Okamura Jiro is a short man, with a pair of triangular eyes shining with cunning light. Sitting at his desk, Liu Dacheng can clearly feel his psychological activities.
Judging from Gangcun's psychological activities, he quite appreciates Liu Dacheng's ideas. This is a good start.
The road of the world is difficult and money is a horse.
Liu Dacheng paid 200,000 US dollars to honor Jiro Okamura, and his attitude towards him was indeed very different. Although he was not called "uncle-nephew" like Shun Tada, the relationship between them was undoubtedly improved to a higher level.
"Liu Sang, do your best. I'm very optimistic about you."
"Thank you to the section chief for your cultivation. From now on, as long as the section chief gives the order, Mr. Liu will go through fire and water, no matter what!"
"Yoshi, yours is so big!"
Just when Liu Dacheng stood up and was about to leave, Jiro Okamura's phone rang. It turned out to be a call from the duty room. Shopkeeper Zhong from Liangdibu Town came to see him.
Jiro Okamura answered in Japanese, asking shopkeeper Zhong to come in quickly. Liu Dacheng stood up and left quickly. When he reached the corner on the second floor, he saw a tall, thin, middle-aged man wearing glasses hurriedly upstairs.
appearance.
Liu Dacheng passed by him, and he could clearly feel that the other party was thinking: This information about Trojan Horse is too important, and Section Chief Gangcun must know it immediately!
Trojan horse?
After learning this word, Liu Dacheng was extremely excited. It seemed that shopkeeper Zhong was the lowest level member of the "Trojan Horse" team. The people in the "Trojan Horse" team were passing information layer by layer like a relay race, and by the time he got there, he was already far away.
The New Fourth Army base area, so he dared to find the special high school blatantly.
Liu Dacheng was extremely excited when he received the message from Shopkeeper Zhong. He drove directly to Shanghai University.
Deng Fei was extremely shocked after hearing Liu Dacheng's report. This Liu Dacheng could sometimes obtain the enemy's most secret information inexplicably, and no one knew how he obtained the information.
"The Trojan team's final destination is Liangdi Port?"
"The shopkeeper's surname is Zhong. In a small town, it's not difficult to find a boss surnamed Zhong. You ask someone to find him and keep an eye on him. We can search in reverse until we find the Trojan horse. Be careful not to alert the snake.
Otherwise, the enemy will decisively cut off all contact with the Trojan horse. This fox Gangcun is not easy to deal with."
"Okay, I'll make arrangements right away."
"Also, the information sent by the Trojan this time is very important. You should send a telegram immediately to see if the headquarters has made any major decisions or combat deployments recently. The secrets may have been leaked, so let them pay attention."
After Liu Dacheng left, Deng Fei was also extremely anxious. He couldn't care so much and immediately sent a telegram to the headquarters of the New Fourth Army: Trojan horse has sent important information, be careful to leak it!
Wei Qiang and Luo Xin received the order and immediately rushed to Liangdibu Town.
Two o'clock in the morning on the third day.
Wu Wenkang divided the whole group into parts and sent 20 action team members to Xiaojia Village, about one kilometer away from the suburban detention center. When these team members heard that this was to rescue the chief of operations, Ping Wusheng, each one of them was determined to die.
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The detention center is located in a small mountain col, surrounded by barbed wire with high-voltage electricity. There are two platoons of puppet troops and a small team of Japanese troops stationed here, and it occupies a dangerous terrain. It is very risky to use a force attack.
Wu Wenkang got fifty liters of gasoline from somewhere. He first asked the three team members to divide the gasoline into separate bags, and then sneaked into the detention center barracks separately.
Two ten in the morning.
The detention center barracks caught fire on time. The flames first started in the bedroom of the detention center director Yao Taiqing. In less than ten minutes, the detention center barracks was already a sea of flames. Some of the soldiers were trapped in the rooms and could not get out. Those who came out did not even have clothes or pants.
They were dressed neatly, let alone holding weapons. While the officers and soldiers of the detention center were busy putting out the fire, Wu Wenkang led the death squad to launch a storm.
Because the officers and soldiers in the detention center were busy fighting fires, many of them did not have guns in their hands. The military agents used all Colt pistols, which were also equipped with silencers.
Blood splattered everywhere, howls arose, and explosions resounded.
The three arsonists who sneaked into the detention center in advance quickly found the cell where Ping Wusheng was being held. Ping Wusheng had already heard the strange noise outside and had been waiting excitedly at the door of the prison.
"Xiao Wu, Xiao Qing, you are here!"
"Chief Ping, let's go!"
Xiao Wu smashed the door lock, picked up Ping Wusheng and ran away. Xiao Qing opened the way in front. Outside the door, Lu Ping was waiting with a light machine gun. Once the enemy was found, the machine gun fired.
In less than three minutes, Xiao Wu carried Ping Wusheng on his back and escaped from the detention center under the cover of Xiao Qing and Lu Ping. Wu Wenkang led his action team members and launched a fierce gun battle with the enemy troops in the detention center.
Wu Wenkang saw that Xiaoqing and the others had succeeded, so he led his operatives to fight and retreat according to the plan, leading the enemy into the mountains.
Ping Wusheng was carried on his back by three members of the team in turns. As expected, it took him less than twenty minutes to reach the mouth of the Sancha River. A boat had been waiting here.
When the captain of the boat saw that the military commander's agents had rescued them safely, he immediately punted the boat to the shore, welcomed them on board, and then sailed towards the vast river in the dark.
The officers and soldiers at the detention center followed Wu Wenkang's men and chased them, shooting them all the way. The sound of gunfire became sparse. Finally, they discovered that the military commander's agents had disappeared.
After receiving reports from the detention center, Jiro Okamura and Li Shiqun immediately gathered their teams and rushed to the detention center. When they arrived at the scene, they saw a barracks that had been burned into ruins by fire. Fortunately, the prisons were not on fire, otherwise more people would have died.
many.
The director of the detention center, Yao Taiqing, ran to Li Shiqun and shouted: "Report to Director Li, the scene has been cleared. Except for the serious criminal Ping Wusheng who was kidnapped, other criminals are still in custody. Thirty-two of our people were injured and ten were killed."
Three people.”
Li Shiqun was so angry that the veins on his forehead protruded and his eyes were bloodshot. Yao Taiqing saw Li Shiqun's murderous gaze and did not dare to look at him.
Snapped!
A loud slap hit Yao Taiqing's face. The marks on his five fingers were extremely clear.
Even Jiro Okamura felt the muscles on his face tighten. Li Shiqun's slap directly made Yao Taiqing stagger and almost fell to the ground.
Li Shiqun shouted: "Assemble everyone!"
After a while, the officers and soldiers of the detention center lined up, their faces covered with dust and soot. The ruins of the barracks were still smoking.
"Who did it? You idiots? There are so many people, but they can't defend a single martial artist?"
Yao Taiqing's mouth moved a few times, but he still didn't dare to make a sound. This group of cunning military agents first used fire to disrupt order, and then launched a fierce attack. Who can withstand such great pressure?
The sword in Okamura Jiro's hand was stuck on the ground. He was short and looked very funny. As a veteran agent, he had never experienced such humiliation.
