Chapter 269: Call someone to collect the body!

The gunshot rang out, and it was on Avenue Joffre.

What would the consequences be? Would a large group of armed patrolmen arrive?

Would the area be cordoned off in a menacing manner?

Zhu Yuan seemed to have said something like that before.

However, nothing was seen.

The gunshot rang out for several minutes, but nothing changed around them.

In the street in front of them, cars were still coming and going. People were coming and going. Cars, rickshaws, and pedestrians were constantly flowing.

It seemed that the gunshot just now was not a gunshot at all. It was just fireworks.

Sure enough, the Japanese invaders control everything.

In the next few hours, no matter what happens here, the police station will not make a large-scale response.

The nearby police must have been deployed as well. To facilitate the Japanese in their actions.

Well, if that's the case, then it's reassuring.

'Ring ring ring...'

'Ring ring ring...'

The phone suddenly rang again.

Zhang Yong was momentarily taken aback.

Hadn't the dog phone's phone line been cut? How could it still ring?

Fortunately, it was daytime, otherwise, it would really be a bit scary. He never had much courage. Take a deep breath. Calm down. Then pick up the receiver...

'Nagakawa...' A woman's voice came from the other end.

Oh, it's her again.

That woman called again.

I see.

The phone line had not been cut. Someone had taken control of it.

Only this woman could call in, but Zhang Yong could not call out.

It seems that the Japanese had also arranged someone at the telecommunications bureau. This phone had been artificially locked down.

'Are you Kawashima Yoshiko?' Zhang Yong asked persistently.

'Hagah...' The woman's tone of voice suddenly became obscure.

Damn it. Zhang Yong still answered the phone.

The attack had not succeeded.

'The person you sent me killed. Do you want to collect the body?' Zhang Yong asked kindly.

'Baka! I will definitely kill you!' The woman was irritated.

'Please send someone to collect the body immediately. And bring 100 silver dollars. Otherwise, half an hour later, I will strip his body naked and throw it out into the street...'

'Baka! How dare you!'

'I'll only say this once.'

'Baka...'

The woman hung up the phone irritably.

Zhang Yong took the receiver. He nodded thoughtfully. Then he put the receiver down with satisfaction.

Damn, 100 silver dollars, that's a very fair price.

Otherwise, hehe...

Suddenly, he remembered something.

He picked up the receiver again.

Sure enough, the phone line hadn't been cut off immediately. He could call again.

He immediately dialed the number.

Who was he calling? He was calling Liu Xi.

Why?

On purpose.

He wanted her to know about this. He wanted to see how she would react.

High-end Japanese spy...

However, just as he started to dial, the phone line was cut. There was only a busy signal. Well, the one who works at the telecommunications bureau is very dedicated.

Damn it. Don't let me catch you. Otherwise. Haha...

Angrily, he put down the phone.

'Wang Qiang!'

'Here!'

'Half an hour later, if no Japanese come to collect the body, you will strip the body naked and throw it onto the street outside.'

'Yes!'

Wang Qiang agreed.

Zhou Wancan couldn't help but look at Zhang Yong.

Is it serious?

That seems quite lively.

Outside is the bustling Avenue Joffre.

A naked corpse suddenly appears, and it may be on the front page of the newspaper tomorrow.

Zhang Yong sat down. He continued to taste the fine wine.

At the same time, he silently monitored the comings and goings within a 150-metre radius. Judging who was suspicious.

As a result, ten minutes passed, and no red dots appeared.

He frowned. Could it be that the Japanese had given up?

No. They must be planning a new attack.

The Japanese invaders will never give up.

Sure enough, fifteen minutes later, another red dot appeared.

This time, it was heading southeast.

'There are Japanese invaders coming!'

'Five o'clock direction,'

Zhang Yong said to Lu Wang.

At the same time, he called over another sharpshooter, Gangzi.

Gangzi's name was very ordinary, just Wang Gang. But his marksmanship was also very good. They were also veterans of many years.

Since the attacking Japanese soldiers are all veterans, then let's use veterans against veterans.

Gangzi is equipped with an original imported Mauser 98K rifle. The bullets are also imported. Accuracy is guaranteed.

'The three houses to the east are also empty.'

'You go to the third house at the far east to ambush. Spread out the shooting angle with Luohan.'

Zhang Yong gave simple orders.

Gangzi promised and went.

At this time, the distance between the Japanese soldiers and the house has been shortened to about 120 meters.

Then a second red dot appeared.

'Southwest.'

'Direction of origin.'

Zhang Yong reported the direction to Tong Luohan. At the same time, someone was sent to alert Lu Wang.

Are there only two Japanese invaders? I'm not sure.

This was the first time Zhang Yong had encountered such a scene.

As the attacking party, what tactics would they use? He really had no idea.

Suddenly, more red dots appeared.

They were actually in the front. On Xiafei Road. On the main road.

Four red dots. Moving fast. They must be in a car.

Well, this is a frontal assault!

Two Japanese invaders attacking from behind, and four frontal assaults.

'Enemy in front!'

'Four of them!'

'Outside the front gate!'

Zhang Yong signals. Yang Zhi immediately takes men to support the front gate.

Sure enough, they see a black sedan parked a hundred metres away. The door opens. Four men get out. All carrying submachine guns.

Zhang Yong: ...

Shit. I feel like I'm being underestimated again.

There are only four of them. They only have shotguns. How dare they charge straight at us?

Impressive!

Do they really think that our Fuxing Society...

Wait!

Suddenly, eight more red dots appear in quick succession.

They are also coming from the front, from Avenue Xiangfei. The pressure immediately increases. The number of Japanese invaders has increased to fourteen.

Twelve in front, two behind...

Wait!

Suddenly, two more red dots appear in the back.

Shit. Two more?

Sixteen?

Damn it...

Damn the Japanese invaders. Where are they going to find so many people?

Damn, this is the rhythm of preparing for a massacre! Sending out sixteen at a time. The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

'The enemy's main force has arrived.'

'Twelve in front. Four behind.'

'Their positions are here, here, here, and here...'

Zhang Yong briefly laid out the tactics in the hall.

Knowing the exact location of the enemy made him feel less nervous.

After all, this was a complete understanding of the enemy and oneself.

Every movement of the enemy was under his surveillance. He could target his shots.

'Gangtou!'

'Here!'

'Go to the front. Kill a few first!'

'Okay!'

Zhang Yong called out to another veteran.

This veteran, nicknamed Gangtou, was also a very good marksman.

He also used a Mosin-Nagant rifle. There was absolutely no problem with accuracy. One shot was fatal.

'Pop!'

Sure enough, Gangtou got to the front and fired directly.

On the street outside, a Japanese soldier fell limp.

Gangtou quickly pulled the bolt.

'Pop!'

Another shot.

Another Japanese soldier was killed.

Two red dots disappeared.

The number of enemies was reduced to twelve.

The Japanese soldiers attacking from the front realised that something was wrong and had to disperse and advance in a circuitous manner.

Zhang Yong monitored the movements of all the enemies.

The four Japanese behind him are still far away. For the time being, he can't do anything about them.

He'll deal with the ones in front first. There are still ten of them.

'Behind the fence.'

Zhang Yong comes up and points out the target to Gangtou.

Gangtou immediately takes a shot. A moment later, one red dot disappears.

The Japanese thought the fence would block the line of sight. But it didn't work. A bullet went past and immediately killed him on the spot.

There are still nine left.

But they're not easy to shoot.

Shooting blindly wastes bullets and reveals your position.

Never mind the front. Turn around and come back first.

'Pop!'

A gunshot was heard.

It was the Mosin-Nagant rifle. But it was impossible to tell who had fired.

Then, a red dot disappeared.

Oh, it was the red dot of the southeast wind, so it must have been just the kid who shot.

Good, another one is taken care of.

'Pop!'

Another gunshot was heard.

Then, a red dot in the southwest also disappeared.

Judging from the sound, it was Tong Luohan who shot.

Good, another one is down. The Japanese soldiers don't remember being shot.

Under the attack from multiple angles, the Japanese soldiers sneaking up from behind have nowhere to hide.

Therefore, the remaining two Japanese soldiers remain motionless.

Zhang Yong then returned to the front.

Since the ones at the back don't need to be bothered, let's watch the ones in front.

He quietly waved to Gangtou.

He took Gangtou and climbed out the window, entering the house on the east side.

He went up to the second floor. From the second floor window, he looked down. He saw that three Japanese invaders were exposed.

'Pop!'

Gangtou immediately fired.

He killed one Japanese invader.

'Bang!'

'Bang!'

Zhang Yong also fired his submachine gun.

It didn't matter if he hit anything. He just fired first. What if there was a happy accident?

It turned out that there was.