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Chapter 246: Shanghai Storm (VI) What do you think the Military Police Headquarters is, a public toilet? (24)

This is a dead end.

Jie Jiu knew it very well.

For more than ten years, Jie Jiu was not used to using maps, and he memorized everything he could in his own mind.

He doesn't trust any media and doesn't even want to write down things that shouldn't be known to others.

He closed his eyes, and in his mind was the geography of the Hongkou Military Police Headquarters and the surrounding area, all the rooms, passages, small doors, and alleys.

The entire picture of the gendarmerie headquarters began to expand in his mind.

All the details did not flash one by one, but appeared in his mind almost at the same time, as if he was walking in more than a dozen places in this heavily guarded building at the same time.

But no matter how he walked, he couldn't get out of here.

There is no way out, there is no way to escape.

"Now, we can only hope that Master Wu can take the things out." He covered the wound on his abdomen that was bleeding continuously and said to Blackback Laoliu with a wry smile.

Opposite him was a man with a large square face and a serious expression.

He is Blackback Laoliu, who has always been a maverick among the Nine Gates.

A lonely swordsman, the only one among the Nine Gates who started out as a fighter, his skills are truly extraordinary.

There was a black handprint on his shoulder, so he was nicknamed "Blackback Laoliu".

If he hadn't stopped the group of Japanese soldiers, Jie Jiu would probably have lost his life.

Blackback Laoliu placed the broadsword on his chest, his face calm, as if he had already put life and death aside: "Second Master will find a way."

"Really? I hope so." Jie Jiu shook his head, which felt a little light due to excessive blood loss.

"But there's nothing we can do." Jie Jiu thought of his beautiful wife and young son at home and sighed.

Fortunately, I am also a martyr who fought against the Japanese.

The footsteps downstairs began to increase, probably the Japanese soldiers coming to reinforce.

Blackback Laoliu stood up. He had no offspring, so he cared less about life and death than others.

He was also a swordsman who lived on the edge of a knife. He could die in a battle with the Japanese and even killed many Japanese.

Those old brothers, who wouldn't pour him a few more pots of good wine every Qingming Festival and praise him for his worthy death?

Isn't that enough?

He glanced at Jie Jiu, and a smile suddenly broke out on his serious face: "I didn't expect that I would die with you."

"Anyway, it's not too bad."

"I heard that the Japanese are cruel and brutal. We can't stay in their hands. Let me go first." Jie Jiu's consciousness was a little fuzzy.

Blackback Laoliu put away his smile and looked at Lijiu deeply.

"Brother, let's go."

The knife flashed, and Jie Jiu fell down weakly, with a pool of blood oozing out from his back.

"In the next life, I will return this blow to you."

After saying that, Blackback Laoliu kicked the door open.

"Japanese grandson, your grandfather is here!"

A roar was like thunder out of the blue.

He Laogui was extremely regretful. He had already completed his mission and received the reward money. The rest of the matter had nothing to do with him.

According to his cautious and prudent nature, he would have gone back to his hometown in Northeast China and slept on the kang with his wife in his arms.

However, as a long-term partner of the Kwantung Army's "archaeological" research project, Hamada Kosaku and his group of Japanese "archaeological" elites were wiped out again.

He is still deeply involved in this matter, and was invited by the military today to come and watch the show, but secretly to be the judge.

He couldn't refuse. His troublesome nephew and several captains and deputy directors of No. 76 were pursuing prostitutes every day and indulging in the colorful world of Shanghai. They didn't want to go back to the Northeast at all.

And the one who came was Er Yuehong. Everyone in the tomb-robbing world knew that the Northern and Southern factions had been feuding with each other for a long time, and the kings would not meet each other.

If Er Yuehong discussed some fighting techniques with him, he might be interested in participating.

As for opera, he declined. He still preferred the Northeast Errenzhuan.

So while many people were watching the theater, he strolled into the garden alone.

Unfortunately, when I followed Wang Manchun to visit the inner courtyard, I found some signs of invasion.

These traces don't look like those of spies or anti-espionage teams, but more like the methods of local robbers.

Thinking of Er Yuehong who was performing outside, he guessed a plan.

After all, Zhang Dafoye and Er Yuehong are both from the Nine Gates.

He then added a word and informed Director Wang who was traveling with him.

Compared to an outsider like herself, the Wang family is the Japanese's true close friends. When they go out, they are treated the same as Taijun.

Wang Manchun was the person in charge of the Nanjing government's mysterious affairs in East China and the representative of the Wang family's power in Shanghai.

In terms of status, he is not inferior to Director No. 76 Li Lixing, and he also has some face among the Japanese.

She is one of the few people who truly knows the true function of that artifact.

When they heard that the tomb robbers were coming, they were in great danger. They immediately went on high alert and gathered a battalion of people to surround the gendarmerie headquarters.

He Laogui never expected that his words would trigger a battle in the entire gendarmerie headquarters.

First, a gunfight broke out in the headquarters building, funerary objects were looted, and then the stage in the lobby collapsed.

Everyone was in chaos.

You should know that those who came to the gendarmerie headquarters today were high-ranking officials from the Wang regime in Nanjing and the East China Japanese in Shanghai.

If there is chaos here, the whole of Shanghai and even East China will be in chaos.

Even though he was deeply regretful in his heart, he still maintained a calm expression on the surface, and with his coarse linen clothes, he really had the demeanor of a hermit.

The Japanese took him to the third floor, where it was obvious that a big battle had just broken out.

The walls were riddled with bullet holes and explosion marks.

As he walked along, he had seen the bodies of more than a dozen Japanese soldiers, and many more were carried out on stretchers.

Either he was crippled or his stomach was cut open, and it was obvious that he would not survive.

They were all knife wounds.

Black smoke billowed from the third floor and the walls were broken.

Several Japanese soldiers were pulling out several corpses and a broken knife from the ruins.

The first few bodies could be vaguely identified as Japanese guards and police officers.

But the last body was at the center of the explosion, and its clothes were tattered and its skin was torn.

But his fatal injury was a puncture wound in his heart.

On the shoulder of the corpse, a black handprint was very conspicuous. When He Laogui saw this mark, he gasped and his eyes twitched violently.

Blackback Laoliu is a well-known hero in the underworld.

He actually died here.

"Who is this person!" Major General Yutian Yuji of the Shanghai Military Police Headquarters turned pale and stared at He Laogui.

"Madam, I, I, I don't know him." He Laogui forced a smile.

He didn't dare say that he knew him. Even No. 76 knew that this matter was a mess and ran away, leaving him here to bear the wrath of the Japanese.

He had already cursed Wang Manchun's ancestors for eighteen generations in his heart.

"Don't know him?" Yutian Yuji's eyes narrowed, murderous intent revealed, he drew the Japanese sword from his waist and put it on He Laogui's neck.

He Laogui shuddered and revealed an even uglier smile.

"Madam, I, I, I, I have made contributions to the empire. I have shed blood for the empire!"

Yuji Tamada nodded and suddenly chopped at the corpse on the ground.

Click.

Separation of flesh and blood.

Then Yutian Yuji inserted the knife into the head, raised it up and placed it in front of He Laogui.

"Now, you know me."

As soon as he finished speaking, the soldier next to him immediately raised his Type 38 rifle and aimed it at He Laogui.

"I'll give you another chance!"

Facing more than a dozen shining bayonets.

Look at that angry head.

He Laogui could no longer maintain his calm expression.

He collapsed to the ground with a "thud", and beads of sweat the size of beans fell from his face.

"It should be Blackback Laoliu from the Old Nine Gates," he said tremblingly with his head lowered.

"who is it?"

Yutian Yuji threw his head to the ground and used He Laogui as a rag to wipe the blood off the knife.

Suddenly I heard a strange Chinese voice.

The Old Nine Gates.

What is the Old Nine Gates? It’s not the Military Control Commission or the Special Operations Department?
What kind of new organization is this?

"It's an organization in Changsha." He Laogui said with difficulty.

He didn't want to link this group of people to tomb robbers, otherwise he would be unable to get rid of the suspicion.

"By the way, their leader is a subordinate of Xue Yue in Changsha." He was ambiguous and deliberately leaned towards the military.

"What?" Yutian Yuji's eyes were about to pop out.

Xue Yue of Changsha.

This "Tiger of Changsha" repeatedly defeated the imperial attacks.

Could it be that they organized a spy organization different from the Military Control Commission and the Central Control Commission?
"General!"

At this time, a Japanese soldier rushed over and reported: "Two invaders were found, one dead and one still alive."

"Bring the living one up!" Yutian Yuji shouted angrily.

As the head of defense at the Military Police Headquarters, he was so furious that he wanted to kill all these naval idiots, high-ranking officials and tycoons.

If they didn't want to place some cultural relics here and invite a large group of people to watch the show, how could such a situation happen!
The key point is that these people were so excessive that they directly closed the inner courtyard, and even he, a major general, could not enter.

Outrageous.

Soon, Gou Wu, whose face was covered in blood and almost unconscious, was brought up.

"Thief!" Yutian Yuji punched Gouwu in the stomach.

The Japanese soldier behind him kicked his calf joint, causing him to fall to the ground.

"who are you?"

"Military Control Commission? Central Control Commission?!" Yutian said coldly.

"Your grandparents!" Gou Wu spat with his mouth full of blood.

If he had failed to commit suicide, he would not have fallen into the hands of the Japanese.

Although he is not a good person, it is absolutely impossible for him to be a traitor!
"Report, the guard at the South Gate was also killed!" At this time another guard rushed up.

Yutian's face became even colder, and his fingers gripping the long sword turned white.

"The logos of the Military Control Commission and the Anti-Traitor Squad were found at the scene!"

"Also, the patrol team said that a communist radio station was seized nearby." The guard looked at Yutian's dark face and said cautiously.

"One after another, the Communist Party, the Military Control Commission, the Anti-Traitor Squad, and some bastards who don't know where they came from."

"What do you think the Military Police Headquarters is? A public toilet!" Yutian was almost mad with rage.

Ever since that thing was placed at the gendarmerie headquarters, it was not only requisitioned by the army as a guild hall and theater, but also became a battlefield.

He looked at Gou Wu viciously, kicked him to the ground, and took out the Southern Cross Sword to make a few holes in him.

"Hey, you can't be so rude to our guests."

Navy Captain Yukizo Tamura grabbed Tamada's hand and stopped his violence.

He said politely in Chinese with a unique accent: "Sir, there is an old saying in China."

"It's called, he who knows the times is a hero."

"Your accomplices have abandoned you. You are no longer useful to them."

"But we, the Great Japanese Empire, are different. We will not abandon anyone who truly follows us, whether they are Chinese, Southeast Asians, or Koreans."

"So, tell me everything clearly, and I will let you live and gain more wealth than you can spend in a lifetime!"

In Tamura Yukizo's view, no one is unbridled, it's just a matter of how much it costs.

Stupid army idiots who only know how to use violence will only push potential supporters of Japan to the opposite side.

In his opinion, China is currently unable to preserve this treasure, and it is better for it to fall into the hands of Japan than to be taken away by the white people of Europe and America.

After all, white people don’t understand Chinese culture, and giving it to them would only be a waste of resources.

Japan, on the other hand, will be able to obtain the wealth and lead all the yellow people in East Asia to stand at the top of the world.

This is something that benefits everyone and there is no reason to oppose it.

(End of this chapter)