Spy Wars: I am the Captain of the Military Police

Chapter 1194 Charge Through! Open a Gap

Just as Chen Gongshu and the others were fighting desperately, a burst of dense gunfire suddenly rang out behind them. Not only was the density far greater than the previous gunfire, but it was also mixed with the distinctive "rat-a-tat-tat" sound of Thompson submachine guns. The firepower was as fierce as a flood that had burst its banks, instantly tearing the night apart and causing dust to fall from the alley walls.

Chen Gongshu's heart sank. He quickly pressed his body against the cold, damp wall and looked in the direction from which the gunshots came.

In the darkness, only the faint streaks of light left by bullets cutting through the darkness and the distant flickering fire could be seen. The firepower was at least that of a reinforced Japanese squad, but judging from the types of firearms, they were definitely not those of the regular Japanese troops.

"You also notified others!" Chen Gongshu suddenly turned his head, his eyes glaring at Zhao Guangyuan beside him like icy blades. His finger was already on the trigger of his pistol, his tone full of suppressed anger and anxiety: "Zhao Guangyuan, you're confused! This is a trap carefully laid by the Japanese army. Do you know that by doing this, they want to bury everyone in the Military Intelligence Bureau's Beiping Station here!"

Zhao Guangyuan trembled at his glare, instinctively taking a half-step back, his face full of confusion and panic. He quickly shook his head and protested, "No, Station Chief Chen!"

He wiped the sweat and dust from his face, his voice trembling almost imperceptibly: "I didn't notify anyone else, there shouldn't have been anyone else there to meet me!"

As he spoke, he followed Chen Gongshu's gaze toward the direction of the gunshot, his brows furrowing tightly.

At first, he was just confused, but as the gunshots became clearer, his expression gradually became serious, and the bewilderment in his eyes was replaced by shock.

In the gunfire, besides the rapid-fire of the Thompson submachine gun, there was another, more oppressive sound: the firing of the Czech ZB-26 light machine gun.

The rhythm of "rat-a-tat-tat" was steady yet fierce, each shot accompanied by a vibration in the air, making people's eardrums buzz.

"No, these aren't our brothers. Our station isn't equipped with machine guns at all! Could it be..." Zhao Guangyuan's expression changed.

Chen Gongshu's expression grew increasingly grim; he had guessed it too.

Not far away, at the corner of the alley, a group of figures dressed in black night clothes were launching a fierce attack on the Japanese army.

They were agile and swift, clearly highly trained agents.

The leader was tall and straight, maintaining his posture even amidst the chaos of the battlefield. His eyes were as sharp as a hawk's, and he gripped a Thompson submachine gun tightly in his hand. The muzzle flashed, and each shot precisely suppressed the Japanese firing positions.

The moment Chen Gongshu saw the man's face, his heart sank to the bottom, feeling even heavier than when he was surrounded by the Japanese army, and even his breathing became labored.

The leader was none other than Qi Anzhi, the captain of the squad specially sent by the Military Intelligence Bureau to assassinate Wang Kemin.

Damn it! Why did he bring people with him?!

Countless thoughts flashed through Chen Gongshu's mind in an instant, and he felt both angry and anxious.

He never expected that Qi Anzhi would appear with his team at this time.

Qi Anzhi's squad was tasked with assassinating Wang Kemin, the chairman of the puppet North China Political Affairs Committee.

He had clearly instructed Qi Anzhi to stand by and prepare for the assassination, so why did he suddenly appear in this trap set by the Japanese army?

At this moment, Qi Anzhi was dressed in a black trench coat that accentuated his tall and straight figure. His bangs were damp with sweat and stuck to his forehead, but this did not affect his judgment in the slightest.

His Thompson submachine gun spewed fire as he methodically directed his squad to attack, his voice carrying through the gunfire to each member: "Machine gunners, take up positions and suppress the Japanese armored vehicles!"

Two men on the left flank, flank out and clear the machine gun positions at the alley entrance! Right flank, provide cover, don't give the Japanese a chance to counterattack!

Qi Anzhi's squad members had a clear division of labor, and each of them held a Thompson submachine gun, making their firepower extremely fierce.

The most conspicuous thing was the two Czech light machine guns in the middle of the squad, which were set up by two team members on a makeshift position made of wooden boxes and stone slabs, with the muzzles pointed at the direction of the Japanese army and firing wildly.

The machine gun bullets were incredibly powerful, raining down on the Japanese troops like a storm. They struck the armored vehicles with dull thuds, leaving deep bullet holes on the once smooth armor plates. Some bullets even penetrated the weakest points, causing gasps of alarm inside the vehicles.

The Japanese soldiers were caught off guard by the sudden and intense firepower and could not lift their heads. They scrambled to hide behind armored vehicles and around corners in the alleyways, not daring to charge rashly.

Several Japanese soldiers who tried to peek out to fight back were shot accurately by members of Qi Anzhi's squad as soon as they showed half their bodies. They screamed and fell to the ground, their blood instantly staining the bluestone pavement beneath their feet.

The Japanese commander roared orders from inside the armored vehicle, attempting to organize a counterattack, but under the suppressive fire of Qi Anzhi's squad, he was unable to form an effective offensive formation.

With sharp eyes, Qi Anzhi constantly observed the battlefield situation. Taking advantage of a gap in the Japanese army's suppression, he decisively ordered: "Charge! Open a breach and provide support for Station Chief Chen!"

Before he finished speaking, he stood up first and rushed into the depths of the alley like a cheetah, his Thompson submachine gun still firing continuously to cover the advance of his teammates behind him.

The team members followed closely behind, their movements swift and efficient, their teamwork impeccable.

Some team members were responsible for providing cover, constantly firing in the direction of the Japanese troops to prevent them from pursuing.

Some team members were responsible for charging forward, advancing quickly, and clearing out the remaining Japanese troops along the way.

Some team members were specifically tasked with observing the surroundings, remaining vigilant against possible Japanese ambushes.

As expected of a team that fought its way out of the mountains of corpses and seas of blood in Nanjing, they maintained an extremely high level of tactical proficiency even when facing Japanese troops several times their size.

But on the battlefield, life and death often hang in the balance in an instant.

Just as the squad was about to break through the first line of Japanese defense, the Japanese grenade launchers suddenly launched an attack.

"Whoosh—... Boom!"

Two grenade launcher shells landed in the middle of the squad with a sharp whistling sound, followed by a violent explosion that sent flames soaring into the sky and shrapnel and debris flying everywhere.

The two team members who were at the forefront had no time to dodge and their bodies were instantly engulfed by the flames.

After the explosion, the two men lay on the ground, lifeless. Blood flowed through the cracks in the bluestone slabs, staining a large area of ​​the ground red. The air was filled with a strong smell of blood and gunpowder.

Seeing their comrade sacrifice, a trace of grief flashed in the eyes of the remaining team members, but their steps did not falter at all; instead, they rushed forward even more swiftly.

Retreating at this moment would not only fail to save Chen Gongshu, but would also betray the fallen comrades. Only by breaking through the Japanese encirclement could the mission be completed and the souls of the fallen comrades be comforted.