Chapter 1 The Assassins' Counterattack

The platoon leader of the Kaniya Yano Squadron, who had been waiting outside, watched six dark figures rush out of the Liang residence's main building.

In the blink of an eye, those people disappeared into the darkness again.

Night!

It became the best cover for those assassins.

How could this be?

If the assassins escaped today...

Fujiwara Yushen finally woke up from his dizzy stupor.

Just now, he was hiding behind a pillar in the lobby on the first floor.

Although he avoided countless grenade explosion fragments, he still couldn't avoid the amplified directional bomb thrown down by Lin Fan.

When the directional bomb exploded, the entire room was filled with flying iron pellets.

Of the thirty or forty devils in the entire bottom-level hall, only the six or seven luckiest ones survived.

They were all like Fujiwara Yushen, hiding behind pillars, not directly hit by the iron pellets, but only injured by the shockwave of the explosion.

The instinct for survival and the fear of those upstairs made these survivors flee the main building at all costs.

Fujiwara Yushen was the same.

After escaping, he had been hiding on the ground, recovering his senses.

Now, he was finally a little more awake.

Fujiwara Yushen also saw the six dark figures rushing out of the main building with agility.

He also heard the order from the platoon leader of the Kaniya Yano Squadron.

However, the order from the platoon leader of the Kaniya Yano Squadron was not accurate enough, and the devils under his command were unable to fully understand his order.

As a result, the six assassins who rushed out of the main building did so unharmed, directly into the darkness.

Not a single devil opened fire on those assassins.

Fujiwara Yushen was furious.

Despite this, he still hid his body well behind the pillar.

He also lowered his body, protecting himself as much as possible.

Only then did he shout loudly, "Flares!"

The platoon leader of the Kaniya Yano Squadron heard clearly that this was an order from Lieutenant Colonel Fujiwara Yushen.

He immediately repeated loudly, "Flares!"

When the officer gave an order, the devils executed it immediately!

"Bang! Bang!"

Two gunshots rang out, and two signal flares soared into the sky.

The area between the main building of the Liang residence and the gate was illuminated by the two signal flares.

Lin Fan and the special brigade soldiers who were retreating were all exposed to the bright, pale light.

Light is fair.

At the same time as Lin Fan and the others were exposed, the entire Kaniya Yano Squadron of devils was also exposed to the world.

Lin Fan ordered, "Hand grenades!"

Since both sides had exposed their positions at the same time, the side that reacted first would naturally have some advantage.

Lin Fan's order was timely and accurate.

A dozen hand grenades flew toward the devils' heads in the blink of an eye.

The soldiers of the special brigade were very experienced in this kind of bombing at a distance of only twenty meters.

On the surface, they hesitated for a split second when they took out the hand grenades.

In reality, these soldiers pulled the pins and held the hand grenades in their hands for two seconds before throwing them.

The only purpose was to make the hand grenades explode in mid-air, causing greater damage to the devils.

When the soldiers of the special brigade threw out the hand grenades, the platoon leader of the Kaniya Yano Squadron and Lieutenant Colonel Fujiwara Yushen issued orders at the same time:

"Charge!"

"Charge!"

Under the illumination of the flares, they had clearly seen that there were not many assassins in the courtyard.

At most, there were only twenty or so people, definitely not thirty.

Such a number was definitely a piece of cake for a fully-manned devil squadron.

Therefore, they issued the same order at the same time.

Both devils were thinking the same thing: charge up, entangle these assassins, and they would definitely be able to capture or kill them.

The orders from the platoon leader of the Kaniya Yano Squadron and Lieutenant Colonel Fujiwara Yushen were issued at the same time as Lin Fan's order.

The devils had just stood up when the hand grenades flying overhead exploded.

This made it seem as if they were deliberately getting up to welcome the damage.

After issuing the order to throw hand grenades, Lin Fan gave another order: "Retreat!"

Zhao Gao, who was hiding at the gate of the residence, saw Lin Fan and the others rushing out under the light of the flares.

He also saw so many devils standing up in the front yard.

Without hesitation, he rushed to the gate in a few steps.

He pulled open the two large wooden bolts that were horizontally across the gate.

He opened the gate and flashed a flashlight around the darkness in the distance.

Zhao Gao himself did not go out, but waited inside the gate, ready to retreat with his comrades at any time.

Waiting outside the gate were Li Mi and the others, who were now nervously watching the devil troops that suddenly appeared in the alley ahead.

When the sound of explosions came from inside the Liang residence, these devils, as if they had heard a signal to act, immediately rushed out of a room in front.

These devils did not rush directly into the Liang residence.

They just spread out in an orderly manner, like casting a net to catch fish.

The net had just been spread out, waiting for the fish to hit it.

Li Mi and the others were wearing devil uniforms and had not been exposed for the time being.

They also nervously dispersed, closely monitoring the devils outside, while also watching the gate of the Liang residence.

The devils of the Kaniya Yano Squadron were knocked down by the hand grenades.

However, there were a large number of them, and these casualties were not enough to dispel their will.

Especially Lieutenant Colonel Fujiwara Yushen, who had just protected himself very well.

These hand grenades did not cause him any direct harm.

Fujiwara Yushen saw that the devils had all fallen to the ground after being hit by the hand grenades.

How could this be allowed?

The order from the platoon leader of the Kaniya Yano Squadron rang out in a timely manner:

"Get up! Get up! Charge!"

"Baga! Everyone get up and charge!"

After lying down, those devils realized that they had not been greeted by the next wave of hand grenade bombing.

Only then did they stand up at the urging of the platoon leader of the Kaniya Yano Squadron.

They bent over, held their guns, and chased after the assassins who were about to run to the gate.

Lin Fan took the lead and was the first to rush out of the gate.

He was also the first to see that there were many more devils outside the gate.

Feng Junya and the others stood on high ground, nervously watching the Liang residence.

When they saw two signal flares rising from the Liang residence, their already very nervous mood became even more tense.

Just then, the agreed signal appeared.

A beam of light drew a circle in their direction.

This was the signal for the fire support team to begin operations.

This team, which had been prepared for a long time, immediately began to move.

Feng Junya ordered, "Fire!"

Five rockets were launched simultaneously.

Feng Junya did not look at the results and immediately ordered, "Continue the attack! Especially the devils' armored vehicles and tanks."

He was very clear that in this operation, only the rockets here could have any effect on the devils' tanks and armored vehicles.

Standing on high ground, they had to try their best to take those things out.

The tank platoon leader of the Koizumi Masamune Platoon had received orders during the day: cooperate with the garrison headquarters tonight.

He did not know what the specific actions were.

This operation was strictly confidential.

Only a very small number of devils in all the action teams knew the real plan.

It was not until dark that the platoon leader of the Koizumi Masamune Platoon received a little more information about the plan.

The plan ordered their platoon to immediately dispatch and block several intersections in the plan when they heard explosions or gunshots in the distance at night.

The platoon leader of the Koizumi Masamune Platoon immediately assigned tasks to each tank and armored vehicle.

When the explosions in the Liang residence rang out, they arrived at their designated positions according to the predetermined plan and began to block and enforce martial law.

Everything went so smoothly. Especially since there were not only these tanks and armored vehicles at the intersections.

There were also many infantrymen, fully armed, nervously watching each intersection.

In fact, at this time, there were very few pedestrians coming and going on the streets.

Those who really wanted to pass through the street blockade were all Westerners and devils.

The devils who set up the blockade did not dare to stop these people.

They could only conduct a detailed inspection before letting them pass.

Inspecting these Westerners gave the devils a great sense of accomplishment.

Just a year ago, these Westerners were still arrogant when they saw them.

Since the devils closed the city of Nanjing some time ago, allowing the Westerners to experience three months of looting, raping, killing, and arson, the attitudes of these Westerners towards the devils had obviously become much more restrained, with each of them being polite with a hint of fear or respect.

After letting another Westerner's car pass, the car drove less than fifty meters away.

The platoon leader of the Koizumi Masamune Platoon, who was walking out of the tank and standing at the street corner with a cigarette in his mouth, saw the tank parked in the middle of the street suddenly explode.

The explosion was so violent that it overturned an armored vehicle three meters away from it.

The fragments and airflow generated by the explosion caused heavy casualties to the devils at the street corner.

The platoon leader of the Koizumi Masamune Platoon lay prostrate on the ground.

He poked his head around, looking everywhere.

He did not know whether this was an attack or whether the devils inside the tank had played too much, causing the ammunition inside the tank to explode.

But in either case, the scene was appalling: the tank was on fire, and the shells inside exploded from time to time.

Another large pile of shrapnel mixed with tank fragments flew everywhere.

All the devils at the street corner were lying on the ground.

Many devils were groaning and calling for help!

Those who were lucky enough not to be injured were crawling over to try to rescue them.

Some devils who were close to the tank were hit by shrapnel again and were now being roasted by the burning tank.

The clothes on their bodies had already started to burn.

But after being injured, they were pinned down by the overturned armored vehicle.

They struggled desperately while calling for help even more desperately.

Some of the devils on the side rushed over, trying to pull out the devil who was struggling in the sea of fire.

They braved the scorching heat of the fire, but were powerless against the armored vehicle.

A dozen devils joined forces but could not push the armored vehicle.

At this moment, another shell inside the tank exploded.

Among the dozen devils, seven or eight fell on the spot.

At this point, the remaining uninjured devils carried and dragged the devils who had just fallen to safety.

As for the injured devil whose foot was trapped under the armored vehicle and was still burning, no devil dared to run over to rescue him anymore.

All the devils listened to the non-stop cries of the devil who was being burned and roasted by the fire.

But his health bar was still long, and the miserable cries later turned into vicious curses.

He was cursing the devils around him who were watching him die.

Originally, a platoon of infantry devils was blocking this street corner.

After this explosion and burning, the entire platoon was reduced by more than half.

As for the tanks of the Koizumi Masamune Tank Platoon that were parked here, there were still two parked on the other side of the street, unaffected.

The same explosion occurred simultaneously in five different places.

The attack commanded by Feng Junya appeared once again.

This time, two new targets were attacked.

When Li Mi saw Lin Fan rush out of the gate, he immediately ordered, "Detonate!"

The bombs they had placed outside the gate began to ignite.

The infantry platoon leader of the Ai-Mura Platoon was arranged to defend the perimeter of the Liang residence.

When his team heard the sound of explosions from inside the Liang residence, they immediately rushed out and quickly came to their designated positions and spread out.

When the platoon leader of the Ai-Mura Platoon rushed out, he saw that the gate of the Liang residence was tightly closed, and the thirteen guarding devils outside the gate were also nervously guarding.

The platoon leader of the Ai-Mura Platoon felt a little relieved: at least the assassins had not come out of the Liang residence yet, maybe those assassins could not get out of the Liang residence at all.

Regardless of the fate of the assassins, the platoon leader of the Ai-Mura Platoon still strictly followed orders to deploy the entire team.

Then he had time to observe the surrounding situation: the streets were empty, with no one in sight.

Then the gaze of the platoon leader of the Ai-Mura Platoon returned to the gate of the Liang residence.

At this time, he discovered that the gate had been opened.

His gaze never moved away again, nervously staring at the gate.

The squad guarding outside the gate also only looked at the gate and did not rush in immediately.

The platoon leader of the Ai-Mura Platoon knew: this meant that the people inside the gate were their own.

Until a person in black clothes and black trousers rushed out of the gate.

This must be an assassin!

Those devils guarding outside the gate seemed like fools, staring blankly at the assassin without making any move.

The platoon leader of the Ai-Mura Platoon became anxious and loudly ordered his team: "The target has appeared, at the gate of the Liang residence..."

Before he could finish his words, rumble!

Rumble!

The sound of explosions rang out in his ears.

Immediately afterwards, the thirteen people guarding outside the gate, along with the dozen or so assassins who rushed out, charged towards him.

The Ai-Mura Platoon had just been blown into confusion and had not recovered when they saw these people rushing over like tigers entering a flock of sheep, ruthlessly killing the devils of his team.

The platoon leader of the Ai-Mura Platoon now clearly understood that those guarding outside the gate were also part of the assassins.

Now these thirteen people were like thirteen killing gods, with the bayonets in their hands as fast as lightning, and every stab and withdrawal meant that one of his men would fall.

When Lin Fan and the others rushed out of the gate, Feng Junya still saw it clearly.

This was thanks to the flares that Fujiwara Yushen ordered to be fired.

Feng Junya dared not be negligent and immediately ordered: "Clear the way for the commander and the others."

The power of the rockets was huge, so of course they could not be fired directly in front of Lin Fan and his team.

Feng Junya and the others concentrated their firepower and continuously blasted two of the blockades in front of Lin Fan's retreat route.

At this time, Lin Fan and the others were still entangled with the Ai-Mura Platoon outside the gate.

The surviving devils of the Kaniya Yano Platoon inside the Liang residence also chased out.

They also rushed out of the gate.

Sergeant Kita Taichi, who was rushing in the front, felt his foot trip over something.

After staggering a few steps, before he could steady himself, he felt a flash of fire in front of his eyes, and the entire sky lit up.

Then there was the sound of countless shasha, and the screams of many devils.

"Here it comes again!" Fujiwara Yushen had been carefully walking at the rear of the team.

In fact, he was still in front of the main building of the Liang residence.

Seeing a flash of fire in front of him, like a light bulb that had just been turned on, flashing a few times before going out again.

But this time, the explosion caused a devastating disaster to the entire Kaniya Yano Platoon.

Sergeant Kita Taichi was hit by countless iron pellets.

He struggled to turn his head and saw that the devils who had rushed out with him were the same as him.

Just now they were advancing steadily, and now they were staggering forward like him.

The situation inside the Liang residence was similar. With the light of the flares, it was still possible to see clearly that those devils who were following behind had also been attacked by landmines.

Even the platoon leader of the Kaniya Yano Platoon was hit in the leg by several iron pellets.

He was extremely lucky, with all the iron pellets hitting one thigh.

Nothing happened to the other parts of his body.

But it seemed unlucky again, as the injured thigh was bleeding profusely.

It was clear that the femoral artery had been injured.

Fortunately, the platoon leader of the Kaniya Yano Platoon was calm enough, and quickly took out a bandage from the medical kit he was carrying and tightly wrapped it around the root of his thigh, which finally stopped the constant flow of blood.

The platoon leader of the Kaniya Yano Platoon was just a little better than the other devils in his platoon.

In the end, he was still not as good as Lieutenant Colonel Fujiwara Yushen.

After the entire Kaniya Yano Platoon was wiped out, Lieutenant Colonel Fujiwara Yushen, with the last light of the flares, saw the situation clearly.

He had no choice but to rush out of his hiding place and stride towards the outside of the Liang residence.

He stepped over the artificial mountain, stepped over the small bridge, and could see the corpses of devils along the way.

There were many devils still struggling and calling for help on the ground.

It was at this time that Fujiwara Yushen remembered that the last dozen elites he had trained had also been buried in the building tonight.

Looking at this scene in the courtyard, he felt that the combat power of the assassins was not on the same level as his team at all.

Lin Fan led his team in a charge within the Ai-Mura Platoon.

Hearing the sound of explosions coming from behind him and from inside the Liang residence's courtyard, Lin Fan only glanced back: on the originally empty street behind him, there were more than a dozen more corpses and several devils who were still struggling.

The platoon leader of the Ai-Mura Platoon stared blankly at the people who rushed up.

He also saw the explosion that appeared again at the entrance of the Liang residence.

This time, he was watching with the eyes of an observer.

He saw it very clearly: as soon as the fire lit up, the sound of explosions came over, and then all the twenty or so devils who were charging fell down.

Only a few devils were still struggling, and the rest were lying motionless on the ground.

The platoon leader of the Ai-Mura Platoon's observation ended here.

Li Mi had already rushed to him, and the bright bayonet stabbed towards his chest.

The platoon leader of the Ai-Mura Platoon retracted his gaze from the distance and began to deal with the current predicament.

More than half of the devils in his platoon had been killed or injured in the explosion just now, and they were also almost completely wiped out by these fierce assassins.

Now, the entire platoon was left with only him, the only one still standing.

As for the task of the Ai-Mura Platoon to stop the assassins here, it had already been declared a failure.

Many of the assassins had rushed out and were rushing towards the next intersection.

The platoon leader of the Ai-Mura Platoon roused all his strength to parry the bayonet that the assassin was stabbing at him.

As soon as he parried the first attack, his heart fell into an bottomless abyss: this was not something he could resist.

No wonder those assassins were able to rush out so confidently, not willing to stay in front of him for even a second longer.

The platoon leader of the Ai-Mura Platoon looked at the opposite side, and saw this assassin skillfully retracting his gun and firing, stepping and advancing, such movements as smooth as flowing water.

"This is not an assassin, this is a soldier!"

This was the Ai-Mura Platoon's last thought, as the scalding heat of his chest was pierced by the cold bayonet, and the bright red, scalding blood rushed out desperately and flowed on the ground.

When they were in the air, they were still emitting bursts of heat, and the Ai-Mura Platoon's vitality dissipated in these bursts of heat.

His last gaze saw a devil rushing out of the Liang residence.

Only one! Lieutenant Colonel Fujiwara Yushen had stepped over countless corpses of devils along the way.

After rushing out of the gate of the Liang residence, he looked at the world outside the door.

Although his heart already had an ominous premonition, everything in front of him still shocked him.

The corpses and wounded lying outside the Liang residence were not actually more numerous than those in the courtyard.

But: how long had it been?

More than seventy devils were lying outside.

Fujiwara Yushen could no longer see the backs of the assassins.

He accelerated and continued to chase after them.

The fire support team of Feng Junya and the others stood high, saw far, and shot far, seeing clearly.

Similarly, when they launched rockets, they were also very easy to be discovered.

Just when the entire team was fighting the most fiercely, Leng Lixuan, who was in charge of observation, said: "Regiment Commander! There are devils rushing towards us."

Looking in the direction he pointed, a team of devils was rushing towards this direction.

Behind them, there were actually two armored vehicles.

Feng Junya ordered: "Zhang Jiaxun, Wu Hongzhuang, you two aim at the team of devils rushing over and fire two shots!"

The Hoshino Keita Platoon was originally blocking the road two streets away.

When the sound of explosions came from inside the Liang residence, it meant that the assassins had entered the trap.

Only then did these devils rush out from their hiding places.

Not long after, they discovered that accomplices of the assassins were constantly firing from a distance.

Captain Aiba Daihui immediately ordered him to lead a platoon of devils, as well as two armored vehicles, to cooperate in the operation.

They had run past one house after another, and past one and two streets.

There were too many lanes in Nanjing City.

The devils of the Hoshino Keita Platoon felt like they were going in circles, and always ended up at the location where the shells were still being fired.

Captain Aiba Daihui was also anxious in his heart: although his side had not been attacked, judging from the ammunition with flaming tails constantly being fired from the high place, the battle in the distance must be very fierce.

Because he could hear the sound of explosions not far away.

Those explosions were sometimes continuous and sometimes deafening.

Every explosion made Aiba Daihui vigilant: what kind of big fish was being caught tonight?

He had only learned the details of the plan after dark: tonight and in the next few days, the devils throughout Nanjing City were going to cooperate in setting up ambushes in the residences of several major traitors.

Waiting for the assassins to fall into the trap, and then capture all those assassins alive.

When he saw the plan, Captain Aiba Daihui scoffed at it.

A few small assassins actually required the use of the strength of two infantry regiments.

This was really a ridiculous joke.

Now he understood: this was really not making a mountain out of a molehill.

He didn't know what the situation was like inside the Liang residence.

Judging from the kind of weapons constantly being fired by the assassins in the distance, they were no longer like assassins, but more like an army.

This was not an assassination, this was war!

The shooting from the high place continued, and Zhang Jiaxun and Wu Hongzhuang fired at the devils rushing towards here.

Two rockets were fired one after another.

They each hit an armored vehicle.

The fragments generated by the explosion covered the entire Hoshino Keita Infantry Platoon.

At this time, both armored vehicles had fallen apart, and the armor and machine guns on the vehicles were scattered everywhere.

These armor and machine guns smashed on the bodies of the fallen devils, but did not cause any reaction from those devils.

Lin Fan and the others had already rushed out of the Liang residence and were on the retreat route.

Even if Feng Junya and the others were at a high place, they could not see where they had retreated to.

They could only follow the plan, estimating the time and opening the road for the attack team in advance.

The several targets that Feng Junya and the others initially attacked were not the planned retreat routes.

The only purpose of attacking those targets was to stir up the water! To make the devils think that Lin Fan and the others would pass through those intersections.

This tactic did work.

The locations of those initial targets were already in chaos, and the devils in their vicinity were frantically rushing over to support.

In any case, they could not let the assassins escape.

Now, the targets that Feng Junya and the others were attacking were the roads that Lin Fan and the others were going to take.

Captain Aiba Daihui was constantly staring into the distance.

When he saw a string of fire lines rushing towards him, he only had time to move aside one step, hiding behind two devils.

He felt the two devils press down on him.

Then he was pressed to the ground.

He felt the ground shaking, and the air above his head suddenly became as hot as if it was on fire.

Then there was a clanging sound, accompanied by the screams of many devils.

When everything settled down, he laboriously pushed away the two corpses that were pressing on him and crawled out.

Only then did he discover that the intersection his entire platoon was blocking had become hell.

Hundreds of devils had all fallen to the ground.

The two tanks that were left at this street intersection to block the road had also been torn apart and were burning fiercely.

A group of people rushed over fiercely in the distance.

By the light of the burning fire, he clearly saw that among this group of people rushing over: there were those wearing devil uniforms, and those wearing black clothes and black trousers.

Seeing this scene, he suddenly understood.

These people rushing over must be the protagonists tonight: those assassins.

Lin Fan rushed in the front.

Seeing the tanks burning further ahead and the ground littered with the corpses of devils, a devil stood blankly on the street, alone, weak, helpless, and pitiful.

Lin Fan only fired one shot, sending this devil to his death.

Let him be a good devil from now on, and never have to be so lonely again.

Captain Aiba Daihui's wide-open eyes were full of incredible expression.

He didn't know what he was thinking.

Tonight, in the east of Nanjing City, the continuous sound of explosions awakened many people from their sleep.

They dared not open the door, nor did they dare to open the window.

They only dared to secretly watch the situation outside through the cracks in the doors and behind the windows.

Some saw the fire soaring into the sky; some saw the corpses of devils lying on the streets; some saw the tanks torn apart; some saw the armored vehicles overturned; and some saw a team of gods descending from the sky, and then suddenly disappearing.

After Lin Fan and the others rushed past three intersections, there were no more devils blocking their way.

Feng Junya saw three circles drawn by a beam of light at a high place.

He immediately asked, "How many rockets are left?"

"Seven!"

"Find the target and fire two. Take the remaining five and retreat!"

"Yes!"

They had five launchers this time, so Feng Junya decided to leave one rocket for each launcher.

The targets of the last two rockets no longer had any tanks or armored vehicles to hit.

The only thing they could hit were the targets they had hit at the beginning.

In those places, many devils were rushing out.

Among these devils, some were urgently transferred from other places, and some were the devils who had luckily not been hit.

They were not yet clear that the assassins had escaped the trap, and these devils were still strengthening their forces.

At the same time, they felt that the current force was sufficient, and they began to treat the wounded lying on the ground.

At this moment, a rocket flew from a distance.

It exploded on impact, and no devils within a forty-meter radius of the explosion survived.

The devils slightly further away were also heavily casualties.

They were hit by: many fragments generated by the rocket explosion, iron pellets carried by the rocket itself, and the flying rubble on the ground at the time of the explosion.

Another rocket exploded in another place.

Their explosion locations were different.

Their chosen targets were the same: the places with the most devils!

When Feng Junya and the others retreated, they could feel many eyes staring at them.

Among these eyes: there was admiration! There was conviction! There was fear, and there was hatred.

Feng Junya knew that they had been here for so long.

There must be many people hiding behind the doors and peeking behind the windows.

He laughed loudly and said, "Folks! The Anti-Japanese United Front Anti-Traitor Corps is doing things without harming the innocent, only killing devils and traitors!"

Before this, when Leng Lixuan reported, he had shouted "Regiment Commander."

The speaker was unintentional, but the listener was mindful.

Those who were hiding behind the doors had already remembered at that time: there was a regimental commander here.

Hearing Feng Junya personally admit that he was a member of the Anti-Japanese United Front Anti-Traitor Corps, they naturally assumed that he was the commander of the Anti-Traitor Corps.

After Lin Fan and Feng Junya's two teams converged, they quietly retreated along the shadows of the walls.

When they returned to the Qian residence again, Dai Li, who was already in Wuhan, received another report: a major battle broke out in the east of Nanjing City tonight.

It was suspected that the Anti-Japanese United Front Anti-Traitor Corps was in action.

The specific situation was unknown.

Another report: the Liang residence of the major traitor Liang Hongzhi had gunshots and explosions tonight.

The sound was very loud, and the situation was unclear.

Dai Li was silent!

He already knew that Liang Hongzhi and the others had arrived in Shanghai.

This was the news collected by Du Yuesheng's Green Gang disciples and passed on to his ears.

After receiving this news, Dai Li did not immediately tell Lin Fan.

In fact, he was still waiting for Lin Fan to report his work to him.

After all, in terms of position, Dai Li was the number one person in the Military Statistics Bureau and the number one person in the National Army's intelligence, while Lin Fan was only a brigade commander.

There was a big difference.

It should have been Lin Fan reporting his work to him.

Moreover, the successful assassination of Chen Lu was a major event that was completely worth showing off in front of him.

What he didn't expect was that this Lin Fan did not report it, not even a telegram of victory.

Dai Li was even beginning to suspect whether he had made a mistake.

Was Chen Lu really killed by the people Lin Fan sent out?

However, this day had passed, and he had not heard of any organization or anyone coming forward to admit that they had successfully assassinated Chen Lu.

The situation in Nanjing was as confusing as the current international situation!

Dai Li only sighed in Wuhan, which was in the upper reaches of the Yangtze River.

Liang Hongzhi, the major traitor, was fortunate in Shanghai, which was in the lower reaches of the Yangtze River: fortunate that he had run in time, and fortunate that the Taijun had arranged things well for him.

He knew a little more than Dai Li knew.

Liang Hongzhi was already clear that the assassins who rushed into the Liang residence tonight had killed two platoons of devils in the Liang residence alone.

This...

With such combat power, if he was still in Nanjing, his corpse would be cold by now.

As for the casualties of the devils outside the Liang residence, he was not very clear.

Liang Hongzhi could confirm through his contacts in Nanjing that the masters had suffered a great loss this time.

The commander of the China Expeditionary Army was furious in his official residence.

He did not expect that the carefully arranged trap, the fish had fallen into the net, but in the end it broke through the net and escaped.

How could this not make him angry?

In order to set up this trap, he had used a full regiment of troops, but in the end he suffered losses and did not catch a single assassin.

The only thing he could understand so far was: the assassins tonight were the same group that assassinated Chen Lu yesterday.

More information was what he had just collected.

This group of assassins was called the Anti-Japanese United Front Anti-Traitor Corps, and they had a regimental commander.

There was no more news.

Fujiwara Yushen stood silently in front of Yan Junliu.

Looking at this lieutenant colonel who was not yet twenty-seven years old but already had white hair.

Yan Junliu had no sympathy.

If this devil was not a member of the royal family, he would have sent him to the front line long ago.

How could he tolerate him repeatedly burying the empire's elites?

However, tonight's matter did not really have much to do with Fujiwara Yushen.

After all, the two platoons ambushed in the Liang residence were not commanded by him.

This time, it was not really that the combat power of the devils was not enough.

It was really that the combat power of the assassins was too strong!

Although they did not catch the assassins at night, the devils and puppet troops began a large-scale search in Nanjing City during the day.

Not only that, but the big and small traitors who followed the devils for food also began to move.

They were looking for news everywhere in various teahouses and streets.

Zhang listened carefully to the movements everywhere.

Butler Fu, the old housekeeper of the Qian residence, once again asked Aunt Zhang, who was buying vegetables, to buy dozens of pounds of pork and many side dishes.

This was the second day in a row that she had bought so much food.

Zheng, the butcher who sold meat, asked with a smile: "Aunt Zhang! You buy so much meat every day, can you afford it?"

Aunt Zhang scolded: "The master has money, it's none of your business."

Their conversation was heard by a gangster in the distance.

This gangster was nicknamed "Thorn Pig," and his real name was Wang Dabao, which not many people remembered.

Since the devils entered the city, Thorn Pig had been running around.

If a neighbor had a beautiful daughter, he would lead the devils to find her.

If a young wife was beautiful, he would also inform the devils.

He had done many things for the devils, but he always felt that he had not done well enough.

He had been trying hard to do something big for the devils.

Yesterday, he received a mission: to find the assassins who assassinated Chen Lu, and he could receive one thousand silver dollars.

Today, the reward had increased tenfold: to find the assassins with the Taijun, and he would be rewarded with ten thousand silver dollars.

To report the news, he would be rewarded with one thousand silver dollars.

Thorn Pig had been thinking: if he could find the assassins with the Taijun, he would not only have ten thousand silver dollars, but he could also show his face in front of the Taijun.

If he could take this opportunity to work in the police department, he would be able to call the shots in Nanjing City in the future.

He knew Aunt Zhang, this old woman.

She was a servant of the Qian family.

She had been working in the Qian family for decades.

Hadn't the Qian family all gone out to avoid the war?

How could someone suddenly come back?

Thinking of dozens of pounds of food a day, Thorn Pig couldn't help but swallow.

He walked to Butcher Zheng's stall: "Butcher! You said that the old woman from the Qian family buys dozens of pounds of meat every day. How much meat did she buy in total?"

When Butcher Zheng saw this rascal standing in front of his stall, he knew that he was going to lose money today.

Hearing him ask this, he wanted to not answer.

But he was afraid that this rascal would mess things up.

He had no choice but to honestly say: "I cut forty-three pounds yesterday, and forty-seven pounds today."

Hearing this, Wang Dabao knew what was going on.

But he still decided to go and take a look.

He reached out and took a three-pound piece of fatty meat from Zheng Butcher's stall: "Put it on the account!"

He took it in his hand and swayed it as he walked towards the Qian residence.

He didn't go through the front door, but went through the back door.

He walked to the back door of the Qian residence and pushed it hard.

It was tightly closed.

He put his ear against the door,