Meng Ting heard the sound of sniper rifles in the distance, suddenly lifted the rain cloth on his body and stood up. Looking at the agents headquarters lying all over the ground, calmly pulled out Browning M1910 and cleared the magazine.

"Smack it..."

His seven bullets directly sent away two or three old colleagues. These people saw who fired the gun, and a few bloody flowers burst out from the back of their heads and backs, kicking their legs, ending their sinful life.

At the same time, more than a dozen underground parties holding weapons appeared on several coal piles around them. They pulled the trigger without any hesitation. The spies were beaten to run away with their heads and had no power to fight back.

MP18.

A pistol.

Thomson.

Like the execution ground operation, the underground party still poured out a large number of bullets in a short period of time, using continuous firepower to kill the enemy's living forces as much as possible, and not giving the enemy a chance to organize defense.

After several rounds of firefighting and pursuits, there were only more than 80 spies left at the agent headquarters. Under this sudden attack, less than 50 people were alive, and morale fell to the bottom.

There were banging guns everywhere. They didn't know how many underground parties were hiding in the coal yard. They only saw the people around them falling down one by one, and panic gradually spread to everyone.

No matter what party and country, no contribution is important, these people only regret that their parents gave birth to two legs and rolled and crawled to the starting point, completely losing the courage to resist...

Meng Ting took back his pistol, threw the rifle on his shoulder in front of him, and then wrapped his armed belt around his wrist, and shot a spy who was about to run into the bunker in a standard standing posture.

"Bang~"

The spy fell down and looked at the cover that was only one step away. The man's eyes were full of unwillingness. He grabbed the air in vain with both hands. After struggling in despair for a few seconds, his head sagged.

"Bang."

At this time, there was another loud gunshot. Meng Ting, who was looking for the next target, looked at him and saw the squad pulling the bolt, and a golden shell jumped and rolled down from the coal pile.

Correspondingly, more than 100 meters away from him, a spy shook his body on the top of the coal pile, then covered his chest and fell head-on, and the body rolled down the coal pile.

"Good shooting skills."

Meng Ting shouted, "No one can hit a single shot in such a chaotic environment, talent and hard long-term training are indispensable.

He is worthy of being a former military commander. After so many years, his muscle memory has not disappeared at all. Who would have thought that this little bureaucrat who was cautious in speaking and doing things at the customs office was a master of marksmanship.

This thought flashed through his mind, and then he raised his gun and killed a spy who attempted to attack a sneak attack, and raised an eyebrow at Ban Jun. The match between the two officially began.

"Bang...bang..."

"Bang bang bang..."

They flexibly shot, dodged, and then shot, knocking down enemies running like headless flies, and blood fell on the black coal block and emitted a strange reflection.

The bullets of revenge kept shooting from all directions, making the spy cry and cry, but they couldn't run away or even leave. Some people even stuck out their butts and dug up the pile of coal and buried their heads.

But it was useless. The blocking underground party knew that the more painful the enemy was to beat, the more time the captured people would have to evacuate. Moreover, no one of these spies was covered with blood.

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Now they have enough firepower to deal with the enemy's attack. These Thomsons are new products bought by Xu Enzeng from the American Foreign Company. The quality is very good, and the firepower and power are very satisfactory.

At this time, Ban Jun walked over and said, "Comrade Actor, and there are still a few comrades who have not boarded the ship. We need to wait a while and be careful. The person who came down may be from the Intelligence Section of the Secret Service.

I have cooperated with the other party to carry out an investigation operation against Japanese spies. These spies are very powerful, they do things without any leakage, and have excellent technical and tactical skills, which is even more difficult to deal with than the agent headquarters."

As an old classmate of Zuo Chong, he knew very well the other party's ability and level. Japanese spies were not good men and women. The secret service could defeat them again and again, which was enough to show the terror of this department.

Of course, Meng Ting would not underestimate the enemy. Zuo Chong only glanced at the scene and saw through the automatic lighting and ignition device in the official residence. Faced with such a smart spy, he must be vigilant.

He immediately distributed all weapons and ammunition equally, and then arranged the blocking personnel to various key positions. The ambushing trick was useless once, and they were going to fight a tough battle later.

As expected, he had just made preparations and several groups of smoke rose up in the open space. Min, the sniper on the freighter, frowned, how many smoke bombs did these Fruit Party spies carry?

Meng Ting calmly picked up the telescope and looked at it. He had expected this. After all, the moves were not new, as long as they worked. He thought for a while and made a decision.

"Get out of the first row of coal piles, use fuel to ignite coal blocks, and build defense lines at the second row of coal piles. Pay attention to the open space on both sides to prevent the enemy from encircling the flanks, and allow free fire to be opened without asking for instructions."

In the plan, they were planning to use the fire to block the spies from covering the retreat, and prepared a lot of gasoline and kerosene for this. Although it is snowing now, this does not affect the combustion of coal.

Following this order, underground party members including Ban Jun brought bottles of fuel in glass and smashed it hard onto the pile of coal. The splashed fuel quickly penetrated into the depths of the coal block.

"Tear."

After doing all this, everyone lit matches and threw them on the coal pile. The fire suddenly rushed into the sky. The dark blue flames quickly extended to the surrounding area, and the first row of coal piles were completely ignited.

Meng Ting felt the scorching air and glanced at everyone: "Let's go, the party members stay, and the others return to the boat to help. If we can't come back, the captain knows where the evacuation is."

The people in the team did not move. Some of them were not party members, but they were willing to demand themselves by the standards of a party member, leaving behind their comrades and running away alone. A qualified party member would not do this.

If they are greedy for life and fear of death, they will not risk their lives to participate in the operation. As long as they can let more than 400 captured comrades leave, they will never take a step back even if they fight to the last one.

Meng Ting smiled comfortably: "Okay, then be prepared for combat. The new gang of enemies are scheming and are good at using various new equipment, such as smoke bombs and flash bombs that can blind.

Everyone should protect themselves and not fight head-on with each other. Our main task is to buy time for retreat, not to destroy them. If you want to teach spies a lesson, there will be opportunities in the future."

"yes."
Chapter completed!