Spy war in the Republic of China, peak undercover

At the entrance of an alley, the headquarters of the Qinglong Gang is located deep in the alley. Several courtyards are connected to form a large courtyard.

The blue bricks, black tiles, carved beams and painted buildings form a sharp contrast with the surrounding low and dilapidated houses.

Lu Yang hid in the shadows of the street corner, observing the situation in the hall.

At the gate of the courtyard, two burly men in black T-shirts were leaning lazily against the gatepost, smoking cigarettes and chatting idly.

In the yard, bursts of noise could be heard from time to time, mixed with the sounds of people playing finger-guessing games and drinking, as well as the sweet laughter of women, as if this was not a gang hall, but some kind of brothel.

Lu Yang frowned, suppressing his disgust, and quietly approached the hall. He had to first find out whether Lin Wei was imprisoned here.

He moved like lightning, covering a man's mouth with one hand, and with his other hand, like an iron clamp, he gripped his throat.

"Hmm... Hmm..." The man only had time to let out two muffled groans before he rolled his eyes and collapsed in Lu Yang's arms.

The other man heard the noise and turned his head suddenly. Before he could see what was happening, Lu Yang chopped him on the back of the neck with a knife and he fainted.

Lu Yang dragged the two men to the corner of the wall, then slipped into the yard.

He walked lightly in the courtyard like a nimble cat, searching carefully for Lin Wei's figure.

However, he searched the entire yard but found no trace of Lin Wei.

Lu Yang's heart sank. Could it be that Lin Wei was not here?

He grabbed a passing Qinglong Gang disciple and asked sharply, "Where is Lin Wei?"

The disciple was obviously frightened by Lu Yang's aura and stammered, "Ms. Lin...Ms. Lin...was...taken away...by the Military Control Commission..."

"Military Control Commission?" Lu Yang frowned, and a bad premonition suddenly arose in his heart.

"Where did they take the people?" he continued.

The disciple replied tremblingly, "I... I don't know... I only know... they... they were heading... towards the Military Control Commission's Shanghai Station..."

Lu Yang pushed the disciple away and without bothering to ask for any more information, he immediately turned around and left the Qinglong Gang.

Military Control Commission Shanghai Station!

Lu Yang was extremely anxious. He was too familiar with that place. It was simply a den of dragons and tigers!

He must get there as soon as possible, otherwise, Lin Wei will be in danger!

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The night is dark, the moon is dark and the wind is strong.

The Military Control Commission's Shanghai Station was located in a three-story building in the French Concession. It was surrounded by high walls with barbed wire on top. There were also armed spies patrolling day and night, and the security was tight.

Lu Yang hid behind a big tree across the street and observed the situation at the Military Control Commission's Shanghai Station under the cover of night.

He was familiar with the route and knew the terrain like the back of his hand. After all, he had been a frequent visitor here before.

He must sneak in as soon as possible and find Lin Wei!

Lu Yang took a deep breath, crouched down, and quietly approached the Military Control Commission Shanghai Station.

He avoided the patrolling agents, came to the wall, jumped up, easily climbed over the wall and landed in the yard.

As soon as he landed, Lu Yang smelled a faint smell of blood and a fishy smell unique to wild beasts.

Oh no! There's a wolfhound!

Lu Yang thought to himself, "Oh no!" How could he have forgotten that the Military Control Commission's Shanghai Station had two ferocious wolfhounds specifically designed to deal with "uninvited guests" like him?

Sure enough, just when Lu Yang was about to find a place to hide, two low roars came from not far away, and then two black behemoths pounced towards him like arrows!

Lu Yang's heart trembled. He knew that these two wolfhounds had been specially trained. If he was entangled by them, the consequences would be disastrous!

He did not dare to be careless and dodged the attack of the wolfhound. At the same time, he turned his wrist and the cold light of the daggers in his hands appeared.

"Puff!" Two knives were inserted into the mouth of the dog that pounced on them.

The two wolfhounds snorted "gently" and fell to the ground.

You should know that Lu Yang's knives are all highly poisonous and can kill instantly if they come into contact with blood.

Lu Yang hid behind a low wall. The rough bricks and stones rubbed against his palms, giving him a rough touch.

He gripped the dagger tightly, the sharp blade reflecting a cold light under the starlight, just like his mood at the moment, icy cold.

The air was filled with a faint smell of blood and a peculiar stench of wild beasts, which was the scent left by the two wolfhounds he had killed.

Time passed minute by minute, and the yard was quiet, as if nothing had happened.

Lu Yang's heart became heavier and heavier.

He knew that Lin Wei was in this heavily guarded compound, but he didn't know where she was or whether she was safe.

He was familiar with everything here. No one came out at this time, so it was obvious that there was a trap ahead.

He had a rough idea of ​​which windows contained machine guns and submachine guns.

It's too risky to go up like this.

Be patient and wait for them to come out.

Now it’s a matter of patience.

Whoever steps forward first gets shot.

He must find her as soon as possible!

Just then, a chaotic sound of footsteps came from afar, breaking the tranquility of the night.

Lu Yang's heart trembled, and he vigilantly gripped the gun in his hand, while hiding his body in deeper shadows.

He looked over and saw a group of people in black clothes sneaking into the Military Control Commission's Shanghai Station quietly under the cover of night.

Lu Yang recognized the leader at a glance. He was Zhang Yan, the captain of the Red Team of the Shanghai Iron-Blooded Anti-Traitor Corps.

Captain Zhang? This incompetent fellow has already suspected something once, is he going to mess things up again this time?

Lu Yang guessed that he had brought people to rescue Lin Wei to fulfill his bet with Old Xie. How reckless!

Even those who are familiar with the place don't dare to go in, but he actually comes here to break into the prison in such a brazen manner?

Lu Yang was full of doubts, but he did not act rashly.

He decided to wait and see what Zhang Yan was going to do.

Zhang Yan and his men crouched down and approached the door quietly. Then he signaled one of his men to go forward and unlock the door.

There was a slight "click" sound and the door lock opened.

However, at this moment, a sudden change occurred!

With a "click", the lights in the room suddenly lit up, and then more than a dozen soldiers wearing Kuomintang uniforms and holding submachine guns rushed out of the room and surrounded Zhang Yan and others.

The leader was a tall man with a sinister face. He held a pistol in his hand, and the muzzle emitted a cold light. He was Zhao Kun, the captain of Lu Yang's Shanghai Military Control Station Action Team.

"Zhang Yan? Haha, there is a road to heaven but you don't take it, there is no door to hell but you come here on your own initiative! I didn't expect you to dare to come to my door on your own initiative!" Zhao Kun looked at Zhang Yan, with a cruel sneer on his lips, his tone full of sarcasm and disdain.

Zhang Yan looked at Zhao Kun, his face ashen, his fists clenched tightly, making a "clucking" sound.

"Zhao Kun, stop talking nonsense! Hand over Lin Wei now, otherwise, I will massacre your Military Control Commission Shanghai Station today!" Zhang Yan roared.