Espionage codename: Shen Gongbao

Inside the church.

Wu Kaixian huddled in a corner of the room, drenched in cold sweat.

Chen Gongshu, the head of the Shanghai district of the Military Intelligence Bureau, coolly swiped a cigarette at an angle, his eyes as cold and sharp as knives.

While returning fire, he also fired a tirade at Wang Hua, the head of the Central Bureau of Investigation and Statistics (CBIS) in Shanghai, who was guarding the other side: "Damn it, Wang, you bunch of useless jinxes from the CBIS, anything you get involved with is bound to be a disaster."

"Pah!"

"First, wipe the shit out of your pants."

"Chen Mingchu single-handedly wiped out Wang Tianmu's entire team, and you still have the nerve to laugh at me?"

"You've been bragging about killing Tang Shaoyi for a year now, haven't you had enough?"

"This major case involving Tang Zengyang was handled by our Director Xu. It was our Central Bureau of Investigation and Statistics that made a name for itself with the old man."

"What's the use of you?"

"It's been infiltrated to the core long ago; who knows, this time it might have been an inside leak."

Wang Hua didn't tolerate him and engaged in a sharp-tongued exchange with him.

"You son of a bitch!"

"If you keep spewing nonsense, I'll take care of you first."

Chen Gongshu was rendered speechless by the rebuttal.

As long as Chen Mingchu is not eliminated, he will be a disgrace to the Military Intelligence Bureau; this matter cannot be washed away.

"Alright, can you two stop arguing?"

Wu Kaixian was completely bewildered; it seemed all his previous efforts in consolidating and mediating the battle lines had been for nothing.

I'm stupid too.

It would be a miracle if the Central Bureau of Investigation and Statistics (CBIS) and the Military Bureau of Investigation and Statistics (MBIS) were to be on the same page.

He's asking for trouble!

"That dog Wu Sibao has brought so many people. I only have two bullets left. Have you made a call?" Despite the argument, Wang Hua asked in a deep voice.

Just as Chen Gongshu was about to speak, a bullet grazed the threshold, sending splinters of wood flying.

"Hit a bird."

"Those bastards cut the phone line a long time ago."

He touched his face in annoyance, only to find a bloody gash that stung painfully.

"They've fired so many shots, why aren't the patrol officers here yet? Are they all deaf?" Wang Hua was starting to panic.

The Nationalist government had connections with the upper echelons of the concessions and the embassy, ​​so the arrival of the police was enough to resolve the predicament.

"We can't come. It'll be too quiet. They're using silent pistols."

Chen Gongshu spat out the cigarette butt from his mouth with a "pui" sound.

During the recent battle, Wang Hua slipped away too quickly, so when Wu Sibao and his group blocked their way, they could only passively retreat to the small house on the west side.

If it were a large house in front, breaking the windows could alert pedestrians on the street and attract the police.

There's only one tall ventilation window, and it faces the wall of the alley to the west of the church, so it's completely useless.

Outside, Wu Sibao was also secretly lamenting his misfortune.

Don't be fooled by his constant calls for Wu Kaixian to surrender.

But he only had two guns.

To make matters worse, his gun jammed, and in his moment of distraction, he was shot in the arm. Now he is in excruciating pain, and blood is dripping down his fingers.

"Captain, I have one bullet left."

"There weren't four people on the other side, there were five people with four guns."

"They might have spare magazines; if we rush in, people will die."

Li Jun, a trusted confidant, was trembling violently, and his voice was shaking.

"What's the panic?"

There are seventeen of us.

"Seventeen against five, the advantage is in my hands."

"Listen to me, don't leave any survivors, rush in and stab them to death."

Wu Sibao clutched his arm, his gaze hardening as he gave the order.

Li Shiqun always strictly enforced military orders. If the score was seventeen against five and there was no result, he could forget about being the captain when he got back.

You son of a bitch!

That treacherous dog Yang Jie always runs away or goes on a business trip to Suzhou whenever there's a fight.

But who can argue with the fact that he's Ye Jiqing's own brother, while his own brother is a fake?

Wu Sibao knew very well that the prerequisite for being able to talk about human relationships and social etiquette was either being able to fight and kill for his elder brother or being able to make money.

He belongs to the former category.

If he loses even this small benefit, the director might be easy to talk to, but his sister-in-law, Ye Jiqing, is ruthless and could replace him in a heartbeat, cutting off his funding and salary.

"Go!" Seeing that his men didn't react, Wu Sibao roared in frustration.

One of the bolder ones rushed over.

The moment it appeared, Chen Gongshu fired a shot with his other hand.

Snapped!

Blood gushed from the man's chest as he collapsed to the ground.

Upon seeing this, Wu Sibao and the others were so frightened that they shrank back.

"They're out of bullets."

"Change magazines, let's fight them."

Chen Gongshu had no magazine left. When he saw that the man was holding a short axe, he immediately understood and shouted a trick.

As he spoke, one of Wang Hua's men rushed out with a gun drawn.

Two more shots were fired at Wu Sibao and his gang, taking down one of them.

"Old Wang, charge out and kill that bastard Wu Sibao!" Chen Gongshu shouted again, trying to scare Wu Sibao away.

"Damn it!"

Who said I didn't have bullets? Wu Sibao had a sudden idea, snatched Li Jun's gun, and fired the last shot at where Chen Gongshu was hiding.

This shot stunned Chen Gongshu, leaving him completely bewildered.

For a moment, both sides were stuck at the entrance of the stairwell, unable to back down.

Wu Sibao's face grew increasingly pale.

The blood kept flowing, and he felt his body getting colder and colder. The fear of death brought by the smell of blood lingered in his mind and wouldn't go away.

In other words, he's been fighting and killing all his life; anyone else would have chickened out long ago.

No, if we drag this out any longer, the one who will suffer the most is this wounded soldier.

Going in now might mean certain death.

He'd better go back; otherwise, he'd be in deep trouble, and his sister-in-law would skin him alive.

Both ends are blocked.

Just as he was feeling frustrated, a series of gunshots rang out outside, followed by the piercing whistle of the police station.

Just as he was feeling frustrated, a series of gunshots rang out outside, followed by the piercing whistle of the police station.

Both sides breathed a sigh of relief.

Who the hell is firing guns outside? A savior indeed!

In fact, Wu Sibao had long wanted to fire his gun to attract the attention of the police.

But he couldn't do it openly in front of so many brothers. Given the director's shrewdness and suspicious nature, he would definitely be accused of treason afterward.

it's good now.

Once the police arrive, he can be openly arrested and taken in for treatment.

Anyway, Master Ji Yunqing can ask Huang Jinrong to save him, and the Japanese will also put pressure on him. It's just a matter of eating rotten prison food for a few days. At least his life can be saved, and the mission can be completed smoothly.

Brother, it's not that Si Bao is incompetent, it's just that we've had bad luck.

Awesome!

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on the street.

Wang Xuesen held his gun with his fingers hooked around it, raising his hands high, and let the rushing police officers pin him to the ground.

"There's a gunfight inside the building!" he shouted.

boom!

The church doors were kicked open, and the police rushed in, shouting all the while.

Upstairs, Wu Kaixian and the others also felt relieved.

Everyone understood without saying a word, raised their hands, and obediently walked out of the dimly lit church.

The sun is shining brightly outside.

Everyone felt as if they had survived a disaster, and they were all in high spirits.

Wang Xuesen glanced at it.

He didn't know Wu Kaixian and Wang Hua, but he had seen photos of Chen Gongshu.

The one who could command Chen Gongshu's personal protection, the one with the same beard as Mr. Sun and the imposing presence of a superior, must be Wu Kaixian.

That was close; they were all important figures.

The risk we took today wasn't in vain.

The group was handcuffed by the police and taken to the police station.

……

In the corner of the alley!

Hu Junhe was so angry he almost ground his teeth to powder.

Damn it, this guy deliberately attracted the police.

Upon closer inspection, Hu Junhe noticed that half of Wu Sibao's shirt was covered in blood, indicating that he was seriously injured. Hu Junhe lamented that he had missed a golden opportunity to kill someone with another's help.

If it weren't for the police, even if Wu Sibao hadn't died inside, he wouldn't have been able to capture the person.

Li Shiqun definitely wouldn't be able to explain himself.

Now look what's happened; Wang Xuesen's few shots have completely disrupted the entire game.

"Wang Xuesen of the Gobi Desert!"

"I'm not done with you yet."

Hu Junhe angrily slammed his fist on the wall, spat, quickly turned out of the alley, got into his car, and sped off to the checkpoint.

Without saying anything else, let's go to Director Li and accuse this kid of treason first.

They'll leave him in the police station and let him rot in jail.

He then slept with his beautiful wife to vent his anger.

After passing the checkpoint, Hu Junhe hurriedly ran to Li Shiqun's bulletproof car and knocked a few times.

"Old Hu, what happened?" Li Shiqun rolled down the car window and asked quickly when he saw that Hu looked strange.

"Wang Xuesen is a traitor; he's betrayed us."

"Sibao and his brothers, seventeen against four, were about to catch the fish with certainty, but this kid suddenly fired a shot into the air, attracting the police." Hu Junhe took a breath and said indignantly, pretending to be a survivor.

"Where is Sibaoren?" Li Shiqun frowned slightly and asked calmly.

"Four guarantees?"

"It seems that Si Bao was also arrested by the police. The situation was too chaotic at the time, and I was in a hurry to inform them, so I didn't have time to look closely." Hu Junhe tried to downplay the situation and told Li Shiqun not to be too eager to save people.

If the Kuomintang bullets were poisoned, or if Si Bao was wounded in a vital spot, delaying the attack might actually kill him.

"However, it is certain that Wu Kaixian and his men were all unharmed and were rescued by the police."

"Alas, all the careful planning we put in over the past few days was wiped out by Wang Xuesen with just a few shots."

"If this kid isn't a traitor, or someone from Dingmo Village, I'll change my name!"

Hu Junhe sighed, his words like knives stabbing into Wang Xuesen.

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