"Li Shiqun, how are you?"

When this voice sounded, it was like the voice coming from the depths of hell, the demon Li Shiqun was most afraid of.

His whole body froze there.

He wanted to resist, but his body was limp.

Several gunshots were pressed against his head.

The weapon was taken from him.

Then, he finally saw clearly the person sitting opposite him:

Meng Shaoyuan!

Meng Shaoyuan smiled and said in the kindest voice:

"I've always wanted to be with you face to face and have a good chat. Now, I finally have the chance, right?"

Li Shiqun knew he was finished.

He didn't feel anything bad about being defeated at the hands of Meng Shaoyuan.

But he was a little unwilling and shouted:

"Lin Lize, you bastard, betray me!"

At this moment, a piece of cloth covered his nose.

There was a strange smell coming from it.

Li Shiqun struggled for a while and then fell softly.

A sack was put on his body.

"Sir, that's it."

Meng Shaoyuan looked at the time: "Let's go to the pier!"

…

"Meng Shaoyuan, bastard, you bastard!"

Wang Yixin scolded and scolded his men loudly.

Meng Shaoyuan is such a bastard.

Not only did he not even see me when he arrived in Shanghai, he even gave me orders.

Let yourself attract the Japanese military police to the dock within the specified time.

Strive for the most favorable conditions for evacuation!

He scolded all eighteen generations of Meng Shaoyuan's ancestors in his heart.

But he did it anyway.

He mobilized all the forces he could muster and launched an attack on the Japanese military police within the specified time.

He was unwilling to do so, but he had to do it.

One, Meng Shao was his direct boss.

There is still one:

They are all Chinese!

They all have their own mission!

In Shanghai, keep fighting!

Personal grudges can be put aside for the time being.

"Hold on for five more minutes and retreat!"

Wang Yixin roared.

…

Three trucks roared towards us.

That's the Sakurakan car.

Li Zhifeng handed over the pass.

The Japanese squad leader made a hasty inspection:

"Come on, Chinaman, attack!"

Gunshots were heard intensively there.

…

Gunshots were heard intensively there.

Jin Jiaqing was so suppressed that he couldn't even lift his head.

"Stop fighting, stop fighting!"

Jin Jiaqing shouted loudly.

its not right.

Is that the Japanese military police?

Why are they fighting themselves?

Jin Jiaqing held up a piece of white cloth, shook it and shouted:

"Stop it, stop it, I'm Jin Jiaqing, Jin Jiaqing from the Secret Service Headquarters!"

…

Italian freighter, "Brunette".

Falti lit a cigar.

These people are so brave.

There was a gun battle with the Japanese in Shanghai.

Those Chinese are coming.

Men and women, old and young.

Falti took a drag on his cigarette: "I'm curious, isn't your boss afraid that I will betray you?"

"Don't be afraid. Since the boss says you are available, then you must be available."

Li Zhifeng said calmly: "Besides, if you really betray us, the best we can do is die together."

He unbuttoned his shirt, revealing the grenades packed inside.

Falti's expression changed instantly.

Li Zhifeng unhurriedly buttoned up his clothes: "It's up to people to make things happen. God has to do everything well. If any uncontrollable factors occur, they are beyond human control.

My boss and I have experienced many dangers far greater than today. Once, a Japanese bayonet was right at the tip of our noses, but we still survived."

He suddenly asked: "Mr. Falti, guess what will happen if something happens to us today?"

Falti shook his head.

Li Zhifeng smiled: "As long as there is only one person left in the military command, I will hunt you and your wife, children, grandparents, grandparents, and grandparents forever. As long as you and your family members are alive, it will be a lifelong matter, and they will not stop until death."

"

Falty couldn't help but shudder.

He smiled bitterly: "Now I finally know why Japan was unable to win this war!"

In the distance, a black car was speeding towards here.

Falti glanced at Li Zhifeng: "I think it's time for us to meet your boss."

He took out an Italian Fasi badge and pinned it on his chest.

…

"Asshole, why you!"

Takeshi Okamura's face was ashen.

He never thought that the person he surrounded was actually Jin Jiaqing from No. 76!

"Your Excellency Feicun asked us to be here."

"Your Excellency Feicun, which Mr. Feicun?"

Before Okamura Takeshi finished asking, a Japanese military policeman ran over:

"Report, a fierce gun battle broke out in Kang Nao Road."

"Kang Nao escaped?"
To be continued...