Chapter 1158 Uncle Chu, there is an assassination attempt!

Ma Guozhong had a cigarette in his mouth.

 The cigarette was wet with his saliva and extinguished.

 He was anxious in his heart, waiting for Xiao Kun's signal.

Xiao Kun thought of a stupid way to identify the "Fourth Brother Fat" car:

Looking at the cars driving out of Laohuqiao, he found the car he didn't recognize and hadn't seen before, that was the "Fourth Brother Fat".

 The reason why this method is stupid is because if there are more than two unseen cars in the convoy, this method will be useless.

 However, after thinking about it, Ma Guozhong felt that this stupid method was useful.

He believes that it is unlikely that there will be more than two "Fourth Brother Fat" or other rare vehicles in Wang Chuanhai's fleet.

He didn't know why the intelligence showed that there was such a "Fourth Brother Fat" car in Wangchuhai's convoy, because this kind of "outstanding" car should not appear in a convoy for safety reasons.

However, it is obvious that such a situation that should not occur in security protection work did occur.

Ma Guozhong didn’t have time to think about this reason, nor was he too lazy to think about it. All he had to do was seize this opportunity.

 He was betting that this stupid idea would work.

“Sixth Brother.” A brother ran over panting, “There are four cars coming from the direction of Fish Market Street, look up and see the second one.”

 “Can you see the Universiade clearly?” Ma Guozhong was refreshed and asked immediately.

"I see clearly." Jiang Dayun nodded, "Brother Six, I will remember everything you taught me."

 “That’s great.” Ma Guozhong was overjoyed.

Ma Guozhong racked his brains in order to feed back Xiaokun's findings here as soon as possible.

Phone selections are excluded first.

The reason is simple. He and his brothers are now hiding in a relatively hidden alley in Beimen Bridge. There is no grocery store nearby that can answer the phone.

 He then thought of using semaphores to convey messages:

 Arrange a brother in advance to hold a telescope and stare at the Zhuangyuan Bridge where Xiao Kun is.

 Once Xiao Kun discovers a target, he will immediately use semaphore to communicate.

 After seeing the flag message, the brothers here immediately ran to report to him.

 Ma Guozhong is proud at heart. He has always had strict requirements for his subordinates, and what he often says is, "There is no need to overwhelm one's body with too many skills."

He was interested in semaphores when he was in the Infantry Department of the Army Officers University. Even after he left the army and entered the Secret Service, he still did not give up his hobby of studying semaphores.

In his spare time, Ma Guozhong personally tinkered with relatively simple semaphores, and found a few bright minds among his men and forced them to learn them.

His original intention is very simple. When there are times when the mouth cannot speak, the flag can be used as a final warning.

 Unexpectedly, his unintentional move would play a big role in today's assassination of Wang Kehai.

Ma Guozhong was very happy. He felt that this was God’s blessing and that God was secretly helping him:

Wang Kehai will be crowned today!

“Brothers, it’s now time to sacrifice your life for mercy!” Ma Guozhong laughed loudly, immediately started the vehicle, stepped on the accelerator, and several other cars followed closely and rushed to their death.

 Sacrifice one's life, when this word is not just a word, even the sound of the motor is making a tragic movement!

 …

 Cheng Qianfan drove Stypank and followed the lead car closely.

 Behind the calm expression, there is inner anxiety.

 He suddenly realized that he had miscalculated at a certain point.

According to his previous guess, Wang Chuanhai's car should be the second or third car in the fleet. In this case, Chu Mingyu's car is closely following Wang Chuanhai's car. This is the best thing. Reference object.

However, the Studepunk he was driving now was the second car in the convoy, closely following the Citroën with the scratch on its rear.

Cheng Qianfan immediately realized that if the intelligence was sent out smoothly, there would really be an assassination arranged by the military command in Nanjing at this moment. The vehicle that the operators were most likely to target was the Stypunk he was driving now, and the shiny car behind him. , a Citroën that looks brand new than the first car.

Cheng Qianfan put himself in their shoes and thought about it. If he were a brother from Nanjing District and set up an ambush based on the intelligence, he would also target these two cars. For the first car in the convoy, the priority would obviously be lower.

 This is an unexpected situation.

 Cheng Qianfan never expected that the vehicle Wang Qianhai was riding in would be the first one, which was against the safety and protection practices of the convoy.

 However, judging from the actual results, the person responsible for Wang Reclamation's security work has indeed achieved miraculous results.

Cheng Qianfan now only hopes that the operators will choose to attack all four vehicles in the convoy out of caution.

 …

“Qianfan, have you ever thought about jumping out of the small pond in the patrol room and coming to Nanjing to help me?” Chu Mingyu said suddenly.

"Okay." Cheng Qianfan answered without any hesitation, "Uncle Chu just says a word, and my nephew will hit wherever he tells me."

"I'm not kidding." Chu Mingyu smiled, "You have to think about it."

He did not wait for Cheng Qianfan to speak, and continued, "You have done a good job in the French Concession. You have to think clearly about whether you want to give up your base in the French Concession and follow an old man like me."

"Uncle Chu is helping me." Cheng Qianfan said happily, "How could Qianfan not know what is good and what is evil?"

“Hahaha.” Chu Mingyu smiled heartily, “Okay, I’ll remember what you said. If I call you after the new government is established, don’t complain that I’m blocking you from getting rich.”

"That can't happen." Cheng Qianfan shook his head like a rattle, "My nephew will come to Nanjing to join my uncle, but he must be promoted and make a fortune."

“Hey.” Chu Mingyu feigned anger, “You hozen, you only want good things.”

Liu Xia was on the side, watching all this quietly. She had to admire secretly in her heart. This little brother of the Cheng family is really a good person. He speaks and does things flawlessly. The key is that he has a good grasp of the close relationship with the secretary-general. , not flattering, not alienating, just the kind of conversation between an uncle and a nephew. At the same time, he always maintains respect in his heart and has a sweet mouth, which makes the secretary-general happy.

 …

 Cheng Qianfan has been observing secretly in his heart and keeps the route in mind.

 Vehicles leave Laohuqiao Prison, pass through Dashiqiao, and then enter Fish Market Street.

 Then drive along the route of the Ministry of Justice and the Judicial Building, and then pass the back entrance of the Central Army Military Academy.

 In front is the Jinda Bee Farm.

This is the bee farm of Jinling University College of Agriculture.

Before the fall of Nanjing, universities in Nanjing, including National Central University and Jinling University, had already begun to relocate. Cheng Qianfan heard that teachers and students at Jinling University had evacuated the entire school, not just teaching instruments, books, etc. Even the chickens, ducks, geese, cats and dogs from the Agricultural College, and even the bee boxes from the bee farm were carried away on the backs of the students.

Yu Pingan came to Shanghai before, and during the meeting between the two, Yu Pingan once taught chemistry at Jinling University for a short time. When he talked about the relocation of Jinling University, he was full of emotion:

 The backbones of the university teachers and students are bent, carrying the most determined resistance and unyielding battle in the hearts of our Chinese teachers and students!

 Cheng Qianfan is familiar with the terrain in this area.

 He remembered that there was a bridge near the Jinda Bee Farm.

 If the convoy continues along this road, it will inevitably pass by that bridge.

This bridge is about thirty meters long. From the perspective of ambush and assassination, if Cheng Qianfan was the operational commander, he would choose to rely on this bridge to assassinate:

 After the convoy vehicles get on the bridge.

 All it takes is a car to suddenly appear on the other side of the bridge and block the exit.

 Subsequently outflank.

 In this way, the encirclement of the target can be initially completed.

Cheng Qianfan's heart moved and he glanced at the rearview mirror.

 His eyes narrowed.

He caught a glimpse of a Ford car following closely behind.

It’s not just this Ford car.

Cheng Qianfan noticed at this moment that the convoy was originally four cars, but at some point, it became five cars.

 The extra car is the fifth car in the team, and naturally it is also a Citroën car.

 Where did this car come from?

 Cheng Qianfan glanced at the rearview mirror again, and his heart moved.

 He was a little impressed.

The convoy passed the entrance of the Ministry of Justice a minute ago. It had to turn right and drive for a certain distance before turning left. If the convoy vehicles did not follow closely during this period, there would be a disconnection of up to ten seconds.

Cheng Qianfan speculated that this Citroen car quietly joined the convoy from an alley at the intersection of the Ministry of Justice at that time.

Today, the Japanese military police who were in charge of clearing the way forward and behind the convoy and guarding the convoy today were not familiar with the Wang family and lacked communication, so that in such a short period of time, they did not notice that there was an extra vehicle in the convoy. Citroën cars.

Cheng Qianfan knew that the Ford car following him was the bayonet on the surface, and the Citroen car mixed into the convoy was the real dagger that would penetrate the bone marrow!

 …

 Ma Guozhong felt proud.

He said to himself, Ma Guozhong, Ma Guozhong, you are really smart.

After noticing that except for the car that stood out from the crowd, the other team was all Citroëns without license plates.

Ma Guozhong immediately had an idea. After following the convoy for a distance, he saw that the other party was heading in the direction of the Ministry of Justice. Ma Guozhong, who was familiar with the terrain, signaled the Ford vehicle to continue following him, while he turned the steering wheel and outflanked the vehicle from the road.

He rushed all the way to Tongren Alley of the Ministry of Justice. He and his people quickly took off the license plate and waited at the entrance of the alley without turning off the vehicle.

Sure enough, half a minute later, the Citroen + "Fourth Brother Fat" convoy passed by the entrance of the alley. Ma Guozhong, an expert and brave man, managed to catch up before the delayed Japanese army appeared in three rounds. Citroën almost just 'joined' the team, and the three-wheelers behind it followed suit.

Of course, achieving this step is just the beginning, and what’s next is the most worrying thing:

If the driver of the fourth car in the convoy and the delayed Citroen or other people in the car noticed that there was an extra Citroen behind and reacted faster, they would have realized that something was wrong. Note, you may also notice something wrong with the Citroën in front.

What Ma Guozhong needs is time. He certainly does not think that he can continue to muddle through just by joining the team. He hopes that the time for the other party to identify his problematic Citroen will be extended as much as possible:

The longer the time, the closer to the Minsheng Bridge of Jinda Bee Farm, the better.

Following the convoy driving all the way, Ma Guozhong almost made an immediate decision and decided to take action at the Minsheng Bridge of Jinda Bee Farm.

His biggest regret now is that he failed to predict in advance that the convoy would pass through the Minsheng Bridge at Jinda Bee Farm. Otherwise, he could have arranged for a vehicle to set up a blocking position at the other end of the Minsheng Bridge in advance for the convoy to come. A front and rear double team.

 …

About two miles ahead is the Minsheng Bridge of Jinda Bee Farm.

Ma Guozhong knew that the opportunity was fleeting and it was time to act.

 He turned the steering wheel directly to the left, and the car came out of the convoy and accelerated at the same time.

Within three rounds of the Japanese troops who had been escorted back, a Japanese sergeant sat on his seat with his hands on his saber.

The Japanese sergeant, who was a little sleepy and kept yawning, was startled by the Citroen car that suddenly rushed out of the convoy.

“Bag duck down!” the Japanese sergeant cursed angrily. He put one hand on his saber and pointed his right hand at the unruly car in front of him and shouted loudly.

 “One, two, three, four…five!”

 Five cars?

 Almost instantly, the Japanese sergeant realized something was wrong. What happened to this car?

"Stop that car!" The Japanese sergeant reacted very quickly. He ordered the men driving Bisanlun to step on the accelerator and chase the suspicious vehicle. At the same time, he shouted loudly to try to alert other vehicles in the convoy, especially the Bisanwa in front. Beware of this car.

 …

“Here it comes.” Cheng Qianfan glanced at the rearview mirror out of the corner of his eye and saw the Citroen suddenly speeding up. He knew:

 The action has begun.

This assassination plan, which he planned with all his strength, passed through Nanjing-Shanghai-Yucheng-Nanjing, and finally came as promised, has arrived!

 He didn’t know whether he should be happy, grateful, or proud.

 Happiness is for sure.

 Happily, my hard work was not in vain.

He is proud that this may be the last action he personally plans and participates in. How happy it is to be able to bring the traitors of the Wang family on the road together!

　　However, there was still a sigh in my heart. The figures of Ruolan and her family flashed through my mind, and then there was a sense of extremely comfortable and lazy relief.

 …

“What are you shouting outside?” Liu Xia suddenly said in panic.

She vaguely heard shouts outside the car window.

 Cheng Qianfan saw from the rearview mirror and knew the reason. It was the fourth vehicle in the convoy that had noticed the 'problem' vehicle and was accelerating to catch up with this vehicle.

boom!

 At this moment, a gunshot rang out.

This was three rounds behind the pursuit, and the Japanese sergeant decisively fired a warning shot.

Almost at the moment when the gunfire rang out, the Ford car that had been following the convoy suddenly accelerated and rushed up.

 The window of the car was down, and the passenger in the car and the seat on the right side of the back seat suddenly opened fire with the muzzle pointed outward.

The co-pilot, a brother from Nanjing District, stuck his head out, holding a Czech light machine gun in both hands. Completely ignoring his own safety, he fired a hail of bullets at the escorting Japanese army, while the Mauser pistol in the back seat pointed at He was shooting at the Citroen that was chasing his sixth brother.

"Uncle Chu!" Cheng Qianfan exclaimed, his face was pale, and he looked at the left rearview mirror in panic and said, "Something happened, someone was assassinated!"

 His voice was a little sharp because of panic.

At this moment, the Citroen roared madly and overtook Stypank, then rushed forward with all its strength, rushed onto the bridge, and then directly knocked the Japanese military police who were opening the way into the air. The three-wheeled vehicle finally broke through. The railing fell into the river.

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