Espionage: I became sworn brothers with Zheng Yaoxian at the beginning, and became the Seventh Broth

Chapter 809 Capturing Sanchun Shouhui

At Ye Shaohong's command, the car finally came to a stop.

However, Chi Tiecheng is very clever.

He parked the car in a favorable position, ensuring their safety to the greatest extent possible.

Subsequently.

Chi Tiecheng immediately went back to the trunk and took out firearms and ammunition.

Ye Shaohong was also carried by Li Beifa into a nearby shop.

After settling Ye Shaohong in, Li Beifa left behind two pistols and immediately went out.

Ye Shaohong sat inside the shop and looked out the window. He saw that after Li Beifa returned, he immediately took the spear from the Flower Monk.

The three of them then used the vehicles as makeshift fortifications and prepared for battle.

"boom!"

Gunfire rang out.

The first person to fire was Chi Tiecheng. Ye Shaohong knew his marksmanship; he was incredibly accurate.

After Chi Tiecheng fired the shot, he did not disappoint Ye Shaohong.

At a street corner in the distance, one of the Japanese soldiers who were fleeing in a disheveled manner, preparing to escape towards their hiding place, immediately fell to the ground.

He is already too dead to die.

"not good!"

"There are enemies ahead as well."

Chi Tiecheng's marksmanship intimidated the fleeing Japanese soldiers, and some of them shouted loudly.

Just then, Li Beifa also opened fire.

His marksmanship was also quite good; with one shot, he hit the person who was shouting loudly.

That's very violent.

By sheer coincidence, the bullet fired from Li Beifa's gun struck the man right between the eyebrows. Ye Shaohong clearly saw the Japanese soldier's neck snap back, and his body fell backward to the ground.

Ye Shaohong and his group's temporary interception gave Song Xiaoan, Zhao Jianzhi, and Li Yunlong behind them an opportunity.

"It's Section Chief Chi!"

"Okay."

"Let's see how they run this time!"

"Kill!"

The operatives from the Second Division of the Special Operations Department spotted the situation ahead and shouted out as well. This shout was tantamount to the bugle call to charge.

It also boosted morale among the troops.

In an instant, the shouts of battle were deafening, and the gunfire was incessant.

On both sides of the crossing were agents from the Special Service Department, and under such circumstances, the Japanese should have been in a difficult situation.

However, the results were not the same.

The Japanese troops in 1938 were far inferior in terms of personnel quality and fighting spirit to those after 1941.

At that time, the Japanese soldiers who were sent to China by the Japanese headquarters were all elite warriors.

Even when faced with a desperate situation, they will not give up easily.

not to mention.

Among them was a lieutenant colonel, a high-ranking official within the Japanese Empire. He was the head of the Special Higher Police in Shanghai.

That old Japanese soldier was also an experienced commander. After a brief moment of observation, he astutely judged the situation on the battlefield.

“Charge forward!”

"There are only three of them. If we can break through, we still have a chance to survive!"

"Yamada, Sasaki, you two have submachine guns. You two will act as the vanguard and provide suppressive fire."

"The rest of you, hold off the pursuers!"

Miharu Toshiki's command strategy was correct, and after his orders were given, his bodyguards immediately took action.

For a while.

Chi Tiecheng, Li Beifa, and Hua Heshang felt immense pressure.

Although they were all exceptionally sharpshooters, one in a hundred.

But this time, they weren't part of the operation; they were just escorting Ye Shaohong home.

Therefore, they did not carry any powerful firepower.

The three of them only had six short guns on them, two of which were left to Ye Shaohong by Li Beifa.

The vast differences between rifles, pistols, and submachine guns made it difficult for the three men to resist.

"This won't work!"

"The enemy's firepower is too strong, Section Chief Chi. Why don't you take Brother Qi and move to a safer location first?"

Suppressed by enemy fire behind the vehicle, Li Beifa grew anxious and shouted loudly, trying to change Ye Shaohong's mind.

"no!"

"Among the enemy is that old bastard, Miharu Hisashi. Today, no matter what, we must keep him here!"

At the critical moment, Ye Shaohong, despite his severe injuries, forced himself to walk out of a shop on the side. He called out as he walked forward.

They soon arrived next to Chi Tiecheng, Li Beifa, and the Flower Monk.

After a brief observation, Ye Shaohong also noticed the change in the battlefield situation and knew that with the firepower of the four of them, it would be difficult to stop Sanchun Shouhui and his group.

Then, his gaze fell on the car next to him.

"Tiecheng, open the trunk."

"I remember there were two guns inside, and I think there were a few grenades too."

"Let's hold on. As long as we can stop them and hold them off, the situation will reverse once Song Xiaoan and Zhao Jianzhi arrive!"

After the shouts subsided, Ye Shaohong didn't stop. He found an opportunity, got up, and fired a shot.

His shot hit the charging Japanese soldier in front of him, slightly halting their advance.

At the same time, Chi Tiecheng also found the guns and grenades that Ye Shaohong had mentioned in the trunk.

"Good guy."

"It's a Kirali KE-7 light machine gun, Seventh Brother, you've got some good stuff in this truck!"

With these two Qilali KE-7 light machine guns, Ye Shaohong and his group's predicament was finally alleviated to some extent.

The sudden burst of fierce firepower from the Kiraly KE-7 light machine gun caught the Japanese soldiers off guard, seriously wounding and killing three of them on the spot.

After this battle, the Japanese force of a dozen men had lost more than a third of its men.

The encirclement and suppression from both the front and rear put the Japanese troops in an intractable predicament during their charge and escape.

"Baka!" "How come they have a light machine gun?"

"Charge! Charge! Charge through! If we can't charge through, we'll all die here today."

In the Japanese ranks, the old Japanese soldier Miharu Hisashi also got anxious. He had sensed the danger and began to roar loudly, his face red and neck bulging.

But his shouting had no effect whatsoever.

They were surrounded by our forces, and with comparable firepower, their escape route was completely cut off.

In the final moments, that old Japanese devil, Miharu Hisashi, began to go completely mad.

He attempted to use the ordinary people in the roadside shops to buy himself a chance to escape.

But he was wrong.

Compared to our Party, these people in the Special Service wouldn't care about the lives of ordinary people; they cared much more about the life or death of Sanchun Shouhui. Capturing Sanchun Shouhui would be an earth-shattering achievement.

Under this psychological influence, the Japanese agents around Miharu Toshiteru began to die one after another.

By the time the pursuers brought by Song Xiaoan, Zhao Jianzhi, and Li Yunlong arrived, only two or three people remained beside Sanchun Shouhui.

These two or three people were all injured.

"Asshole!"

"You won't be able to capture me! The warriors of the Empire must never be captured!"

In desperation, Miharu Toshiki, a die-hard element, had developed evil intentions. He wanted to end his own life rather than fall into the hands of the secret service.

Just then, Ye Shaohong fired his gun.

The shot struck Miharu Juki's hand, shattering two of his fingers. "Want to die? Not so easy!"

"Arrest him!"