Spy Wars: Get the Predator equipment at the beginning

The sergeant stood at the door and looked at the bloody scene in the duty lounge in horror. He quickly came to his senses, quickly pulled out a pistol from the holster at his waist, loaded it, and stepped in.

At this moment, an invisible steel wire noose hung down from the roof and suddenly fell around Sergeant's neck. The steel wire noose quickly tightened around his neck, locking his throat tightly before he could even make a sound.

Zhang Yunhe, who was standing on the beam, jumped down by pulling the ring of the wire noose with both hands. Under the pull of his own weight, the Japanese sergeant was pulled up and hung in the air, and the pistol in his hand fell to the ground. He tried to free himself with both hands, but the wire had already embedded in the flesh of his neck.

He was terrified and desperate, and a strong feeling of suffocation swept over him. His throat was locked and he couldn't breathe. The feeling of suffocation caused his brain to quickly lack oxygen and fall into a coma.

He struggled desperately, kicking his legs randomly and irregularly.

After a while, the Japanese sergeant stretched out his legs and his arms fell limply.

Zhang Yunhe did not release the pull ring of the wire sleeve immediately. He held on for ten seconds before releasing the pull ring. The body of the Japanese sergeant fell to the ground.

"Hu——Hu——" Zhang Yunhe was breathing heavily. This body was still too weak. He secretly vowed in his heart that after he got out, he must use great perseverance and determination to train his body to be strong. It would be best if he could practice martial arts. You know, there are many martial arts masters with strong actual combat capabilities in this period.

He picked up the pistol that the Japanese sergeant had dropped on the ground, walked to the table and sat down. After putting the pistol away, he immediately started eating.

Now there is no time to chew slowly. You have to eat as fast as possible to quickly recover your strength.

After a few minutes, he finally had enough to eat and drink.

He began to search the corpses and clean up the battlefield, putting the guns, ammunition and command knife into the backpack space first. He did not count the money he found and stuffed it all in.

"Uh - can these corpses be stored in the backpack space?" Zhang Yunhe muttered to himself, touching a corpse with one hand and activating his mind.

With a "whoosh", the body disappeared.

Wow, the corpses can really be put away. Without any hesitation, he put all six corpses into the backpack space, but one corpse only took up one space in the backpack.

Coming out of the duty lounge, Zhang Yunhe took a flashlight and went into stealth mode again. He wanted to continue searching the prison to see if he could find the other two arrested members of the Blue Shirts Society. One of them was Wang Daoyuan, the one who recruited him into the Blue Shirts Society's peripheral organization.

He didn't know the other person's name. He had only seen him once. He was taking minutes at the meeting and should be a civilian staff member.

In another corridor, Zhang Yunhe finally found a cell with people living in it. He stood at the door of the cell and turned on the flashlight to shine inside.

The situation in the cell was far beyond his expectations. There was not only a bed, but also a desk, a water cup, and a thermos. The whole room was very clean and did not look like a cell at all.

There was a person lying on the simple single bed, covered with a quilt, with his head tilted to the other side, so Zhang Yunhe could not see the other person's appearance.

"Who could this person be?" Zhang Yunhe was puzzled. He took out the key he had taken from the body of the Japanese sentry, and quickly found the key to the cell by number and opened the door.

With a "click", Zhang Yunhe took out the steel spear and held it in his right hand. The spear body and spear head were completely ejected, and it was two meters long. He held a flashlight in his left hand and stepped closer to the single bed!

The person on the bed was a light sleeper. The sound of Zhang Yunhe entering the room startled him awake. He immediately sat up and asked, "Who is it?"

The flashlight shone on the other person's face, and Zhang Yunhe immediately recognized that this person was one of the other two arrested at the same time as him, the one who took notes at the meeting!

The steel spear, flashing with cold light, suddenly pressed against the man's throat.

"You've betrayed me!" Zhang Yunhe said in a cold and murderous tone.

The man's face changed slightly, and he looked shocked: "You...you are? No, no, no, I didn't..."

With a "puff", Zhang Yunhe stabbed the steel spear into his throat without waiting for him to finish speaking.

"If you hadn't betrayed me, if you hadn't revealed the organization's secrets, how could the Japanese have allowed you to live in such a comfortable cell?"

Zhang Yunhe's words made this man completely lose hope of living. He died with his eyes wide open!

There was another fresh corpse in the backpack space. After Zhang Yunhe checked the room, he turned and left without finding any suspicious items.

There is still one person who has not been found, that is his superior Wang Daoyuan who was arrested with him!

Zhang Yunhe searched the entire prison but couldn't find Wang Daoyuan.

"Even if Wang Daoyuan betrayed us, the Japanese wouldn't let him out of prison so quickly. Even if they wanted him to infiltrate the Blue Shirts Society as a traitor, they wouldn't act hastily without adequate preparation. So Wang Daoyuan must still be here!"

"But we've searched all the cells, but we can't find him. Where on earth is he?"

Zhang Yunhe was thinking, and suddenly he thought of a possibility. If Wang Daoyuan was already dead, perhaps Wang Daoyuan was lying in the morgue at this moment, but the morgue was not in the prison area. From the three-dimensional virtual image formed by the microcomputer search, the morgue should be the easternmost room on the first floor of the Special High Technology Office Building in front.

He then killed off the few remaining Japanese soldiers in the prison area one after another, ransacked them as well, even their bodies, and searched through all the space in his backpack.

"Creaky, creaky--" The outermost iron gate of the prison area was opened and then closed again.

Zhang Yunhe disappeared, crossed the open space between the prison area and the office building, and quickly walked into the office building.

This is a three-story building, and the lights are still on. When you walk into the corridor on the first floor, you can even hear the ticking sound of the radio sending and receiving telegrams coming from the telecommunications room on the third floor.

Next to the morgue was a duty room where a young Japanese worker was sleeping on the table, and the brazier in the room was burning brightly.

The door handle was gently turned, and with a slight click, the door was slowly pushed open.

An invisible big hand pressed down the officer's head, and the blade on the other wrist popped out and quickly pierced into the officer's left back. His heart was pierced, and a large amount of blood spurted out of his chest. The officer twitched violently for a few times and then became completely motionless.

The corpse was put back into the backpack space. Zhang Yunhe glanced around and saw the key hanging on the wall. It must be the key to the morgue.

He took the key and came to the door of the morgue, and opened the door easily with the key.

The door was pushed open, and a cold breath hit my face, and goose bumps instantly appeared on my skin.

Turning on the light switch next to the door, the situation in the morgue came into view. A rough count revealed that there were 18 bodies in total!

Zhang Yunhe walked to the first body and lifted the white cloth covering it. It was one of the participants who had been beaten to death. Then he lifted the white cloths on the other bodies one by one, confirming that each body was a former participant.

When he walked to the last corpse and reached out to lift the white cloth, the appearance of the corpse was revealed.

The pupils of the eyes behind the iron-blooded mask shrank instantly.

The last corpse turned out to be Zhang Yunhe’s superior, Wang Daoyuan!

Wang Daoyuan's body was covered with wounds caused by torture, but his death puzzled Zhang Yunhe. You know, Wang Daoyuan was an official member of the Blue Shirts Society. How could the Japanese easily kill him during interrogation before they had any results?

This is not common sense!

Zhang Yunhe suddenly thought of something, and the Iron Blood Mask immediately scanned Wang Daoyuan's body. During the scan, he found that there were serious lesions on Wang Daoyuan's liver and heavy bleeding.

It turned out that Wang Daoyuan himself suffered from a serious liver disease. After the interrogation, his body naturally could not bear it, causing massive liver bleeding. It is feared that he died on the spot during the interrogation.

At this time, Zhang Yunhe realized a very serious problem. Wang Daoyuan was his only contact, and the members of the peripheral organization had no files in the Blue Shirts Society. In other words, even if he went out from now on, he would have completely lost contact with the organization and become a kite with a broken string!

But this also made him very safe, because no one in the blue team knew him anymore. Maybe some people knew that he existed, but they definitely didn't know his specific information.

Although no one in the Blue Shirts Society knew him anymore, some people in the Special High Police had seen him, especially those who had interrogated him in the past two days. The Special High Police must have also created a file for him. If he wanted to gain real security, he had to kill all the Japanese devils and traitors who had interrogated him and take away the files related to him.