"Abide by the orders of the seat."

Zuo Chong saluted, turned to look at Wu Chunyang on the top of the coal pile and Gui Youguang who led the team to stand beside him. He raised his head and stretched out three fingers to count down. The operators raised their guns.

"three."

"two."

"one."

"action!"

"Da da da..."

As Zuo Chong's hand clenched into a fist, Wu Chunyang at the top moved first. He and his spies stood up suddenly and fired violently at the third pile of coal, causing coal debris to fly.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zuo Chong and Gui Youguang rushed out of the bunker with their elite members of the operation team and rushed towards the last line of defense of the underground party. At this time, the speed determines life and death.

The reason why the smoke bombs are not used is that they have been consumed and only a few are left for spares. The other is that Lao Dai is behind to supervise the battle. It is definitely not possible to use this method to delay time again.

“Huh~Huh~”

The left Zhong, who was running in the front, opened his mouth wide, swayed his arms hard, and tried to maintain balance on the bumpy road. He thought to himself, old class, old class, this time, brothers are trying hard for you.

The snowflakes flying all over the sky hit the face with a slight pain, making people unable to help but want to close their eyes, but even if they stop for a while, they may hit him. He doesn't want to use his life to bet...

He slowly emptied his mind and focused all his attention on a large piece of coal more than ten meters away. It would be safe to run there. If he couldn't run away, he would be beaten into a hornet's nest.

Gui Youguang and the spies who participated in the operation also understood this. They spread their feet with ferocious faces and ran towards the target point, and soon ran to the center of the open space between the two coal piles.

This is the most dangerous position. If there is an attack, it cannot advance or retreat. There is no place to hide around. They can only stand there and be shot as a living target.

"Bang bang bang bang bang..."

What was terrible? The underground party really started to fight back, and it was heavy firepower. The unique Czech gunshots scared the secret service. Where did the light machine guns come from?

However, this time the intelligence department prepared very well and brought a Czech style. There were still three strands and ammunition sufficient. The machine gunner immediately pointed the trigger at the opposite side, and the bullets shot out like water.

However, the height of the third coal pile was much higher than that of the second coal pile. The spy's shooting could not threaten the underground party at all. The other party still kept firing at the operation personnel, and the situation at the scene was critical.

"Get out!"

Wu Chunyang looked at the dust flying beside the section chief, his eyes were red, and he kicked one of the machine gunmen away, and stood at the highest point with the handle above the machine gun and fired wildly.

Only when danger is concerned, more intelligence services stand straight and block the shooting angle of the underground party. Dai Chunfeng was moved to tears and said that the morale of the army was available.

Relying on his desperate cover to protect him, Zuo Chong and others successfully approached the third pile of coal after paying the price of one person's serious injury. Everyone sat on the ground and sweated heavily, feeling their legs were weak.

"Put smoke to the injured brother."

"yes."

Before he could rest, Zuo Chong threw a smoke bomb at his subordinate who was lying on the road. They couldn't control each other now, and they were dependent on each other's fortunes, and he moved with the people again.

"Everyone is divided into two teams. I lead one team. You Guang lead one team. Start an attack from the left and right sides of the coal pile. Based on the explosion on my side, try to catch the living mouths and do not kill criminals at will."

Left Hung quickly assigned the task and took the man to touch the top. When there were still two or three meters away, he seemed to have slipped his feet and kicked a piece of coal down, making a crisp collision sound.

"Not good, throw it away."

He was shocked and immediately threw out the flash bomb in his hand. Other spies followed suit and threw the flash bomb out. A few seconds later, several explosions sounded, and the battle instantly entered the high nest.

The spies stood at a high place and fired, and the underground party relied on the wooden freight boxes on the dock as a cover to fight back. This was the final battle, with both sides fully fired and no intention of saving ammunition.

mp18, Jilai, Thomson, Browning, Czech, PPK, various types of guns fired various types of bullets, passing by at high speed around the Intelligence Department and underground party members.

The hot and hot warhead melted the snowflakes and vaporized them, forming white marks in the air, either crushing a piece of coal, or passing through wooden boxes and embedding them into the dock.

Left heaving on the top of the coal pile, listening to a whoosh in his ear, his hand holding the gun was still moving, and shot a young man in a police uniform holding a submachine gun, and accurately hit the other party's arm.

At this time, it is clearly related to the underground party. All he can do is aim at the key parts and give the other direction a chance to retreat. Being injured is better than being caught by the secret service.

Seeing that the section chief was so brave, Gui Youguang was not willing to be outdone. Thomson in his hand shot a beautiful point shot, injured an underground party member who was trying to counterattack and rushed back to the bunker.

Gradually, the intelligence department gained the upper hand. Under the fierce firepower, the wooden box became full of holes, and the cracks of the explosion hit the underground party from time to time, and more and more people were injured.

The sniper Min on the freighter was also targeted by the sharpshooter of the operation team. He was beaten to the point where Mars was shot and could not provide support. He was about to see the underground party's interceptors being wiped out.

"Actor, pastor, go quickly, leave me a weapon to cut off the back. My injury is too serious, and evacuation will only add to the burden. Please rest assured that I am ready to contribute everything to the cause of the party."

Ban Jun leaned weakly against a large wooden box and said to Meng Ting and Lao Liu next to him. There was no fear or fear on his pale face, but instead showed a faint smile.

"Let's go together."

Old Liu looked calm and froze and shot a spy. Unfortunately, the distance was too far. The other party retreated with his wound. Obviously, he was not hit by the vitals, so they were still entangled by the enemy.

"Pastor, go quickly..."

"Okay, let's retreat."

Ban Jun wanted to speak out again, but Meng Ting suddenly interrupted, then squatted down and stuffed a Thomson submachine gun filled with ammunition into Ban Jun's hand, and spoke in a low tone.

"Boatman, it is my honor to be able to fight alongside you, but we must complete the task. When necessary, as the person in charge of this operation, I allow you to flexibly rescue yourself."

The Ban Army knew what flexible self-rescue was. As long as you fake surrender to the enemy, there was no life-threatening danger. Maybe the enemy would send him to the hospital for treatment. But do you really want to do this?

He tried hard to support himself, endured the pain of the wound, and said with a smile: "Comrades, this is a tortuous and bright journey. I am willing to turn it into a stone and pave the way."

So don’t feel sad for me, hurry up and leave. The police and army in the city will appear at any time, and no one can leave. Actors, it seems that I lost our game."

"No, you won."

Meng Ting held his cold hand tightly and said with a serious expression: "We will definitely send the comrades away safely, and we will definitely walk this tortuous road until we are completely victorious."

Old Liu, who was standing by, had tears in his eyes, and he opened his mouth and didn't say anything, because he would do this, so he could only shoot the spy a few times in anger, then turn his head to look at Ban Jun.

"withdraw."

Meng Ting gritted his teeth and let go of Ban Jun's hand, raised his head and shouted loudly: "Send a signal to the freighter, cover each other to retreat, the boatman breaks the rear, the priest leads the team, I am at the end, no one is allowed to stay."

"yes."

"yes."

The blood-covered team members replied in unison, without a trace of joy in their voices. In this case, everyone knew that the boatman wanted to use his life to open a gap.

But when faced with the task, they had no time to be sad and have a long love for their children. The self-defense power on the ship was too weak, and they were needed to protect the captured people and evacuate them to a safe location for evacuation.

"ah."

At this time, the squad army, who had accumulated strength for a long time, shouted, turned around and put Thomson on the wooden box, controlled the submachine gun with one hand to shoot left and right, and the spies were caught off guard and dodged one after another.

"Walk."

Seeing this, Lao Liu shouted, then ran towards the freighter with his body down. Some of the team members either supported or carried their injured comrades with their backs, while others kept turning around and shooting to suppress the enemy behind them.

Everyone rushed and retreated, and soon they got on the trestle, only one step away from the gangway, but the gangway was located in the firing circle of the spy, and bullets hit the boat from time to time, making clanging sounds.

Old Liu tried to climb several times and was forced back. Just as he was so anxious that he was sweating profusely, a voice sounded again: "Pastor, jump into the water and pull the rope, stay away from the fire exchange and you get on the boat again."

Meng Ting knelt on one knee behind the fence of the pier, shot with his right hand, and pointed his left hand at a cable that fell from the deck into the water, saying, "This is a backup plan, the purpose is to allow people to board the ship quickly."

"What about you?"

Old Liu frowned, always feeling that there was something else in this sentence. Why do you mean the words "you"? Besides, as the person in charge of the action, the other party should leave first, which is related to the follow-up of the plan.

"I'll leave at the end."

Meng Ting said and added: "There is no time left, don't let the boatman sacrifice in vain. There is a rope buckle on the cable. Tie the injured comrades. The freighter will go towards Huizhou Province and someone is receiving it."

Old Liu still wanted to ask, but the freighter had already begun to leave the pier slowly. When he looked at the team members covered with scars, he had to jump into the water with everyone and place the wounded.

After getting ready, he suddenly realized that the boat was about to drive out of the pier, and the actor still hadn't come down, which made him feel worried that something was wrong. He quickly called out loudly, but there was no response.

Lao Liu immediately wanted to untie the rope, but found that the knot on his body was actually a dead knot. It was not good. The actor wanted to stay and break the back. A thought flashed through his mind, but it was too late.

"Woo~"

The freighter emitted a whistle, as if cheering for the success of the plan and seeing off his dear comrades, the stern of the boat surged, pushing it to the other side of victory and freedom.

Meng Ting listened to the sound of the whistle behind him and smiled. After living under a mask for so many years, all he thought about was those dirty plots. Today, let him be willful and be himself.

Underground Party Member.

Meng Ting.
Chapter completed!