily checking the magazines of their weapons. "All calibration time, three minutes later, the bombing team will move out immediately! Upon hearing the explosion, the mortar will open fire immediately, bombarding continuously! After the bombardment, quickly destroy the mortar and rush to the designated location for support!"

"The assault team, composed of submachine guns and light machine guns, will provide immediate fire suppression!"

"Yes!" *N.

As the second hand of the pocket watch ticked to the last second, a dozen or so people rushed out of the shadows, each holding a melon-shaped grenade.

"who!!"

They were spotted as soon as they rushed out, and just as they were about to pull the trigger to warn others, two sniper rifles began to fire.

Boom!

The two traitors fell to the ground with a thud.

The patrol officers responsible for perimeter security were startled. Instead of trying to stop the assailants, they immediately chose to hide.

The bombing squad completely ignored the outermost patrol officers; they were a mob, unarmed and of no concern.

A truck engine roared as it broke through the blockade, and the assault team's submachine guns and light machine guns sprayed flames as they fiercely tore into the Japanese soldiers stationed near the Tokyo Hotel.

"Ah~" Screams erupted in chaos inside the hotel.

Dong Dong~~
After a three-second delay, a barrage of shells exploded at the hotel entrance and on the walls.

Boom boom~~
In an instant, screams mingled with the sound of shattering glass.

"rush!"

About thirty agents armed with pistols rushed toward the hotel entrance and opened fire on anyone they saw, like tigers descending a mountain.

"Ah~~"

Screams could be heard intermittently, and the scene was extremely gruesome.

The grenade-throwing team followed up promptly and threw their grenades into the hotel.

Boom boom boom~~
A burst of intense bombing echoed through the night sky. After the explosions, the assault team rushed into the hotel, stepping over the rubble.

The lights in the corridor went out instantly, and the sound of gunfire from Type 38 rifles rang out in the darkness. A team member groaned and fell to the ground.

Upon seeing this, the others immediately turned their guns in that direction and returned fire fiercely, while also throwing two grenades in the same way.

Boom~~
Two bodies were blown out by the blast. Mo lay motionless on the ground, looking miserable, clearly dead.

The Japanese military police were clearly stunned by this unprecedented heavy firepower. When had they ever seen a firepower configuration in urban warfare that was even more ferocious than that of the regular army?

Previously, they were the ones who surrounded and killed spies who were fleeing like rats, but now they are being attacked head-on.
A Japanese soldier hid around the corner, secretly sticking out his gun barrel to launch a sneak attack.

But the next moment, a bullet was fired from outside the window, piercing his head. It was two sniper rifles outside providing support.

One of the assault team members fought exceptionally fiercely. If Cao Weida were here, he would recognize him at a glance. This person was none other than Xu Jingge from the Beiping Station Operations Division!

By the moonlight shining through the window, Xu Jingge saw several figures darting out of the stairwell leading to the second floor, trying to escape to the second floor in the chaos.

He raised his hand and swept the bullet across the target, who immediately withdrew, leaving a trail of blood on the floor.

"Grenade!"

The demolition team immediately pulled out a grenade, tapped it against the wall, and threw it over.

Boom~~
The bodies were blown apart and scattered, not even having time to scream.

"Jūzawa Jūzō is here!" A commando spotted the devil's figure, and instantly, several guns fired in that direction.

Immediately afterwards, no fewer than five grenades were thrown.

Hiding in the shadows, Juzo Arazawa trembled with fear. Although he was cruel to the Chinese and could conduct live experiments without batting an eye, he was terrified when it happened to him. Liquid was seeping from his crotch.

Before he could even beg for mercy, a hail of bullets came flying at him.

Immediately afterwards, several things fell at his feet.

He took a closer look and was so terrified that he almost jumped out of his skin. Just as he was about to run away, several bullets hit him, leaving him frozen in place.

Subsequently
Boom boom boom~~
Junzaburo was a tough guy; even though he was blown into several pieces, he didn't make a sound.

(End of this chapter)