Warlords: Rising from the Northwest Border and Sweeping Across the Powers

Three days later, Linzhou Yong'an City.

Yan Shuangying was wearing a cloth robe and sitting at a tea stall on the street, shelling peanuts and drinking a cheap bowl of tea.

Half an hour later, eight Japanese people wearing suits, hats and with bulging waists walked out from the Linzhou headquarters of Ito Chamber of Commerce across the street. They looked around vigilantly.

After confirming that there was no danger, he opened the door of a black car on the roadside. Masao Ito walked out of the Chamber of Commerce, bent down and sat in the back seat of the car. The car started and slowly drove towards the Fuso Embassy on Yangchen Street.

"The shopkeeper's checkout!"

Yan Shuangying put down a few copper coins on the table and turned to leave.

The base of the Northwest Intelligence Bureau in Yong'an City is a seemingly inconspicuous restaurant. In the backyard of the restaurant, Yan Shuangying sat cross-legged on the kang. An intelligence officer of the Northwest Intelligence Bureau slowly spoke: "Director, these days, we have figured out Ito Masao's travel pattern. Every morning at nine o'clock, he will leave his house and rush to the headquarters of the Ito Chamber of Commerce. At 3 o'clock in the afternoon, he will return to the Fuso Empire Embassy to meet with Yamamoto Kenjiro, the current Fuso ambassador to Linzhou, and return to the Chamber of Commerce at 5 o'clock, and return to his residence at 8 o'clock in the evening."

"Ito Masao has 10 armed bodyguards protecting him, and there are also many secret sentries. After our investigation, we found that these bodyguards are actually from the Fuso Empire's Special High Police."

Yan Shuangying frowned. He had two purposes for coming to Yong'an City this time. The first was to get rid of Ito Masao, and the second was to find a way to destroy the Fuso Embassy and completely destroy the cooperative relationship between the Fuso Empire and the Guo warlords.

"How is the embassy's defense?"

"There are connections outside the embassy. There are companies of Guo's troops patrolling here constantly. Previously, protesters forcibly attacked the embassy. Now the Japanese are very vigilant."

"There are at least 30 armed Fuso guards in the embassy. It would be very risky to storm it. Once the gunshots are fired, the people from the Governor's Office will rush over in less than 10 minutes."

"Okay, I understand all of this. Have someone send me a map of Yong'an City. Go and do your own thing first."

After looking at the map and thinking for a whole day in the room, Yan Shuangying made a preliminary plan.

At 8 o'clock in the evening, several key members of the Northwest Intelligence Bureau gathered in Yan Shuangying's room.

"My plan is to attack Ito Masao at Zhengbei Street at 9 o'clock tomorrow night when he leaves the Chamber of Commerce and returns to his residence. I have already seen it in person. There are basically no people on Zhengbei Street at night, and it is not far from the Fuso Embassy."

"Once attacked, the embassy will definitely send people to support us immediately. Our second group of people will take advantage of this opportunity to storm the embassy and take Yamamoto Kenjiro's head."

"You must remember that our operation this time is extremely risky. After all, we are in the heartland of the Guo warlords. It is estimated that the Governor's Guard will arrive within 20 minutes, so we only have 20 minutes."

"Next, let's discuss the details of the operation."

The next night, we were on Zhengbei Street, less than a mile away from the Fuso Embassy.

As usual, Masao Ito sat in his own car with his eyes closed to rest. Three cars drove one after another towards Ito Masao's residence.

Suddenly, a dull gunshot broke the silence of the night.

The tire on the left side of the car driving in the front was shot out by someone.

The moment the gunshot was heard, the guard sitting next to Ito Masao immediately pressed Ito Masao down on the back seat. The two of them lowered their bodies and observed the situation outside through the car window.

On the roof of a two-story building not far away, Liu Feihu, who was captured by the Northwest Revolutionary Army and joined the Northwest Intelligence Bureau, was holding a 1k sniper rifle with a scope in his hand.

It was he who fired the shot that blew up the tire of the first car.

Twenty or thirty elite personnel from the Northwest Intelligence Bureau filed out from the dark alley on the roadside with pistols in hand.

The guards on Ito Masao's side had already gotten out of the car and used the car as a cover to engage in a shootout with the people from the Northwest Intelligence Bureau.

For a moment, there was a constant sound of gunfire, and bullets hit the car, sending out sparks.

At this time, Masao Ito was also dragged out of the car by his personal bodyguard and hid on the other side of the car.

"Protect President Ito. This place is not far from the embassy. As soon as we hear gunshots, the guards at the embassy will come to support us."

"Hold on for a while, none of these assassins will be able to escape."

Liu Feihu, looking down from above, had a mocking smile on his face. The 98k sniper rifle in his hand was like the scythe of the god of death. As long as the Fuso people below dared to show their heads, they would be greeted by a flying bullet.

Every gunshot was accompanied by the fall of a Fuso man.

The guards around Ito Masao were obviously not ordinary people. Facing the tidal-like offensive launched by the Northwest Intelligence Bureau personnel, they remained very calm and launched a counterattack in an orderly manner without any panic.

But after all, one side came prepared, while the other side was not mentally prepared at all, and with the help of Liu Feihu, a perverted sniper, every bullet hit its target.

Soon the Japanese could no longer hold on. If it weren't for the seven or eight guards hiding in the dark who braved the hail of bullets from the Northwest Intelligence Bureau and rushed out to rescue them, they would have been almost dead by now.

The only three remaining guards dragged the panicked Ito Masao into the alley on the other side of the road.

While escaping, Liu Feihu pulled the trigger of the sniper rifle again. A bloody hole instantly appeared on the back of the head of one of the guards, and he fell to the ground with a thud.

Several Fuso guards were horrified. The opponent's sniper hidden in the dark had too accurate shooting skills. At least half of their people died at the opponent's gun.

"Hurry and see if there is any other way out. I will block the alley."

One guard leaned half of his body out and kept shooting at the approaching Northwest Intelligence Bureau men, while the other dragged Ito Masao deeper into the alley.

A dozen Northwest Intelligence Bureau men approached the alley with pistols in hand and vigilant looks. Suddenly, someone screamed. One of the intelligence officers was shot in the calf by the opponent's guard. He immediately fell to the ground, blood gushing out of the calf wound.

Since the other party's guards were also high-level agents trained by the Fuso Empire, the Northwest Intelligence Bureau also sacrificed two elite personnel.

"Find a way to get in and don't let that little devil Ito Masao get away."

The remaining intelligence agency soldiers were sweating profusely.

Unfortunately, the Fuso guard stuck at the entrance of the alley had very accurate shooting skills and was also very cautious. Liu Feihu could not find any opportunity for a while and killed him with one shot.

Suddenly, two empty gunshots were heard from the alley.

"He's out of bullets, rush in!"

A dozen soldiers from the Northwest Intelligence Bureau strode into the alley at great speed, and more than a dozen large-eye revolvers opened fire at the same time, instantly turning the captain of the guard team who was stuck at the entrance of the alley into a sieve.