Chapter 704: The Japanese spy misunderstood

a rickshaw puller.

He was wearing a yellow vest. The number was 3028.

Sure enough, he had a formal cover identity. This identity also very well concealed his archer features.

Pulling a rickshaw all year round can cause thick calluses to form in the shoulder sockets and the crooks of the fingers. This cover story makes sense.

It also makes it easier to move around.

Rickshaw drivers can go anywhere.

Even when the streets are blocked off, they can often get through. This is because they know a lot of small roads.

Even those that don't look like paths. But as long as they can climb over walls or go through the back of buildings, they can go through them. They can't get past checkpoints without being noticed. So most checkpoints are useless to them.

If it weren't for the special markings, Zhang Yong would definitely have thought it was an ordinary Japanese spy. He wouldn't have paid it any mind.

Judging from previous experience, these Japanese spies disguised as rickshaw pullers are all very low-level. They have very little information. It's not worth much.

The point is that they have no money. They are not profitable. I don't bother with them.

However, if the other party is the one who sniped me, that's different. I must take him out today.

'Lv Hai.'

'Present.'

'Arrest the rickshaw driver.'

'Yes.'

'If you find anything wrong, shoot him immediately. He must not get away. He is the Japanese who shot me.'

'Understood!'

Lv Hai arranged immediately.

Of course they had heard about Zhang Yong's assassination.

The rickshaw driver was actually the murderer? How could this be? If he let the other party get away, his name would not be Lü.

Soon, Lü Hai and the others launched their operation.

From the other side of the street, they tried to encircle the Japanese spy.

However, the Japanese spy was very vigilant. He saw Lü Hai and the others. Then he realised that something was wrong. He immediately dropped the rickshaw and turned to run.

Lü Hai hurriedly raised his gun and shot.

If you can't catch him alive, you have to kill him.

'Da da da...'

'Da da da...'

The Thompson submachine gun fired like a machine gun.

However, the Japanese spy reacted extremely quickly. He rolled on the ground. He actually avoided the bullets.

Lu Hai: ...

Zhang Yong: ...

No way?

How did he manage to avoid it?

No. Damn it. The Japanese invaders are cheating!

I'm reporting this!

I'm reporting this Japanese spy for cheating...

However, the bullet missed. The Japanese spy took advantage of the situation and rolled into the corner.

'Da-da-da...'

'Da-da-da...'

Lv Hai was not willing to give up. He continued to shoot.

However, the Japanese spy took cover in the corner and avoided the bullet perfectly.

'Puff!'

'Pop!'

The bullet hit the corner of the street and smashed the wall.

However, the Japanese spy was unharmed. He also managed to escape quickly. He ran out tens of metres in the blink of an eye.

Zhang Yong: ...

Shit. What kind of pervert is this.

Why did he run so fast? Damn it. This time, even a cooked duck has flown away.

'Chase!'

'Chase!'

Lv Hai was furious.

He felt like going crazy.

He didn't catch him alive. How come he didn't die? Doesn't he care about his reputation?

The others also reacted hastily.

This is fucked up.

They actually let the target escape.

How can this be?

They all have no face to show, right?

Zhang Yong has already accurately pointed out who the target is, and they actually couldn't catch him! How can they still have any face to show?

Unwittingly, everyone frantically followed.

Zhang Yong also chased after them.

Fuck, right now, he is also very irritable.

It felt as if the whole world was out to get him. Despite all this, he had failed to kill a Japanese spy.

Cheating!

But there was nothing he could do. It was useless to blame the world.

He himself had been cheating. The Japanese spy had only been allowed to cheat occasionally. In fact, the Japanese spy had not cheated.

He had simply made very clever use of the terrain to avoid being shot. And he had been extremely vigilant. He had fled decisively before Lu Hai and the others could get into a shooting position. If he had been slow by even a few seconds, he would not have been able to hide behind that corner.

It can only be said that this Japanese spy is a master.

It's only natural to think so. If he weren't a master, how could he have hit Zhang Yong from such a long distance?

If the bullet had deviated just a few centimetres, Zhang Yong would have been dead.

Such an opponent is of course terrifying.

What to do?

Just keep chasing.

Keep fighting to catch up.

Always keep the target within a 500-metre radius.

Otherwise, if the target escapes from Hangzhou for even a little while, there's no knowing when you'll encounter him next time.

If he is killed again, it could be him who dies.

'This way!'

'This way!'

Zhang Yong keeps adjusting the direction of pursuit.

The Japanese spy is running super fast. He is obviously the best of the best.

Fortunately, the Japanese spy is running in a curve. Zhang Yong is basically running in a straight line. Therefore, he always keeps the target within 500 meters.

However, there is always a distance of 200 to 300 meters between him and the Japanese spy.

There is no way to shoot.

Because he can't see the Japanese spy at all.

He can only catch his target by monitoring the map. Otherwise, he would have lost track of him long ago.

Suddenly, he feels something is wrong.

But there is a weapon symbol on the edge of the map. The Japanese spy is heading straight for the weapon symbol.

Oh no. The Japanese spy is getting the weapon.

It's over. Once the Japanese spy gets the weapon, the situation will be dangerous.

With the skills of this Japanese spy, a shot from behind could be a human life. This is no joke.

Anyone who can become a sniper is an absolutely freak with a gun.

You can say he's low-level. You can say he's not profitable. But once he has a gun in his hands, he's a killer.

If you get too close, you'll be a head count in minutes. There could be countless deaths.

Quickly waved his hands. Signaling to slow down.

Don't do anything rash.

Safety first.

The surveillance found that the Japanese spy had indeed obtained a weapon.

He paused for a moment, probably observing the pursuers behind him. It could also be an ambush.

Fortunately, Zhang Yong and the others did not chase too closely. Otherwise, the Japanese spy, hiding in the shadows, could have shot him with one shot.

It was extremely dangerous.

From the moment the Japanese spy got the weapon, Zhang Yong knew that the challenge was here.

Gradually, he calmed down.

He still had to chase after him. But he could not do it recklessly. Otherwise, he would be dead.

He hung back, waiting for his chance.

The Japanese spy continued to flee towards the southwest.

This time, he was not moving as fast. He walked and stopped.

It is clear that the spy is waiting for the pursuers to catch up. Then he will ambush them. But they don't show up, so he continues on his way.

Zhang Yong follows the spy, step for step.

His mind is racing.

Shit, the spy has a gun. This is not going to be easy!

The other guy is extremely vigilant. Anyone who gets too close risks being shot. Zhang Yong dares not take any chances.

He continues to chase...

Suddenly, a lot of weapon symbols appear along the edge of the map. Then a yellow dot appears.

Huh? What's going on? Why is there a yellow dot?

It took a while to react. It seemed like he had been somewhere before.

After a while, Zhang Yong realised. He had indeed been here before. It seemed to be a small hotel. There were secret agents from the Party Investigation Department outside, and they might be holding the Reds they had captured inside. At that time, he did not alert the other party and quietly left.

Unexpectedly, this Japanese spy ran around and actually came here.

This is really a coincidence...

'Bang!'

'Bang!'

Suddenly, there was gunfire.

It sounded like a submachine gun.

Huh?

Who fired?

Who shot whom?

He hurriedly checked the map. There was only one possibility. The Japanese spy and the secret agents from the Party Affairs Department had fought.

A myriad of thoughts flashed through his mind. All kinds of thoughts.

Japanese spy...

Party Affairs Department...

They actually fought?

'Bang!'

'Bang!'

There was continued gunfire.

Mostly revolvers. There were also Browning pistols.

It was real. The Japanese spy and the secret service agent had a fight. It seemed that a few white dots had disappeared.

'Team leader...'

'The Japanese spy misunderstood.'

'What?'

'There were secret service agents in front of him, and the Japanese spy thought they were there to arrest him, so he fought with them.'

'Huh?'

Everyone looked at each other.

It felt so ridiculous. But it also seemed very reasonable.

The Japanese spy was in a hurry to escape for his life. Of course he wouldn't take the time to make a careful assessment. When he saw someone blocking his path, he would definitely shoot straight away.

And the men from the Party Affairs Department, when they saw someone approaching with a gun, would definitely think that it was aimed at them. Of course they would shoot decisively. So they got into a fight?

"Then the men from the Party Affairs Department are in trouble.'

'Yes. They are not good at intense gunfights. Most likely they will suffer.'

'Those guys are all bluffing.'

'Yes!'

Zhang Yong nodded in agreement.

The agents of the Party Affairs Investigation Department only bully the Red Party.

If they encounter a tough opponent, they will definitely suffer greatly. This was also the case when they encountered the habitual criminals around Sun Dingyuan before.

After just two encounters, Ye Wansheng had lost several of his men.

The main reason is that the Red Party has few weapons, and the underground party strictly prohibits the use of violence. Therefore, their individual combat effectiveness is generally relatively weak.

Put it this way, the vast majority of underground party members have little individual combat effectiveness. Every time the Party Affairs Investigation Department makes an arrest, the intensity of the fighting is very low. It's basically no challenge. So, there's no challenge at all. Your own combat effectiveness can certainly not be improved.

Now you encounter a professional Japanese spy. In particular, the Japanese spy in front of you is definitely a top-notch individual soldier. With weapons, one person can fight more than a dozen Party Affairs Investigation Department agents, and it's not a problem at all. It's possible that the Party Affairs Investigation Department agents will be completely wiped out.

'Bang!'

'Bang!'

The gunfire continued.

Another white dot disappeared...

Another white dot disappeared...

But the red dot remained. This meant that the Japanese spy was fine.

It felt like if the fight continued, the Japanese spy would sooner or later kill all the rookies in the Party Affairs Investigation Department.

Six...

Five...

Four...

There were fewer and fewer white dots left.

Fortunately, the Japanese spy, fearing that if he delayed for too long, he would be surrounded, finally escaped.

The four white dots actually followed.

Zhang Yong: ?

No way?

Followed?

Don't you want to live? So brave?

You are a dozen people, and only four of you are left, but you still dare to chase after them?

Fortunately, the Japanese spy was in a hurry to escape, so he did not continue to kill them. Otherwise, I'm afraid all four agents would have died.

These are a bunch of guys who don't know their place in the world. They're hot-headed.

Are they completely confused?

Waving his hand,

he continued to lead the team forward.

They arrived in front of a small hotel. They saw the bodies lying all over the place.

Yes, they were all from the Party Investigation Department, almost wiped out. There was not a single one who could fight.

It was tragic.

All of them were killed by a single shot.

Damn, the Japanese spies were really something. Their training was terrifying.

The Japanese soldiers had enough bullets to train with. If they had talent in shooting, they might even get special training.

The perverts trained in this way were of course extremely strong.

An ordinary Japanese soldier could deal with several Kuomintang soldiers. Not to mention the perverts among the perverts?

Go upstairs.

Find where the little yellow dot is.

It's a middle-aged man. Tied to the edge of the window.

He's tilting his head. His eyes are dull. His lips are white. Obviously he's severely dehydrated. Maybe he's delirious?

He's covered in wounds.

He's dying.

He sees Zhang Yong and the others arrive. The middle-aged man is already numb. The injuries on his body indicate that he should still be resisting.

He swings his sword.

He cuts the ropes.

The middle-aged man looks numb. He has no expression on his face.

Zhang Yong waves his hand. He leads his team away. He doesn't say a word the whole time.

He does a good deed without leaving his name. Hehe.

Let's go.

Continue to chase the Japanese spy.

It looks like the Japanese spy is about to get out of the 500-meter radius.

Middle-aged man: ?

What's going on?

What happened?

There was a burst of gunfire, and then a group of people came?

It seems like they came to rescue you? But they didn't say anything? They hurriedly left, as if they were just passing by?

Strange...

Weird...

I've never encountered anything so strange.

But it doesn't seem like anything is wrong.

He walked to the edge of the windowsill and looked down, just in time to see Zhang Yong lead his team away.

The middle-aged man felt his mind running out of ideas. What was going on?

If they were from the organisation, there couldn't have been so many of them. All dressed in the same style of Mao suit and heavily armed – that was just too conspicuous.

He couldn't figure it out...

He didn't understand...

But there was one thing he was sure of: he was now free.

He groped for a pot of water. He lifted the teapot and gulped it down. This restored a little of his energy. Then he carefully came downstairs. He saw the bodies of the secret agents lying in a mess. The area was in a mess. He peeked outside to make sure there was no abnormality before quietly leaving.

'Hurry!'

'Hurry!'

Over here, Zhang Yong continued to chase.

The four idiots from the Party's Investigation Department had already been lost. He didn't know where they had gone.

The Japanese spy kept stopping to look around, occasionally trying to make a comeback. But he never succeeded. With the help of the map monitor, Zhang Yong of course would not give the other party a chance. He always kept a certain distance from the Japanese spy.

He was waiting.

Waiting for the Japanese spy to run into the open. And then finish him off with the rifle from a distance.

Qin Lishan and the others carried three Springfield M1903 rifles. One of them had a scope. As long as the Japanese spy entered the open, he would probably be killed with one shot.

The problem was that this son of a bitch of a Japanese spy seemed to know this very well. So, he always ran towards crowded places. No matter how he ran, he never left the downtown area. And he cleverly avoided the checkpoints at the street corners outside.

'Damn...'

Zhang Yong couldn't help swearing.

With so many people, they were actually unable to catch a Japanese spy?

Irritated...

Frustrated...

Bitter...

But they never gave up.

He was waiting for the Japanese spy to make a mistake.

He just didn't believe it. The Japanese spy would not be careless.

As long as the Japanese spy showed the slightest sign of carelessness, it would be his death. This time, he was determined. Shoot to kill. Leave no survivors.

Chasing...

chasing...

Suddenly, more weapon symbols appeared along the edge of the map, along with a small yellow dot.

Zhang Yong: ???

Where is this?

What is the situation? Is this a hallucination?