Chapter 677: I'll do it without moving a muscle
After the mortar was taken away, Zhang Yong had someone put back a piece of scrap metal inside.
In case there was a Japanese spy with something like a metal detector. It would also be possible to get away with it.
The so-called metal detector is actually the most basic mine sweeping device. As long as it is an iron shell mine, it can generally be detected.
If they are made of wood or stone, they won't be detected.
Therefore, the wooden and stone mines laid by the Eighth Route Army were able to cause the Japanese invaders some suffering. Unfortunately, they were filled with black powder, which was very weak. They were seriously lacking in lethality. The fuses were not perfect either. The detonation rate was sometimes less than 50%. Many of the mines failed to go off.
If there were some anti-infantry directional mines, bouncing mines, mother-and-child mines, or something from the future. Maybe the Japanese really needed eight years to escape from China...
If only there were some 107, AK47s, RPGs, or something...
Pat myself on the head.
I'm daydreaming again.
It's all the system's fault.
If only they'd equipped a few divisions...
Resentful thoughts...
Suddenly, I notice that there's a telescope in my space.
Huh...
Another telescope.
What do I need a telescope for? I'd rather have a sight...
He takes it out angrily. It's better than nothing. As it turns out, this telescope has a high magnification.
I don't know exactly how many times. But you can see farther. And more clearly. But the shaking is also more severe.
One word, it needs to be stable.
You have to hold it firmly with both hands, so that the field of view doesn't shake.
It's not suitable for me.
My hands aren't steady enough.
Hand it to Qin Lishan. Qin Lishan's hands are steady enough. After all, he's a veteran. He's been in the field for a long time.
'This is for you.'
'Thank you, team leader!'
'Mm-hm.'
Zhang Yong nodded. He continued to use the original binoculars.
In his field of vision, he saw a thin, small young man approaching the field quietly. The distance was more than 500 metres.
In order to avoid alerting the target, Zhang Yong was at a relatively long distance. Therefore, the target was not included in the scope of the map monitoring. For the time being, it was impossible to determine whether the target was a Japanese invader or not. However, if the target reached the location where the mortar was buried, it would definitely enter within 450 metres.
The target was very vigilant and moved carefully.
Soon, it enters the scope of the map monitoring. A red dot. It really is a Japanese soldier.
It seems that this mortar was indeed buried by the Japanese. The goal is indeed to shell Kaiqiao Airport. That's ruthless.
However, there is a small doubt.
What is this Japanese soldier doing here today? Does he want to shell the airport today?
No important person is arriving at the airport today.
It can't be to blow up Zhang Yong. Zhang Yong is not worth mobilising a mortar for...
That being said, Zhang Yong is still very cautious. Even though he knows that the underground is full of scrap metal, he still doesn't dare to take it lightly.
At the same time, he waves his hand.
Immediately, someone starts to circle around from afar.
Since he is a Japanese spy, there is no discussion about capturing him.
Wait.
Continue to observe.
The Japanese invader finally arrived at the location where the mortar was buried.
He quickly discovered that something was wrong. He quickly turned around and ran.
Zhang Yong: ...
It's over. The cover-up wasn't perfect. There was a mistake. The Japanese spy has been discovered.
At first, they dug up the entire area, searching desperately. Then they refilled the ground. They even planted grass on top. It was such a large area. I guess some details weren't done properly. The cover has been blown.
The pursuit.
In addition to the ones who set out earlier, the ones behind also followed.
'Go!'
'Go!'
They ran all the way. They surrounded and blocked the escape route.
The Japanese spy was a fast runner and almost got away.
Luckily...
the people who had surrounded him from both sides arrived. They rushed up from the sides and knocked the Japanese spy over. Then they held him down.
Although the Japanese spy struggled desperately, it was useless against such a large group of people.
In the end, he was tied up securely and brought back.
'Baka!'
the Japanese spy cursed Zhang Yong.
Zhang Yong: ...
Well, the other party came prepared.
There was no attempt to hide.
The other party probably knows me. Or has read my file.
'I have the mortar.'
'Baka!'
'Your superiors sent you here to die.'
'Baka!'
No matter what Zhang Yong said, the Japanese spy just cursed.
Zhang Yong grabbed a handful of hay and shoved it into the spy's mouth. Not satisfied with just one handful, he shoved another. And another...
until the Japanese spy's mouth was stuffed shut. He stopped only when blood began to seep through the dry grass.
A gentleman uses his words, not his fists. He was no gentleman. So he used his fists instead of his words.
He fetched a stone.
He placed the Japanese spy's feet on it and held them down firmly.
Then he took out the sledgehammer.
It had not been used for a long time. The sledgehammer seemed to be a little starved for action.
The Japanese spy's face suddenly changed. He trembled all over. He struggled desperately.
'Aaahhh...'
'Aaahhh...'
He let out indistinct cries.
Zhang Yong deliberately stuffed the dry grass in his mouth as hard as he could. He didn't hold back at all.
Then...
suddenly he reached out again and yanked the dry grass out.
Most of the dry grass had turned red.
'Ooh...'
'Ooh...'
Ri Die gasped desperately.
Zhang Yong raised the heavy hammer. He was ready to strike.
'No...'
'No...'
Ri Die finally broke down.
The psychological preparation he had made beforehand was completely useless.
He never imagined that the other party would be so rude and direct. There was no interrogation at all. He came up and wanted to kill him.
What was the big hammer for?
I ask you, what is it for? Ah...
'What are you doing here?'
'I, I...'
'No? Then I'll start with your feet and hammer in all your bones!'
'I, I came on orders...'
'Where are the photos?'
'I tore them up. I couldn't keep them...'
'What will you do when you find the mortar? Fire it straight away?'
'What?'
The Japanese spy is stunned.
His eyes are glazed over.
What mortar? He doesn't know!
Zhang Yong: ?
Something doesn't feel right.
This Japanese spy actually doesn't know it's a mortar?
Funny...
Then what's he doing here?
"Do you know what's buried in the ground?'
'Gold.'
'What?'
'They said it's gold. Let me take it away.'
'Then why did you leave?'
'I found traces of other people digging around...'
'What did you used to do?'
'A miner from Kyushu.'
'Huh?'
Zhang Yong felt more and more that something was wrong.
Has the number of Japanese spies dwindled to such an extent that they have to find a miner to pretend to be one?
Isn't that even more ridiculous than being a spy oneself?
No...
Something just doesn't feel right...
Suddenly, a red dot appears at the edge of the map.
The red dot continues to flash rapidly. It seems to be revealing some kind of deadly danger.
Without thinking, Zhang Yong immediately crouches down.
Then he quickly lies on the ground.
'Sss...'
It feels like something has just passed nearby.
It was just a feeling. He didn't hear anything. He didn't know what it was. Could it have been an illusion?
'Pop!'
A moment later, there was gunfire.
Almost instinctively, Zhang Yong judged that it was the sound of a Type 38 rifle.
It was very sharp.
Very shrill.
He also judged that the bullets were fired from the red dot on the edge of the map. He suddenly felt a chill run down his spine. A myriad of thoughts flashed through his mind. Everything. It all came together. His mind felt like it was going to explode.
Someone is shooting at him from a distance!
It's the Japanese!
The Japanese are shooting at him from 400 metres away!
The Type 38!
The scope!
The Japanese have scopes!
They must have scopes!
Damn it!
It's a sniper!
The Japanese have sniper rifles!
It's over...
The Japanese have sniper rifles too!
That's dangerous.
With the help of a scope, they can hit their target accurately from 400 metres away!
For a professional sniper, it is relatively easy to kill a target 400 metres away with the help of a scope. The probability of a fatal shot is very high.
Nervous.
Sweating.
It's been a long time since I felt so thrilling.
Being targeted by a sniper rifle, I dare not move at all.
'What's going on?'
'Who fired...'
Qin Lishan has not yet realised what is happening.
Meanwhile, Zhang Yong notices that the red dot on the edge of the map is rapidly moving away. It quickly escapes the monitoring range of the map.
A miss?
Fleeing immediately?
Or deliberately showing weakness to lure the enemy out?
Zhang Yong couldn't tell.
So he continued to lie down, not daring to move.
'Team leader...'
'There's a Japanese sniper in the distance. He has a scope.'
'What?'
Qin Lishan reacted only then.
He hurriedly crouched down. At the same time, he quickly moved sideways. Blocking the way in front of Zhang Yong.
Thirty seconds...
One minute...
Zhang Yong understood.
This was a trap. It was aimed at him.
The purpose of the Japanese spy's appearance was to lure him, Zhang Yong, to the vicinity. Then he entered the range of the Japanese sniper.
The Japanese sniper must have been waiting in ambush for a long time, just waiting for him to appear.
Therefore, the Japanese spy in front of him was the bait. He was cannon fodder. Therefore, he knew nothing.
Damn.
The Japanese devils are cunning enough.
It really was aimed at him, Zhang Yong. They wanted Zhang Yong dead.
Fortunately...
he survived.
Zhang Yong took a deep breath. Then he stood up, hunched over.
He couldn't just sit there and wait to die.
He had to go and get rid of this Japanese soldier. He had to make sure he was dead.
Was it dangerous?
Of course it was.
If the Japanese soldier hit him with a long-range shot, Zhang Yong would be dead.
But could he keep avoiding it?
Of course not.
As long as this Japanese soldier was around, he would never have peace. In the end, he would die.
Since it's all the same, he might as well act brave.
The worst that can happen is that he has to start all over again. Is there anything that I should be afraid of?
Stand up straight.
Stand up.
If you die, you die.
From 450 metres away, if you really kill me, I'll accept it.
'Follow me!'
Zhang Yong waves his hand. He leads the team in pursuit.
The Japanese spy they caught earlier struggles desperately. He tries to resist. Zhang Yong casually slashes his throat.
Shut up!
Shut up!
The Japanese spy's eyes widened. He died.
The others...
What a boss!
The team leader is the team leader.
He really doesn't hold back against the Japanese invaders! He just says he's going to kill someone and does it!
Zhang Yong continued to sprint forward.
The others didn't know where the Japanese sniper was, but he did.
If he wasn't leading the way, the others wouldn't know where to go. In the end, they would just waste time. And the Japanese would get away.
The Japanese had a gun. A rifle. They couldn't run very fast.
Hangzhou was still under the control of the Nationalist army. The Japanese couldn't just walk around with their rifles in the open.
Unless they hid them. And then they could avoid capture unarmed.
In that case, the Japanese sniper would be no threat.
Without a scope, he would be pretty much...
Go!
He runs quickly.
But not in a straight line. He runs erratically.
Although he is not afraid of death, he cannot die for nothing. At least, he makes it more difficult for the enemy to shoot.
Or, even if he is hit, it is not fatal. There is still a chance to be rescued.
Even if he is injured, he can still continue to capture the Japanese spies. Continue to hammer their bones.
His blood boils.
His spirit is invigorated.
His running speed has actually increased.
Qin Lishan and the others were secretly surprised. At the same time, they admired him. Who said our team leader was afraid of death?
There is a Japanese sniper in front. He is a crack shot. He has a scope. He can shoot the team leader dead at any time.
However, the team leader is not afraid at all. He is charging at the front.
Usually the team leader hides at the back because there is no need. They can handle it.
Only when they encounter a master can the team leader take personal charge. Who said our team leader is afraid of death? Spit in his face!
Chase!
Chase!
Check the map anxiously.
No red dot has appeared yet.
Son of a bitch! He's running so fast! I can't even catch up.
Alas, I need to exercise more when I get back. Even if I'm not good at shooting or fighting, at least I can run!
Did I go in the wrong direction?
Zhang Yong slows down.
Is the Japanese sniper trying to keep shooting, or is he trying to escape unharmed?
If it's the former, he should run towards somewhere easily concealable. Otherwise, carrying a rifle, he'll be easily spotted.
If the latter, he should immediately hide the rifle. Remove the scope. Then disguise yourself. Use the identity you prepared in advance to blend in with the crowd and escape.
To be on the safe side, the Japanese invaders may leave Hangzhou.
What is the fastest way to leave Hangzhou? Train? Ship? The former, of course. The former is fast and there are many departures.
However, the Japanese invaders may also consider this. After the incident, the railway station will be blocked. Everyone may be prohibited from boarding. So, it is impossible to leave in time. Then, the dock is the most suitable. There are many large and small ships at the dock. There are also many warehouses. It is very suitable for hiding...
If that doesn't work, jump into the river. Go with the flow. Go out to sea. Maybe you can save your life.
This Japanese invader killer should be very professional. Therefore, his escape skills should be very strong. Even if he jumps into the river, he will be safe and sound.
'To the pier!'
Zhang Yong quickly makes a decision.
He leads the team to the pier in pursuit.
What if he's wrong? There's nothing he can do. He's not a god. He can't predict the future.
Pursue!
Still no red dot appears.
It seems that this damned Japanese soldier is fast. Is he a speed demon?
If I had known, I would have chased after him in my car.
Unfortunately, I don't have a car right now.
Suddenly...
a weapon symbol appears.
Zhang Yong quickly checks the map. He discovers that it is in an abandoned courtyard.
Huh?
Is it a weapon abandoned by the Japanese invaders?
Did the Japanese sniper really throw away the rifle and run away with the scope?
For a Japanese sniper, a rifle is easy to find. Only the scope is precious. As long as you have the scope, you can find a new rifle next time.
No need to talk about calibration and the like. Within 400 meters, general calibration is fine.
Take a deep breath. Rush to find a weapon.
'Boom!'
'Clatter...'
Zhang Yong kicked open the broken wooden door with one foot. He rushed in first.
At this moment, he felt like he had been pumped up with adrenaline. Since he had already plucked up the courage, he definitely had to maintain it for at least a day.
Besides, if the Japanese really had thrown away the rifle, the danger would be over.
Sure enough, in the ruins, he found a Type 88 rifle. It seems to have been thrown in from the outside. There was no cover above it. No dust. The surrounding tiles showed signs of fresh cracking. He could conclude that it had just been thrown in. There might still be bullets in the magazine.
Pulling the bolt,
he wondered why no bullets had jumped out.
Could it be that the Japanese only brought one bullet with them, or did they take all the rest with them?
Stingy...
He even took the bullets.
How much are the four remaining bullets worth? It's true to say that the Japanese devils are stingy.
After making sure there were no bullets, he turned the rifle upside down. Holding the barrel, he sniffed the muzzle. There was a faint smell of gunpowder.
It was real. It was definitely the rifle used by the Japanese sniper just now. It had just been fired. The smell of gunpowder in the barrel had not completely dissipated.
'Smell it,' Zhang Yong handed the rifle to Qin Lishan.
'Yes. It's it,' Qin Lishan said with certainty after smelling it.
Zhang Yong's heart dropped.
It seems that this Japanese spy chose the second method.
After missing the shot, he immediately fled.
Doubt. Is the sniper tactic of the Japanese spy so sophisticated?
But it is ultimately a good thing.
The Japanese spy should have run away with a scope. He should not have a gun in his hands.
They gradually approach the pier. He can't hide with a rifle. Of course, he could still be carrying a pistol. But a pistol is no threat to Zhang Yong.
'Go!'
They continue to chase.
After hurrying all the way, they finally approach the pier.
It's just afternoon. The pier is still full of people.
There are dozens of large and small boats lined up on the river. There are cargo ships and passenger liners. The passenger liners come from Shanghai. And from Guangzhou.
Zhang Yong slowed down his pace.
As the pier entered the surveillance system, red dots appeared one after the other.
It seems that after catching some Japanese spies last time, some have now infiltrated again. Or there were some that got away during the last round-up.
Well, today I have time, so I'll catch all the Japanese spies.
'Qin Lishan.'
'Present.'
'Block the exit of the pier.'
'Yes.'
Qin Lishan gave the order.
However, there were not enough people. There were only three teams.
What should he do?
Of course, he had to use other people.
The soldiers stationed at the pier were from the Zhejiang Provincial Security Command.
He took out his Fuxing Society secret service ID. He directly asked them to cooperate. At the same time, he asked their superior to come over.
The Zhejiang Provincial Security Command had already changed hands. It was no longer Xuan Tiewu. But who it was, Zhang Yong did not know. He also did not need to know. The other party was too high up the ranks. It had no direct relationship with him. He only needed to deal with the officers at the school level.
Sure enough, a major on duty appeared.
'Hello, Team Leader Zhang...'
'I want you to block the exit from the wharf and prevent anyone from leaving.'
'Understood. But if someone leaves from the river...'
'That's my business. Just mind the land.'
'Yes.'
The major was very cooperative.
They had of course heard about some of the recent events in Hangzhou.
Xuan Tiewu, who used to be so decisive, had been removed from his position. People were whispering behind his back, saying that he had offended the secret service of the Fuxing Society.
Now these vicious guys were back. How dare the security team not cooperate?
"Do you have a phone?'
'Yes. Please.'
'Thank you!'
Zhang Yong went to the duty room. He called the Hangzhou Military Police Headquarters.
He still needed to enlist the help of the military police.
In this situation, the more people, the better. The more weapons, the better.
It would be best to deploy the mortars as well.
Just now, he was too hasty. He didn't bring the grenade launcher.
However, the Japanese sniper was firing from 400 metres away, so the grenade launcher wouldn't be very useful.
The accuracy was too random. The effect would be relatively poor.
It would be better to use the small-calibre 60mm mortar. It has a range of 400-1000 metres. It can envelop the Japanese soldiers.
Unfortunately, the monitoring map only has a radius of 450 metres...
'Ding!'
Suddenly, a message flashed through his mind.
Zhang Yong was taken aback. He then received the message: The monitoring radius of the map has been increased.
It has been increased to 500 metres.
Er...
It can't be said to be completely useless.
After all, an extra 50 metres means an extra measure of safety.
But can you not just increase it to 1,000 metres? That way I'll be absolutely safe!
Unfortunately, the system did not respond in any way.
Forget it.
500 metres is 500 metres. I'll risk the rest with my life.
Since you've already got into this business, it's impossible to be completely risk-free and absolutely safe. Not even the son of God can do that.
'Hello...'
'This is Zhang Yong. I'm with the Special Branch of the Fuxing Society. I'm requesting that you send troops to assist...'
Quick and to the point.
Straight to the point.
No personal connections. Straight to business.
This is equivalent to clearly telling everyone that I, Zhang Yong, am very weak. I often need to rely on other departments to get things done.
Therefore, you don't need to worry at all that I will become powerful and uncontrollable.
At the same time, it is also a tactful way of telling the director that I, Zhang Yong, don't want to go to you. I would rather go to someone else. You don't consider me one of your own. I don't consider you one of mine. I'm turning my back on you. If you don't want me to really leave the Special Services Agency of the Restoration Society, you'll have to be nice to me.
Hmph!
'Team Leader Zhang, I'll report immediately.'
'Good!'
Zhang Yong hung up the phone.
Report? Haha. By the time you report, it'll be too late.
But it doesn't matter. He's already gone through the process. If anything happens in the future, this incident can be brought up. In the future, the military police will not dare to continue to dawdle.
Now...
Start the arrest!