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Wang Changan saw that the guests had gone far away, so he called an agent to stand in the shopkeeper's position for him. Wang Changan himself lifted the curtain and walked into the backyard.

As soon as he looked up, he saw an angry Kameda Yuzo, baring his teeth at him viciously.

"Shopkeeper Wang, I hope you will make less jokes like this in the future! If your identity is revealed, you... I can't afford it! ”

Wang Changan pursed his lips, not taking Kameda Yusan's words seriously. As a veteran undercover agent, he knows that the Japanese will not do anything to him, because, he has this value!

"What is it? Where is it......? ”

There were a dozen or so people standing in the courtyard, and this was almost all the strength of the intelligence station. In addition to Kameda Ariyama, there is also a Japanese named Ono, who is the leader of everyone. Wang Changan could smell the strong smell of blood from Xiao Ye's body, this person should be an executioner.

"It's been unloaded! Shopkeeper Wang, I think... It shouldn't be opened here. Let's move in......"

It was Ono who spoke, which made Wang Chengan have to pay attention to it, and he noticed that the several black wooden boxes placed behind Ono were seven or eight feet long, and the wood used was also very thick, and it seemed that there should be a lot of things in them.

"All upstairs! Old Hei, tell the shop in front of you to be careful, don't let strangers break into the second floor..."

More than a dozen strong men, carrying things very fast. Within two minutes, all the wooden boxes were lifted to the second floor.

Wang Changan asked people to fetch a crowbar, took out all the nails that were nailed to the wooden box, and then opened the goods that were spread on the surface for disguise, and the bottom of the arms was finally revealed.

Pistols, submachine guns, lots of grenades and all kinds of ammunition, plus an 82mm mortar!

There was not a single Japanese product, all of them were weapons equipped by the Chinese troops. These things all come from the black market in Chongqing, and although they are expensive, they are much safer than transporting arms from East China or North China over long distances.

Levtoka, made in the Soviet Union, this batch of pistols should have been the Soviet aid recently transported to Chongqing, and now it actually fell into the hands of the Japanese......

There are also Thomson submachine guns, strange calibers, special ammunition, this is a Chinese version of the imitation from the Yan Xishan Arsenal in Shanxi, a full ten, still wrapped in oil paper, I don't know which munitions warehouse it was resold from......

The grenade is the most common wooden-handled grenade, and the black body is a little rough on the top, with a lot of trachoma and air bubbles, which is probably a bargain from the small warlord's repair shop......

The 82 mm caliber mortar, from the Jinling Arsenal, is of high quality, but unfortunately it is second-hand, inferred from the bump in appearance and the degree of wear and tear of the gun chamber, this mortar has reached the middle and late stages of its life......

"How much did this stuff cost?"

After reading all the contents of the wooden box, Wang Quanan couldn't help but ask Ono about the price of purchasing this batch of weapons on the black market. Maybe it's because he has been playing a businessman for too long, and the habits of some businessmen have penetrated into Wang Quanan's bone marrow.

"It's too urgent, the time is too tight, so the price is a bit high......"

Ono's answer confirmed Wang Quanan's speculation. The Japanese should have been slaughtered on the black market in Chongqing! Being able to spend so much money also shows that this action is very important from another side.

"Ladies and gentlemen! We are about to launch an attack that targets the home of Chinese Army General Huang Haoran ---! This operation did not require us to achieve brilliant results, but only allowed us to cause great losses to the Yellow House and create maximum chaos among the citizens of Chongqing......

I order, start the action at once, fire all the shells, and quickly evacuate! Before that, everyone must protect the mortars and block the guards of the Yellow House from the street! ”

Shelling of the Yellow House? Crazy Japanese!

Wang Changan now knows what the Japanese plan to do on this street!

After announcing the contents of the operation, the weapons were distributed, and the agents, armed with submachine guns, walked out into the street one after another, occupying the vantage point of the street. Today's protagonist, the 82mm mortar, was assembled by several gunners who had been bribed by the Japanese, and it was constantly adjusted, and the muzzle of the gun was aimed at the yellow house in the distance.

"Are you ready?"

The artilleryman finally surveyed the target with his sights, and then nodded vigorously at Ono. As Ono's raised right hand fell, the gunner holding the mortar shell let go of his hands, and the 82 mm caliber shell slid down the barrel into the mortar, and with a "bang", smoke and dust rose everywhere, and the shell flew through the air in a curve, and then fell on the building of the Yellow House.

"Boom"! Loud explosions and yellow fires, debris of buildings and wood chips, flew high into the air......

Continuous rapid-fire! The gunners kept sending shells into the chambers, and the explosions in the yellow house were heard one after another, and the flames were soaring into the sky.

When the first shell exploded, Jiang Feng, the captain of the Yellow House Guard, immediately bounced up from his chair. The keen sense cultivated on the battlefield made Jiang Feng speculate that it was an 82-mm mortar shell that fell. This means that the enemy should be within a radius of about 2.5 kilometers from the point of impact.

"Someone, immediately escort the family of the head seat into the bomb shelter! Notify the Intelligence Department and Shadow's people, spread out and search, find out where the cannon was fired, and then kill me! ”

The sound and smoke of the mortar fire were very loud, and now it is a continuous rapid fire, which means that the other side has not thought of hiding or shifting its position at all, this is a blatant artillery attack!

It took less than two minutes for the guards to spot the gun emplacements on the second floor of the oil and salt grocery store, and then immediately launched an assault on the grocery store.

Seeing a Chinese soldier approaching, the gunman on the street showed the submachine gun in his arms and began to shoot wildly. The bullets flying everywhere forced Jiang Feng's officers and soldiers to stop, looking for cover and firing at the other side. They could only watch as the mortar on the second floor of the grocery store continued to fire shells at the Yellow House, but they could not stop it immediately.

The explosion of fire continued to bloom in the Huang Mansion, debris was flying all over the sky, and there were servants running around with their heads shouting and holding their heads everywhere, Jiang Feng rushed around with the guards in the mansion in the crowd, he had to confirm the safety of several important people in the Huang family.

Fortunately, the "hidden" people sent the old lady of the Huang family into the bomb shelter as soon as possible, and Huang Haoran's father and mother were also protected by agents of the intelligence department to reach a safe place. The other side's artillery attack did not seem to have a definite target, but it was fired indiscriminately at the yellow house, because the first thing to be hit was only a kitchen.

There should be no inner ghosts......

The only key protected figure who was not found by Jiang Feng was Huang Haoran's fiancée --- Meng Shiqing.

According to the guards, at least two 82-millimeter mortar shells fell into the small building where Meng Shiqing lived...... (To be continued.) )