Chapter 290 The Show Continues
Xiang Chu chased the Japanese sniper and made a gesture to Liu Zhengxiong and Li Tong to encircle them.
Liu Zhengxiong and Li Tong understood what he meant and immediately took action around the Japanese sniper.
Li Tong continued to drive forward and ran to the streets ahead to intercept.
Liu Zhengxiong ran in the opposite direction of the car, blocking the Japanese sniper's retreat.
Needless to say, this ferocious Japanese sniper was Jiro Matsumoto.
After he left the Japanese-occupied area, he followed the Japanese spies and went on a killing spree, doing all sorts of evil things.
Because he wanted to be the first to win the credit, he took two partners with whom he had worked for many years and went to the vicinity of the Dabeiping Hotel.
One partner hid in a pond, and the other drove him around Peking, looking for Xiang Chu.
There are always people who better than you!
During the hunting process, Xiang Chu discovered that the other side was also a group of three. He first used a grenade to kill the Japanese spy hiding in the pond, and then lured out the other two Japanese spies.
During the chase, he quickly found out Jiro Matsumoto's dodging pattern, which was also his flaw.
People have habits when walking, running, dodging, etc., and once a habit is formed, it is difficult to change.
When dodging, Jiro Matsumoto always likes to move his head first, and then his body.
This leads to a consequence that the head will easily appear first, just a little bit.
"Bang!"
Xiang Chu pulled the trigger of the sniper rifle with a slight advance delay.
The sniper bullet went right through Jiro Matsumoto's face.
Blood spurted out, teeth fell out, and Jiro Matsumoto screamed instinctively.
This slowed down his escape and he was stopped by Li Tong who arrived by car.
"go to hell!"
Li Tong threw a grenade at him.
"Boom!" a sound.
Jiro Matsumoto threw away his sniper rifle and instinctively rolled to avoid the attack.
"Bah! Bah! Bah!"
Xiang Chu shot continuously, hitting him in many places on his body.
Needless to say, Jiro Matsumoto is great at rolling and dodging.
"Little devil! Go to hell."
Liu Zhengxiong also rushed over, yelled loudly, and fired with a pistol in hand.
Xiang Chu shouted loudly: "Old Liu! Quickly retreat."
"Back off?"
Liu Zhengxiong was stunned for a moment, but still stepped back obediently.
Jiro Matsumoto ripped open his shirt and revealed a circle of TNT bombs around his waist.
He rushed to Liu Zhengxiong, who was closest to him, pulled the detonator, and shouted loudly:
"Chinese! I will perish together with you."
"Bang!"
Xiang Chu shot him in the forehead and shouted, "Get down!"
The three people quickly lay down in a direction away from Jiro Matsumoto.
Jiro Matsumoto was dead, but his body still fell forward due to inertia.
"Boom!" There was a loud noise.
The earth trembled, a hole was blown out in the ground, dust flew, and blood and flesh flew everywhere.
"Nonsence!"
Liu Zhengxiong spat out a mouthful of dirt and got up.
Xiang Chu stood up, picked up Matsumoto Jiro's sniper rifle on the ground, and said with a smile:
"Lao Liu! Here's a sniper rifle and three bullets as a reward."
"Great!"
Liu Zhengxiong excitedly took the sniper rifle and couldn't let it go.
Li Tong found the bullet boxes scattered on the ground and said with a smile:
"Uncle Junior Master! There are more than 30 bullets in here."
"Great! This is what I need most now."
Xiang Chu was overjoyed and quickly put it in his pocket.
He still generously took out five bullets and handed them to Liu Zhengxiong, and ordered:
"Lao Liu! Use them sparingly and try to kill one enemy with one bullet."
Liu Zhengxiong grabbed the bullet and shouted, "You kid! How many shots did you have to kill one enemy just now?"
Xiang Chu pointed at the sniper rifle in his hand and said with a smile: "Count the strokes of the word '正' on this sniper rifle and see how many strokes it has in total."
Liu Zhengxiong asked in confusion: "What do you mean?"
Xiang Chu said bitterly: "A Chinese character with five strokes means this devil killed five of our compatriots."
"hateful!"
Liu Zhengxiong suddenly realized and started counting quickly.
“1、2、3......212！这死鬼子杀了212位我们的同胞。呜呜！这枪我不要了。”
He couldn't help crying and was about to throw away the sniper rifle, but was stopped by Xiang Chu.
Xiang Chu shouted, "Stupid! You should use this gun to kill the devils and avenge your compatriots."
"Yes!"
Liu Zhengxiong nodded heavily.
He gripped the sniper rifle tightly, his eyes full of hatred.
"continue!"
Xiang Chu let out a low shout and ran towards the car.
Such scenes are also happening in other neighborhoods of Beijing.
A Nationalist officer in captain's uniform walked out of the tavern.
A man who was shining shoes nearby reached quietly behind him.
"Boom! Boom!"
Two gunshots were heard, and the shoe-shining man fell on the shoe stall.
Kong Kong jumped down from the roof, took out the gun on the shoe shiner's waist, the banknotes and bullets on his body, and said to the dumbfounded captain, "Brother! We are the elite special forces of the Military Intelligence Department. There are many Japanese spies recently, so be careful."
The captain wiped the sweat from his forehead and said gratefully:
"Thank you! Thank you for saving my life!"
In Wanping County, a group of wealthy gentry dressed in long gowns and jackets walked into the theater.
A monk in a cassock rushed to the door, opened his hands, and urged loudly:
"Dear donors! Please go back. The theater is not accepting spectators today."
Everyone shouted in unison: "Nonsense! Why can't we watch the show?"
This group of people even pushed and shoved the wizard, trying to squeeze into the theater to watch the show.
Hongyi pulled out two pistols from his waist and roared like a lion:
"Leave quickly if you want to save your life. They are catching Japanese spies inside."
"Boom! Boom!"
Two gunshots were heard in the theater, making the gentry and wealthy businessmen look at each other in fear.
Not long after, Lu Xiong, dressed in a theatrical costume, dragged a dead actor out of the gate.
He specifically addressed the gentry, the wealthy, and the people on the street:
"Look! This actor is strapped with bombs."
After saying this, he tore off the actor's costume and tied a circle of grenades around his waist.
Someone exclaimed: "Oh my god! This little devil is so scary."
Someone expressed gratitude: "Thank you for saving my life! Which temple are you from?"
Hongyi clasped his hands together: "Xiang Chu's men from the Military Intelligence Department, the elite special forces!"
The gentry exclaimed: "Ah?! So he is the Kingsman's subordinate. My disrespect! My disrespect!"
The wealthy merchants were surprised and said, "Isn't he the one who shot down 12 Japanese planes? Awesome!"
At the Lugou Bridge, a second lieutenant was about to walk onto the bridge.
"Get down!"
Sunji shouted and pushed his head down.
"Bang!"
A gunshot rang out, and a bullet blew off the second lieutenant's cap.
"Bang!"
Sun Ji raised his hand and fired a shot, killing the Japanese spy hiding in the Yongding River.
"Thanks for the help!"
The lieutenant expressed his gratitude, but pointed at the dead Japanese spy in the river and said worriedly,
"Brother! What should we do if we kill the devils?"
Sun Ji smiled and said, "On our side!"
"That's right! This devil deserves to die."
The lieutenant couldn't help laughing.
Sun Ji said domineeringly: "Our section chief said that if they dare to come again tomorrow, we will kill them."
"Kill them?"
The lieutenant was stunned.
As a result, most of the Japanese spies who brazenly walked out of the Japanese-occupied areas suffered a devastating disaster.
Although they are very good at disguise, they are nothing compared to the elite special forces.
Of course, the Japanese spies were no pushovers, and the elite special forces team also suffered nearly 10 casualties.
Every time a comrade died, Xiang Chu would write down the name and home address of the comrade in a personal register so that he could send a pension in the future.
As the night progressed, the sounds of gunfire and explosions ceased.
Xiang Chu still let Li Tong drive him around the streets and alleys for hunting.
Liu Zhengxiong suggested: "Boy! It seems that there are no more Japanese spies. Why not gather the team and go back to the hotel?"
"What team?"
Xiang Chu said coldly, and paused.
"The Japanese spies will come after the team is withdrawn. Drive the car to the edge of the Japanese-occupied area and fire a signal flare to inform everyone to approach the edge of the Japanese-occupied area and hunt down the Japanese spies."
"Yes!"
Li Tong hurriedly accepted the order.
The meeting room of the Intelligence Department of the North China Garrison Army was brightly lit.
Kan'ei Doihara is convening his elite subordinates for a meeting.
With a gloomy face, he said in a low and sad voice:
"Everyone! I have a very sad announcement. 89 elite agents of the Empire, including Jiro Matsumoto, were brutally murdered by the evil Xiang Chu and his elite special forces."
After these words were spoken, all the participants looked at each other in surprise.
Yoshiji Kawashima was very happy about Jiro Matsumoto's death. After all, which woman would like an ugly man with extremely bad character?
She pretended to be extremely sad and said, "Chief! With the death of Mr. Matsumoto, we should avoid the sharp edge and wait for Xiang Chu to leave before moving out of the occupied area."
Doihara Xian'er shouted, "Fang Zhi! You are being cowardly. No! This agency chief orders all agents to enter the Chinese territory immediately after dark when the elite special attack team withdraws and continue the assassination operation. Those who disobey orders will be executed!"
"Hello!"
All participants accepted the order in unison.
Doihara Kan'er was annoyed by Kawashima Yoshi's nonsense and said:
"Fang Zhi! Don't go. Wait for the good news from you all."
"Hello!"
Kawashima Yoshizhi gladly accepted the order.
Xiang Chu and Doihara Xian'er battle wits and courage, the show continues!