Zhang Tianhao was lying on the bed at Shimada Tai's house in Yangzhou. He had been resting for more than two hours. He couldn't sleep anymore because it was half past twelve at night.
Especially tonight, there is a good show in Shanghai, and it is a good show planned by him. He has no idea what the specific results will be.
But he knew that Shanghai would definitely be in trouble this time.
After all, so many secret service agencies and so many garrison troops in Shanghai were slapped in the face. That Tu Fei Yuan, or Ying Zuo, will be criticized by others in terms of their abilities.
The most important thing is how many Japanese, spies, and traitors will die tonight, and how many of his own people will be injured. He is also very concerned about it.
Even though several doctors were prepared, things were not as simple as he imagined.
No matter how much you prepare, you may not be able to use it; no matter how little you prepare, you may not be able to use it.
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Just when Zhang Tianhao was worried, the gunshots in Shanghai slowly died down and became less and less. Even if they existed, they were very few. There were only a few gunshots occasionally heard.
As for the pursuit, those spies and Japanese military police, as long as they were outside, were very few who could survive. Nearly three hundred people were mobilized to participate in this operation.
Moreover, all the equipment is equipped to the teeth, so it is difficult to achieve no results.
Just when the chaos in the city began to subside, there were still a few places where things started slowly.
Of course, these places are not ordinary places, but opium dens opened by the Japanese, and there are special people to deal with them.
Outside the reopened Fushou Hall, a Japanese squad of 13 people suddenly walked over.
"Your work, please get out of the way. I am here to perform official duties under the orders of General Yingzuo of the Military Police to protect your property here. Please cooperate."
"Our place is not under your jurisdiction. Please leave here and hurry up."
A Japanese ronin pointed directly at the leading Japanese sergeant and cursed loudly: "You are really blind. Are you here too? Get out."
"Baga, you dare to talk about the military police and the personal guards of His Majesty the Emperor like this. This is contempt for His Majesty the Emperor. For the sake of His Majesty the Emperor's reputation, you all must die, Baga!"
"kill!"
After the leader started scolding, he pounced directly on the Japanese ronin, and he had an extra dagger in his hand.
"Baga, you are so desperate."
The Japanese ronin did not expect that the Japanese military police who arrived would be so arrogant and directly labeled them as disrespectful to the emperor, which made them have the urge to scold them.
In Japan or Shanghai, China, if other Japanese are heard disrespecting the Emperor, their lives are almost over.
It's just that the killing methods of these people are quite powerful. As the person at the front roared, the others rushed over directly. The three Japanese ronin at the door fell into a pool of blood and died before they came over.
I can't die anymore.
When the young leader saw three people dead, he waved to the people behind him. The thirteen people opened the door and walked in. As they entered, they heard several more muffled groans coming from inside.
The three young men who fell at the end looked at the three Japanese ronin on the ground, then they easily dragged a body into the house with a samurai sword in one hand and a corpse in the other.
As the door closed, several shouts or muffled sounds were heard from time to time throughout the Fushou Hall, but overall they did not attract much attention.
However, ten minutes later, a group of thirteen people came out as if they had just entered, and there were still thirteen people coming out, and there were people coming out behind carrying two large packages.
"Let's go to the next house!"
On the truck, the young man said calmly, if Zhang Tianhao and the others were here, they would definitely recognize them. These people turned out to be the first two team members trained by A Feng. They have been living in Shanghai and are deeply lurking.
Will be used easily.
This time, they were mobilized in order to take action and cause a stir in Shanghai.
However, all of these thirteen people have put on makeup. If you don't pay attention, you may not be able to recognize them even face to face.
Next, they will go to another Japanese company, but this is just a place selling dog meat. The other places are mainly human trafficking, especially women and children. As for where they went, needless to say, basically
Some also know.
The second goal is to destroy this place and rescue the children and women here.
As for how to deal with these women and children, Zhang Tianhao had already arranged it in advance. The women would take the children and then find a job, and arrange for these people to live there first, and then slowly solve the problem.
Now Zhang Tianhao has established a textile factory using Jinghei Jiichiro's identity. I believe that as long as he comes back, he can stuff all these women into it without any problems.
After all, these women are homeless, and the children are all sent to the factory to learn from adults. It is no problem to call them child labor. After all, if they can have something to eat, it is already a huge opportunity.
Ah Feng's mission tonight is to clean up three vicious Japanese organizations, and this one is also the last one. After all, their operation also started at twelve o'clock.
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At one o'clock in the morning, the whole of Shanghai had already returned to tranquility. Except that the thick smell of blood on the streets had not changed, and no one had picked up the corpses, there was no movement anymore.
As if the sound for half an hour was just a dream.
Now, there isn't even a patrol on the street, but in most houses no one dares to sleep, and no one is really that big-hearted when awakened by the sound of gunfire.
Aya looked at the intelligence that had just been sent. Nine sisters, ten action teams, except A Feng's group, other teams also began to send battle reports one after another.
"Xiaoya, now we have six people, including Third Sister, Old Seventh, and Old Eleven. There is no news from the other side. Could something happen over there?"
Xinxin looked at the statistics just now, her face was quite satisfied.
Six sisters dispatched a total of 179 people, and now the number has returned to 154. Some of them were seriously injured, some died in battle, and some are missing. The specific situation is still unknown.
But they have already sent people to look for him.
It will probably take a while to get more specific news. If he really died in battle, it would be nothing. If other accidents happen, and if he doesn't go back in time, there might be some trouble.
The three of them were sitting here counting, but their mood was not so good.
After all, there were casualties and disappearances.
"How come there is no news about the three of them till now? Isn't this a desperate situation?"
"Don't be anxious, it's useless to be anxious, really!"
"Calm down, if something happens to that sister, we will have to adjust according to the plan, you know?"
"Would you like to report to the young master that the young master is still waiting?"
"No, now is not the time to report, and the young master's radio station may not be free. He is in the gendarmerie, and he is a military policeman in Yangzhou. Does he dare to bring it out? Isn't that asking for death? Or is it not enough trouble to dislike the young master!
"
Xinxin glared at Xiaoya directly and said lightly.
"If there is really a notice, we have to wait until the young master sends a telegram and we can forward it directly."
This chapter has been completed!