Chapter 1: Hijacking Storm ()

"Good evening for all passengers! Our plane will land at Beijing International Airport in 10 minutes. Please check your luggage..."

Accompanied by the sweet voice of the flight attendant during the broadcast, Tao Ping opened his sleeping eyes and smiled at the busy flight attendant.

"I can finally take a break. The "Fox Hunting Operation" of more than a month has made me almost tired of being a fool!" Tao Ping thought for a while.

After all, as a senior agent of the National Security Administration, this is not the first time he has participated in the assassination operation. He straightened his back and quickly returned to his former baby face that was fascinating and lifeless. His public identity is the department manager of a foreign trade company.

As a standard post-80s generation, Tao Ping is the eldest son of the family and is 28 years old this year. Unlike other post-80s generations, he has a twin brother who is almost the same mold as him.

I really don’t know how the younger brother, who is eighteen minutes younger than him, is doing now? Do you still play games until two in the morning every night?

Are you still changing your girlfriend every few days?

It's ridiculous to think about it. I was the first in the class from kindergarten to university. Although I only studied in this university for two and a half years, my younger brother never broke through the last three, so my father always shouted "The family is unfortunate!" whenever he said this.

What's even more ridiculous is that his father would rush to join the army because of the stinky saying, "This man should be a good general in the country!"

Thinking about it, my mother was right: "I have been a big-headed soldier for more than ten years, and I have always been a hot-headed soldier. It would be fine if I didn't make it well. I'll let my son realize your dream of being a general! I really shouldn't let you take your son to Wudang Mountain to incense."

The result was good. Tao Ping participated in an internal test in the army just after arriving in the third month. It was said that it was the so-called "National 965 Human Potential Research and Test Project". What's going on?

This test is amazing. The soldiers can't be regarded as a soldier immediately. They immediately change their jobs and no longer have to go on five kilometers of cross-country every day. They go directly to the "Cadres Special Training Class" of the National Security Administration. After three years of rigorous training, Tao Ping successfully graduated with the first place in the current period.

So, don’t look at Tao Ping’s grade, but has a lot of experience: he has been a soldier, stood guard, and joined the party with a virginity. This is because of this so-called “virgin rogue incident” Tao Ping was honorably expelled from the party by "in the name". Is it necessary to work?

Exit Bei if you are expelled!

I have shot guns, played cannons, been in jail, and took photos with death row prisoners. I have been locked in the same cell with a tomb robber called "Pangolin" for more than a month. Of course, this is also a work-to-find a magical formula for explosives for the organization.

The instructor said that our industry is to obtain the most valuable information for the country, so you have to play different roles every day. Today you may be a prisoner, tomorrow you may be a wealthy man, and the day after tomorrow you may still be a hooligan. You cannot have friends, even if your closest relatives don’t know what you are really doing, everything you do is for work needs! The country needs, so you must be calm, calm, and calm again.

Besides, of course, these things cannot be said about them. Isn’t there any organizational discipline?

"Ah!" I don't know who made the scream.

In the beautiful memories, Tao Ping was interrupted by a sudden scream. He saw a Japanese man dressed as a detonator and shouting in Mandarin with a detonator, "No one is allowed to move a hijacking machine, otherwise everyone will die together after thirty seconds!" As he said that, the despicable man revealed the bomb tied to his body.

Seeing that hand was still shaking, Tao Ping stood up and asked in a standard Taipei accent Mandarin, "Hey! Brother, you are the "Wanwan National Construction Association"! We are comrades, I am He Ahu, "Wanwan National Construction Association". Where are you? Gao's name?"

"I am Yang Wei of the "Wanwan National Founding Congress"" replied the wretched man.

"Then we are comrades!"

Seeing that the vulgar man began to believe himself, Tao Ping felt really funny. This vulgar man seemed to have no idea what the so-called "the leader of the dragon who saw the head but not the tail" He Ahu was drowned in Taichung by the "sharp knife group" led by him five days ago.

However, the most important thing now is to remove the bomb on the wretched man.

"But..." Tao Ping said and walked towards the vulgar man. After all, he was on the plane, and the two were only five or six meters apart.

I heard the wretched man screaming "Ah". The detonator in the wretched man's hand was taken off by Tao Ping, and then the bomb on the wretched man's body emitted "Tick, Tick..."

"Damn it, fingerprint recognition! Flight attendant, open the cabin door!" Tao Ping shouted.

As everyone screamed at me, our hero rushed towards the cabin door with the vulgar man in his arms. Just as the people in a daze understood what was going on, Tao Ping was already holding the vulgar man and jumped down the moment the cabin door opened.

I believe no one will notice that the moment Tao Ping jumped out of the cabin door and pushed open the wretched man, a purple light hole appeared above our hero's head and quickly disappeared into the vast night sky. However, after that, the loud "boom" sound and the powerful vibration that lasted for nearly a minute, made the more than 300 people on the plane feel precious.

Perhaps Tao Ping would never know that his action scenes in less than two minutes had been recorded forever by the twenty-four high-definition cameras in the plane, and in the next three days it frequently appeared in various commentary programs of major news media in various countries such as CCTV, bbc, and CNN;

Perhaps Tao Ping would never know that on the third day after that, the Nine members of the Political Bureau of the Central Committee made an exception and appeared at the memorial meeting of the "People's Hero Tao Ping"...

Perhaps Tao Ping would never know that at the seventh day after that, the "Bay Bay Congress Founding" was officially classified as an international terrorist organization...

In fact, Tao Ping could not have had to hold the vulgar man and jump to the machine, but the situation at that time was that the vulgar man was as famous as his name. "Tick, tick..." sounded completely impotence, and he was still holding Tao Ping tightly, crying: "Brother, save me, brother, save me! I don't want to die!! I don't want to die! That bastard hurt me so much, and he said he was using a fake bomb..." In the chaos at that time...

"It really hurts so much! Didn't I jump off the machine with a wretched man in my arms? It's so hard that I'm not dead yet?"

This was the first feeling when Tao Ping woke up. He touched his hands - still there, touched his feet - also there, just wrapped in thick gauze, untied his pants, and saw that the dick was still there, and it was still more brilliant and tall and mighty than before. He pinched his thighs, it hurts so much - he wasn't dreaming.

Haha! I jumped from an altitude of 8,000 meters and didn't even fall to death! He is so fucking lucky, and my ancestors bless you!

Thank God, thank God, thank God, and thank Buddha Tathagata. Soon Tao Ping greeted all the great gods he could remember.

Now I have to get up and move. The first joint is painful after whirling down my body, and my other things, wallets, IDs, and mobile phones are still on the plane! This is what Tao Ping wants to do right now.

Tao Ping tried hard to adapt himself to the pungent smell of disinfectant. After looking around, he seemed to be lying on a hospital bed in a hospital. The yellow rubber tube and glass container were assembled into an old infusion device that seemed to have injected liquid for himself. The decoration that could only be seen in movies made Tao Ping feel a little scared. Which is the right one?

"Is anyone?" Tao Ping tried hard to get himself up and tried to shout.

Then, a group of people rushed in from outside amid the shouts of "Mr. Tao is awake!"

Looking at the two men in long gowns who can only appear in movies in the Republic of China, Tao Ping tried hard to suppress the thoughts in his heart, "Damn it, what are you doing? Have you traveled through time!"

But his unscrupulous head suddenly hurt again, which made him unable to control his standing body for a while, so he fell heavily on the floor and fainted.

But at the moment when he lost consciousness, he clearly heard someone shouting, "Call Dr. Thomas!"

Then, in the next ten days, Tao Ping fell into a coma three times, but these three times were Tao paperbacks, but Tao Ping still affirmed three things: one is that "self" has not died yet, but his body is not his former body, but a young man in Shenyang who has the same name and surname as himself but is three years younger than him; the other is that "self" has actually traveled to Shanghai during the War of Resistance Against Japan. It is precisely that when the Japanese army first occupied Shanghai, ten years old in 1937 AD

Shanghai in February; third, the former self-"Shenyang Taoping" twenty days ago, in the British Concession in Shanghai, Jackson, a military officer from the US Consulate in Shanghai, was rescued from the frightened horse's hooves, but was seriously injured. He got his head on the street lamp pole on the side of the road, and was sent to the crematorium by the person who was hunting the house in the British Concession as a dead person. Although he successfully "scamdled" before being pushed into the crematorium, he left a serious disability - amnesia.

Thinking about my parents in another time and space and my stupid brother who is always full of moms, looking at the strange and slightly childish test in the mirror, our classmate Tao suddenly became confused.

"What should I do? What should I do? What should I do?" Tao Ping kept asking himself.

Through some of the memories of "Shenyang Tao Ping" that still existed in my mind, Tao Ping learned that his former self, "Shenyang Tao Ping", was a miserable child since childhood. He had no parents at the age of five, had no relatives or trust, and was taken in by an old monk with the name "Wu Ming".

However, this "nameless" old monk is a real master. He uses Vajra Fist to be superb. Before becoming a monk, he was a famous cold-blooded killer in Beijing and Tianjin in the late Qing Dynasty and early Republic of China. He was nicknamed "Jade-faced Yama". However, the consequences came from fate to convert to Buddhism and took in Tao. He was usually an old man in his sixties.

Although the "Wuming" old monk is nearly 70 years old, he has not lost his skills at all. Through the memory of "Tao Ping in Chenyang", Tao Ping learned that when Wuming was 75 years old, this old man could still break a bluestone tablet with one punch. I can imagine how brave the old man was back then.

Of course, the former owner of his body, "Chenyang Tao Ping", also became the only successor of Vajra Fist Kung Fu in this world.

Later, the "September 18 Incident" broke out. With the encouragement of the 81-year-old unknown monk, "Tao Ping of Chenyang", even surrendered to the Northeast Army of the Young Marshal.

However, within a few days, the Northeast Army retreated without fighting, so he left a small pass. When he returned to the temple, he found that the nameless old monk committed suicide angrily because he was dissatisfied with Chairman Chiang's "non-resistance policy."

Then, with a letter left by the unknown old monk on his deathbed, the 19-year-old Tao Ping found a small position in Shanghai National Library and a librarian.

But what Tao Ping couldn't understand the most was why God chose himself alone? Is it the confusion of history? Is it the arrangement of fate? Or the teasing of God? Is it really the main story in the dark?

Could it be that the stinky old Taoist in Wudang Mountain said that he would achieve great achievements - "This son should be a good general of the country!"

I was already dead before, but now I have to survive.

"What to do? What to do? What to do? What to do? What to do?" Tao Ping asked himself countless times.

After staring at this strange face in the mirror countless times, Tao Ping finally decided that no matter what his ending would be, even if he suddenly lost his soul, he should do something for the country and nation on the verge of destruction. After thinking through this level, Tao Ping was confused and cheerful.

Fortunately, Jackson is a gentleman who knows how to repay kindness. He has taken good care of this Chinese life-saving benefactor who is half a head taller than himself.

So in the next half month, under Jackson's arrangement, Tao Ping's so-called "lost" memory was quickly partially restored, and Tao Ping, who was born optimistic, gradually dissolved into this turbulent era.

On a sunny morning, Tao Ping took the initiative to find Jackson.

"Dear Mr. Jackson, I think my health has been fully restored. I think I should do what men should do!" Tao Ping said.

"Oh, Mr. Tao, this is two thousand dollars in cash. I hope to compensate you for the losses over the past month. At the same time, I personally hope that you will not leave me. You are my lucky star. Without you, I am afraid that I will have already lie in the cold coffin. I sincerely invite you to work at our US Consulate in Shanghai in China." Jackson said.

"There is a saying in China that is called 'A gentleman loves money and gets it well'. I cannot accept your cash. Thank you very much for your trust in me, but I am a Chinese, and my country and nation are in danger. I have the responsibility and obligation to rescue my country and people. If you really want to repay me, please provide me with some American weapons, and I will be grateful." Tao Ping said firmly.

"Mr. Tao, you really make me admire you more and more. You are a real Chinese soldier, a real man, and I am also a soldier. I feel the same way you feel now. I can fully understand your mood. It just so happens that I have something you need here, so please don't be polite." Jackson said knowingly.

Next, our student Tao Ping was not polite.

So, Thomson submachine gun, M1 "Garland" semi-automatic rifle, 1911 point four-5 caliber Bronning pistol, and markii grenade became the standard configuration of my classmates Tao Ping.

Of course, as a professional heavy sniper Tao Ping who has been simultaneous to 12.7 mm, that m1 is still too simplified.

So, Tao Ping made some minor improvements to the m1 "Garland" semi-automatic rifle, equipped with a four-fold optical scope and muffler. At the same time, he made this improvement to the butt stock to make it lighter and more in line with his own gun-use habits, making it a more professional sniper rifle.

Although the overall weight is more than three or two heavier than the original m1, its current accuracy is incomparable to the original m1. It has no ammunition within 800 meters. If you want to use special sniper ammunition, 1,200 meters should not be a problem.

"Mr. Tao, you are such a talented designer!" When Tao Ping showed the improved m1 in front of Jackson, Jackson involuntarily extended his thumb and said.

Just like that, after a brief farewell to the American gentleman, Tao Ping and his m1 disappeared among the vast crowd in Shanghai.

In the past month, the head of Toshio Toshio of the Shanghai Garrison Command has had a headache because as of the morning, twenty-three imperial warriors and seven Chinese "Veterans" who cooperated with the Imperial Army were shot and killed by a mysterious gunman in the downtown area of ​​Shanghai.

You should know how bad the impact was that he was shot in the downtown area of ​​Shanghai. This caused a huge challenge to the Japanese army that had just occupied Shanghai and also put a lot of psychological pressure on the Japanese officers and soldiers stationed in Shanghai.

Moreover, not only that, twenty-five days ago, the Imperial Bank of Japan's vault in Hongkou was also robbed by the gunman. Fortunately, no one died, but the loss was huge. The gold alone was more than 430 taels, including the other total amount of more than 1 million US dollars. What is the number of more than 1 million US dollars? You should know that at present, the most advanced German fighter jets are only priced at 100,000 US dollars. In other words, at least more than ten aircraft were stolen this time. The case is not only not solved, but there is no clue.

Strangely, all kinds of signs indicate that there is only one perpetrator in this case, and the perpetrator also used a method of quickly digging tunnels that no one knows. According to the blasting experts in the army, it is to mix explosives with unknown substances in a certain proportion, and push the soil around through the explosion of explosives. Finally, it can be able to open the tunnel without having to take out soil. In addition, the thief is also proficient in lock-opening techniques. The three anti-theft doors specially introduced from Switzerland were cracked by him with a light machine.

But I knew nothing about this mysterious gunman. The only thing I knew now was that this mysterious gunman might be a professional soldier, using a US-made 7.62-caliber m1 "Garland" semi-automatic rifle. Moreover, the shooting skills were amazing. Every time the patrol team ambushed the Imperial Army was five to six hundred meters away. Every time, they could successfully shoot one to three Imperial Army soldiers from the crowd coming and going on the street. Every time they fired the gun, they ran away. The hunted people were often shot in the head and killed on the spot. There were very few second shots, so they pose a great threat to the Imperial Army patrol team.

What worries him even more was that various legends of this mysterious gunman had been circulated among the citizens of Shanghai, which made some Chinese who were originally preparing to cooperate with the Imperial Army stop moving closer to the Imperial Army.

Because no one can guarantee that he will not be the eighth or ninth "Veteran" under this mysterious gun.

But in the past week, the mysterious gunman has evaporated from the air and has never taken action again, which has made Toshino Toshino, the head of Toshino, very nervous.

Min's surprisingly calmness actually seemed to him to hide a greater crisis. Based on his personal analysis, the mysterious gunman seemed to have a bigger goal and was preparing for this moment.

Now, he had to strengthen the security mechanisms of major key personnel to prevent accidents, and sent plainclothes to various places where the Imperial Army patrol passed through key areas where the gunmen might be hidden.

Now, in the Shanghai Paramount nightclub, Tao Ping was sitting at the table drinking coffee. No one would have thought that this gentle and elegant young gentleman would be a cold-blooded killer that made Japanese officers and soldiers, and traitors all over the world despise him.

Since Tao Ping successfully opened the Imperial Bank of Japan in Hongkou twenty-five days ago, his life has been very comfortable. He bought a house and a car, and he has lived a great life!

All of this has to be thanked to the "pangolin" who was locked in the same cell as him during his internship in his previous life. If it weren't for the explosive recipe he left for himself temporarily, he wouldn't have dug out the one-meter-diameter and forty-meter-long fortune tunnel within twelve hours without anyone knowing it.
To be continued...