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Chapter 93 Live Target

The news gradually passed. Wang moved into a safe house in the British Concession.

Liu Dacheng learned from Hideko Kawashima that the arms seized by the Special High School Section were transported to the Military Police Headquarters.

Tada Shun's office is very spacious, about two hundred square meters. Half of it is used for office work and the other half is used for receiving guests.

Liu Dacheng respectfully sent a framed calligraphy work to Tada Jun. Tada Jun opened it and saw that it was the poem "Man Jiang Hong" written by Yue Fei.

"Good calligraphy, really good calligraphy. The writing is very impressive."

Tada Shun continued to admire Liu Chengda's calligraphy while nodding in admiration.

Appreciating it purely from the perspective of calligraphy, it is indeed a good work. Liu Dacheng has been copying Wang Xizhi's calligraphy since he was a child. It is like wild cursive, absorbing the essence of Wang Xizhi and making innovations. The brushwork is free and unrestrained.

"The ambition is to eat the meat of Huns when hungry, and to drink the blood of Huns when they are thirsty."

"Thirty years of fame and dust are like dust and dust, and eight thousand miles are like clouds and moon."

What Liu Dacheng likes most is the momentum of Yue Fei's poem. So when he writes it, he often writes it in one go, feeling a bit like a tiger swallowing thousands of miles.

"Jun Dacheng, you're welcome. Come on, I'll take you to a place."

After that, Jun Tada picked up the saber on the knife holder, put on his snow-white gloves, and called Major Akiyama to go out together.

After a while, they came to a large and spacious playground. This playground was larger than ten football fields. It was probably used by the military police for training.

There were more than a dozen wooden stakes erected on the edge of the playground. Soldiers in gray military uniforms were tied to the wooden stakes. About two military police in a small group were practicing assassination on the playground.

Jun Tada pointed at the military police and said: "These soldiers are all recruits recruited from Japan and Taiwan. Many of them have just graduated from high school and have not been on the battlefield. They have no idea what war is and what death is."

"Look over there, there are twelve New Fourth Army prisoners together. They were all captured by our regular troops during their raids in northern Jiangsu. Keeping them has no use except wasting food. So, I want them to use their last bit.

The remaining heat serves as a target for the new recruits."

From a distance, those New Fourth Army soldiers were as skinny as sticks. If they hadn't still had a few eyeballs rolling around, Liu Dacheng wouldn't have believed they were alive.

Liu Dacheng felt a sharp pain in his heart!

The bastard Japanese devils are so ruthless against your ancestors.

Tada Shun waved to Major Akiyama, who ran over and gave a military salute.

"let's start."

"Hai!"

Two teams of soldiers, the first team lying on the ground, the second team stood behind and watched.

Gunshots were fired.

The marksmanship of the new recruits was very poor. In the first round of shooting, only two of them hit the target, but not the vital part. The prisoner of the New Fourth Army who was injured by the gun cursed loudly: "You little Japanese, why don't you kill me!"

In the second round of shooting, three more people were injured. There was another roar of pain.

Then, the third round, the fourth round...

Every round of live ammunition shooting, the prisoners who were hit but not dead, would curse the Japanese ancestors. But Shun Tada laughed loudly, and then encouraged the recruits to continue working hard, not to panic, to hold their breath as much as possible, and to aim the gun accurately.

The fight lasted until the twentieth round, and there was still one prisoner who was still alive and could still curse.

Tada Shun looked sideways at Liu Dacheng, smiled sinisterly, and said: "Dacheng-kun, come on!"

"I?"

"Yes, come. I want to take a look at your marksmanship. You performed well in the agent training class. I hope you won't disappoint me today."

Liu Chengda took the Nanbu pistol handed over by Tada Shun and really wanted to shoot Tada Shun!

Turn on the safety, aim, pull the trigger, and it's all done in one go!

boom!

A bullet accurately hit the prisoner's forehead. Under the sun, an extremely gorgeous flower of blood seemed to bloom.

"good!"

Tada Shun applauded, and the onlookers' recruits also applauded. Major Akiyama silently took the pistol handed back by Liu Dacheng and gently blew on the still smoking muzzle.

Liu Dacheng's heart was bleeding!

He couldn't see the wounded who had suffered gunshot wounds and were still wailing in pain!

He was imagining that his bullet was shooting into the heart of the Japanese devil.

Kill with one shot!

Jun Tada gave Liu a thumbs up and praised: "My nephew's shooting skills are more accurate than a scalpel!"

...

Back at the headquarters, Shun Tada was still praising Liu Chengda's marksmanship: "I didn't expect that he, a civil servant, could practice his marksmanship to perfection."

"Uncle Tada, thank you very much."

Liu Dacheng bowed deeply and expressed his gratitude to Shun Tada for his appreciation.

"Uncle Tada, my nephew has an unkind request. I don't know whether to tell it or not?"

Tada Shun waved his hand boldly and said with a smile: "Between us uncle and nephew, do you have any requests that you can't ask for? Just say it!"

"I heard from Kawashima Hideko that they seized a batch of arms at Pier 16 a few days ago? I wonder if this is the case?"

"Yes. Uh" Hearing this, Tada Shun suddenly became alert and asked seriously: "What do you want to do? Smuggling arms, that's a big no!"

Liu Dacheng bowed deeply, expressed his "apology" to Shun Tada, and continued: "Even if I borrow ten of my nephew's courage, my nephew will not dare to engage in arms smuggling. The thing is, my nephew now has a lot of talent."

Hongmao Textile Factory has a lot of property in the factory, and I am always worried that bad people will come and cause trouble, so my nephew wants to form a factory protection team specifically to maintain the safety of the factory. I wonder if it is feasible? Of course, the price offered by my nephew is quite high.

.In addition, my nephew has several friends in the business world, and they all said that they need to buy some weapons for self-defense. The price must be very, very generous."

"this"

Tada Shun was shaken. He was having a fierce struggle in his heart. The market value of those weapons was more than 30,000 US dollars. He was wondering if he could sell them for a higher price.

The weapons and ammunition in the weapons depot are piled up like mountains. Even if we sell more, no one will come to check. At most, we will report more battle losses.

"How much do you want?"

"One hundred long guns, one hundred short guns, and fifty submachine guns. Each of these guns is equipped with a thousand rounds of ammunition. There are also hand grenades, grenades, light and heavy machine guns, etc., if any, they are all needed."

Tada Shun was stunned when he heard this. This is not an armed factory protection team, it is obviously an armed army!

"Why do you need so many weapons?"

"It looks like a little more. Three or four friends divided it up, and I don't have much left in my hands. Of course, these weapons can be obtained through the arms dealers in the concession. But when there is business, of course, I must first think of you, uncle."

ah."

"This is one hundred thousand dollars. Please accept it, uncle."

Citibank check. One hundred thousand dollars, genuine!

When Shun Tada saw the check, his vigilant psychological defense collapsed instantly.

"Actually, it's not impossible to make changes. I have the full right to do so. However, Mr. Dacheng, once this matter is known to the superiors, the investigation will be huge or trivial. You must do a good job of keeping it confidential."

"Of course. Uncle, don't forget your nephew's work."

"Of course I know. You are a spy. Hahaha!" Jun Tada laughed heartily and reached out to grab the check.

"Tomorrow, the arms will be in our warehouse, and there may be more than what you asked for. You can send a truck over tomorrow to transport them away."


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