Unexpectedly, the Japanese put a lot of effort into defense, and actually deployed a lot of guards on the third floor. Even Miaohua could hear that not only were pistols and rifles being fired, but there was also a crooked handle.
The sound of submachine gun fire.
It has to be said that the Japanese Special High School Department really attaches great importance to Chen Qiang. Not only did they deploy a lot of agents on the first and second floors, they also deployed a detachment of the Japanese Marines on the third floor, which is the only place on the fourth floor.
A strength of 13 men.
"Nima, the little devil actually hid so many people in the hospital ward, and even has machine guns. This is a bit tricky." Miaohua said anxiously.
You know, the Japanese are guarding the entrance to the stairs and hiding around the corner. They shoot whenever they hear any noise. There is really no way to hit them for a while.
However, he was just a little anxious, not panicked. Just because Zhou Wen had already controlled the fourth floor, as long as Zhou Wen attacked from the fourth floor, under attack from both sides, the Japanese on the third floor would definitely not be able to withstand it.
And Zhou Wen lived up to expectations. He didn't just stupidly fight down from the stairs on the fourth floor. He knew that the Japanese on the third floor must know that a battle had broken out on the fourth floor, and they would definitely deploy guard fire at the stairs going downstairs.
Zhou Wen went directly to the pharmacy, dropped from the hook rope still floating outside the window to the third floor, then broke in through the window, and reached the third floor easily.
This room on the third floor is also a pharmacy, and of course there will be no one there.
However, Zhou Wen clearly heard a Japanese man outside the door whispering an order: "Ikawa, the enemies downstairs can't attack for the time being. You lead people to rush up to the fourth floor. No matter what, you must protect the two people upstairs."
A wounded person. Especially that Gao Changfu, he has surrendered to the empire and will still be of great use in the future. Hurry!"
Hearing this, Zhou Wen felt as if he had been struck by lightning. He instantly realized that the wounded man next to Chen Qiang was actually a traitor, and Chen Qiang was now a seriously wounded man without the power to resist, so he was in trouble.
No wonder, the look in Chen Qiang's eyes just now was filled with pleading. He didn't understand it for a while, but now he finally knew that he wanted to get rid of the traitor.
Zhou Wen had no time to blame himself. He knew that time was running out and he had to clear out the enemies on the third floor in a short time, and then go upstairs quickly to rescue Chen Qiang.
Therefore, Zhou Wen stopped leaning against the crack in the door to observe what was going on. Since the whole building was dark, he simply opened the door and stepped out.
But I saw seventeen or eight people standing, squatting or lying in the corridor. Thirteen Japanese Marines in military uniforms pointed their guns at the stairs leading up and downstairs. There were also several plainclothes agents.
Squat behind them and be careful. The few plainclothes Japs closest to Zhou Wen are hunching over and sneaking towards the stairs.
Zhou Wen opened the door quietly, and at this time the two sides continued to shoot and exchange fire. None of the Japanese saw a black figure appearing on their side.
Zhou Wen held the Thompson submachine gun that he had taken out from the bead space a long time ago, knelt on one knee, used the most stable shooting posture, and then pulled the trigger.
"Da da da da..."
Dense and harsh gunshots instantly erupted in the corridor with amplification effects.
A drum with 50 bullets was discharged by Zhou Wen in just ten seconds.
However, the name of the Thompson submachine gun "Chicago Typewriter" is not for nothing, not to mention that the person who operates it is Zhou Wen, a sharpshooter.
Therefore, in a corridor with a width of less than two meters, 50 rounds of bullets covered almost every space in the straight line of the corridor.
As long as the Japs were in the corridor, whether they were plainclothes agents or Marines in military uniforms, whether they were lying down, squatting, or standing, without exception, they would have been struck by at least one bullet.
At this time, Zhou Wen had no time to refill the guns of these dead or alive Japs. He had now used his fastest speed, just like a swift leopard, climbed up to the fourth floor in a few clicks, and arrived quickly.
The door of the ward.
At this time, he saw a man with his back turned to cover Chen Qiang's head with a pillow, and Chen Qiang, who was pinned under him, was motionless.
"Stop!" Zhou Wen roared angrily, exerted force with his feet, and rushed in front of the man with just one quick step. Before he could turn his panicked face, a hand knife was cut on his neck.
Opening the pillow and seeing Chen Qiang still struggling to breathe, Zhou Wen breathed a sigh of relief and quickly used Prajna Qi to straighten Chen Qiang's Qi. At the same time, he thought to himself: "It's good that I heard the little devil's speech, otherwise I would have to wait for myself
After slowly killing all the Japanese, I'm afraid Chen Qiang's body will be hardened. Not only will we lose an anti-Japanese hero, we will also lose 50,000 US dollars."
Just as gunfire was ringing out at the hospital, gunfire was also heard at Japan's Shanghai Special High School, two blocks away.
After drinking some wine last night, Jin Chun Shengyi, who was still asleep, was woken up by his subordinates and heard fierce gunshots from the distance. His face changed drastically and he shouted urgently: "The naval hospital was attacked, hurry up and gather together."
personnel to provide support.”
"Team Leader Otomo has gathered his personnel to prepare for support," his subordinate said.
At this time, he had already heard the sound of the car igniting in the yard. He quickly stood up and walked to the window. He saw a dozen agents, under the command of Otomo Ichiro, getting into three cars respectively. The gate to the yard was also opened.
, I saw three cars quickly driving out of the gate one after another with the screeching sound of tires screeching against the ground.
"I hope it's not too late." Jin Chun Shengyi murmured to himself, but an ominous premonition arose in his heart.
Perhaps to confirm his premonition, before he could finish muttering to himself, he heard dense gunfire like a dozen strings of firecrackers exploding at the same time at the gate.
It's over. Jin Chun Shengyi knew that his premonition had come true. Since the other party knew that they would arrange manpower to stop the attack at the gate of the Special High School, the strength of the hospital would definitely not be small.
"Baga! Have these nasty Zhina people mobilized an army?"
In fact, his guess was good. It would not be an exaggeration to say that the firepower blocking the gate of the Super High School was an army.
The people here are Ergazi and a group of 6 team members, including Huang Dayou and Xiao Shui.
Among them, Xiao Shui was carrying a 38-gauge rifle, Huang Dayou was operating a Czech machine gun, and the others, including Er Gazi, were all Thompson submachine guns with 50-round drum magazines.
With this kind of firepower configuration, even an ordinary army company cannot achieve such intensive automatic firepower.
Therefore, when the three cars drove out of the gate, the first person to shoot was Xiao Shui's 38 rifle.
"Bahah...baahah...baahah..." Three gunshots rang out.
This kind of gunfire, which was as familiar as engraved in the bones of the Japanese, made their hearts sink to the bottom.