Cicada Moving

Chapter 498: Buying time

Hearing the sound of sniper fire in the distance, Meng Ting suddenly lifted the raincloth on his body and stood up. Looking at the staff of the secret service headquarters lying on the ground, he calmly took out the Browning M1910 and emptied the magazine.

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His seven rounds of bullets directly sent away two or three old colleagues. These people didn't even see who fired the gun. A few blood spurts came out from the back of their heads and backs, and they kicked off their legs, ending their sinful life.

At the same time, a dozen underground party members armed with weapons appeared on several surrounding coal piles. They pulled the trigger without any hesitation. The agents were beaten and fled, unable to fight back.

 MP18.

 Zilaide pistol.

  Thomson.

 Like Operation Execution Ground, the underground party still poured out a large number of bullets in a short period of time, using continuous firepower to kill as much of the enemy's effective forces as possible, without giving the enemy a chance to organize a defense.

 After several previous rounds of firefights and pursuits, there were only more than 80 agents left in the Secret Service Headquarters. Under this sudden attack, less than 50 people were alive, and their morale dropped to the bottom.

There were banging gunshots everywhere. They didn't know how many underground gangs were hidden in the coal yard. They only saw people around them falling one by one, and panic gradually spread to everyone.

Nothing about the party and the country or any achievements are as important as their own lives. This group of people only hated their parents for missing two legs. They rolled and crawled back to the starting point, completely losing the courage to resist.

Over there, Meng Ting withdrew his pistol, threw the rifle on his shoulder in front of him coolly, wrapped the armed belt around his wrist, and fired a shot at an agent who was about to run into the bunker in a standard standing posture.

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The agent fell down in response. He looked at the bunker only one step away. His eyes were full of unwillingness. He grabbed the air with both hands in vain. After struggling desperately for a few seconds, his head dropped and he died.

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At this time, there was another loud gunshot. Meng Ting, who was looking for the next target, heard the sound and looked around. He saw the squadron pulling the bolt of the gun, and a golden bullet case bounced down from the coal pile.

Correspondingly, more than a hundred meters away from him, an agent swayed on the top of the coal pile, then fell down holding his chest, and his body rolled down the coal pile.

 “Good marksmanship.”

Meng Ting applauded. Shooting from a long distance in such a chaotic environment, not everyone can hit it with one shot. Talent and long and hard training are both indispensable.

He is indeed a former warrior in the army. After so many years, the muscle memory of that time has not faded at all. Who would have thought that this little bureaucrat who was cautious in his words and deeds at the customs was actually a master of marksmanship.

This thought just flashed through his mind, and then he raised his gun and killed an agent who was trying to sneak attack a secret agent, and then raised his eyebrows at Ban Jun, and the game between the two officially began.

 “Bang bang.”

 “Bang bang bang bang”

They flexibly fired, dodged, and fired again in the coal pile, knocking down the enemies who were running around like headless flies. The blood fell on the black coal and gave off strange reflections.

Revengeful bullets were fired from all directions, making the agents cry for father and mother. They could not run away or walk. Some even dug up the coal pile with their buttocks stuck out and buried their heads in it.

It was useless. The blocking underground party knew that the more painful it was to inflict on the enemy, the more time the captured personnel would have to evacuate, and none of these spies had their hands covered in blood.

So whether they were kneeling down to beg for mercy or pretending to be ostriches, they continued to clean up the people present with stern faces without any hesitation. This was a blood debt that the other party should have paid long ago.

I don’t know when, snowflakes slowly started to fall in the sky, and before they fell, they were swept by the strong wind and blown in all directions. Perhaps this was because they didn’t want too many people to witness the killing.

A thin layer of snow gradually fell on the hot bullet casings, dried blood, and stiff corpses. It seemed that only black and white were left in the world, making the scene of the firefight even more chilling.

Dai Chunfeng, who was on the periphery, felt terrified at this moment. As soon as people ran into the coal yard, the sound of gunshots kept ringing out, from pistols, rifles, and submachine guns. It was as lively as the Chinese New Year.

The ensuing cries indicated that they had been ambushed. Soon the agents ran out of the coal pile one by one, but before they could hide in the bunker, they were beaten to death in front of his eyes.

The underground party was well prepared and deliberately led a place into the encirclement. Those who entered before were probably in danger. It was too dangerous. Lao Dai squinted his eyes, looked at Zuo Zhong and said lightly.

“Shen Zhong, it seems that one area is over, and it’s our turn next. Do you have the confidence to catch all these underground gangs in one fell swoop? No matter how high the price is, we must not let them escape.”

“Teacher, please rest assured that all the staff of the Intelligence Department are ready. The students will personally lead the team to carry out the task, and all the underground party members will be retained. Please wait for the news of our victory.”

Zuo Zhong replied decisively, turned around and walked in front of Gui Youguang and Wu Chunyang: "Concentrate all the smoke bombs, and the personnel will use the smoke to quickly rush into the coal pile and establish the first line of defense. After the defense line is stabilized, the action team will perform combat tasks. Don't If you go too deep, to capture a coal pile, you must completely occupy one coal pile, and then attack other coal piles when follow-up personnel arrive.

It is necessary to continuously suppress and reduce the scope of activities of underground party operatives so that they cannot use complex terrain to resist. I named this tactic the onion-peeling tactic. "

There is nothing wrong with his order. There is no shortcoming except for the slow progress. However, in the face of a situation where dozens of people have been dumped, the Intelligence Department cannot be too cautious.

The most lacking thing for the underground party now is time. The spies attack coal piles one by one, which can buy the other party enough time to evacuate without arousing suspicion.

"yes."

Wu Chunyang and Gui Youguang replied, and after saying that, they began to prepare for action, such as selecting the first batch of capable special agents as assault personnel, and concentrating submachine guns and light machine guns as fire cover.

The Intelligence Section was preparing, and Meng Ting and Ban Jun were also preparing. After checking whether there were any survivors, they collected the guns and ammunition carried by the people in one place, waiting for the next round of attack.

Because it is a small-scale offensive and defensive battle, the number of people fighting is small and it is easy to identify each other. The types of weapons on both sides are very mixed. Using the enemy's guns in combat does not have to worry about friendly personnel causing accidental injuries.

But on the battlefield, this behavior is very dangerous. How soldiers determine who is one of their own in an environment with low visibility naturally depends on the sound of gunshots, so standard weapons cannot be changed randomly.

Meng Ting bent down to pick up a Thomson, pulled the top bolt, and found that the gun loaded smoothly. Then he looked at the seven or eight 100-round drums collected on the ground, and couldn't help but smile on his face.

Now they have enough firepower to deal with the enemy's attack. These Thompsons are new goods bought by Xu Enzeng from an American company. The quality is very good, and the firepower and power are very satisfactory.

At this time Ban Jun came over and said: "Comrade actor, there are still a few comrades who have not boarded the ship. We need to wait a little longer and be careful. The people coming below may be people from the Intelligence Section of the Secret Service.

I once cooperated with the other party in an investigation operation against Japanese spies. These agents are very powerful. They do things flawlessly and have superb technical and tactical levels. They are more difficult to deal with than the secret service headquarters. "

As Zuo Zhong’s old classmate, he knew the other party’s abilities and level very well. Japanese spies were not trustworthy men and women, and the Secret Service’s ability to defeat them time and time again showed how terrifying this department was.

Of course, Meng Ting would not underestimate the enemy. Zuo Zhong only took one look at the scene and saw through the automatic lighting and ignition devices in the official residence. Faced with such a shrewd spy, one must be more vigilant.

He immediately distributed all the weapons and ammunition evenly, and deployed the blocking personnel at various key positions. The ambush technique was useless after being used once. They would be fighting a tough battle later.

As expected, as soon as he made preparations, several clouds of smoke rose up in the open space. Min, the sniper on the freighter, frowned and wondered how many smoke bombs these Fruit Party agents had brought.

 Meng Ting picked up the telescope and looked at it with a calm expression. He had already expected this. After all, the trick is not new, as long as it works. He thought for a while and made a decision.

“Get out of the way of the first row of coal piles, use fuel to ignite the coals, and build a defense line to the second row of coal piles. Pay attention to the open space on both sides to prevent the enemy from outflanking, and allow free fire without asking for instructions.”

In the plan, they had planned to use fire to prevent the secret agents from retreating, and had prepared a lot of gasoline and kerosene for this purpose. Although it was snowing now, this did not affect the burning of coal.

Following this order, the underground party members, including Ban Jun, brought bottles of fuel in glass bottles and smashed them onto the coal pile. The splashed fuel quickly penetrated deep into the coal.

 “Tear apart.”

After doing this, everyone lit matches and threw them on the coal piles. The fire suddenly shot up into the sky, and the blue flames quickly extended to the surroundings, and the first row of coal piles was completely ignited.

Meng Ting felt the scorching air and glanced at everyone: "Let's go, the party members stay, and the others return to the ship to help. If we can't come back, the captain knows where the evacuation point is."

The people in the team did not move. Some of them were not party members, but they were willing to hold themselves to the standards of a party member and abandon their comrades to escape alone. A qualified party member would not do this.

If they were greedy for life and afraid of death, they would not risk their lives to participate in the operation. As long as more than 400 captured comrades could be allowed to leave, they would never take a step back even if they fought to the last man.

Meng Ting smiled happily: "Okay, then get ready for battle. This new group of enemies is very cunning and good at using a variety of new equipment, such as smoke bombs and blinding flash bombs.

 Everyone should protect themselves and do not confront each other head-on. Our main task is to buy time for retreat, not to eliminate them. If we want to teach Agent Gou a lesson, there will be many opportunities in the future. "

"yes."

Everyone pulled the bolts of their guns and walked to their respective fighting positions, waiting for the arrival of the legendary Fruit Party Intelligence Ace Secret Service. Even if they died together today, they still had to block the opponent's attack.

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 (End of this chapter)