A car came speeding from far away. Under the light of the street lights, the license plate number could be seen clearly. It was Wu Jingyao's car.
The leading man held a pistol in both hands, the muzzle of the gun moved with the car, and shouted: "Sun Jie!"
There was a poplar tree as thick as a bowl on the roadside, which had been sawed off three-quarters beforehand. Sun Jie pushed hard with both hands, and the poplar tree fell down with a crack, leaving a large branch lying across the road.
A few meters away, the car suddenly braked and stopped in the middle of the road. Wu Jingyao reacted very quickly to this situation. He didn't waste a second and kept shouting: "Reverse! Fast! Fast!"
The driver quickly shifted into reverse gear, stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and the car moved backwards like an arrow.
Almost at the same time, as soon as the car stopped, Ma Keming rushed out, pulled the trigger of the carbine, and aimed a burst of bullets at the target.
“Da da da da da da!”
The driver and the bodyguard sitting in the passenger seat were the first to bear the brunt of the attack. They were shot several times and died on the spot. The car lost control and crashed into the concrete seat of the street lamp with a bang. The trunk lid was bounced off by the impact.
A bodyguard shouted: "Director, you hide under the car seat!"
No need to remind him, as soon as the gunfire rang out, Wu Jingyao immediately squatted down, praying to the Buddha to bless him, and hoping that reinforcements would come as soon as possible!
“Da da da da da da!”
"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
The carbine and the pistol fired bullets like raindrops. Within a few minutes, the glass of the car was shattered and the body of the car was full of bullet holes.
Wu Jingyao's two bodyguards were surrounded by enemies and used the car door as a cover to hold on.
"Da da da da da!"
Gunshots rang out, and a bodyguard was shot in the back by a bullet. He fell to the ground, twitched several times, and died with his eyes wide open.
The condition of the remaining bodyguard was not much better. He was shot in the thigh. He sat on the ground and endured the pain. He was shot several times from time to time.
Wu Jingyao was panicking. If he continued like this, his assassin would rush over in less than three or two minutes. He couldn't care less about surviving, so he leaned over to pick up the pistol on the ground and fired a few shots at the figures on the roadside.
This assassination operation by the military commander is a retaliatory response to the Japanese Qingxiang Movement. The purpose is to let more people know that the resistance force in Yanjin still exists. The Chinese are not lambs to be slaughtered. You can kill my compatriots.
Sister, I also have the ability to make you die in death in five steps!
According to the original plan, regardless of success or failure, the assassination operation must be evacuated within five minutes, because the nearest police station is only about a five-minute drive away.
The car lights flashed in the distance, and a military vehicle appeared in sight. A dozen Japanese soldiers jumped out of the vehicle before the vehicle stopped, squatted on the ground, and opened fire with their Type 38 rifles.
Sun Jie cursed: "Damn it, how did the devil come so fast?"
"Retreat! Retreat quickly!" the leading man in black shouted.
The five people ran into the alley separately. Everyone prepared a bicycle. They got on the bicycle and quickly disappeared into the alley. The route had been planned long ago. They were not retreating blindly.
When he heard the gunfire gradually subsided and the Japanese soldiers' screams came from the distance, Wu Jingyao breathed a sigh of relief. He knew that he had a narrow escape today and escaped an assassination attempt.
Second Lieutenant Miyamoto strode over and said in blunt Chinese: "Director Wu, are you not injured?"
Wu Jingyao got out of the car in shock and said: "It's okay. It's okay...Thank you Lieutenant Miyamoto for the timely reinforcements."
He originally wanted to ask Miyamoto how he knew someone was going to assassinate him. Seeing that the Japanese was still pondering and analyzing his last sentence, he thought it would not be too late to ask again when there was a translator.
He said to the bodyguard sitting on the ground: "Call the Red Bridge Police Station and tell them that there are several rebels carrying guns fleeing westward in the Russian City area. Ask them to start a manhunt immediately. In addition, coordinate the military police as soon as possible."
Team, implement martial law in the Hongqiao area!"
The bodyguard pointed at his leg with a grimace and said, "Director, he was shot. He can't walk even one step."
Wu Jingyao had no choice but to go to the roadside phone booth to make a call himself. Second Lieutenant Miyamoto waved his hand, and several military police followed him and stood guard with guns outside the phone booth.
Miyamoto led people to search the area, but could not find any valuable clues except the extinguished brazier.
After calling the police station, Wu Jingyao tried to dial the number of Mingde Middle School. This time, the call was connected. The person who answered the phone was the teacher on duty. He said that the students had gone home from school and he had not heard of anyone being taken to hospital after falling.
Hospital matters.
Wu Jingyao called his home phone again: "Hey, it's me. Is my son back?"
"I just came back and went out with my classmates again." Mrs. Wu's cold voice came on the phone.
"Oh... you usually have to keep an eye on him. The streets are so chaotic now. Don't let him run around..."
"What do I care about? You are the chief and can speak well. Why don't you care?"
"The bureau is busy with work and I come home so late every day. How can I have time to take care of him?"
Mrs. Wu snorted and said, "Who knows if you are busy with work or if you have provoked some naughty fox..."
"The more you talk, the more outrageous it becomes!" Wu Jingyao hung up the phone angrily.
This situation is actually very simple. The military commanders first manipulated the security vehicle to ensure that it would break down within a few miles. Then they took advantage of Wu Jingyao's love for his son and pretended to be a teacher to make up such a story.
Guessing that Wu Jingyao might verify the authenticity of the situation, he arranged for people to keep calling Mingde Middle School for half an hour, with the purpose of preventing Wu Jingyao's call from coming in within a short period of time.
The method is very simple, but the effect is surprisingly good. Every step is planned. If Hattori Hikoo hadn't discovered the flaw and Miyamoto led reinforcements in time, Wu Jingyao would have been shot to death in less than three to five minutes.
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Ma Keming lives in Dagu. He must rush back before the enemy imposes martial law to ensure his absolute safety.
If there is any area where the Japanese are less vigilant, it is undoubtedly the Shangmaqiao area, because it is a gathering area for Japanese overseas Chinese, and the few Chinese are also law-abiding and obedient people, so the probability of trouble happening is very low.
Ma Keming was planning to rush to Shangmaqiao tram station and take the last tram back to Dagu. According to past experience, after an incident, police forces would be dispatched to the surrounding areas. Comparatively speaking, Shangmaqiao was the safest place.
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The carbine has been handed over to the person leading the team, and now someone stopped Ma Keming for inspection. He is a warehouse manager of the garrison, but why he appeared at Hongqiao at night may arouse suspicion.