The gun fire broke through the night!

At almost the same moment of the attack, three cars at the rear of the convoy immediately accelerated and collided in, crossing the Ford car, and the dense barrage of both sides burst out from close range, tearing out a large piece of blood.

Xian Yi shrank at the bottom of the car, listening to the roar that was close to his ears, staring at the continuous flash outside the window, sweating all over his head, but there was a sarcastic sneer on the corner of his mouth.

"Red Deer (Idiot)."

This section of road near the dock is the easiest time for the convoy to slack off. The enemy is clear and the one side is naturally clear.

Wuzhai Wharf is only a few hundred meters away, and the Japanese squad stationed in the army is ready to go, waiting for this wave of attacks that thought the snake was seven inches long ago. Although I don’t know how these two cars avoided patrol inspections, as long as the gunshot sounded, the outcome was a foregone conclusion.

Sure enough, within half a minute, a Japanese squad with live ammunition was driven out from the dock door and quickly pressed towards the place.

The roar of the machine gun easily overshadowed the flames of the submachine gun. The two Ford cars were caught by the convoy, and they were in a dilemma. Then they were riddled with holes in the rain of bullets, like whales falling into giant nets, pierced by countless whaling forks and flew with flesh and blood.

The gun fire stopped.

Several Japanese soldiers touched the car with rifles and kicked the car door that was blown to pieces. The car door collapsed, revealing several fuzzy corpses wrapped in black on the seat.

"Safety (all safety)."

Hearing this, Xian Yi opened the door and got out of the car, knocked on the window of the car, "Prince, the trouble has been resolved."

"Rebels, these rebels!"

Zailin poked his head out from under the chair, looking in shock, and the top of his head was slanted and crooked.

With Huo Dianyu's support, he cursed and pushed open the car door, came to the Ford car, and spat inside:

"It deserves it! It's too cheap for them. When the Qing Dynasty is restored, I will reopen the punishment of Lingchi and cut these rebels into pieces to serve as a warning to others..."

As if in response to his words, the eroded flesh and blood in the car suddenly squirmed out, a blood-stained palm was poked out, holding the pistol tightly, aiming directly at Zailin's forehead!

“…”

Zailin's facial features were frozen and his brain was blank.

The Japanese soldier next to him was about to move when his waist suddenly lightened. In the blink of an eye, the palm and the head behind him were cut in half by a cold light. However, Huo Dianyu pulled out the soldier's bayonet and suddenly slashed down at a speed that was difficult for the naked eye to see clearly!

Blood shines into the sky!

Warm red and white liquid spilled over his head and face, including his wide open mouth.

There was shock and silence around.

In the end, Xianyi reacted first and immediately spoke and ordered:

"It's not safe here, please get in the car."

Seeing several subordinates dragging and pulling Zai Lin into the car halfway, Xian Yi was about to return to the car, and paused a moment, then looked back at the Ford sedan, and raised his hand and waved it casually.

"Cut off your head and hang it in front of Qin Deli's door."

" はい(get it)."

The convoy was re-launched and the Japanese squad drove into the dock.

A few smiling Japanese soldiers left behind, pulled out bayonets and moved towards the two Ford cars, as if hungry and bloodthirsty wolves were surrounded by fragmented bones.

...

Four o'clock.

The ship split the sea waves, and thin gray-white mist surging between the sky and the sea.

In the luxurious room on the upper floor of the cabin, the car was leaning against the sofa chair next to the round table, with an ugly face.

In the corner of the room, Huo Dianyu drooped his eyelids and slowly wiped a spear in his hand with deer skin.

The big gun is 108 feet long. After years of practice and use, the beef tendon wooden pole has long precipitated a smooth dark color. The steel-cast gun head is dark and the sharp blade is as bright as frost.

Kenichi tried hard to pull his eyes away from the big gun. Huo Dianyu's sword at that time left a deep impression on him. Even Hayato's Juehe was just like a child's play in front of the sword. Even if the military bayonet was not easy to use, what would happen to the big gun?

"Your Majesty, you are frightened."

Xianyi took out a bottle of red wine from the wine cabinet, poured half a cup, and had a smile on his face.

"Prince, we used temporary military exercises as a guise to appease the rest of the passengers. The ship is safe and there will be no special accidents."

"You proposed the light car and the simplicity of the people, and the information leaked from you."

Zailin's expression was gloomy,

"I am carrying the Qing Dynasty's revival of the country on my shoulders. Are you responsible for this?"

"Our arrangement is fine, but there is also a saying in China, "Is the world unpredictable"? Although the process is a little turbulent, at least you have boarded the boat safely, that's enough." Xianyi replied lightly.

"What is your attitude?" Zailin slapped the table.

"Your Majesty, you should pay attention to your attitude. This is the ship of the Great Japanese Empire."

Xianyi put the wine glass on the table in front of him.

"Please have a good rest. When you arrive in the Northeast, there are still many major things waiting for the prince. I will take it back first."

“…”

Zai Lin stared at Xianyi's back with hatred until the other party completely disappeared behind the door, and then turned his gaze back to the desktop.

The red wine was as bright as blood, like the blurred flesh and blood that had just been wiped off from his face, which made Zailin feel nauseous and seemed to have a salty and fishy smell in his mouth. He waved his hand and knocked over the goblet.

The round table was filled with bright red wine, falling along the edge of the table.

Tick, tick.

...

Tick, tick.

Blood flowed along the blood trough, fainting on the boat board. Chen Jiu covered the Japanese soldier's mouth tightly with his left hand, and slowly twisted the handle of the knife of the small Taidao Henggangwan with his right hand. The soldiers' pupils gradually spread out in their wide terrified eyes.

This is the bottom floor of the cabin, with Chen Jiu and five disguised bodyguards hiding between the cargo.

The hot blood was covered with his hands, and the old wine had no expression on his face.

...

"Escorts to the Japanese Concession are the top priority tonight. There will be Japanese secret whistles along the way, and there will be no chance to start on the road. I will send two cars to raid near Wuzhai Wharf. The people in the car will die and everyone will die."

"Send death in vain?"

"Yes, not. Their only mission is to catch the Japanese troops stationed at Wuzhai Wharf and tear open the infiltration for you."

"Down on Chen Cang secretly."

"That's right. Wuzhai Wharf is too close to the Japanese army's base. If we take action on the wharf and support the Japanese army in an endless stream, we are not wise. I checked that it was a commercial ship, with passengers and loading cars on the upper floor. As long as you six of you are delivered into the cargo hold, the entire ship will become an isolated island floating on the sea, and our number of people will be minimized."

“How low is it?”

"Zai Lin should have brought about twenty people, including the Japanese soldiers on the ship... about six to thirty."

"Yeah, very low."

"This type of ship has a drawing that is not difficult to find. I will mark the electric box room for you."

...

"Mr. Chen, we're going to the electric box room."

The scar-faced bodyguard pulled the hammer and pressed the bullet into the chamber of the pistol, and a smile appeared on his terrifying face.

"Go away."

Chen Jiu nodded.

Five people left quickly, and the sound of footsteps echoed in the hollow in the bottom cabin.

Chen Jiu closed his eyes, held the long knife cloth on his shoulder, and waited silently without moving. Half of his face shone under the light, as if a stone sculpture that had not been carved.

After a moment, a fierce and rapid exchange of fire broke out from outside the cargo hold and looked blurred through the layers of walls.

Chen Jiu stood upright, her eyelids trembled even though they were trembling.

The gunshot lasted for a long time, and finally fell down, and the sticky silence wrapped around the body again.

The lights go out.

Darkness is coming.
Chapter completed!