Lu Yuan, who was squatting on the roof, immediately lowered his figure, and when those Japanese pseudo-spies took turns shooting at the roof, Lu Yuan had already moved to his right side. Most of the dozen or so Japanese puppet agents in the street had emptied their magazines at this moment, but none of them knew whether they had hit the attacker on the roof just now, and the gunfire gradually stopped.

The traitor spy who was clinging to the eaves with both hands looked around, but it was dark, and there seemed to be no one on the roof at all. "Go up, go up and search carefully." The special agent in the street refused to give up, among all the Japanese pseudo-agents present, he was the highest in office, and the others naturally did not dare to disobey his orders, including the guy who reached out and climbed the eaves. Forced by his boss to climb onto the roof, this slightly thin traitor spy was very apprehensive, and at this moment, he suddenly noticed that a black thing seemed to roll down from the roof.

This traitor spy subconsciously reached out to grab it, but he caught it empty, and the thing that rolled down from the roof actually rolled between his legs, and it just rolled down the roof. "Grenade, covert." The sudden exclamation in the street made the traitor agent on the roof instantly dumbfounded, could it be that the thing that rolled between his legs just now was a grenade? Before he could figure out what was going on, there was a "boom" in the street behind him.

Horrified, he fell on the roof, turned his head to look into the street by the light of the explosion, and saw that his companions had been killed or wounded, and the screams and angry curses were endless. "Don't move, if I move my fingers a little, your head won't be saved." A hard object abruptly hit the back of his head, which had not yet turned back, and he was so shocked that he had to lie down honestly in place with a strange turtle turning his head.

He didn't dare to gamble with his life less than three months after joining the special high school, no matter whether it was a gun barrel on the back of his head or not, just with the extremely calm voice just now, it was enough for him to make the right choice. Chen Xun, nicknamed Rib Chen, honestly lay still according to the orders of the man behind him, but he immediately saw an even more shocking scene, but in the blink of an eye, four Japanese-style grenades emitting green smoke were thrown from behind him and fell into the street below.

"Boom... Rumble... Rumble... Boom" four explosions in a row, and the street beside Chen Xun was already full of diffuse smoke and dust, mixed with the screams of the injured. "A good man spares his life... A good man spares his life, I dare this just to eat, I have never done anything that hurts the heavens and reason. Chen Xun was completely frightened by the man behind him who ordered him to stand up on the roof, he was worried that the man behind him might reward himself with a bullet in the next moment, so he cried bitterly and spared the other party.

Lu Yuan, who pointed a gun at Chen Xun, did not have the slightest mercy, and when the other party trembled and half-squatted up, he suddenly kicked Chen Xun's buttocks, only to hear Chen Xun's scream, and the whole person had already rolled off the roof and fell heavily into the street. kicked Chen Xun off the roof, Lu Yuan was not prepared to stay on the roof all the time, and then jumped off the roof before more Japanese puppet spies arrived here.

At this moment, the street was already in a mess, and the strong smell of blood mixed with the burnt atmosphere formed an even more disgusting smell, Chen Xun, who rolled off the roof, did not fall to his death, but was broken an arm and a few ribs. When Lu Yuan came down from the roof, Chen Xun, who couldn't stop it, didn't forget to glance at Lu Lu a few times, but he didn't want to attract Lu Yuan to his side again because of his few actions.

"What's the matter? Are you ready to see what I look like, and are you ready to ask your Japanese master for a reward? Lu Yuan didn't dare to relax his vigilance, and after shooting the Japanese puppet spies who were injured and not dead one by one, he leaned over and squatted beside Chen Xun. Lu Yuan's approach made Chen Xun even more frightened, especially the calmness and proficiency when he mended the guns of those Japanese puppet spies just now, which also made Chen Xun, a traitor spy, know that he was in a dead end.

In the face of Lu Yuan's ridiculous inquiry, Chen Xun, who knew that something was wrong, simply kept silent, but his deliberate hardness could not make Lu Yuan change his decision. Lu Yuan immediately got up and stood up, the rifle in his hand was already pointed at Chen Xun's head, and the latter's face immediately lost the hardness just now, but before he could say the words begging for mercy, Lu Yuan's fingers had already pulled the trigger, and with a snap of a gunshot, Chen Xun still became a corpse like his companions.

Lu Yuan didn't go through the clothes pockets of the corpses this time, but took out a few grenades from the storage space, arranged trick mines under the bodies of several of them, and then quickly disappeared into the street corner. After about a few minutes, this street, which had been completely silent, was lively again, and not only a lot of Japanese puppet spies came, but also a lot of concession patrols. The Japanese puppet spies were very arrogant, and directly blocked the concession patrol that rushed to hear the news at both ends of the street, but they didn't expect that when they tried to move the corpse, they were bombarded by the treacherous thunder arranged by Lu Yuan.

"Yes, these bastards just don't deserve to be blown up by grenades." The patrol of the concession who was stopped at both ends of the street secretly congratulated himself that he was not the unlucky guy who was blown into a blood gourd, and happily scolded the Japanese pseudo-spies who were killed and injured in the middle of the street. Not only were two action teams ambushed and suffered heavy casualties, but they were also once again conspired by the traps set by the attackers in front of the patrol in the concession area.

"Baga, Bageyalu, find me, you must find this damn attacker, find out." Kuroda Choji, who was also injured, was furious as he clutched his bleeding arm, and he could hear the ridicule of the concession patrolmen clearly, but the reality in front of him forced him to be cautious. The two action teams that can ambush the special high class at one time, and can set such a perfect trap, the other party will definitely not be a simple organization.

Kuroda Nagaji's first thought was of the underground party and the military command, but the underground party and military command in Shanghai had already almost disappeared under the joint attack of the special high school and the military police, and Kuroda Nagaji was very familiar with the way the underground party and the military commander acted, and all this he saw in front of him did not seem to be the style of the underground party and the military commander. Just when the enraged Kuroda Choji secretly forced himself to calm down, only three blocks from here, gunshots and explosions were heard again.

Kuroda Choji, who heard the gunshot, had to temporarily leave a few of his subordinates to guard the scene, and he rushed to the place where the gunshots rang out with other men. "Yaga, what the hell is going on?" The action team of the special high school was attacked again, and more than a dozen members of the team were killed in the attack, Kuroda Changji no longer knew what was going on, could it be that today was a day of suffering for the Shanghai station of the special high class?

Lu Yuan, who continuously attacked the Japanese puppet spies, actually did not go far, and when Kuroda Nagaji was furious and raised his head to the sky and roared, Lu Yuan lay on the roof of the building only more than 600 meters away from here. Lu Yuan was on the roof of a six-story building at the moment, standing on the edge of the roof, with the help of the reflection of the street lamp, Lu Yuan could clearly see Kuroda Choji and other special high class agents who were standing in front of a pile of corpses at the moment through the scope.

Lu Yuan was originally going to use an improved sniper rifle of Mauser caliber, but after a little thought, Lu Yuan took out a heavy sniper rifle, and he was going to leave an unforgettable memory for the special high school class tonight. 600 meters, if it was daytime, Lu Yuan could casually hit the target with this heavy sniper rifle, but now it is night, and the only thing that can help is the street lamps on the street in the distance.

Lu Yuan put the magazine containing five bullets into the receiver, then pulled the bolt to push the bullet to load, and after putting the heavy butt on the shoulder blade, Lu Yuan's heart suddenly rose with an indescribable feeling. When his finger hooked the trigger, Lu Yuan's heart was even more filled with a heroic mood that I have in the world with a gun in my hand, and after locking Kuroda Changji through the scope, Lu Yuan did not shoot immediately, but secretly adjusted his breathing first.

With a muffled sound of "bang", Lu Yuan finally pulled the trigger, and when the gun body was frustrated, a large cloud of dust had risen from the muzzle, but it was night, and Lu Yuan was on the roof of the building, so no one would notice the dust rising from the muzzle. Kuroda Choji, who didn't know that the danger had locked him, reprimanded his spies viciously, and suddenly, Kuroda Choji's whole person was broken into two from his waist, and the scene of flesh and blood flying made the other Japanese pseudo-spies dumbfounded.

The rate of fire of large-caliber bullets has greatly exceeded the speed of sound propagation, and after Kuroda Nagaji was shot and broken in two, the Japanese puppet agents 600 meters away finally heard the gunshot, but they were already frightened and couldn't tell whether the muffled sound they heard was a gunshot. Lu Yuan didn't let go of such a good opportunity, and fired all the remaining four bullets in the magazine one after another, and in an instant, there were a few more corpses in the street 600 meters away.

One after another, companions turned into a pool of flesh and blood with the sound of thunder, and the remaining Japanese pseudo-agents were completely frightened, whether they were Japanese agents or traitor agents of the special high class, they all hugged their heads and ran away, in the face of this strange opponent and the extremely miserable way of death, none of them wanted to continue to stay here and wait to become such a piece of flesh and blood.