Battle of the Third Reich

People didn't know what was happening at the beginning. The scene was full of vocals, and the gunshot was not particularly prominent. People who were far away thought that firecrackers were being fired here, and the celebration was normal, and wondering why it was dumb as soon as it sounded, and then they saw all the people on the street starting to run wildly.

The screams of police detectives and bodyguards are mixed with the screams of women and children, and there are continuous messy gunshots, and the citizens scatter their heads and run away. Because no one stood up to maintain order in the first place, panic spread like a virus in the crowd, and the scene fell into hopeless chaos.

Speaking of Shanghai, the people in the city have seen the market. During the Songhu Anti-Japanese War, they saw what death was. Many people had witnessed the bombing of Japanese bombers. After the war between Wang Pseudo and Chongqing’s secret agents began, shooting and killing people on the street had already become Everyday meal.

But there were too many people on the scene today, and the panic sentiment spread out like dominoes. Soon even the calmest people started to be afraid. No one said what happened, but the surrounding scene made They instinctively want to leave quickly.

A circle around the door of the Chinachem Hotel is like an ant nest poured with boiling water. All eyes are on the running Shanghainese. What makes the concession patrols on the scene feel desperate is that the assassin is taking advantage of the chaos. After swaying in the crowd, the track has been completely lost at the moment.

The German Marshal and VIPs were immediately escorted into the hotel lobby. Colonel Fabre of the French Concession Patrol Room worried that the other party also had the same party. He ordered 20 Annan patrols with rifles to set up a defense line at the door and ordered any unidentified people. Ignore the warning and approach the gate, you can shoot directly to intercept it.

There are too many citizens coming to the Bund today, beyond the coping capacity of the public concession patrol house, so the British and French troops who just got off the transport ship were ordered to immediately enter the security operations. British and French infantrymen with live ammunition drove the crowd to the sidewalk and the open space on the river bank. The British armored vehicles and French tanks carried by the fire were quickly adjusted to several intersections around the soldiers. Pass from there.

Under the command of Ludwig, the German Waffen SS occupied all entrances and exits of the Chinachem Hotel. The SS members also erected machine guns on the window sill on the second floor of the south building of the hotel, which formed a crossfire with the machine guns at the entrance of the east building. The intersection of Nanjing Road and the Bund was completely blocked.

By the time the situation began to stabilize, it had been half an hour before the incident. In just half an hour, the Bund in Shanghai was like a catastrophe. Hundreds of people were injured in the chaos because they were crushed and trampled by the crowd. Several of them were seriously injured. At least two Annan patrols unfortunately died while blocking the crowd. A French patrol was trampled on the ribs. The Sikh security guards at the door of HSBC wanted to block citizens entering the bank to take refuge. As a result, their heads were broken with hard objects.

In addition, the window glass of several shops at Nanjing intersection was shattered, and the products displayed inside were taken away by random people. Others, such as stolen pedestrian wallets while taking advantage of the opportunity, eating women's tofu, and other public security cases are countless. The welcoming celebration of the two concessions, which took great pains, eventually turned into a disaster.

What makes the concession even more troublesome is that everything happened in front of a group of media reporters. The brave journalists recorded everything that happened at the time on film. There were at least three movie cameras on the scene, shooting images of the assassination from various angles.

While the British and French soldiers were struggling to restore order on the Bund, they were in the lobby of the Chinachem Hotel. The entourage doctors were inspecting the injury of Marshal Blumberg.

"The bullet passed through the marshal's upper arm and hit the sixth rib on the left side. The bullet was blocked by the rib and did not enter the body cavity." Major Heidel opened the aluminum instrument box and took out a glass syringe from the inside Come.

"The bullet broke the ribs, and I had to get an operation to remove the warhead fragments from the wound. I will give him a shot of anesthesia to relieve the Marshal’s pain. I will send him to the hospital as soon as possible. I need a clean operating room, a full set of surgical equipment, and a few good assistants." Heidel took out a small ampoule, which contained a transparent potion.

"I promise, you will get everything you need, major." Sir George pressed the medic's shoulder.

"Go outside and stare. Why hasn't the ambulance yet arrived?" Aoqi, who was standing behind the British Consul General, turned to his secretary and told her.

"Although it was a case in the concession, but the Great Japanese Empire can't stay out of it. The assassin clearly came to me, and he didn't get any rumors in advance. What is the high-tech doing during this time! What is the Gendarmerie doing? Must be given to me Strict investigation, we must arrest this person in any case, otherwise we will not be able to explain to the German side." Matsuoka Yang gave an order to a bunch of Japanese military and political officials.

Before he came to Shanghai, he had obtained the full power of the Emperor. During his work in Shanghai, he could mobilize all Japanese troops in the surrounding area, and whether it was an army, navy, military police, or police, whether he was an official or an official, Song Foreign Minister Oka has the right to deal with the situation.

There were base camps and cabinets endorsing him. Even if they were dragged out and shot, they could only pinch their noses to recognize them. Even if they were found to be innocent during the accountability afterwards, how could the shattered head stick together.

"Oh! Your Excellency, we immediately sent someone to investigate." Ze Tian bowed his head respectfully.

"Ma Lu Ye Lang!" At the back door of the hotel lobby, a gendarmerie Dazuo punched a captain's face fiercely.

The Gendarmerie Captain was beaten on the spot and immediately straightened his waist to restore his upright posture.

"Kunoya Deer, Flower Valley, you bastard, do you know what you were talking about?" Da Zuo grabbed the captain's collar and stared fiercely at each other's face.

"Ha! Sir, but I did see this assassin once." Captain Huagu looked back at his boss without fear.

"This is not a joke, Flower Valley." Osa said seriously.

"I'm definitely not kidding, sir, I just knew that it mattered, so I immediately reported to the sir," Huagu replied loudly.

"Oops, horrible. If what you said is true, then... No, this matter must be reported to the Foreign Minister immediately." Dazuo loosened Huagu's collar.

"Come with me, Huagu." Dazuo commanded Huahua before pushing the door behind him.

At this time, the assassination was not clear, and all guests were told that no one should leave the hotel until the investigation is over. Fortunately, Hua Mao had a large number of vacant rooms, so most insignificant guests went upstairs to arrange a room break and waited for the preliminary investigation report from the public concession.

The luncheon failed to be eaten. Instead, he witnessed an assassination with his own eyes. Many people were seriously frightened. Not many of these wealthy businessmen and politicians can be called warriors, and most of them are more afraid of death than ordinary people.

Ding Mocun took a few agents from the Secret Service, and ran up and down for a long time, and finally settled the group of Wang Puppet officers. After checking the surroundings of the building, several people walked into the suite specially prepared for them.

"Asi and Pharaoh stayed at the door and guarded." Ding Mo Village ordered coldly after entering the door. The two beaters behind him looked at each other and then stood apart on both sides of the door.

"Lock the door." Ding Mo village continued to order, another beater closed the door, and don't put on the switch of Siberin lock.

"Turn on the lights and draw the curtains." Ding Mocun walked to the bathroom door, opened the door and glanced inside.

"Director, martial law is starting downstairs, and British soldiers are everywhere on the street." An agent stood by the window, watching the movement downstairs through the gap in the curtains.

"It's not surprising, today this thing is a piercing sky." Ding Mocun took off his bowler hat and gave it to the men next to him, then gently rubbed his wrist and started walking back and forth in the room.

As he walked, the director of the Wang Pseudo Agent Department glanced at the men who stood in the room with a vicious eye. Finally, when he walked to a tall and thin man in a gray suit, Ding Mo Village suddenly stopped and turned Facing a tall and thin man is a fierce slap in the face.

The tall and thin man was completely unprepared, and was immediately stunned. He covered his face and looked at his boss, his eyes full of confusion.

"Still pretending to be stupid for me!" Ding Mocun's backhand was another slap in the face. The tall man finally couldn't bear it this time, turned over and sat down on the ground.

"Wang Badan, crawl inside and out, trying to kill me!" Ding Mocun pulled a left wheel from the waist and pointed the thin forehead to pull the hammer.

"Wait a minute, don't shoot!" The tall, thin man finally reacted at this moment. The boss wanted to kill himself. He quickly waved his hand for mercy.

"Director Ding, my old horse started following you when I was in Wuhan. I haven't said that after the saddle horse, there is no credit or hard work. Everyone can see, how dare I hurt you, director." Maybe adrenaline played a role. , The tall man found his eloquence has never been better.

"Do you think you can pass the level if you pretend to be poor? You still want to deceive me. Chongqing must have spent a lot of money to buy you over." Ding Mocun held the left wheel firmly, pointing straight at the tall and thin head.

"Chongqing? They have always wanted to take my head. People in Chongqing have died in my hands. There are fewer than thirty or forty. How could they come to buy me, Director Ding. Even if I die, Going to Lord Yan to scream injustice." At this time, the thin and tall tears came out anxiously, dripping down the corner of his eye, like a big injustice written on his face.

"Well, I knew this, and I didn’t kill you immediately. So how did you explain what happened just now, I recognized it at a glance, Liu Agen shot him, but he is yours! Ha ha, even My rivers and mountains shouted out. You dare to say that you have not been bought by Chongqing." Ding Mocun said in his mouth, but his thumb closed the hammer of the pistol.

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