Half of the county police force was temporarily transferred to the Xinglong Town concentration camp. Because it was nighttime duty, there were even fewer people on duty. As for the combat effectiveness of the police officers... it was not as good as that of the detective team. However, the attackers were nine well-trained standard soldiers. The poor lighting and the corners of the corridors were the best killing grounds for the Mauser pistol, and the firepower performance was brought to the extreme.
After the gunshots, there was almost no stopping. Each three-person team always had a gun firing wildly. The terrifying continuous roar alone was enough to make the opponents lose the will to resist and become stunned.
As soon as Tian Sanqi's group rushed into the gate, they saw continuous flashes of gunfire in the passage on the side of the police building. Tang Dagou and the other three climbed over the wall and started a battle with the patrol police in the backyard, fighting like firecrackers.
With a bang, a dishevelled figure rushed out of the bungalow on the side in panic, holding up his pants. Tian Sanqi, who was rushing towards the passage, looked back in shock. Chen Chong's revolver had already started firing, firing seven shots at the target who had no time to understand the situation. Xiao Jia then ran up and stared at the twitching figure lying in the dark, until Chen Chong, who was running, reloaded bullets into the magazine that was not empty, and turned back to shout at him: "Where are you looking! Don't stop!"
Tang Dagou fired one shot after another as if he didn't even take a breath until his magazine was empty. Then he raised his gun and fired again. The muzzle flames from his rapid shots flashed his persistent and serious face. The patrolmen were suppressed to the point that they didn't even have the courage to fight back. They either hid behind boxes or crawled into the stinking ditch crying.
While reloading, Tang Dagou turned around and recognized Tian Sanqi running towards him. He immediately jumped out of the bunker. He started walking along the left side of the passage before he finished reloading his bullets: "You useless bastard! Come on now!"
Crazy! The useless man reluctantly left his cover position and rushed to the right wall under the fire support of Yier. It was obvious that Tian Sanqi's group was about to catch up. It would be more stable for two groups to push together. Besides, the original plan was that the two groups would alternately cover each other. This mad dog was obviously trying to steal the limelight! What a pity! I wished that this mad dog would die in battle quickly, but the enemy's counterattack was pitifully weak. What a pity!
After Xiao Hongying's group entered the gate, they went straight to the main building. This two-story new building faced the police station's main entrance across the open space in the yard.
I don't know whether the door of the building opened inwards, anyway, Wu Shitou, who was rushing in at the front, lowered one shoulder and rushed in, followed by Wang Xiaosan, and lastly a small black shadow with his small shoes swinging high.
As soon as Xiao Hongying entered the building, she shouted, "Keep an eye on the gate! You idiot, load the magazine for him!"
Wang Xiaosan stopped, kicked open an office door nearby, ran to the window facing the main gate and knelt on one knee. With a sound of broken glass, the honeycomb-shaped muzzle of a machine gun was placed directly on the windowsill. Two vague figures had appeared at the gate, each holding a long rifle with a bayonet and rushing into the yard. They were the Japanese military police on duty at the gate separated by a wall. They were the closest and arrived first.
The machine gun immediately began to roar, spreading its trajectory into the darkness, crossing the open space and fiercely sweeping towards the target. A wave of bullets whistled into the wall, stirring up the dirt on the ground, mixed with the occasional whistling sound of shooting into the target. In a blink of an eye, nearly thirty bullet casings rolled to the floor inside the window, and the lingering sound of clinking and donging lingered in the air.
Xiao Hongying did not stop, she continued to run in the corridor, wearing a traitor's outfit and holding a Mauser pistol, with the wooden holster slung over her back and swinging back and forth exaggeratedly as she ran. When she entered the door, she saw a light on in a window on the second floor. Fox had said that it was the night shift guarding the phone, and if he was killed, the building would be cleared.
Don't be fooled by the young age of the young thief. He has committed numerous face-to-face and close-range murders and is a heinous criminal. With a gun in her hand, she rushed towards the stairs like the wind with her pigtails fluttering. After a few leaps and bounds, she was already at the corner of the stairs on the second floor. She did not stick her head towards the corridor on the second floor, but crawled on the ground first, holding the gun in both hands in front of her body ready to fire, and then moved sideways to the corner little by little. The bursts of fierce shooting downstairs and outside the building could not affect her concentration like a hunter.
However, the dark corridor in front of the gun was empty, with no target in sight and no one breathing.
So the little thief patiently climbed up without lowering the gun, and tried to stick as close to one side of the wall as possible, moving forward step by step, with her toes landing on the ground first at every step, as light as a cat and as sneaky as a mouse, with a gloomy face and a furrowed brows, she passed through one door after another, slowly memorizing them in her mind.
Suddenly, a voice came faintly: "... Hey, hey, hey! Why haven't you arrived yet... Hey! Do you want me to tell you eight hundred times that this is the police station..."
With his pigtails shaking and his ears pricked up, the little thief could no longer hold back and with a ferocious look on his face, he rushed to the door of his target, looked at the door and took two steps back, then suddenly exerted force to jump two feet high and kicked out fiercely!
Bang—the door is still the door, not moving at all.
Plop—so she kicked her light little body back and fell heavily on her back with stars in her eyes!
Bang, bang, bang... Gunshots suddenly rang out from inside the door, and the sound was deafening even from outside. Bullet holes appeared on the door, and the bullets that shot out of the holes hit the wall opposite the door fiercely, and the dust flew everywhere, and the face of the thief who fell on the ground was covered with ashes. He coughed awkwardly and regained consciousness. Was this a tactical mistake? Or a strategic mistake? She couldn't figure it out.
He crawled away from the target door, hating himself for not having a grenade. He hurriedly tried to open every door nearby. Finally, he found a room to enter. He carried out files and notebooks, and piles of papers, and piled them in front of the target door. Later, even drawers and chairs were used. The papers were ignited first, and the flames spread quickly.
Then he walked into the room closest to the target, gently opened the window, took off the wooden holster on his back, inserted it into the Mauser pistol handle to form a buttstock, lay on the windowsill with the gun in place, leaned out of the window, tilted his neck, stared at the window where the target was, and waited quietly.
I thought I would have to wait a few minutes, but a dozen seconds later, a figure jumped out of the window, fell to the dark ground outside the first floor, and had to climb up again in a hurry.
"You are so shameless and you are still running!"
Her anger finally found an outlet, so the gun in her hand kept firing, and she emptied the magazine at that vague target!
The target was confused for a moment before he died. He didn't understand why he was said to be shameless. Therefore, he couldn't close his eyes after he died. In fact, it was a mop that caused all this.
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Captain Maeda didn't even have time to put on his military uniform. He appeared downstairs holding only a saber, his face pale with anger. At present, there were almost no soldiers in the gendarmerie, most of whom were busy in the Xinglong Town concentration camp. The sentries hurriedly gathered together to form a squad of about ten people. He immediately waved his hand and reinforced the police force. This place was the closest to them, separated by a wall, so as many people as possible had to be reinforced.
He then gave the order to gather those disheveled civilian gendarmes to form a temporary second team.
More than a dozen Japanese gendarmes hurried out of the gendarmerie gate with bayonets in hand, and soon arrived at the gate of the police station. As soon as the one in front appeared, a machine gun in a window on the first floor of the police station roared, and at the same time, there were flashes of fire from a window on the second floor. The three gendarmes in the front fell on the spot, and the rest hurriedly avoided to the sides of the outer wall of the gate and could not rush in!
Inside the gendarmerie, the clerical squad was hastily formed. All of them had no time to put on their clothes. Some were holding boxes or knives, standing in a row, looking at Maeda in panic.
Just as the furious Maeda was about to wave his hand, there was a sudden burst of gunfire from the west direction of the city, and everyone at the scene was stunned.
"Go inform the garrison to abandon the police team and go through the west gate instead!"
This order was uttered hysterically in bird language, tearing through the night and soaring into the sky, awakening the entire city in darkness, and the lingering sound is still lingering...