Crossing the spy war, my code name is God of Wealth

Chapter 350: Riot, Xiaotong Bridge's terrifying strength

"Cannonballs? We actually need to use cannonballs to deal with these thugs?" Nalan Yuanji shook his head and said, "Mr. Ishida, you seem to take them too seriously."

As soon as Nalan Yuanji finished speaking, he found that Ishida Eiji's face suddenly turned pale.

"No, that's impossible. Our team doesn't have any artillery or heavy weapons. Where did the shells come from?"

No way? Nalan Yuanji suddenly had a bad thought in his mind. What other cards does the Qing Gang have?

At twelve o'clock midnight, when all the Qing Gang disciples were in despair and didn't know what to do, a troop suddenly appeared on the long street.

Well, it’s the army, and their equipment is quite fancy.

A group of people were wearing neat German-style suits, military uniforms, boots, and German-style weapons.

There was a group of people wearing American equipment, and their uniforms and weapons were all American.

The most outrageous thing was that a group of people were wearing Japanese military uniforms and holding Japanese Type 38 rifles and Type 92 light machine guns.

There were about six or seven hundred people in this group, and they moved in an orderly manner.

After they joined the battlefield, they did not rush to open fire, but first made way. Behind them, a team holding various first aid equipment came up and began to clean up the battlefield.

They helped the injured Qing Gang disciple to the back and kept increasing the distance between the two sides.

Seeing that the cleanup was almost complete, a group of people holding mortars began to install shells under their cover.

The sixty mortars were divided into three groups of twenty each, aiming at their respective targets.

"Ready, fire." A loud shout...

bang bang bang....

There were continuous collision sounds coming from the gun barrel, and countless black shells smashed madly towards the Japanese soldiers on the opposite side.

This scene stunned everyone instantly.

Sixty mortars! Is this a gang war or the Green Gang trying to retake Shanghai?

Is it necessary to use mortar bombing in such an outrageous way?

"Boom, boom, boom." After one round of volleys, the long street was already in a mess.

"Machine gun team, provide cover, those behind follow up." Ma Yongzhen gave the order. The machine gunners in the team organized machine gun positions on both sides of the long street.

The angry flames kept pouring towards the other side, and the follow-up teams continued to advance under the cover of machine guns.

The Japanese on the opposite side were suppressed by such powerful firepower and dared not show their heads at all.

You know, in order to hide their identities, this group of people used ordinary rifles and were not even equipped with heavy firepower such as machine guns.

Ma Yongzhen brought in sixty mortars, ten heavy machine guns, and dozens of light machine guns.

With this kind of firepower configuration, if you know it, you will think it is a fight between two gangs, but if you don’t know it, you will think it is an attempt to liberate Shanghai.

In the face of absolutely powerful firepower, any resistance is futile.

The Japanese soldiers could also understand the helplessness of the Kuomintang army when facing the powerful firepower suppression of the enemy during the Battle of Shanghai. At this time, there was really little that human power could do...

In a short while, the two Japanese squadrons were defeated.

In Jingtai Tower, Nalan Yuanji was completely paralyzed when he heard the news conveyed by Fu Wanlong.

"Third Young Master, don't wait any longer, let's go quickly, we lost this round." Fu Wanlong earnestly advised Nalan Yuanji to leave quickly.

With a "crack", Nalan Yuanji crushed the tea bowl in his hand, and bright red blood kept flowing down his palm.

"Master, as the old saying goes, if you keep the green mountains, you will never run out of firewood."

"Let's take a step back so we can make plans for the future."

Nalan Yuanji looked around, reluctantly glanced at the Jingtai Building that he had worked so hard to build, and finally gritted his teeth and said, "Let's go."

The battle on the long street also came to an end. The two Japanese squadrons retreated in panic after leaving behind more than half of the corpses.

The team led by Ma Yongzhen arrived at the outskirts of Jingtai Tower. Looking at the magnificent building in front of them, Ma Yongzhen waved his hand and said, "Blow it up."

A group of men behind him hurriedly carried out a large box of explosives and fixed them around the house in several directions.

When everything was ready, a sound of earth-shattering and sky-shattering was heard, and the entire three-story building collapsed in an instant.

The Green Gang disciples shouted desperately on the long street, as if announcing their victory.

A black car with the Rising Sun flag flying passed through the crowd and went straight to the bottom of Jingtai Building.

Chen Yang got out of the car and looked at the collapsed Jingtai Building in front of him with a terribly gloomy face.

"Hey, who are you? What are you doing here?" At this time, some ignorant Qing Gang disciples quickly discovered Chen Yang and surrounded him.

"Get out, get out of here! All of you, get out of here!" Ma Yongzhen's face darkened and he hurriedly ordered people to drive away those blind Qing Gang disciples.

"Boss." Ma Yongzhen hung his head and looked at Chen Yang in front of him with inexplicable guilt.

"Let them go back, and you come with me." Chen Yang took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, and said in a deep voice.

...

Shanghai, Plum Blossom Tower.

Ma Yongzhen followed Chen Yang to the office in Meihua Building. Chen Yang sat in the chair and rubbed his eyebrows weakly.

"Who told you to do this?" After a long while, Chen Yang sneered, "Uncle Ma, you are so capable, are you going to act out a scene of Ma Yongzhen dominating Shanghai for me now?"

"What? You want to be the emperor of Shanghai?"

“No, no, no,” Ma Yongzhen hurriedly shook his head and said, “Boss, I don’t think so. These little devils are bullying us too much and using us as targets.”

"It's really something that my uncle can tolerate, but my aunt can't."

"I just want to vent our anger for our brother."

"Nonsense," Chen Yang said angrily, "Are you stupid? Are you sick?"

"When two gangs were fighting, you mobilized sixty mortars, a five-hundred-man rifle team, ten heavy machine guns, thirty light machine guns, and organized an emergency squadron."

"If I hadn't come, would you have planned to pull up the dozen Type 92 infantry guns in the cargo hold?"

"What? You want to liberate Shanghai?"

Ma Yongzhen said aggrievedly: "Isn't this what you taught me? You always said that human life is more valuable than munitions, and we must go all out on the battlefield."

"I told you not to cause trouble for me." Chen Yang was almost laughing at his anger. "Why the hell didn't you listen to me? How can I explain to others how big of a mess you created?"

Ma Yongzhen patted his chest loudly, "Boss, don't worry, everyone is responsible for their own actions. I had a great time beating the Japanese. If they want to confess, you hand me over."

"I will certainly not involve you."

"If you say you don't want to be involved, then I won't be involved." Chen Yang rubbed his eyebrows, not knowing whether he should scold him or not.

"Call Lao Jiu and ask Ye Zhuoshan and the others at Gu Jiatang to hand over some people. If they are unwilling, then find a way to make them willing."

"Also, Fourth Uncle is waiting for you downstairs. Once you enter Room 76, don't say anything. If someone asks you, just say you don't know."

"I'll take care of the rest."