"That shot just now is good." Cheng Qianfan also praised Haozai.

He just shot and killed the light machine gunner, while Haozi shot and killed his ammunition supplier. The light machine gun shooting point in the special high school class was finally lost.

Araki Hatsuma looked at Lu Xingge with a gloomy expression and led several people to break through the first blockade line.

The blockade line was guarded by a gendarmerie light machine gunner and ammunition supplier and three special agents from the Special High School Division, with the purpose of cutting off the connection between the guild hall and the Hongyun Building.

In Araki Hatsuma's opinion, such a five-person configuration can firmly guard this line of defense.

In fact, as he expected, the Shanghai station personnel led by Lu Xingge were blocked here, with heavy casualties.

But at a critical moment, both the light machine gunner and the ammunition feeder were shot and killed.

"Taijun, there is a sharpshooter." Lu Fei shouted.

"Who is good at shooting with rifles at Shanghai Station?" Araki Hatsuma looked at Lu Fei and asked coldly.

"The players in the station basically use short guns. I haven't heard of anyone shooting well with a long gun." Lu Fei thought for a while, "No, I remembered that there was someone."

"Who?" asked Araki Hiroma.

"It's Lu Xingge, his rifle has high accuracy." Lu Fei said.

Before he finished speaking, a big ear shaved on his face.

"Bag duck falls!" Araki Hoshi cursed in a rage.

Lu Xingge is leading the team to break through the defense line of the special high school class. It is obvious that the person who secretly fired a cold gun cannot be Lu Xingge.

Lu Fei, who was shaved a lot, covered his face and lowered his head, not daring to speak.

"Yosita." Araki Hatsuma growled.

"Hayi."

"The other party shot from that direction, and he could hide in those houses at most." Araki Hatsuma pointed to the direction of Notre Dame Road, "Take a few people and stick them in secret."

Araki Hatsuma's expression was sinister, and he clenched his fists, "Kill this despicable sneak attack rat!"

"Hayi."

Judging from the previous gunfire, Araki Hatsuma believed that the other party should be two people, at most no more than three people.

Two or three people, two or three spears, the firepower was very average, but the existence of that long-distance shooting point could provide precise shooting support to Cordeier Road. Take the example just now. If it weren't for the sharpshooter, Lu Xingge's people would be firmly suppressed and eventually be surrounded and annihilated.

This shooting point on Notre Dame Road has a great threat and impact on the arrest of the Special High School.

...

"Team leader, do it." A subordinate looked at Qiao Chuntao anxiously.

The brothers at the Shanghai station had already had a fierce exchange of fire with the Japanese, and everyone couldn't wait to open the fire and raid the Japanese. However, the team leader Qiao Chuntao ordered everyone to remain silent and not to move rashly.

"Wait." Qiao Chuntao said coldly.

At this moment, a subordinate ran in.

"Team leader, there are Japanese people heading towards Notre Dame Road."

The team leader ordered him to stare at the junction of Cordeier Road and Notre Dame Road. If a Japanese with a gun attacked Notre Dame Road, he would immediately report to him.

"Do it." Qiao Chuntao observed the situation outside, "Do it according to the plan just now!"

He knew that the team leader was on Notre Dame Road, and of course, he didn't know where it was.

In Qiao Chuntao's heart, rescue of the Shanghai Station is important, but the safety of the team leader Cheng Qianfan is always the first priority.

He judged that the team leader should have fired on the adjacent Notre Dame Road, and caused effective killing and threats to the Japanese, so the Japanese began to take action on the Notre Dame Road.

What Qiao Chuntao had to do was to launch a sudden attack on Cordeier Road, which gave the Japanese a sudden blow, while attracting the Japanese's attention and reducing the pressure and threat from the team leader.

With Qiao Chuntao's order, Qiao Chuntao's troops from the Shanghai Special Information Group also quickly moved.

Everyone started the action in an orderly manner according to the plan that Qiao Chuntao had just made urgently.

Everyone climbed out of the window on the second floor and ran quickly and carefully on the roof.

Two of them had a cloth bag hanging around their necks.

When he arrived at a place more than 30 meters away from Hongyun Tower, Qiao Chuntao raised his hand and everyone lay down.

"No need to appear." Qiao Chuntao roared in a low voice, "Listen to my order."

Hongyun Tower, a restaurant that is well-known in the French Concession, was already full of sorrow.

The shopkeepers and diners who had not had time to leave the restaurant after the gunfire sounded, were hiding in the restaurant and shivering.

Previously, some of the people at the Shanghai Station in Hongyun Tower tried to escape from the back door, but the Japanese had been ambushed and were shot and killed directly, and many people were injured.

The road at the back door was narrow and there was a small river opposite. The Japanese were shooting on a boat. Obviously, the road was blocked.

The surviving Shanghai station personnel retreated to the yard, locked the back door, rushed to the front door, and met with the robes of the front door.

"Save bullets, save bullets!" Cheng Xuyuan shouted at the top of his throat.

After all, he was unable to successfully evacuate from the main entrance. Not long after leaving the hotel door, the Japanese took action. The two he brought raised their guns and shot at the enemy. While escorting Cheng Xuyuan back to Hongyun Tower, the two of them were also dead and injured.

Cheng Xuyuan ‘returned’ to Hongyun Tower. Although some people had a lot of opinions about Cheng Xuyuan running too fast just now, objectively speaking, the second person in Shanghai Station is here, which has played a role in stabilizing the morale of the Shanghai Station staff who are sticking to Hongyun Tower.

From time to time, people screamed.

Some agents at Shanghai station were hit by bullets, and some citizens hiding in restaurants were injured by stray bullets.

"Save bullets." Cheng Xuyuan encouraged his morale at the top of his voice, "Hold for ten minutes, just hold for ten minutes and the police will come."

He wiped sweat from his forehead, "When the police come, the Japanese will evacuate."

...

The attack on Hongyun Tower was the military police class of the United Special High School.

The elite Japanese soldiers in active duty had accurate marksmanship, and the Shanghai station personnel at Hongyun Tower could not raise their heads.

Cheng Xuyuan turned his head and looked at the subordinate beside him and was shot and fell to the ground. Blood gushed out of his mouth, and he twitched for two times before he stopped moving. His heart was filled with horror and hatred.

The opponent's shooting skills are extremely accurate, and the casualties on his own are increasing.

The most important thing is that including the short guns he brought, there are only nine short guns at the Shanghai station in Hongyun Tower and not many bullets.

It was at this moment.

On the roof, Qiao Chuntao roared in a low voice, "Grenade ready."

As soon as he finished speaking, two team members holding cloth bags distributed the grenades.

He glanced at both sides and four of the six men held the string with one hand and the other with the grenade.

The other two were carrying cloth bags. They took out a grenade and put it on their waists, which was reserved for subsequent evacuation.

"Prepare!" Qiao Chuntao gritted his teeth and shouted, "Take it!"

Outside the main entrance of Hongyun Tower, about 30 meters away, Yoshida Nobuze, the squad leader of the joint military police squad of the United High School Class, was lying on the ground. He turned his head and asked the soldiers beside him, "How many bullets do they have?"

"There should be nine short guns. After this period of firefighting, each gun has less than three bullets left on average." The soldier lay on the ground, calculated silently in his mind, and then replied.

"Very good." Yasuda Nobuzawa nodded, "Kun Kikube, strengthen the firepower and consume their ammunition as soon as possible."

He knew that time could not be delayed for too long, this was the French Concession. Although the French were tolerant of the empire, it was impossible for the French to watch the large-scale fire exchange here without any hesitation.

"Grenade!" The Japanese military police who had just answered Nobuzawa's question looked up and saw the black dots falling in the air, shouting in horror.

"spread!"

"bunker!"

Boom!

A violent explosion sounded.

There were screams and howling sounds of ghosts and wolves.

In Hongyun Building, Cheng Xuyuan and others were also frightened by the sudden explosion.

Looking at the smoke outside the door, the dust was flying, and I couldn't see clearly wherever I could see. I could only hear the screams in the smoke of the smoke, and even the gunshots stopped.

"What are you doing while standing there!" Cheng Xuyuan was overjoyed and shouted, "Run!"

With his roar, the Shanghai station agents who reacted began to rush out.

After seeing that the dozen people who rushed out were not shot, Cheng Xuyuan then "protected" himself among his subordinates and ran wildly.

Roof.

"Remove!" After throwing the grenade, Taozi ignored the explosion effect and directly ordered.

Taozi led his men to quickly evacuate from the roof, and went down the ladder that had been prepared long ago in a safe place, running wildly in order to try to evacuate this place as soon as possible.

The gunshot that had just stopped sounded again, probably because the Japanese who had encountered the attack from the grenade explosion raid had recovered.

Taozi didn't look back, and he didn't feel any guilt in his heart.

These four grenades have been the greatest help they can do to these agents at the Shanghai Station.
To be continued...