The second floor of a house in Yanderi.
Ying Zuoyi pecked a sip of wine lightly, and a spiciness penetrated her throat and felt a little soft.
"Good wine." He shook his head gently, "China is too big and there are too many good things. Such fine wines are very precious and rare in China, but they have so many famous wines that have been passed down for a hundred years and a thousand years."
"Kaishaki, these will soon belong to our Great Japanese Empire."
"You are right." As soon as Ying Zuoying walked to the window, she looked at the old friend who was slowly entering the ambush circle in the drizzle. "Cheng Qianfan is a talent, and there are too many talents in China, what should I do?"
"Kill them."
"That's right, that's right." Ying Zuoying chuckled, "Cheng Jun has always been friendly to the empire, and I believe he is willing to sacrifice himself for Japan-China friendship."
"Ying Zuojun, I still don't quite understand why Cheng Qianfan was chosen?"
"If you want to blame me, my old friend, isn't very lucky." Ying Zuoyi sneered.
Koji lowered his head and curled his lips. He did not agree with Ying Zuo Yingichi's choice. In his opinion, Cheng Qianfan could not recognize Ying Zuo Yingichi at all.
Because even Ying Zuoyi himself admitted that the probability of Cheng Qianfan recognizing him was extremely small, not to mention that these days have passed, and the crisis that should arise has long arisen.
He actually wanted to say that Cheng Qianfan's identity is low. If he chooses a policeman with more important identity, such as Jin Kemu, the commander of the Central Police Station, or the other two commanders, the effect will be better.
Koji didn't persuade him again.
The military's evaluation of Eiichi Kanata is "an outstanding talent who pursues perfection and perfection."
In Koji's opinion, just like Kagesaki Kage has a very serious obsession with cleanliness, Kagesaki Kage is too obsessed with some obsessions. Because he met this policeman in Shuanglongfang, Kagesaki Kage was more irritable in the following few days. After these days, he finally attacked the policeman.
Of course, it’s enough for Kagesako to be happy, and if you kill a Chinese man, you’ll kill him.
"Are these Belarus reliable?"
"Don't worry, Kagesaki." Koji said, "These people hate Soviet Russia to the core, which is why they are willing to cooperate with the empire."
"The good show is on." Kageosae nodded, revealing a cruel smile.
...
Cheng Qianfan's vision penetrated the fine raindrops.
A tall foreigner was walking towards him with his head held high.
There was a foreigner about seven or eight meters behind him.
At the end of the alley, there is a tall figure vaguely visible in the rain.
It turned out to be a Westerner.
Cheng Qianfan was slightly surprised. In his guess, he might be a Japanese, a spy from the Party Investigation Office, or even a person from the Political Department of the Police Station of the French Concession.
This possibility of Westerners was not considered.
This is a standard triangular offensive formation.
As long as he advances more than twenty meters, the first person will come behind him, and he will enter the center of the triangle and be attacked from both sides.
The most important thing is that he didn't know if there were any ambush outside the alley.
Ten meters ahead is Hu Laonian's house. Hu Laonian went to Hong Kong, and the house is now empty.
In the utility room on the second floor, Cheng Qianfan hid a Mauser pistol, two magazines, and a grenade.
Take the initiative and knock down the man in front with one shot.
Use firepower to suppress the person behind.
At the same time, he quickly broke into Hu Laonian's home and got his weapons.
Cheng Qianfan's brain started quickly and thought about ways to adapt.
The distance between the two is shortening.
The first person touched his arms with one hand.
Cheng Qianfan's eyes changed.
It's too late, we have to take the initiative.
...
"Dou—Dou—"
Cheng Qianfan suddenly made a shrill whistle sound from his mouth.
The other party was obviously affected by the sudden police whistle, and the action of pulling the gun was suffocated.
Almost instantly, Cheng Qianfan drew his gun with his right hand very quickly and shot twice in a row.
At the same time, he did not retreat but advanced, and directly stepped forward and leaned against the man who was shot in front of the shot, using this person as a flesh shield.
I only heard two gunshots, and there was a muffled sound in my ears. This was the flesh shield at work.
Cheng Qianfan held on his shoulders and grabbed the flesh shield with one hand. He didn't even look at it, and he just shot him back.
At the same time, the police whistle in his mouth continued to sound shrillly.
The successive gunfire broke the tranquility of Yandeli in the early morning, the cry of children, the panic scolding of adults, and the sound of running from afar.
Dou-Dou-Dou.
Hearing the echo of a police whistle came from a distance, Cheng Qianfan breathed a sigh of relief.
He bet right.
Every morning at this time, a team of patrol officers who change their guards pass by nearby.
"Where can shoot?"
"I am Cheng Qianfan!" Cheng Qianfan shouted loudly, "Around them."
While speaking, he threw the meat shield and rolled on the ground to avoid it. A bullet hit the stone slab where he had just been hiding, and the splashed stones passed by his cheeks.
"Comrade Uranov!"
"Retreat quickly!"
The other two gunmen shouted loudly, followed by several gunshots and panic footsteps.
"Officer Cheng, are you okay?"
"I'm fine." Cheng Qianfan didn't get up immediately, lay on the ground and observed for more than ten seconds. When he saw several policemen running over with spears, he got up.
Several policemen's faces were pale and their guns were pointed at the man lying on the ground. They rarely encountered such gun battles.
Cheng Qianfan tried to get up from the ground, but he couldn't get up after several consecutive strokes.
A policeman came up to help him up.
No one laughed at Cheng Qianfan for being weak. The two gunmen just now opened fire at them when they escaped, and the few people's calves are still trembling.
Cheng Qianfan was besieged by three people and survived, but his legs were weak and his pants were not scared.
"Brother, help me."
Cheng Qianfan rubbed his calves, took a deep breath, and with the help of his colleagues, he turned over the shots who were killed. This was a middle-aged man with a Slavic face, shot everywhere, two shots in the chest, two shots in the back, two eyes widened, and his mouth was covered in blood.
...
The shooting in Yandri shocked the French Concession.
It was not just Qin Detai who came quickly with Jin Kemu.
Lieutenant Malay from the Political Department of the French Concession also rushed over.
"Xiao Cheng, is it okay?"
"Report to Mr. Qin, golden head." Cheng Qianfan looked in a shocked look, his face pale, and he barely saluted, "Fortunately, his colleagues rescued him in time, and Qianfan was lucky to be unharmed, but..."
"Just what?"
"But Qianfan thought that this wind could not last long. There was a shooting of Maggie Road before, and now Qianfan was attacked. Qianfan had no mention of his personal safety. This is a provocation to the police station." Cheng Qianfan said gritting his teeth.
"So arrogant!" Qin Detai was furious, "You are right. This is a provocation to Mr. Qin and the police station. Investigate it! Just check it to the end!"
Lieutenant Malay looked at the lying body with a delicate mustache.
Looking back at Cheng Qianfan, he saw that the young policeman pretended to be calm and actually couldn't hide his fear on his face. He shook his head gently.
However, there is no young man who has been too despised by young policemen and has not experienced the battlefield of bullets. This is already good.
He turned his head and said to the translator.
Chapter completed!