On a strange willow tree 600 meters away from the Super High School campus, Geng Chaozhong was dozing with his eyes half closed.
Several dog barks were heard, Geng Chaozhong opened his eyes and raised the spear in his hand.
In the circular field of view, all the situations in the courtyard of the Special Higher Education Course can be seen at a glance.
Two guards guarding the door, three dogs, four motorcycles, and the dim lights in the house.
He has been in this tree for almost two hours...
Seeing the lights in the station go out, Geng Chaozhong's heart also rose and fell.
He was worried about Yun Wei's safety.
Excluding any emotional factors, from the coldest logical analysis, if Zhao Lijun wants to survive, the most realistic and direct way is to surrender and reveal Yun Wei's identity. In this way, not only can he save his life, but he does not need to kill him in Shanghai.
's subordinates.
Geng Chaozhong could not take this risk.
Therefore, Geng Chaozhong could only take out his treasure at the bottom of the box, the Type 79 sniper rifle from later generations.
This is a replica of the former Soviet Union's Dragunov (SVD) semi-automatic sniper rifle. It was officially finalized in 1979 and put into mass production in 1981. During the Laoshan Operation, a large number of our army's snipers used this rifle in sniper operations against Vietnam.
There was once a special shooter who used the Type 79 sniper rifle to create a sniper kill record of 1,300 meters (there are also rumors of hitting 1,600 meters). The Chinese sniper with the highest record using this rifle is still unknown. The highest decrypted record is currently
Zheng Jue, a pentathlon shooter from the 8th Company of the 421st Regiment of the 141st Division of the 47th Army, sniped and killed more than 50 Vietnamese soldiers.
Geng Chaozhong touched the notch on the wooden butt of the gun. It was the word "正", but the last stroke was missing.
Every time he killed ten people with this gun, Geng Chaozhong would draw a stroke on the butt of the gun. So far, the first character "正" has been drawn four strokes, and only the last stroke is left.
Will there be a chance to make the final stroke today?
.......
"Mr. Fang, do you have something to say to me?" In the cell, Mu Teng was looking at Zhao Lijun with a smile.
"Well," Zhao Lijun's expression was very calm, and there was even a smile on the corner of his mouth, "Mr. Muto, I have decided to cooperate with you."
"Very good!" Muto was overjoyed and clapped his hands violently, "Mr. Fang is indeed a talented person who understands current affairs! I, Muto, am truly lucky to have your help!"
"Mr. Muto, you're welcome!" Zhao Lijun smiled, "But I have a few conditions."
"Please tell me!" Muto said happily.
"First, ensure the safety of my family. My family is in Shanghai. You must pick up my family as soon as possible." Zhao Lijun said.
"That's no problem, Shanghai is our territory now." Muto agreed happily.
Zhao Lijun is very sincere in leaving his family to himself!
"Second, please let the brothers who are with me go." Zhao Lijun said again.
"This..." Muto hesitated, "This is a small matter. I promise you there will be no problem. However, have you ever thought about it. After these people go back, your safety may be threatened. They are too familiar with you.
This is not a good thing."
"No one understands my style of doing things," Zhao Lijun interrupted Muto's suggestion, "Please let them go."
"Okay, but they were a little injured. I asked the doctor to treat them. Once the injuries are healed, I will let them go." Muto replied.
"Okay." Zhao Lijun nodded.
Before he shows substantial sincerity, such as receiving his family, Muto will not truly believe him, and Zhao Lijun knows this very well.
"By the way, Mr. Fang, I have investigated some of your situation before and know that you have been in Nanjing before. I would like to ask how big the Secret Service is now and how many talents like you are there?" Muto asked
.
"Oh? Are you interested in this? I thought you already knew it!" Zhao Lijun's mouth twisted.
He also did not expect that the special higher education class had such a superficial understanding of the Secret Service. It seemed that under the leadership of Virtue, the Secret Service had done a good job in keeping secrets.
"Your office has only been established for a short period of time, and all the elites are from Huangpu. To be honest, our special higher education department does not have a very good understanding of you, but our understanding of party mediation is quite detailed." Muto said frankly.
"Party mediation office?" Zhao Lijun curled his lips, "That's just a shabby house with air leakage from all directions. Needless to say, the Red Party has already reduced it to a pile of rags!"
"Haha, it's true," Muto also laughed, "I heard that in the past few years, there were cases of red party dens in the Party Mediation Office, and the heads of several important cities were red party cadres."
"That's right," Zhao Lijun nodded, "As for our Secret Service, there were very few departments at the beginning, and all the staff were divided into six teams. These teams are in charge of everything, including intelligence, operations, and transportation.
How well it is done depends on how well the leading team leader does it."
"What about your specific identity?" Muto asked.
"Me?" Zhao Lijun smiled, "I am also a team leader, and now I am the acting webmaster of Beiping Station."
"You did a great job," Mu Teng said with respect on his face, "You disappeared in Beiping and caused us a lot of trouble. But it's fine now. We will be a family from now on. I hope Mr. Fang will give you more advice in the future!
"
After saying that, he bent down ninety degrees and bowed to Zhao Lijun.
"Mr. Muto, you're welcome," Zhao Lijun returned the gesture, "It's my honor to serve the empire."
After the two were polite, Muto suddenly patted his head and said:
"Oh, by the way, I shouldn't let Mr. Fang stay here, come here!"
A guard came in from outside.
"Prepare a comfortable room for Mr. Fang, and use the best items for all items!" Muto ordered.
"Hi Yi!" the guard agreed and walked out quickly.
"Thank you for taking care of me, Mr. Wu Teng," Zhao Lijun bowed, glanced at Yun Wei who was guarding the door of the cell, and whispered:
"It's too stuffy in this cell. I want to take a walk in the yard. Is it convenient for you?"
"Oh," Muto patted his head, "Okay, no problem, let's go out and chat!"
Wu Teng walked to the door of the cell and was about to ask Zhao Lijun to come out when Yun Wei beside him whispered: "Colonel, be careful."
For some reason, Yun Wei always felt that Zhao Lijun's performance was a bit inappropriate. He felt that things were a bit out of control.
"It doesn't matter, I have full trust in Mr. Fang, you don't have to say anything!" Mu Teng glared at Yun Wei fiercely.
Yun Wei had no choice but to make way and escorted Wu Teng and Zhao Lijun to the door.
When he came to the yard, Zhao Lijun finally showed a smile on his face. He looked at Mu Teng and whispered: "To thank you for taking care of me, I will tell you a big secret."
"What secret?" Muto had an excited expression on his face.
A sneer appeared at the corner of Zhao Lijun's mouth. He looked at Yun Wei who was standing at the door. Just as he was about to speak, he heard a "bang" and a scream. A bullet followed the predetermined trajectory and accurately shot into Zhao Lijun.