Chinese people like internal fighting, which is well known. This is the weakness of the Chinese nationality. There are rumors that one Chinese is a dragon, three Chinese become insects. One Japanese is a pig, three Japanese become dragons. There is also a more vivid story. It is about the British running, and the people behind admire the people in front very much; the American running, and the people behind want to catch up with the people in front; the Japanese running, and the people behind are still in the process of this race.

Among them, we are studying how to surpass the people ahead in the next race; and when the Chinese race, when the gunfire sounds, the athletes in the race will wrestle together until only one person is left, and this person slowly moves to the podium. This is a story that is slandering to the Chinese. We put aside its views and tendencies, and we will change it if there is, and we will encourage it to treat this story correctly. It can be said that what we say is reasonable to the national character of several countries.

At this time, the internal strife between Ding Mo and Li Shiqun on No. 76 is in full swing. Li Shiqun now deeply regrets pushing Ding Mo to the front desk and his decision to command behind the scenes. Ding Moyi became the manager of the black store and had political capital, and he actually hooked up with Wang Jingwei. This was not only Li Shiqun did not expect, but Ding Mo was also unexpected. Li Shiqun did not know Wang Jingwei, a big traitor in the past, and even if he had great power, he could not get it online. So as soon as Wang Jingwei arrived in Shanghai, Li asked someone to pass on a long letter of ten thousand words to Wang Jingwei, introducing himself that Ding Mo was a "spokes". He was the boss, and Ding was just the one he used. At the same time, in order to please Wang Jingwei, everything was done in front of Ding Mo, showing his wish as a pioneer. He felt that this was not enough, and he had to cultivate his strength. To attack the other party, he gradually transferred the real power to his own side...

Even though Li Shiqun was so excited, in Wang Jingwei's eyes, the director of the fake agent headquarters was Ding Mo after all. Not Li Shiqun. In terms of showing power, he could only recognize Ding but not Li Shiqun. Therefore, before "returning to the capital", Wang Jingwei prepared to use Ding Mo as the Minister of Social Affairs and the Minister of Pseudo Police in order to make the fake police agent. Li Shiqun had to be the "secondary director" who was in the side room like he was the deputy director of the fake agent headquarters. Ding and Li had a conflict of interests, so he was in a tense situation.

Ding Mo couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed when he saw Li Shiqun's strength. But he gave the title of pseudo-police minister to Zhou Fohai. Li Shiqun saw that he had knocked down the flesh and bones from his opponent's mouth, but Ding Mo broke the dog food bowl, which made no one eat it. He felt depressed and desperately wanted to kick Ding Mo out of No. 76, showing his strength and also exclaiming resentment.

It was at this time that Wu Ming and Chen Mo took preparation and started a fierce attack on No. 76.

Starting from Xinkangli in Caojiadu, along Jisifeier Road to Difeng Road, near Qiuyuan east of Urumqi North Road, there are all kinds of sporadic vendors, all of which are the "sentiaries" and "sentiaries" of No. 76. People often contact and convey the situation to make up for the lack of warning, so vendors near No. 76 are all unlucky spies.

"Kill all the people on this street first." Chen Mo pointed outside. "The situation has been cleared, there are six in total. This time I have gathered the elite troops and secretly walked through the Suzhou River to transport a batch of weapons from the Zhongyi National Salvation Army."

Wu Ming nodded, took out a grenade launcher from the box, and fiddled with it, "I'll follow your command, you can fight whatever you say."

Chen Mo smiled, "You don't have to take action today. When we can really get closer to Gate No. 76, it's time for you to show off. Okay, the time is coming, and it's about to start."

The sun was half exposed on the horizon, and the red clouds showed their last glory weakly.

Two cars drove over, about ten meters apart, and the curtains were hanging low. When they drove to the middle of the street, they suddenly slowed down, and the windows were quickly shaken down, and several black muzzles stretched out.

"Dadadada..." "Dadadada..." Military Commission agents used the shell gun, revolver, and Huama in their hands to fire violently, and bullets sprinkled at targets on the roadside like rain.

"Oh!" Wu Ming saw a classic scene in the movie through the scope. The human body trembled violently like an electric shock, and then fell to the ground heavily. He couldn't help but screamed in excitement. These agents No. 76 who were about to close the stall and get off work never expected to be so fierce and blatantly attacked. Unpredictable, they suffered heavy casualties and were caught off guard. Only one of them took out his pistol and before he could aim at shooting, he was shot into a sieve by more than a dozen bullets.

"Not bad." Wu Ming praised: "Where does the bit-breaking knock have this effect? ​​If you use personnel and weapons in a concentrated manner, you have broken through the boundary of sneaking cold guns in the city."

"The change in thinking mode may surprise No. 76." Chen Mo held a telescope with relish and admired his masterpiece.

Wu Ming nodded with a smile. It was very interesting and had a bit of a gangster fire in later movies.

The two cars began to accelerate, turned to the right at the intersection, leaving behind a messy stall and a few bloody corpses.

"Go away." Chen Mo started the car, "Use the guy in your hand to blow up the silty iron shop!"

"Not good!" Wu Ming refused: "Keep this thing for now, so you can't prepare No. 76 in advance. I'm carrying a rifle, and I'm just right to practice my marksmanship."

"It's up to you." Chen Mo chuckled softly, "After this operation, not only will No. 7 be frightened, but the police station may not dare to provoke us again in the future."

"When will the things given to the newspaper be published?" Wu Ming asked.

"I will be in the newspaper tomorrow morning." Chen Mo replied: "That is, I will issue a letter of war, or declare war. We will never die with No. 76. Moreover, because it is a spontaneous action, the concession authorities cannot put pressure on Chongqing."

Under the wall near the west end of Hua Village, No. 76, when the former guard captain Wu Shibao was alive, he asked someone to build a wooden house, sent a few small spies to open a white iron shop as a cover.

Chen Mo followed Wu Ming's instructions and stopped the car from afar and watched Wu Ming take out the modified mid-formal rifle with interest.

"This is the scope I installed myself." Wu Ming pointed out: "The conditions are limited and not very solid. I guess it will loosen if I shoot more than a dozen bullets."

"You only know that this game is great after you have used it." Chen Mo sighed: "Long-range shooting is hard to defend. I have begun to train sharpshooters, and I have also made requests to Chongqing to get a few rifles with scopes."

"Strictly speaking, this is called a sniper, which is different from a sharpshooter." Wu Ming picked up the gun and began to aim at the figure in front of the white iron shop.

"Liu Geqing is fascinated by this and hopes you have a chance to give him some advice." Chen Mo said sincerely.

Wu Ming took a deep breath without answering, and steadily trapped the target.

With a dull gunshot, the bullet quickly flew out of the gun chamber and hit a small spy in the stomach.

In the telescope, Chen Mo saw the little spy staggering, looked down at the wound, and then slowly fell to the ground.

"The scope is pretending to be biased." Wu Ming whispered: "Now there is no time to correct it again, so I have to calculate it according to my error, and I guess I've hit it."

"It's just a small error. I think he's going to survive." Chen Mo held up the telescope and comforted him.

The other two spies pulled out their pistols and hid themselves, looking around to find the attacker's location, shouting at each other. They could not have imagined that someone was shooting at them at a distance of more than 400 meters, but they found nothing in sight. One spy shouted loudly, meaning to ask the other guy to pay attention to the cover, and he bent his waist and ran towards the seriously injured and fell to the ground.

"!" Another bullet flew out, and the corrected trajectory became much more accurate, and it hit the guy's chin directly. He immediately covered his broken chin, spit out a few broken teeth, and fell down.

"It's still a little low." Wu Ming murmured to himself, pushing another bullet, and patiently waiting for the last guy to reveal his head.

The seriously injured spy no longer had the strength to cry for help. He was bleeding too much and could only close his eyes and pant in pain. Another spy whose chin had been cracked was slowly crawling back with pain.

"!" Wu Ming shot another shot, this time very accurately. The bullet shot into his left eye socket and a bloody flower burst out. Chen Mo clearly saw that the spy's left eye burst out, connected by the glands, and was dragged bloodily on his face.

"Let's go!" Wu Ming put down his gun, "The purpose has been basically achieved. It's not a bad thing to leave that guy to No. 76."

Chen Mo put down the telescope and started the car, "Liu Geqing is a good man, brave enough and loyal enough, and will never betray his own people." He still did not give up on his thoughts of letting Wu Ming teach Liu Geqing.

"Let him be with me next time!" Wu Ming said without raising his head, packing up his weapons.
Chapter completed!