Operation Red Book

"Hello?"

Hilda tried to move as lightly as possible and slowly moved towards the figure.

When Hilda was only two meters away from the figure, a gunshot rang out from outside the house, resounding throughout her heart.

"What?"

Hilda was shocked and took out her pistol and tried to run out.

"boom--"

There was another deafening gunshot, and Hilda froze in place.

The gunshot came from behind her.

Feeling a dull pain in her arm, Hilda quickly squatted down and dodged a violent storm coming from overhead.

The smoke still lingered, accompanied by a thick smell of gunpowder.

The figures on the ground had long disappeared. One of them was squatting beside the bed with a rifle in his hand, and the other took the opportunity to run out of the door and joined the fight outside.

"I'm here to save you!"

Hilda said loudly while dodging, but the opponent did not hesitate at all and fired several shots in Hilda's direction.

There was a faint fishy smell in the house, not as strong as that of a burglar, but not to be ignored.

This was undoubtedly the resident held hostage by the monster, but he had a gun in his hand and was able to resist the drugs in the smoke bomb, which showed that he was well prepared.

Hilda drooped her eyelids in annoyance. If she guessed correctly, there should be gunfire outside the Chinese dock as well.

I can't hurt the residents, but I have to avoid being hurt by them. There's nothing I can do...

Hilda kicked the wooden table in front of her away, successfully diverting a group of firepower.

She turned over and jumped onto the wooden cabinet, and threw a smoke bomb into the room before leaving.

A large amount of thick white smoke suddenly poured out of the house. In the smoke, the sound of gunfire continued, but after a few bursts, the sound of gunfire gradually subsided.

The figure in the smoke put on a leather mask. He took small steps forward, exploring the way forward inch by inch.

Breathing is still in the white mist, and there is a lot more forbearance and tension in the depression.

The figure moved a little bit and accidentally bumped into the wooden table that was full of bullet holes.

The wooden table let out a dull groan, accompanied by the figure's uncontrollable screams of pain.

Hilda was waiting for this moment of relaxation...

There were strange noises coming from all around, and the figure looked around vigilantly, but did not find the black and red figure.

"Stop..."

A light female voice suddenly sounded, causing the figure's scalp to tingle.

He quickly looked up, but was so shocked that he lost the chance to shoot.

Hilda jumped down from the beam and easily pinned the figure under her.

She pulled off the figure's mask and confiscated the rifle.

After inhaling a large amount of smoke, the figure quickly stopped resisting.

Hilda dragged the man out of the house, and amid the sound of gunfire, she took out a rope and tied him up neatly.

Other teams followed Hilda's example. Without extra smoke screens, they took out electric batons and sticks, and forced the gun-wielding residents to retreat while knocking them unconscious and tying them up.

This method is very useful. Although it is time-consuming and labor-intensive, it ultimately removes all residents in the outer circle.

"Huh...ha..."

After fighting the last unconscious resident, Hilda finally couldn't help but bend over.

The wound on his arm kept bleeding and wouldn't heal at all.

"Bang bang bang-"

Suddenly, a volley of bullets hit Hilda's feet. She quickly jumped to the side, but the bullet went straight behind her and hit a soldier in the chest.

"No no no..."

Hilda couldn't bear to shout at the fallen body, but it was of no use.

More and more residents rushed from the front, yelling and shooting at the soldiers with their rifles.

Hilda commanded the remaining soldiers to escape into a nearby house, and cleverly stopped the "militia" attack by shooting bullets at the walls and floors in front of them.

After finally calming down for a while, Hilda seized the opportunity, took the megaphone thrown by the soldier, carefully extended the speaker, and shouted outside:

"I am a regular soldier sent by the British government. I am here on the orders of the Prime Minister to rescue the residents of the Chinese wharf and transfer them safely!"

"The Chinese wharf is being invaded by foreign enemies. We are here at the Queen's order to eliminate the enemy and protect the people's safety!"

"Please put down your weapons, don't panic, don't run around, we are here to help you..."

"boom--"

Before he could finish his words, a bullet shot from the crowd and hit the eaves next to the loudspeaker.

Hilda hurriedly put away the loudspeaker, a thin layer of sadness covering her face.

What should I do? They don’t seem to understand English…

"Miss Hilda, let me speak."

In a flash, just as Hilda was about to give the order to shoot, Ivy was escorted by Jacob's time ball to the house where Hilda was.

Ivy looked very angry, her sharp eyes were full of anxiety and excitement, even Jacob, who was always smooth-talking, didn't dare to say a word.

Hilda handed the loudspeaker to Ivy, then held her waist and helped her onto the makeshift platform made of a wooden table and a wardrobe.

"Put down all the guns!"

The loudspeaker roared out sonorous Chinese, which obviously shocked the crowd on the opposite side.

"What are you all doing? This is the help I specially invited to save you from the dire situation!"

"Put down your weapons! Women in one team, men in another, and the children in the middle!"

After these words, the crowd began to move. The women and young people obediently moved to the side, but the old men with guns did not move at all.

"Why should we listen to you!"

Someone in the crowd was shouting, and from the sound of the voice, it was a strong male voice with a Guangdong and Guangxi accent.

"Yes!"

The men with guns started to make a fuss.

"You are nothing but a lackey of that Zhu. Of course you are not satisfied with the favor given to us by Commander Zhao!"

"Commander Zhao said that the British are all robbers!"

"Yes, the British are all robbers! They want to kill us!"

"Brothers, let's go up and kill that guy named Li!"

"Nonsense!"

Ivy became angrier as she listened, and her scream scared away a lot of people.

"If these people wanted us dead, why didn't they just come in with cannons and grenades and blow us up!"

"Look at the wounds on their bodies. They would rather be shot than hurt you. Is this what Zhao said? Do you want to hurt us?"

The crowd became much quieter, and gradually some people left the group holding guns and stood aside with empty hands.

"Commander Zhao said that those were all sugar-coated bullets from the British! The British can't tolerate us, just like Mr. Zhu can't tolerate Commander Zhao. He killed Commander Zhao and let you, a mistress with unclear background, take over!"

"What's going on?" Ivy was really angry now.

She snatched the pistol from a soldier beside her and fired two shots at the ground beneath her feet. The terrifying gunshots caused a loud noise on the opposite side.

The muzzle of the gun emitted thin smoke from the friction of gunpowder. Ivy glared angrily and slowly raised her arm.

The black muzzle of the gun, together with the long guns and short cannons behind him, was aimed at the crowd crowded in front.

"I'll say it one last time. Women on one side, men on the other side, and children in the middle."

"Those who abandon Commander Zhu and follow Zhao Minghua, go ahead!"

"I guarantee that your fate will be the same as those monsters!"