Zhang Yunhe took a deep breath, and the eyes behind the mask gradually became firm and murderous. From the prison to now, he has killed a total of 16 people. On the premise of fully ensuring his own safety, killing a few more would not be a big deal!

The little Japs should be killed by anyone!

A week ago, the tragic news from Nanjing filled the whole country with overwhelming hatred towards the Japanese. The deaths of 300,000 people, this blood debt, can never be erased!

The third room on the east side of the first floor is the lounge for the Special High Section Action Team. At this moment, four people are playing cards in this room.

Zhang Yunhe stood at the door invisibly and observed for a while, and found that these four people were traitors. They were all members of the gang who had defected to the city after the Japanese invaders entered the city.

"A pair of 9s!" said the traitor who was sitting on the north side and wearing a black double-breasted cotton jacket.

The next player played a pair of Js, and when it was the turn to play a card to the traitor sitting in the south, he saw him lying on the table with his eyes wide open and a look of pain on his face.

"Hey, idiot, play your cards! Did you eat too much last night?"

Not only that, the traitor sitting in the west suddenly took a breath of cold air: "Hiss——"

The remaining two people suddenly found two bloody knife tips emerging from his chest.

"This is..." The remaining two people quickly realized that they were attacked and reached for their waists to draw their guns.

But Zhang Yunhe did not give them a chance. He drew out his wrist blade and swung it fiercely, instantly cutting the throat of the traitor from the north. He threw the steel spear in his left hand and pierced the chest of the last man.

Except for the first corpse lying on the table, the remaining three traitors were all lying on the ground and twitching constantly. Zhang Yunhe walked over, retracted the steel spear and started the corpse-touching mode.

He quickly looted the bodies of the four traitors, took away the gambling money on the table, their mirror boxes and bullets, and finally even the bodies.

The purpose of doing this is naturally to increase the difficulty of the Japanese investigation afterwards.

When he left, he turned off the lights and closed the door gently.

Although he now possessed powerful killing abilities and it would not be difficult for him to kill everyone in the Special High Section, he did not dare to do so. Among these traitors, there were who knows how many undercover intelligence agents sent by the Blue Shirts Society and the Red Army. If he killed them all, it would be difficult to distinguish between friend and foe.

He quickly arrived at the second floor, where the noise was much louder and there were many Japanese soldiers on duty at night.

Standing at the door of the section chief's office, Zhang Yunhe was ready to go in and kill the Special High Section Chief Shiro Koizumi, because Shiro Koizumi and his secretary Shohei Suzuki had seen him during the interrogation, and these two people must die!

The office door was locked, but looking through the crack in the basement door, the light was on inside the office.

This did not pose a problem for Zhang Yunhe. After being developed into a member of the peripheral organization by Wang Daoyuan, he received some training from Wang Daoyuan, including lock-picking skills. Although his lock-picking skills were not very advanced, with the help of a mask that scanned the internal structure of the copper lock, he easily opened the lock with two thin steel wires.

When he pushed the door open, he found that there was no one in the office. He immediately closed the door and turned around to scan the furnishings in the office. There were some documents on a desk.

He immediately walked over, picked up several folders and opened them one by one to check. Unexpectedly, the last folder contained his file. What surprised him was that the file not only contained his photo, but also his real name and age.

"How is this possible? The original body didn't confess at all, so how did the Japanese know all this? Wait... could it be that traitor living in the luxurious cell? Yes, that person does clerical work, and he must have learned some information about him from Wang Daoyuan!"

Apart from that person, Zhang Yunhe couldn't think of anyone else who could know so much information about him.

After putting the file into the backpack, Zhang Yunhe felt more at ease. After all, the Japanese had not yet pried open his mouth, nor had they had time to create a complete file for him. This file should be the material the Japanese had prepared to create a file for him.

After coming out of the section chief's office and closing the door, Zhang Yunhe vaguely heard voices coming from the conference room.

"Could it be..."

With doubts and curiosity, Zhang Yunhe came to the door of the conference room. The door was closed but not locked. He grasped the handle and turned it gently, and the door was gently pushed open.

Shiro Koizumi, who was talking to his subordinates at the end of the conference table facing the door, saw the door suddenly open, but no one came in. He stopped talking, frowned and scolded, "Bakayashi, who was the last one to come in just now? How could you not even close the door tightly? Can't you handle such a small matter?"

A Japanese second lieutenant officer who was closest to the conference room door immediately stood up and walked over to close the door, then returned to the conference table, straightened his body and listened to Shiro Koizumi assign work tasks.

"Wu Xiaopeng, the clerk at the Blue Shirts Society's Shanghai station, must know a lot more. The interrogation department will need to communicate with him more and get him to reveal everything he knows as quickly as possible!"

"And that peripheral organization member named Zhang Yunhe hasn't spoken yet. I don't know what you guys in the Interrogation Department are made of. You can't even pry open the mouth of a peripheral organization member! Ikeda-kun, I want to hear from this person before noon tomorrow, otherwise I'll transfer you to the front lines!"

"Hayi!" Ikeda, the head of the interrogation department who was named, stood up and stood at attention and agreed.

Zhang Yunhe, who was standing hidden in the corner, was delighted when he saw these people in the conference room. This was great! All the Japanese who had seen him and interrogated him in the past few days were gathered here. It was a good opportunity to catch them all in one fell swoop!

As Shiro Koizumi was speaking, the lights in the conference room suddenly went out, and the entire conference room became pitch dark.

The killing began. Zhang Yunhe chopped off the heads of the two people who were about to be smeared with a wave of his hand. The two headless bodies falling to the ground gave the Japanese soldiers in the dark an ominous premonition.

"What's that noise? What happened? Is that Ikeda-kun? Suzuki Shohei, go open the door and see why the power is out!"

Before Koizumi Shiro could finish his words, he heard someone scream: "Ah—enemies are coming!"

With a "puff", another person was stabbed to death and fell to the ground.

The remaining people became even more panicked, but they couldn't see the enemy and were worried about being attacked, so they could only take out their pistols and load them, and shoot immediately if anyone nearby made a sound.

"Bang bang" two consecutive gunshots completely broke the long-standing silence in the Special High Section office building.

"Oh no! The gunshots might attract other Japanese soldiers in the building!" Zhang Yunhe's heart tightened and he increased the speed of killing. Except for the spinning throwing knife, which he was not proficient in using, he started using all other weapons.

With a "whoosh", he threw a sword and hit the secretary Suzuki Shohei in the back.

On the mask screen, Zhang Yunhe discovered that a Japanese major was approaching the window and was about to open it to escape. He immediately shook his wrist and the battle net flew out to cover him.

"Ah--" The battle network automatically contracted and cut the prey's body, causing it to scream.

There were a total of 8 people in the conference room, and now only Shiro Koizumi was still hiding under the conference table. He carefully crawled towards the door. Zhang Yunhe turned around, raised his arm, and the steel spear in his hand flew out.

With a "puff", the steel spear hit Shiro Koizumi's back and nailed him to the ground.

Hearing the hurried footsteps coming from the corridor outside, Zhang Yunhe immediately withdrew his weapons from the corpses. The moment the person pushed the door open, he entered the stealth combat state again.

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like