A different kind of Lou Chun - "The Pretender" colleague

Minglou never does anything he is not sure about, and this time is no exception.

Even this task is more arduous and dangerous than any previous task.

Even though they controlled Kumamoto, obtained a pass, got familiar with every inch of the base's layout, and mobilized the Hangzhou underground party and the Japanese Communist Party's action team to join forces, compared with the number of Japanese troops guarding the secret base, they were still severely understaffed.

The death plan and the disciplinary punishment caused by Mingtai blowing up the smuggling ship resulted in an extreme shortage of operational personnel at the Shanghai Station of the Military Command.Under the frenzied search and retaliation by the Japanese army and Wang Puppets, it was difficult for the combat team that came to fill in within a short time to be in place.

On the other hand, according to Kumamoto's confession, Ishii's bacterial warfare expedition team has already entered northern Jiangsu, and will be able to join up with the Yamaguchi Regiment sent by the Japanese army before noon tomorrow.The annihilation campaign of the guerrillas of the New Fourth Army must start before dawn at the latest.

Operation Liaoyuan must be tonight.

When Minglou arranged everything and left his office, he took a last look at the photo frame on the desk.

The eldest sister and Mingtai looked at him through the glass with smiles, and he raised the corners of his lips at them, and gently closed the door.

Eldest sister, Mingtai, I'm leaving.

You have to take care.

Since ancient times, loyalty and filial piety have been difficult to achieve.The only one who owes you to live up to the Ming family is to repay it in the next life.

Walking alone to the weedy temple, the guilt and reluctance that filled my heart were gradually diluted by an inexplicable relaxation and excitement.

In fact, Minglou has been longing for and dreaming of the moment when she sheds her disguise and steps into the battlefield.He didn't even think he could wait for this day.

Whether he survived or not is no longer important, he knows that his days are numbered.

The important thing is that Ah Cheng was safely sent to the base area.He will have a long, beautiful life.

Sorry, my dearest and dearest brother, please forgive my last deceit, forgive me for having to walk alone.

You are already full-fledged and can be alone.Go, go find your own sky, go out of your own splendor.

May the years temper you to be strong, and may fate treat you with mercy.

Minglou never did anything he was not sure about.

He knew the plan was going to work, and it had to.

He was looking forward to the thunderbolt and raging flames that would scare the invaders forever, and to the bright smile of the little girl in the dark night sky stained red by blood and fire.

Shanghai Hongkou.

A small traditional Japanese-style building, quietly immersed in the hazy night.This seemingly ordinary courtyard at first glance is shadowy and heavily guarded under the shade of trees.It has a name that can be said to be disconcerting: Plum Blossom Hall.

Office of the Director on the second floor.

"General, he is here." The Japanese military police at the door announced respectfully.

Nakamura Akira, the head of Mei Agency, closed the document in his hand, nodded and said, "Please come in."

"General Nakamura, student Jiro Kawashima is here to report."

A middle-aged man in a military uniform walked into the room, and with a "snap", he stood at attention and saluted.

"It's finally here."

A loving smile appeared on Nakamura's face, and he waved to him: "You and I don't need to be formal, come and sit down. Is the journey going smoothly?"

"It went very well. All the work in Nanjing has been handed over. Now, I can devote myself to serving the teacher."

"Okay, very good." Nakamura showed relief, "I'm really in a mess here, and I urgently need your help."

"The teacher needs manpower, why don't you just ask the military department for transfer?"

"I don't need manpower, I need—"

Nakamura's expression suddenly became serious, and he said in a low voice, "Trustworthy people."

Kawashima was startled: "What do you mean?"

"Come on, let me show you something." Nakamura Akira stood up and opened the locked filing cabinet, took out a folder and handed it to him.

"This this……"

Kawashima flipped through the documents page by page, his face became more gloomy the more he looked at them: "Do you believe these materials are true?"

"You can't believe it [-]%, but you can't believe it either."

Nakamura pondered and asked him, "What do you think?"

"I... I'm shocked."

Kawashima calmed down, and said cautiously: "Fujita-kun, he is my senior in the Army Non-commissioned Officer Academy. I have known him for more than 20 years. Although they belong to different systems, we cannot be considered close friends. It can be said that he colluded with the Japanese Communist Party and betrayed him." My lord, I really find it incredible."

"As agents, nothing is impossible, even if we don't want to believe it."

Nakamura sighed, and said: "Even if the telegram and secret letter may be forged, he had a close relationship with the officers of the Emperor's Dao faction, and many people around him were directly involved in the [-] unknown incident (if you don't know, please use Baidu). All his mentors and friends were transferred from the central government, and he was implicated and never promoted again. These are all facts."

"Yes." Kawashima expressed regret: "I still remember that ten years ago, Fujita-kun was suave and vigorous, and he was the youngest commander of the Imperial Army. However, when we meet again in Nanjing this time, he looks like an old man with gray hair on his temples. , is no longer what it used to be.”

"For many years of suppression, how could he not harbor resentment? Especially for someone who is so proud of him. Over the years, he has kept a low profile, and his performance has been mediocre, but the wrong information in the code book has caused the Imperial Army to suffer so much loss. And in his bank account , and inexplicably more property..."

"But teacher, he was brutally murdered by the police at Suzhou Railway Station, and died in pieces."

"Before he died, he lost more than 30 carriages of ordnance and pig iron. Don't forget, he was going to Nanjing to report on his duties by train. He was only guilty of dereliction of duty, and he was in danger in the military court. As a result, he was killed on the train. It’s too much of a coincidence that this happened.”

Kawashima's astonished expression slowly became thoughtful: "You mean, the communist/communist party that he tipped off? He wanted to take the opportunity to escape, so why did he die there in the end?"

"Because he was on the same train as Wang Manchun from No. 76. You know, Ah Chun is not a vegetarian."

"Oh, yes, Miss Wang is also on the train."

Kawashima tried his best to sort out his thoughts, and said slowly while thinking: "Then the teacher's speculation is that Yoshimasa Fujita colluded with the Communist Party and directed and staged the attack at the Suzhou Station that night, but Miss Wang saw it through and killed him."

"No. This is not speculation. I have evidence."

"Who?"

"Wang Manchun."

Hengtang Village, Jianqiao Town, Hangzhou.

At ten o'clock in the evening, a black car with a Japanese army license plate drove slowly to the secret base of the Japanese army's bacterial warfare in Central China.

The sentry guards on duty searched people's bodies and cars after checking everyone's pass as usual.

Those who came were Chief Kumamoto and the military doctor and his assistants he brought from the Central Army Hospital.Except for medical equipment, there was nothing suspicious in the car.

everything is normal.

The dense iron gate opened slowly with a creak, like a charge before a battle.

Operation Liaoyuan officially launched.

Ming Lou once said with a smile that he really wanted to find a chance to kill the enemy himself.

His chance finally came.

Facts have proved that this strategist who has strategized and calculated everything, is also a magic soldier who can turn the world around by one against ten in actual combat.

When Uncle Li led the action team to hide and wait outside the enemy's iron net, he watched the searchlights that were constantly shooting down from the towers on both sides stop turning one by one, and watched the Japanese patrols just a few steps away flash past one after another. In the light of the sword, he fell silently, and what surged in his heart was passionate excitement and almost worshipful obedience.

He didn't know how many times Minglou had secretly practiced silently and accurately killing with a scalpel as a weapon.All he knew was that Minglou said he would let them in within half an hour, and he would definitely be able to.

In the silence that did not trigger a single gunshot, a beam of flashlight came head-on, went out and then came back on, three bright and one dark.

This was the safety signal Ming Lou sent to them.

Uncle Li waved his hand, and the action team members leaned forward in a file, cut through the iron net and crawled in, and divided into three teams to sneak quickly towards their respective targets.

Ming Lou told them to memorize the path and terrain in the base.Outnumbered and outnumbered, before being discovered, speed is the key to success or failure.

According to the plan, the team led by Uncle Li approached the main building at full speed, but was stopped by Minglou halfway.

"What's wrong?" Uncle Li leaned forward and asked in a low voice after the team members took cover on the spot.

"The situation is different." Ming Lou raised his eyebrows, his expression pale and dignified: "The patrolling sentries and guards inside and outside the main building are gone."

"You mean, this is a trap?" Uncle Li was startled.

"I'm not sure."

Pressing his forehead hard with his knuckles, hesitation appeared for the first time in his tone.Minglou is not afraid of death, he even yearns to kill himself to become a benevolent man, but this does not mean that he can easily sacrifice his comrades and comrades in arms.

"Then..." Uncle Li waited for his next instruction.

"Whether it's a trap or not, we only have this one chance, and there's no turning back."

Minglou suddenly made up his mind, and ordered in a deep voice: "Uncle Li, pick two team members with good marksmanship and skill to stay. You take the rest and immediately go to meet the comrades in the warehouse and the prisoner-of-war camp to ensure They evacuated with minimum casualties and maximum safety."

"What?" Uncle Li almost jumped up from the invisible flower garden: "No!"

"Hush..." Minglou grabbed him and took the luggage bag from him, which contained his bullets, weapons and a small amount of spare explosives.

"Don't get excited. Since the door in the building is wide open and there are no guards, there is no need for so many people."

Minglou spoke logically, as if he was explaining the simplest economic principle: "This building has four floors and a basement. The two comrades who came with me and your two team members , the five of us acted in layers, enough."

"How could it be enough? If this is a trap..."

"If it's a trap, then don't be afraid."

Minglou didn't let Uncle Li continue, and quickly took out the explosives and tied them under his coat: "This building is no less than a small chemical factory, and each laboratory contains a large amount of flammable and explosive chemical reagents. When the time comes, I bring this to distract the enemy, they won't dare to approach or fire. Others can sneak in and follow the plan."

"you……"

Uncle Li was stunned.Minglou was clearly prepared to die together, but he never revealed the slightest bit in the previous discussion.

"You can't tamper with the plan at will like this."

Uncle Li protested with a livid face: "It is agreed that you will only be responsible for letting us enter the base, and then return to Shanghai immediately. The task of blowing up the main building is for me and my small team to complete."

"The situation has changed, and the plan must of course change accordingly."

Ming Lou said solemnly, with clear eyes and no refutation: "If this is a trap, are you going to gamble with the lives of the entire team? Besides, if there is an ambush here, then there are most likely warehouses and prisoner-of-war camps. I need you to bring reinforcements immediately, this is an order."

Before the words fell, a sharp gunshot from a distance pierced the silent night sky.Then there was loud gunfire and alarms.

"It's a prison camp." Ming Lou frowned.At this time, a moment of delay may be the difference between life and death.

"Uncle Li, obey the order!"

Uncle Li's heart ached so badly that he couldn't control himself in this fleeting moment.The last time someone said this to him, he obeyed, but regretted day and night that he couldn't jump ashore to replace her at that moment.

This time, he could no longer just watch the person he was supposed to protect go and never return.

He reached out to remove the explosives from Minglou's body, and said firmly, "You lead the team, I'll stay and blow up the building!"

"no!"

Minglou flatly refused, and his voice was hasty: "If we can't hold the enemy long enough, let our people fully pile up the flammable and explosive materials, and detonate them rashly, not only will they sacrifice everyone, but it may also cause a series of explosions. , the effect of completely destroying everything in the building. I have a passport and I can speak Japanese, so I can deal with them for a while, and the chance of completing the task is much higher."

While talking, the gunshots from the direction of the prisoner-of-war camp became more and more intense, mixed with the yelling, cursing and running of the Japanese army, and almost all the searchlights gathered there.

"Uncle Li!" Ming Lou gritted his teeth and growled.

There was no more time to hesitate, Uncle Li made the most difficult decision at this moment.

"take care!"

With a wave of his hand, the squad quickly withdrew and ran towards the place where the gunfire was concentrated along the way.

Ming Lou pursed the corners of his lips to him in relief, and that shallow and warm smile was frozen in Uncle Li's tear-blurred vision.

"You mean Achun?" Jiro Kawashima stood up from his seat suddenly, his eyes lit up: "She, is she not dead?"

"Sit down." Nakamura pointed to the chair, and said calmly, "Remember, everything I tell you tonight is top secret."

"Yes."

Kawashima sat back and tried to calm down, but couldn't hold back and asked urgently: "Teacher, what's going on here? Where is Ah Chun?"

"After the codebook incident, I began to secretly investigate Fujita Yoshimasa. At first, I didn't doubt him too much, but there was such a big mistake. This kind of routine investigation is essential. But when the arms were robbed, he was in Suzhou. After making a phone call at the station, I was attacked by the CCP, and immediately turned from a sinner to a martyr. I thought it was too strange. Ten days ago, Ah Chun, who survived by chance, contacted me secretly, and what she said confirmed my truth. Suspect."

"You trust her?"

"I said before that in our business, I have never believed [-]%. But relatively speaking, although Wang Manchun is a Chinese, her background reassures me more than Fujita's."

"Her uncle was a classmate of mine at Tokyo Imperial University. He had been a close personal friend for so many years, but unfortunately he was killed on New Year's Eve. She herself is the elite backbone trained by our secret service school. I have been her teacher for three years Director, you were also her instructor, so you know her quite well."

Kawashima nodded.

"But Fujita knew about my relationship with her, and based on some so-called clues, he imprisoned her without asking me for instructions, and tortured her to extract a confession. It turned out that it was all framed by anti-Japanese elements, but he didn't even apologize! I see that he devoted all his attention to the investigation of the code book and did not pursue it. Who would have thought that things would eventually turn out like this, and he would try to shirk responsibility and avoid punishment, which is really despicable and unforgivable!"

"Teacher, calm down." Chuan Dao quickly comforted: "Didn't you often teach us to keep calm at all times and not be influenced by our own emotions? The matter you said about Ah Chun being wronged was later brought up repeatedly by Zhou Fohai. And, it went all the way to Wang Zhaoming, accusing us of not trusting the new government. This is probably because Minglou is making waves behind the scenes and making use of the problem."

"You're right. The only thing that worries me about Ah Chun is her relationship with Ming Lou. This is also the reason why I haven't recovered her identity for so long."

"The teacher means that he doesn't want her to return to No. 76? Then where is she now?"

"I asked her to use the pseudonym Haruko Yamazaki to temporarily recuperate in Oihiro Hospital in Zhenjiang, not to show up, and to continue to secretly help me investigate Fujita Yoshimasa."

"Teacher, regardless of whether Fujita really committed communism and treason, he is already dead, why should we pursue him so hard?"

"You are wrong. Although he is dead, the chess game is not yet over. If he is really a spy hidden in our interior, then his finger pointing during his lifetime is very likely to be misleading. And the spy confidant he left behind, How can you be trusted?"

"Black swan." Kawashima suddenly asked, "You doubt her?"

"I just think that Fujita spared no effort for Minglou. Minglou's heart is as deep as the sea, and it is indeed worth guarding against. But we have already started in-depth investigation and strict monitoring before he came to Shanghai. If everything is overdone, we will It has become suspicious. After the codebook incident, Yoshimasa Fujita spent so much resources on his own initiative to create a fake to lure people who are tempted. There is a lot of energy not to stop naming Minglou as an anti-Japanese element. Is this an identification for the imperial army? Screening, or are you diverting attention to exonerate yourself?"

"Indeed, what you said is very reasonable." Chuan Dao said while thinking: "Fujita has too many doubts, and this black swan is useless."

"No matter what Fujita's real purpose is, the black swan has no value at present."

Nakamura's tone was cold: "At the time of the incident, Minglou was devastated, and Black Swan was ready, so we might as well let her sneak in and come out to try. Two months have passed and nothing has been gained, and Ah Chun Back intact. I think it's time for this drama to end."

"What do you mean, teacher?"

"I have already disclosed the information about the black swan to Ah Chun. I believe that with her temperament, she will not sit idly by."

"Teacher, you..." Kawashima was astonished: "The black swan is ours after all."

"No, she is from Fujita Yoshimasa."

Nakamura interrupted him, and said coldly: "We know nothing about her except her secret agent number and simple information."

Chuan Dao collected himself and asked, "Then our close surveillance of Minglou..."

"Why do you want to go far away? Ah Chun, who is supposed to be a high school student, is under our direct control. Fujita will do whatever it takes to control Ming Lou. In my opinion, controlling Ah Chun means controlling Ming Lou."

"But if there is something wrong with Minglou, how can we guarantee that Ah Chun will not be deceived by love and betray the empire for him?"

"I believe, she won't." Nakamura replied very confidently and firmly.

"Teacher, you said that there is no [-]% trust." Kawashima couldn't help reminding in a low voice.

Nakamura smiled.

"That's right. I'm not sure about Wang Manchun's loyalty to the empire. But I'm sure that a mother can do anything to protect her child. What do you think?"

The moment Minglou stepped into the command heart of the base—the main building, he heard the first loud noise from the direction of the warehouse.

He knew that there would be waves of big and small explosions in the future.This will inevitably attract a large number of Japanese soldiers, reduce the pressure on the enemy in the prisoner-of-war camps, and facilitate the safe evacuation of more comrades.

At this point in the mission, there is only the last and most critical step left.He will stop at nothing to get it done.

Quietly, he walked across the empty concierge, and under the cold pale white fluorescent lights, a spacious and empty corridor that looked eerie spread out in front of him.Minglou took a deep breath, adjusted his breathing according to his pace, and patrolled cautiously and quickly all the way. The more he walked, the more confused he felt: everything in front of him was less and less like an ambush, but a real empty building!

Just before he came in, the action team members who had surveyed the surrounding area of ​​the building told him that not only were there no police posts patrolling here, but all the telephone lines had been cut off.This posture, it seems that someone came first and cleared the obstacles for them.

Where is this sacred?What is its purpose?

An inexplicable sense of strangeness suddenly surged, and Minglou's mind running at high speed like a machine was momentarily confused, just like the momentary reverie when he read the investigation materials of Kawashima Jiro and received the warning from Nightingale's report of unknown origin.

However, he didn't have time to think about it, and he didn't dare to speculate too much. After confirming that it was safe, he quickly called other people into the building to act separately.When the base is attacked, the enemy will definitely send people to protect and transfer important materials and research samples. They only have 10 minutes to ignite and evacuate at most.

Minglou walked quickly to the basement.There is a database for keeping various experimental records and a freezer for storing toxin strains, which is the central explosion point that must be destroyed in this operation.

The field of vision slowly unfolds along the winding stairs.Suddenly, a figure wrapped in medical protective clothing appeared in the distance of the corridor, reaching out to open the door of a laboratory.Is anyone still working at this time?Minglou suddenly stopped in his tracks, clutching a scalpel tightly in his hand, holding his breath.

Minglou walked silently, but the other party seemed to sense his presence, and his figure froze suddenly.After a short pause, the man swung his hand back, and a ray of silver light pierced the door of the Minglou like an arrow, and the man disappeared into the room like lightning, and he did not turn his head back from the beginning to the end.

Minglou instinctively threw the knife to block. With a crisp "ding", the scalpel and the dart collided in the air, and violent sparks erupted.

After being stunned for a moment, Minglou rushed over, drew his gun and leaned against the door to stabilize his frantic heartbeat, and gently pushed the door open.

A strong corrosive smell rushed towards him, forcing Minglou to take a few steps back, holding his breath to cover his mouth and nose.Squinting his eyes and looking again, the smoke in Nuo Da's laboratory was rising, and the pool was full of various materials and utensils bubbling in the soaking water. Where was there any figure?

Ming Lou closed the door tightly and stood leaning against the wall, his forehead was throbbing with pain, and his chest was so stuffy that he couldn't breathe.He knew that he had a fever again, and the medicine he had taken before departure could no longer suppress the symptoms, so he hurriedly took out a handful of aspirin and swallowed it indiscriminately.He looked at his watch calmly and secretly estimated his physical strength. He ignored this place and smashed all the dangerous chemicals in each laboratory along the corridor. All the drawers and cabinets were sprinkled with alcohol, surrounded by methane and oxygen cylinders, and an alcohol lamp was piled up in the center to place the fuse.

Everything in the east wing of the corridor was completed, and Minglou was about to turn to the storage room and freezer on the west side, when suddenly there were soft footsteps on the stairs.

Ming Lou leaned against the wall and hid sideways at the corner, aiming the gun at the stairs.

The footsteps were getting closer.

It was the voices of two people, light and chaotic, not like well-trained Japanese soldiers.

Minglou slowed down his breathing, quietly waiting for the best timing and angle.

"Don't move!"

A low Japanese shout made the two people who had just come downstairs stop at the same time.The leader suddenly raised his gun and pointed back, and had a face-to-face meeting with Minglou who appeared.

"Leader!"

It was Zhu Huiyin and Tong Xuehong who was dragged by her.

Minglou was startled: "Why do you..."

Before the questioning was finished, Tong Xuehong suddenly took advantage of Zhu Huiyin's moment of relaxation and broke out of her grasp, grabbed the gun and stuck it around her neck, and put the muzzle of the gun against her head.

"Master Ming, put down the gun." She said coldly, "Otherwise I'll kill her!"

"No!" Zhu Huiyin yelled.

"Shut up!" Tong Xuehong exerted force on his arm, and Zhu Huiyin suddenly had difficulty breathing, her face flushed and she struggled violently.

"Tong Xuehong, let go!" Minglou sternly shouted, "Let her go, let's talk."

"Put down the gun first!" Tong Xuehong stared at Minglou with extreme vigilance, lightened his strength slightly, and dragged Zhu Huiyin back to the stairs step by step.

Outside the building, fierce gun battles and explosions continued.

Time is passing by every minute.At this time, every moment of delay will multiply the danger to yourself and your teammates.

Zhu Huiyin's throat was locked and she couldn't make a sound. She could only watch Minglou put down her gun without hesitation, and raised her hand at Tong Xuehong: "It's me you want, Zhu Huiyin is worthless to you, let her go."

She shook her head desperately, tears rolling down her face, full of guilt and remorse.

"Let her go, I'm afraid I won't have the chance to talk to Chief Ming like this."

Tong Xuehong swept away his embarrassment and showed a smug smile. For the first time, he felt elated in front of this arrogant person: "Mr. Ming made a lot of noise here! But do you know why we came?"

Minglou nodded calmly: "I guessed it."

"Really? Then you want to continue?"

Minglou only slightly hooked the corners of his lips, firm but indifferent.

"Sir Ming really cares more about other people's lives than his own. Poor Ms. Zhu, I don't know whether to feel relieved or sad?"

Before she finished speaking, a "click" sounded in her ears, and both arms were numb.Before he realized what happened, his neck tightened, and he was lifted up in the air like a chicken, his breathing was suddenly suffocated, his shoulders were dislocated and sagging, and he lost even the strength to thump.

"Don't kill her!"

Zhu Huiyin shouted these three words desperately while regaining her freedom.Everything happened too fast and too suddenly, she didn't know what happened, she didn't know who saved her, but these were not important, only one thought burned in her heart in the confusion: "Don't kill her! She can't kill her!" die!"

The person standing on the stairs let go of his hand in astonishment, put down Tong Xuehong and asked Minglou, "Brother?"

Minglou sighed softly, tried his best to restrain the turbulent emotions in his heart, and said lightly: "Nightingale, Qingci, you disobeyed orders and acted without authorization, do you still have discipline in your eyes?"

His voice was not high, and his expression was not too severe, but the invisible majesty and pressure made Ah Cheng, who was driving all the way like crazy, suddenly choked.The anger after being deceived, the heart-burning worry and fear, and the questioning that had accumulated in his heart, he couldn't utter a single word at this moment.

Zhu Huiyin buried her head deeply knowing her mistake, ashamed to say anything.

"I will report your mistakes to the Southern Bureau. Now leave here immediately and assist Uncle Li to cover our comrades to evacuate."

Ming Lou calmly ordered, passing Zhu Huiyin to take over Tong Xuehong from Ah Cheng: "Her, leave it to me to deal with."

"I do not--"

Ah Cheng suddenly lost his temper, but before the last word "go" could be said, Minglou violently overturned him to the ground.The whizzing bullet almost brushed against the top of his head, and the warm liquid splashed on his cheeks.

"Brother!" Ah Cheng yelled wildly, his heart shattered in an instant.

"It's okay, scratches."

In the ears, Minglou's deep and calm voice came steadily.Ah Cheng, who was almost collapsed, managed to concentrate on watching, and saw him holding a handkerchief against his bleeding arm while turning his head and calling, "Nightingale?"

"I'm fine." Zhu Huiyin, who was hiding behind the stairs, picked up the gun and loaded it in shock, panting and said anxiously: "But that Tong Xuehong ran away while in disorder!"

"Listen, people downstairs, the commander has an order: Put down your weapons and come out and surrender, the imperial army promises to be lenient and not kill. Otherwise, shoot and kill, you will die!"

The heavy Japanese military boots stepped on the stairs neatly, accompanied by blunt Chinese echoing in the corridor.

"Leave her alone, listen up—"

Minglou's thoughts turned, and he quickly ordered: "The enemy is coming for the materials and samples. I have already processed the database in the east wing, but the freezer in the west wing has not had time to act. Ah Cheng, Nightingale and I will cover you Go, time is running out, use explosives directly!"

He took off the explosives tied to his body and handed them to him: "Remember: all items in the freezer must be completely destroyed, and there must be no trace left."

"Yes!" Ah Cheng, who was frowning and treating his arm injury, took it casually, and asked, "What about the other rooms?"

"You don't have to worry about it. Start a fire in a while, and it will happen naturally."

Ming Lou said and pushed him: "Okay, this is a small injury!"

"Why is there so much blood..."

"It's all right. The enemy is coming up, ready to fight!"

Minglou pointed to the West Corridor and exchanged glances with Acheng, then patted Zhu Huiyin who was stiff all over, and said gently: "Don't be nervous, just like the drills and training back then. Listen to my password, Acheng will go first, then you, I'm coming to the queen."

"Leader..."

The hand holding the gun trembled slightly like the low voice.

"Don't worry, I'm right behind you."

With Shen Ning's reassuring voice and warm smile, everything seems to be in order, and there is nothing he can't do.Zhu Huiyin calmed down at this moment.What's there to be afraid of?Fighting side by side with him, accompanied by blood and fire, there is nothing in this world that makes her feel happier than this!

"Check weapons - 1, 2, 3!"

The violent gunshots shook the building along with the tail sound, and the leading Japanese soldiers fell down one after another. The army with live ammunition poured down like a tide, and a dense fire net blocked the stairs in an instant.While the blood spattered and the flames faltered, Minglou concentrated on pulling the trigger lightly, and the screaming machine gun immediately stopped firing.Ah Cheng saw the right time and jumped forward, turned around, and disappeared into the depths of the corridor with a few ups and downs.

Amidst the furious howls of the Japanese soldiers, the light machine gun rang out again, and the bullets fell like rain.Minglou's bullets were fast and ruthless, and after directly killing the No.2 machine gunner, the enemies crowded together were left in a mess one after another.The blood flowed silently along the stairs, converging into deep and shallow blood grooves.

"Zhu Huiyin, let's go!"

A short burst of fire suppression was enough for Zhu Huiyin to rush away from the stairs and into the corridor.Stealth in the corner of the wall, focus on aiming and killing the machine gunner according to Minglou's appearance, and then shoot with flat guns to deter the enemy and prevent its advance.

"Leader, let's go!"

The two of them covered each other and retreated slowly, becoming more skillful and calm in cooperating.Every corner and every door in the corridor can be temporarily used as a concealed guerrilla attack.The incandescent lights reflected the crazy killing intent in the enemy's eyes, and they concentrated their firepower to pounce.The machine gun spewed out gnawing tongues of flame several times, and then subsided several times.Among the fragments strewn with bullet marks, the acrid smell of chemical reagents gradually filled the corridor.

"Idiot! This is an important place for experiments, no machine guns are allowed!"

The Japanese squad leader, who was slowly waking up from his rage, finally shouted: "Everyone spread out! Split up and outflank!"

The continuous gunfire subsided.The enemy gave up the swarming headless attack, gradually dispersed, and moved forward slowly.

Minglou breathed a sigh of relief, they bought time for Ah Cheng.

"Team leader, I'm out of bullets." Zhu Huiyin whispered suddenly.

"It's okay." Still in that calm tone, Minglou seemed to have done the calculations for her and answered generally: "The emergency exit should be 100 meters behind you, see that?"

Zhu Huiyin was originally determined to make a heroic sacrifice. Hearing his words, he looked back in surprise, and saw a red arrow not far away marking the direction of the exit.

Minglou turned his back to her, and silently pulled out the last clip with his bloody hand: "I'll cover you and rush out. After going out, walk 50 meters along the flower garden and turn right, and you will be back on the way you came. Don't stay here and get out of here immediately." ,Understand?"

"how about you?"

Minglou rushed towards the freezer and nunuzui: "I'm going with Ah Cheng."

"But your medicine..."

"There's no time! Comrade Nightingale, you are needed for the work on No. 76. Please control your emotions and obey orders."

Without waiting for Zhu Huiyin to say anything else, he took the opportunity to touch the approaching enemy quietly, and ordered in a low voice: "Go!"

The sparse gunfire became dense again like rain.Zhu Huiyin stared at the firm and resolute back in that corner from a distance, and had no time to say anything, and there was no need to say anything.Everything is as transparent as him and as wise as him, and he has understood it long ago, so there is no need to say much.He gave her the greatest love and teaching as a superior and teacher, always holding a torch and walking in front of the darkness that she couldn't touch.She tried her best to do everything she could for him, but she was not the one who could walk shoulder to shoulder with him.After all, she couldn't keep him from traveling alone, and all she could do in the end was the most basic obedience of a soldier.

The job of number 76 needs you.Our party and our great cause of resistance against Japan need you.

Zhu Huiyin gritted her teeth and wiped away the tears all over her face, and left resolutely without any hesitation.

After another round of bullets confronted each other, Ming Lou put down the empty gun, and gripped the final short blade tightly.

There are less than ten people left in the two squads of the Japanese army.This is a chance for Minglou to give it a go in its heyday, but the current situation...

Minglou tightened his bloody red handkerchief, tied it tightly to the bleeding arm wound, and looked towards the door of the freezer.He believed in Ah Cheng, the child had never disappointed him since he was a child.

The enemy approached inch by inch from several directions.Minglou barely stood up straight against the wall, his eyes darkened in bursts.The exhaustion of physical strength was lost much faster than he estimated, and he tried his best to concentrate and cheer himself up.In any case, he must persist until Ah Cheng comes out and watch him leave safely.

The blade in his hand reflected a cold light.Minglou stood calmly against the wall, ready to go.

boom!Bang bang bang!

Unexpected gunshots suddenly sounded from behind the enemy.The Japanese army turned around in astonishment, and before they could react, several people were lying in a pool of blood one after another.

Facing the enemy from both sides, the few remaining Japanese soldiers looked around and struggled.Snapped!Another companion was shot in the head.The terrified and desperate enemies picked up their machine guns and swept around again. The splashing sparks touched the chemicals left out in the laboratory, and burst out clusters of burning flames.

At this moment, the knife in Minglou's hand pierced through the air, passing through layers of dense bullets with a fierce wind, and broke through the densely packed bullets in a cloud of gunpowder smoke.