Chapter 388: Black Mask, Black Spider

The map shows that the Japanese invader in the south is among the ruins.

It may not be correct to say that it is a ruin. It is an abandoned house. There is no one else inside. There is only one Japanese invader.

There is no road around. If you try to get closer, you have to walk through the ruins.

However, this is the most dangerous. Because once you step on something and it makes a noise, the Japanese soldier will be alerted.

To be sure, the Japanese soldier at this moment is absolutely very sensitive.

Once it detects a sound, it is likely to fire first. Then tragedy.

Zhang Yong silently estimates the distance against the system map, and can only get closer to about 30 metres. Then it is impossible to get any closer.

For someone else, this distance would be no problem if they threw a grenade.

If it were up to Zhang Yong himself, he would probably have to throw a wooden-handled hand grenade. It can be thrown further. And it lands more accurately.

'Where are the enemies?'

'Here,'

Zhang Yong quietly gestures to indicate to them.

However, each of the several men looks for an angle, but they can't see the Japanese invaders.

They all shake their heads.

None of them can make a move.

How can they fight if they can't even see the target? They can't even guess.

It can only be up to Zhang Yong himself.

Zhang Yong: ...

Okay. I'll do it myself.

Looking at his personal space, he sees that he only has three wooden-handled grenades.

There are more egg-shaped grenades. But the egg-shaped grenades don't have a long throw range. And they roll easily. It's not easy to target them.

He needs to target the enemy as precisely as possible. Injuring them with the grenades is best.

Of course, killing them is even better.

Once the enemy is injured, they will definitely flee.

So...

Zhang Yong quietly arranges for the four of them to ambush the enemy separately.

Ambushing in four different directions.

Once they see the Japanese charging out, they must immediately start shooting. No need to take any prisoners. Just shoot to kill.

But they can only shoot. They must not move.

Why?

There are Japanese soldiers in the bell tower to the north.

They could shoot at any time. So they must shoot to kill.

Zhang Yong has chosen a position where they are all facing the north wall. This effectively shields them from the Japanese soldiers in the bell tower.

But if they move, they are asking for death.

The distance is only about 50 metres. If the Japanese soldier pulls the trigger lightly, the person here will die.

'Do you all understand?'

'Yes!'

'Don't move around! Only shoot from your original position!'

'Yes!'

The group once again said that they remembered.

Except for Luo Yiming, everyone else has participated in many gunfights and naturally knows the consequences.

Bullets don't discriminate. If you are a little negligent, you will die.

'Move!'

Zhang Yong gave the signal.

Each of them quietly took up their ambush positions.

Zhang Yong hid in the gap between the walls and silently watched the Japanese soldier on the clock tower.

It was a pity that he didn't have a rifle.

Otherwise, Cao Mengqi would have been able to take care of the other guy with just one shot.

Sigh...

Not enough preparation...

Soon after, all four of them took up their ambush positions.

Zhang Yong took out a wooden-handled hand grenade.

Breathed deeply.

Whether they would be eating rice or porridge depended on this.

Pull the string.

Wait two seconds.

It should have been three seconds. But Zhang Yong dares not wait.

What if the grenade explodes before it can be thrown? Then it's all over. It's hard to say for sure whether this thing is real or not. The quality of domestic products is sometimes really indescribable...

The fuse should burn for five seconds according to the standard. But what if it only burns for four seconds?

It's also possible for it to burn for only three seconds...

He takes the plunge.

'Phew!'

The grenade flies out.

Fortunately, it landed quite accurately. Right next to the Japanese soldier.

'Boom!'

There was a muffled sound.

The grenade exploded.

A burst of flames erupted.

Zhang Yong hurriedly hid behind the wall.

The explosion immediately caught the attention of the Japanese soldier in the bell tower.

From an angle that Zhang Yong couldn't see, he quickly raised his rifle. Aiming at the vicinity of the flames. Ready to shoot at any moment.

However...

All he saw was his comrade, reeling in the flames.

He didn't see anything else.

There was no one there.

But there had to be someone there. Otherwise, where would the grenade have come from?

Damn it!

His cheeks suddenly tensed.

Even with his mask on, he could feel a hint of fear.

His partner had been eliminated by the enemy.

The enemy was good!

At the moment of the explosion, he had been completely unable to see the enemy.

That meant the enemy had already spotted him. And had taken targeted protective measures. Shielding him.

'Ah...'

In the darkness, a muffled grunt could be heard.

Zhang Yong let out a sigh of relief. It was the grunt of the Japanese killer. He must have been injured.

As expected, the Japanese killer reacted very quickly. Immediately after being injured, he dashed out. He fled quickly in a south-westerly direction.

That way, it was guarded by Cao Mengqi. I hope...

'Pop!'

'Pop!'

Two gunshots could be heard in the darkness.

Then, everything fell silent.

Zhang Yong then noticed that the Japanese soldier on the clock tower had started to move quickly. He should be coming down from the clock tower.

Once on the ground, his movement speed increased. He must have got into a car. He is driving west.

Meanwhile, the Japanese soldier to the north of the clock tower also fled quickly to the north.

What a pity. They have all run away. I can't catch them.

For this kind of attack, I can only kill one. I can't kill three.

Unless the enemy is stubborn and wants to fight them in melee.

As it turned out, the Japanese killers were not that stupid. They realised the situation was not favourable and immediately called off the plan.

Damn. They were all smart people!

Each and every one of them was cunning as hell.

After confirming that the other two Japanese soldiers had retreated, Zhang Yongcai gave the signal for Cao Mengqi and the others to come out.

It was safe.

They could move around freely.

They went to Cao Mengqi's position. They found the bodies of the Japanese soldiers.

He was hit by two bullets from Cao Mengqi, which hit him in vital areas. He's dead.

Light the torch.

Zhong Yang whispered, 'It's Cui Zhihao.'

'Yes, it's him,' Zhang Yong nodded.

He recognised him too.

The Japanese soldier who had been killed was actually an acquaintance.

He was Cui Zhihao, who had been arrested at the casino before. He worked for the Edison Electric Light Company. He was later released and returned.

Unexpectedly, this guy actually appeared here tonight.

Search the body. Nothing of value is found. There is a weapon. But only a Browning M1903 pistol. 7.65 mm calibre. Two magazines of ammunition. One is on the pistol. One is spare.

Doubt.

This doesn't seem like the equipment of a killer.

Only a pistol?

Checks Choi's wrists and shoulder sockets, but no thick calluses are found.

In other words, this Cui Zhihao should not have received much training with firearms. If he were a real killer, he would definitely have calluses on his wrists and shoulder sockets.

Without rigorous and painstaking training, how could he become a killer?

Zhang Yong himself does not have such calluses. Therefore, his shooting level is very average.

From 30 metres away, he may not be able to hit the target with a pistol.

From 50 metres away, his hit rate with a rifle is not high either.

A killer often only has one chance to shoot. Once the gun goes off, he has to withdraw. How can you be an assassin if you don't have a 90%+ hit rate with your first shot? Do you just hand over the head?

How could the Japanese spy pick someone like Cui Zhihao to be an assassin? I don't know what they were thinking.

Could it be that they couldn't find a decent assassin?

Nonsense...

There were so many veteran Japanese soldiers.

If they just picked any Japanese soldier, their marksmanship would have been quite high.

There must be something fishy here.

But what exactly is going on, I'm afraid we'll have to investigate later.

'Take him back to Wuhou Street.'

'Yes!'

The men carried the dead Japanese spy away.

Zhang Yong went to the entrance of the Wanguo department store to find Yan Guangkun.

'What happened?'

Yan Guangkun had heard an explosion and gunshots.

But they were very short. Very short. So he hadn't paid any attention.

His task was at the entrance of the Wanguo department store, so he didn't dare to be distracted by anything else.

'We temporarily collected a Japanese spy.'

Zhang Yong carefully described the events to him.

This matter, strictly speaking, was insubordination.

Because the commander's orders were to abandon the operation and withdraw immediately. But Zhang Yong did not.

If Yan Guangkun reported it, the consequences could be serious. But if he had told Yan Guangkun in advance, Yan Guangkun would not have snitched on him.

It was pointless.

It was a trivial matter. It wasn't worth it.

Sure enough, Yan Guangkun patted Zhang Yong on the shoulder to show that it was fine.

He would not report it.

The commander would never know.

There was an explosion and two gunshots, and even the police didn't react. As long as the body is disposed of, there will be no trace.

Zhang Yong enters the Wanguo department store and goes to the Swiss watch shop again.

Chu Chu looks at him with a sad expression.

Zhang Yong: ...

There's nothing I can do. Maybe next time!

He picks up the phone. He calls back to the Third Branch of Intelligence.

He needs Yang Lichu's help.

The main thing is the 500 boxes of aspirin on Taihe Road, which he can't chew through. I guess the Director can't chew through it either.

That's the Chen family's property. If the director nibbles on it, there'll be endless trouble.

However, if it's handed over to Madam, the Chen family will have to swallow their pride. They dare not mention it at all.

Do you think they'll go and tell the committee chairman that your wife has stolen 500 boxes of medicine from me? Haha. It's laughable.

'What is it?' Yang Lichu answered the phone.

'You arrange for someone and a truck to come and collect the spoils...' Zhang Yong gave the address in detail.

Of course, the truth was not told.

She was only told that this was found by the Japanese spy.

In fact, this batch of drugs was indeed related to the Japanese spy. This is not wrong.

'Understood!'

'As soon as possible!'

'I'll arrange it right away! I'll go now!'

'Good!'

Zhang Yong was relieved.

Take all the drugs back to the air base. Then it will be safe.

Even if Chen Jia finds out afterwards, he can only watch with his mouth open. Once the stuff is inside the air base, it belongs to Madam. Who dares say no?

After making the phone call, Zhang Yong regretted breaking up with Chu Chu. He walked out the door.

'Call it off!'

Zhang Yong looked regretfully inside the Wanguo department store.

He would not be able to enjoy life with Chu Chu tonight. Fortunately, he knew she was here. There would be other opportunities in the future.

He returned to Wuhou Street. Instead of going to bed, he dragged the corpse in front of Guo Dashan.

'Ito...' Guo Dashan's face turned ugly.

'He tried to ambush me tonight,' Zhang Yong said bluntly, 'but I killed him instead.'

'He? Ambush you? How is that possible?' Guo Dashan didn't believe it.

'There were two other people,' Zhang Yong described the scene at the time.

'Ito isn't a man of action!' Guo Dashan was puzzled.

It seems that he really doesn't understand.

His words, put another way, are that Ito Jinan (Cui Zhihao) is not a professional killer at all. How could he be summoned to help kill someone?

The only explanation is that he was temporarily drafted.

The situation was urgent, and the Kusunoki Agency probably couldn't find that many people, so they had to let Cui Zhihao come up and take over.

As a result...

He was killed by the counterattack.

Zhang Yong also carefully described the man wearing the mask.

Guo Dashan's mouth twitched slightly. It seemed like he was thinking of something. He hesitated to speak. In the end, he said, 'Well, I'm not quite sure...'

'It's okay. Just tell me!' Zhang Yong encouraged him, 'I won't blame you if you're wrong.'

'I think it was Yamazaki Hideo...'

'Who?'

'Yamazaki Hideo. One of the best killers in the Kusunoki Agency.'

'Not from the Miyamoto family?'

'The Miyamoto family doesn't belong to the Kusunoki Agency. They don't belong to any agency.'

'Oh.'

Zhang Yong nodded thoughtfully.

Guo Dashan continued, 'Did you see a spider on his mask?'

'What spider?'

'A black spider.'

'His mask was black.'

'A black spider on a black mask...'

'I didn't see it.'

Zhang Yong shook his head.

A black mask? A black spider?

Is this a test of eyesight?

It was nighttime, and he was lucky to be able to tell it was a mask. How could he have seen a black spider?

Shit, was that guy supposed to be playing Spiderman?

'It must be him, it must be him, it must be him...' Guo Dashan muttered to himself. His body seemed to be trembling.

Zhang Yong noticed. So he asked, 'You seem to be very afraid?'

'He, he, he, I...'

'If there's any trouble, just tell me. I'll help you solve it.'

'Black mask, black spider, in charge of eliminating traitors. He appeared in Jinling, appeared in Jinling...'

'Do you think he's coming after you?'

'I don't know, I don't know, I don't know...'

Guo Dashan was distracted.

He kept mumbling to himself.

Several times, Zhang Yong called out to him, but he didn't respond. Zhang Yong had to give up.

It seems that the appearance of this Hideo Yamazaki really scared Guo Dashan. He had never seen Guo Dashan so terrified.

Never mind, come and see Wei Dongbao.

At this moment, Wei Dongbao was still putting up a stubborn resistance.

When Zhang Yong saw him, it seemed that his whole body was about to dry up. He was seriously dehydrated.

He hadn't drunk any water for a day and a night. Of course he was suffering.

However, this guy still hasn't given in. I have to say, his will is indeed very strong.

'The black spider is here,' Zhang Yong casually said.

Originally, he was just saying that casually. There was also an element of scaring the other person. But he didn't really have much hope inside.

He's just a killer, what can he do?

Unexpectedly, Wei Dongbao's expression changed drastically.

He seemed to be in a state of extreme shock, his eyes flashing wildly, and then he desperately began to struggle. Trying to speak. But his mouth was too dry.

Zhang Yong then took a large glass of water and poured it directly onto his face and into his mouth.

The greedy Japanese spy opened his mouth wide and desperately absorbed the water.

Finally, after absorbing enough moisture, Wei Dongbao (Fujino Miyoshi) was able to speak.

'Who are you talking about?'

'Black mask, Black Spider, Yamazaki Hideo.'

'Ah...'

Wei Dongbao's body trembled violently, as if he were shaking like a sieve. It seems that he was very frightened.

Then, he made a very surprising decision.

He resolutely said to Zhang Yong, 'I'll talk, I'll talk, I'll say anything! Just get me out of here quickly.'

'Are you that scared?' Zhang Yong couldn't help but say, 'He's one of your own people. Why are you so scared?'

'I surrender. I surrender. I surrender,' Wei Dongbao said repeatedly.

'This...' Zhang Yong felt incredible.

Faint. What is this called.

You have been interrogated for a long time, and you are stubborn as a stone in the toilet.

Why did you immediately surrender when you heard that the black-faced mask and black spider were coming?

Unbelievable.

What did the Japanese invaders arrange for Yamazaki Hideo to do?

Intimidate his own men into surrendering to the enemy?

Something's wrong...

Of course, Fujino Sankichi was willing to surrender, and he was more than welcome to do so.

This guy is the key to opening the door to Kuroshima Ryuzo! If you want to deal with Kuroshima Ryuzo, you must first deal with Fujino Sankichi.

'Okay, you can talk!'