I fought guerrilla warfare in the Yimeng Mountains during the Anti-Japanese War

In the early morning, when the first rays of morning light shone over the sky of Peking, Chen Feng woke up. He slept for several hours inside the top of the tower and felt uncomfortable all over.

The space was too small, and Chen Feng tried hard to stretch his body. He had to ensure that he could retreat quickly after a successful attack, and that no part of his body could be paralyzed.

Chen Feng started moving his body, took off his coat, wrapped the gun barrel with it and slowly stretched it out. The coat was the same color as the bank building, so it was not easy to be noticed.

Before eight o'clock, the Japanese headquarters began to get busy. The military police changed shifts, and the staff of the headquarters took up their posts. There was a commotion at the entrance, but the security was still as strict. Without a pass, one could not get in. Chen Feng even found that even if one had a pass, the military police would still recognize his face.

It was half past eight, and Terauchi Juichi hadn't shown up yet. Chen Feng was a little anxious. Did Terauchi Juichi go in early? If he had gone in early, there would be no chance today.

At 8:40, the figure of a major general appeared in the sniper scope. He did not enter the building, but stood on the steps as if waiting for something. Chen Feng's heart moved. Here he comes. The person who made the major general wait is most likely Terauchi Hisaichi.

At 8:45, the military police on guard straightened their bodies. Chen Feng observed while clenching his fists and moving his fingers. Four cars drove over, two three-wheeled motorcycles in the front, a Ford sedan in the middle, and a truckload of Japanese soldiers in the back, all military police in white helmets. The major general quickly walked down the steps, opened the car door, and the people inside got out. The surrounding sentries and patrols immediately saluted.

The person who came out of the car had his back to Chen Feng, so his collar badge could not be seen. Chen Feng did not rush to shoot. The person who came out exchanged a few words with the major general, and finally turned around and waved to the escort convoy.

Just as the convoy started moving, Chen Feng fired his gun. When the man turned around, he had already seen three general stars through the sniper scope. He fired a shot, but had no time to check the situation. He pulled the bolt and aimed again. In less than a second, he saw the admiral's head was shot, with red and white stuff all over his head. The people around him quickly surrounded him. Chen Feng did not waste this opportunity to aim and fired another shot at the panicked major general.

He pulled back his gun, tore off his clothes, threw away his 98k and got out of the spire. Bullets were already flying over there and a whistle squeaked. Chen Feng jumped into the air and instantly landed on the tiles of the bank's roof. After a few rolls, he reached the edge of the roof, grabbed the protruding eaves upstairs, and used his arms to jump directly to the windowsill of the next floor. Although the windowsill was only seven or eight centimeters wide, it was enough for Chen Feng to use his strength. He moved from the roof to the third floor, from the third floor to the second floor, and from the second floor to the ground. Chen Feng's two feet were always in the air, relying on the strength of his hands and arms to hold the windowsill to adjust his center of gravity and slow down his speed. After a few jumps, he landed on the ground and just seven or eight seconds had passed.

Gunshots were heard from the other side of the street. The street was in chaos. Chen Feng ran along the street. In more than twenty seconds, some Japanese military police came around and started shooting at Chen Feng, who was running the fastest, without paying attention to the panicked crowd. These military police were very good at shooting. Bullets whizzed past Chen Feng's head and sides. Chen Feng made tactical evasive moves and ran through three blocks before he got rid of the pursuers.

Suddenly, there was the sound of a motorcycle on the street on the right. It should be the escorting military police at the entrance of the headquarters. Chen Feng suddenly accelerated and sprinted to the end of the street. Just as he turned the corner, the military police's motorcycle also appeared. He glanced at the street, saw nothing suspicious, and continued to drive forward.

They were not out of danger yet, and they couldn't keep running like this endlessly. Once the Japanese found someone escaping, they would definitely blow the whistle. Chen Feng suddenly noticed a rickshaw nearby with a confused woman sitting in it. Maybe the driver heard the gunshots and ran away.

Chen Feng ignored the woman in the rickshaw and started running. His two long legs left afterimages, crossing the streets and gradually leaving the Dongjiaomin Lane. The surroundings returned to calm. Chen Feng was still worried and continued running with the rickshaw. The drivers next to him admired him very much. This rickshaw ran as fast as a car. Looking at the drivers' long legs, they knew they were born to do this job.

Suddenly, a woman's timid voice came from behind:

"Sir, are you going to take me out of Peking?"

Chen Feng then remembered that there was a woman behind him and looked back:

"I'm sorry, it's urgent, do you want to get off the car?"

The woman motioned Chen Feng to continue, as if she had forgotten her nervousness, and asked excitedly:

"Sir, were those Japanese soldiers chasing you just now? Did you escape from the Japanese headquarters? Who are you? Can you tell me? Maybe I can help you."

Chen Feng was speechless with this curious baby. He put down the car and turned around:

"Sorry to bother you, you have to find a way to get back on your own"!

"Hey! Don't go! I haven't paid you yet, who are you?"

Seeing Chen Feng walking away without looking back, the woman shouted:

"My name is Bai Ruoxuan, and I'm the third daughter of the Bai family. If you have any trouble, come to me!"

Chen Feng didn't even turn his head. Bai family? Which Bai family? The one that sells medicine?

There was a wailing sound at the headquarters in Dongjiaomin Lane. Commander Terauchi Hisahi's head was shot to pieces, and Chief of Staff Okabe Naozaburo's chest was pierced. The bullet entered from the right chest and came out from the left back, leaving a big hole in his back. Okabe Naozaburo was not dead yet, and kept spitting blood from his mouth and shouting a name. His subordinates listened carefully and finally understood that it was a cold gunshot.

After Okabe Naozaburo finished speaking, he spat out the blood in his mouth, tilted his head, and met the Emperor without closing his eyes.

All the subordinates began to cry out, the sky is falling! The pursuit teams came back one after another, saluted and reported to the military police captain. When all the pursuit teams came back, the military police captain looked desperate:

"The entire city is under martial law and search is in progress. The sneak attack was most likely carried out by the Lone Wolf Commandos. We must catch him to redeem ourselves from our crimes. Also, call the base camp to report the situation and request tactical guidance."

After arranging the funeral, the colonel military police captain pulled out his Nambu pistol, shot himself in the head, and accompanied his two superiors to meet the emperor.

A group of reporters suddenly surrounded them. They were all consuls from nearby countries. They knew that the Japanese North China Command had been shot at, and such a major event must not be missed. They all had blue eyes and blond or red hair. The gendarmerie had lost their backbone and dared not to stop them. A group of people took pictures of the bodies. The deputy captain of the gendarmerie, a lieutenant colonel, then remembered to stop them, but it was too late. He hurriedly ordered his men to carry the three bodies into the building and had the gendarmerie block the door tightly and not allow anyone to come in.

The city of Peking was under martial law, and countless military police and Japanese soldiers began searching on the streets. The news quickly spread that the Japanese North China Command had been shot at. There was confirmed news that the commander of the North China region, Terauchi Hisaichi, and the chief of staff were shot dead.

Countless underground organizations in Peking took action, and Morse code spread in all directions through the radio. What a big event! A huge event.

Chen Feng had already left the city of Beiping. Instead of going through the city gate, he slid out from the east city wall along a bundle of ropes. The Japanese devils' reaction speed was still too slow. Fortunately, he finally taught these beasts an unforgettable lesson.