"Yes!" Shen Xiang answered at attention, leading his team forward.
Twenty skilled marksmen, armed with rifles, occupied advantageous positions, positioned in the front, back, left, and right, with their guns pointed at doors and windows, ready to fire at any moment.
The Operations Division has always had specialized training for this kind of urban warfare in narrow areas. They are best at breaking into houses and capturing people, so they are not flustered at all, and everyone is ready according to their position.
With everything ready, Huo Yueze waved his hand, and several teams quickly formed scaffolds and scrambled into the courtyard.
At that moment, the Japanese spies inside the house also became alert. Although their attention was focused on Tan Jinhui and they were about to question him, one of the guards twitched his ear and whispered, "Something's wrong, there's movement in the courtyard!"
Upon hearing this, everyone was startled. Matsui Ichiro turned around and went to the window. Looking out, he saw several agile figures nimbly scaling the courtyard wall by the moonlight.
"asshole!"
Matsui Ichiro's heart sank. Chinese agents had come knocking, and he and his group were still trapped in the dangerous city of Nanjing.
He hissed angrily in a low voice, "The Chinese are coming, move to the back."
Everyone in the room was stunned. Just then, the door was kicked open, and the team members who entered the courtyard also noticed the abnormality and simply launched a strong attack.
Immediately, both sides picked up their guns and fired at each other. Amidst the dense gunfire, several muffled groans were heard, indicating that several people had been shot.
In the midst of the chaos, crisp gunshots rang out from the doors and windows, instantly sending splinters of wood flying from the doorframes and shattering the glass in the windows.
As soon as Ichiro Matsui heard the sound of bullets whizzing through the air, he knew something was wrong. Long guns were more accurate and had greater penetrating power, which was a nightmare for the capture team members trapped in the house.
"Damn it, they're using spears! Get hidden!"
But it was too late. A dense hail of bullets came whistling in, and several members inside the house were hit by bullets. Blood splattered all over their bodies, and they fell to the ground, their fate unknown.
But the bullets didn't stop. They kept pouring into the small space, and everything inside the room was hit with a loud bang. Many bullets also hit the bodies that were already lying on the ground, causing more blood to splatter. For a moment, the scene inside the room was extremely gruesome.
After a while, the riflemen stopped firing, and the action team members who were confronting each other outside the door launched another attack and rushed into the house.
Soon, sporadic gunfire rang out again, then quickly subsided. Huo Yueze, who was directing from the rear, knew the battle was over. After waiting a few minutes, he stepped forward and led several officers into the courtyard. At that moment, the action team members inside the house were carrying the wounded and the dead out.
Shen Xiang came out of the house, blood still streaming down his forehead. When he saw Huo Yueze come in, he immediately reported, "Captain, there were a total of eight spies, five dead and three wounded. Three of our team members were also injured."
Huo Yueze looked at Shen Xiang's forehead and asked with concern, "Why are there scabs on your forehead?"
Shen Xiang's face was a little pale, but he said nonchalantly, "It's nothing, just a cut, a superficial wound!"
"Where is Tan Jinhui?" Sun Jiacheng asked, glancing around.
Shen Xiang pointed to Tan Jinhui, who was squatting in the corner, clutching his blood-soaked left arm, with a sack still covering his lower body, and said, "This kid was lucky to be thrown in the corner. He took a bullet to the arm, but it didn't break the bone, so he's fine!"
Tan Jinhui, who was trembling with fear from the fierce battle, slowly recovered.
He looked at Sun Jiacheng approaching, his lips moved, and finally he grinned, saying in a hoarse voice, "Captain Sun, I guess I've completed my mission, right? The team leader promised to spare my life!"
As she spoke, a glimmer of hope appeared on her face, which had been pale with fright, and her eyes were fixed on Sun Jiacheng.
Sun Jiacheng stepped forward and pulled the sack off him, laughing as he said, "Don't worry, you've survived this ordeal, you've been given a second chance at life!"
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