The Japanese puppet spies, who had long been stunned by the scene in front of them, did not notice Lu Yuan who was hiding behind the post box at all, and these dozen or so Japanese puppet spies did not expect that someone would be so bold as to dare to attack the Japanese military vehicles in the urban area. "Quick, save people, and see if there are any alive." The Japanese spies leading the team were the first to rush to the truck that was still smoking, and the rest of the Japanese puppet spies also rushed over.

Lu Yuan slowly adjusted the position of the barrel, and it was not until the Japanese spy who led the team had stopped next to the Japanese corpse on the ground that Lu Yuan, who was squatting behind the mailbox, suddenly got up and stood up. "Smack... Bang..."The reaction of the Japanese spy who landed on Lu Yuan sideways was actually not slow, and when Lu Yuan suddenly got up and stood up, the corner of the Japanese spy's eyes found something strange, but no matter how fast his reaction was, it couldn't be faster than Lu Yuan's speed of pulling the trigger.

The scattered bullets instantly hit the Japanese spy's body, and the first bullet accurately penetrated the Japanese spy's left arm, and then the two bullets that burst into his left chest continuously, and a large cloud of blood mist burst out instantly. was hit by three bullets in a row, no one could hold on at such a time, but Lu Yuan still didn't let him go, and the fourth shot directly chiseled a cloud of blood mist into the head of this Japanese spy.

Four shots in a row knocked down the Japanese spies who led the team, and Lu Yuan immediately turned that mouth to the spies who rushed over, "Bang... Bang bang... Lu Yuan still habitually shoots two consecutive shots, compared to single shots, Lu Yuan seems to believe in his two consecutive shots more. Lu Yuan appeared very abruptly, and the gunfire appeared even more abruptly, seeing the captain fall in a pool of blood, the other Japanese puppet spies immediately reacted in two ways.

The Japanese spies naturally went to draw their guns first to prepare for a counterattack, while those traitor spies scattered first to dodge, and only when they saved their lives would they consider shooting back again. This is not the time to pay attention to the first come, the first to come, not to mention that Lu Yuan has already made up his mind that he will not let any of them leave here alive, so Lu Yuan's shooting speed has obviously increased.

The two consecutive shots made the gunshots sound very rhythmic, and Wang Hai, who had already cowered on the side of the street, carried his pistol, but he didn't dare to show his head out and shoot back. Zhao Shan, who was not far from him, gestured vigorously at Wang Hai's side, Wang Hai knew that it was Zhao Shan telling himself to be careful, don't rashly show your head and go out rashly as a hero, the person at the corner of the street is not easy to deal with. Zhao Shan, like Wang Hai, is a native of Shanghai, unlike the rest of the team, who were all transferred from the so-called Manchukuo outside the Guan, so the relationship between the two of them has always been very good.

When Wang Hai nodded secretly at Zhao Shan's side, he cautiously stuck to the store's signboard and secretly looked ahead, and in less than two minutes, Wang Hai saw that at least half of the team had already fallen into the streets. Seeing Wang Hai's gesture towards himself, Zhao Shan couldn't help but feel secretly depressed in his heart, according to the content of Wang Hai's gesture to himself now, not only the captain has died, but even the most arrogant guys in the team have all died.

What Wang Hai saw was right, under Lu Yuan's strong shooting, at least half of these Japanese pseudo-spies had died under Lu Yuan's gun, and the remaining half, including Zhao Shan and Wang Hai, could only hide helplessly on the side of the street at this moment. There are no Japanese IE agents in sight coming out, but Lu Yuan has already used the full-view map to lock the location of the remaining Japanese pseudo-agents, and then, it is time to kill them one by one.

Lu Yuan, who had already changed the magazine, stepped back slightly with the gun in both hands, and kept hiding himself in the shadows on the side of the street, and then Lu Yuan slowly moved forward with small steps. Stepping over a corpse on the ground, Lu Yuan immediately squatted down on the spot, his right hand tightly gripping the trigger of the rifle, and his left hand had already rolled a grenade down the empty street. "Grenade" Suddenly shouted from the otherwise silent street, and immediately after, a figure flashed out of the shadows on the side of the street.

"Pap" Lu Yuan was waiting for this time, and directly shot the Japanese pseudo-spy who was trying to dodge the grenade to the ground, but to the disappointment of the other party, the grenade that rolled out along the street did not explode, because Lu Yuan did not pull off the ring of the grenade before. The Japanese puppet spy who was shot in the thigh and chest was very depressed at the moment, if he had known that this was a grenade that would not explode, he would not have come out of hiding so stupidly just now.

Lu Yuan just injured the other party with a two-in-a-row shot, and then the other party was still lying in the street and howling in pain, and Lu Yuan didn't follow the other party to make up the gun. "Zhao Shan, help me, help me." The two wounded Japanese puppet spies obviously couldn't move on their own, and in the face of the threat of death, he had to pin all his hopes on Zhao Shan, who was not far from him, after all, Zhao Shan only needed to take a few steps to drag himself to a safe place.

Zhao Shan, who was also hidden in the shadows, did not react immediately, just stayed quietly in place, but Wang Hai, who was good friends with Zhao Shan, was afraid that his friend would suddenly rush out to take risks, so he immediately shouted, "Zhao Shan, don't do stupid things, that person must have used Ma Baoshan as a bait to lure us into being fooled." Ma Baoshan, don't hum, can you stop the bleeding first, stay honestly and don't move, waiting for us to save you. ”

Wang Hai's voice echoed in the streets, and the other Japanese puppet spies who were hiding actually agreed with Wang Hai's words, not to mention that none of them would be willing to take their own lives for a guy who had been injured many times. In Ma Baoshan's anxious wait to forcibly suppress the pain, the attacker seemed to have disappeared suddenly, a few minutes had passed, but the attacker had not moved at all, Wang Hai and the others couldn't help but wonder, could it be that the attacker had already left?

Lu Yuan's main purpose tonight was to clear the Japanese puppet spies on the street, so naturally he would not leave easily, but he also admired the patience of the remaining Japanese puppet spies. Wang Hai and the others waited for another minute, and when they saw that there was still no movement in the direction of the attacker, they finally put their minds at ease, and it seemed that the attacker had really left. Dodged and rushed out of the hiding place, to Wang Hai and the others, he was secretly glad that although Ma Baoshan was injured in two places, this product was not life-threatening, at most it was bleeding more.

"Damn, Ma Baoshan's goods are lucky, and he really answered that sentence, good people don't live long and bad people live for a thousand years." Wang Hai carefully examined Ma Baoshan's wounds, and then made a joke, but just as he was about to get up from Ma Baoshan's side, he suddenly saw a guy dressed in black emerging from the shadows on the side of the street. "Spread out, get out of the way." Wang Hai only had time to shout when he saw the submachine gun in the black shadow's hand suddenly burst out with a tongue of fire.

"Da Da" Lu Yuan's body trembled with the burst of the submachine gun, and the tongue of fire that burst out from the muzzle of the gun instantly swept away several Japanese pseudo-spies around Ma Baoshan, including Wang Hai, who had already sent out a warning signal, and a large cloud of blood mist continued to erupt from his body. The submachine gun is the best weapon in street fighting, which has been fully proven by countless excellent examples, and in the face of the strong firepower output of the Thomson submachine gun, the Japanese pseudo-agents who were lured into it were unable to fight back.

Zhao Shan, who was at the back of the position, was the last to be shot and fell, and the three bullets that hit him cut a diagonal diagonal line in his chest in turn, and Zhao Shan, who was still awake before he took his last breath, tried to open his eyes wide, he wanted to see clearly who his opponents were. Before Zhao Shan lost his last consciousness, he finally saw the appearance of the attacker, but it was a pity that Lu Yuan was wearing a skull armor on his face, and Zhao Shan couldn't see Lu Yuan's true face at all.

Lu Yuan calmly replenished the guns on all the Japanese puppet spies who were shot and fell to the ground one by one, and then arranged the trick mines with grenades under them, and then walked all the way east along the empty streets. A few minutes later, the patrol officers of the concession who had arrived at the entrance of the street early in the morning appeared, and after a short time, the Japanese soldiers who received the news also sent people to rush here, and the blood stains and corpses in front of them made the Japanese soldiers who rushed here all mad and angry.

"Boom... Boom..."The thunder left by Lu Yuan was not in vain, and he killed a few more Japanese soldiers who were carrying the corpses, which made the Japanese army even more annoyed. Just when those Japanese soldiers were so angry that they threatened to catch the attackers with a thousand knives, Lu Yuan, who had already left, had already changed his clothes and was sitting comfortably in front of a wonton stall eating delicious wontons to replenish his strength.

It's only been less than 2 hours at night, Lu Yuan didn't plan to go back to sleep so early, and in the next time, Lu Yuan is going to go to a place close to the downtown of the concession to take a turn, maybe in the busy city, Lu Yuan can find more targets. It's a pity that there will always be unsatisfactory times in the world, and just when Lu Yuan made a decision, a few men and women suddenly came to the wonton stall who were not ordinary people at first glance.

Lu Yuan had already searched here with a full-view map, and after confirming that there were no Japanese soldiers or Japanese puppet spies, he chose to eat wontons here. It's just that the broken Chinese of these men and women made Lu Yuan already frown secretly, and after a while, Lu Yuan, who had been paying attention to the whispered conversation of several people on the other side, couldn't help but stretch his brows, and said in his heart that his Korean dramas were not in vain, at least he had figured out the identities of these men and women, but Lu Yuan couldn't figure out what these men and women full of Korean were doing in Shanghai.