funbook-pk Chapter 1191 was also blocked!
Chapter 1191 was also blocked!
Chen Gongshu's fingertips rested on the trigger of the Mauser pistol, the cold metallic touch unable to suppress the surging anger in his heart.
"Shut up!" he uttered coldly, then with a powerful thrust of his arm, the butt of his gun slammed into the man's temple with a whoosh. With a dull thud, the imposter Liu Geqing didn't even manage a proper groan before his eyes rolled back and he collapsed to the ground. A purplish-blue lump quickly swelled on his forehead, blood trickling down his cheeks, mingling with the dust on his face, making him look utterly wretched.
Chen Gongshu put away his gun, kicked the other man's shoulder with the tip of his boot, and only after confirming that the man had fainted did he turn to look at Sun Weiguo in the driver's seat.
Just as Chen Gongshu was about to tell Sun Weiguo to drive faster, a burst of gunfire suddenly rang out from the alley entrance.
Rat-a-tat-tat, pupupu...
There were both the dull thuds of Japanese Type 96 machine guns and the crisp firing of Type 38 rifles; the firepower was far more intense than the sporadic exchanges during the interrogation earlier.
Sun Weiguo slammed on the brakes, the tires screeching against the cobblestones. His face instantly turned grim, and he pointed ahead, shouting, "Oh no! The Japanese have blocked this alley too! There are a large number of Japanese troops ahead, and armored vehicles too!"
Chen Gongshu immediately leaned out of the car window and looked out, only to see that the north entrance of the alley had been completely blocked by the Japanese army.
Dozens of Japanese soldiers lay prone at the base of the courtyard wall, with two Type 96 machine guns mounted, their muzzles pointing directly at the ambulance. The dark muzzles gleamed coldly, ready to fire at any moment.
Two armored vehicles blocked the intersection, their heavy armored bodies obscuring most of the alley. The heavy machine guns on the roofs slowly rotated, their muzzles aimed at the ambulances, the metallic scraping sound particularly jarring in the quiet alley.
Japanese soldiers, dressed in khaki uniforms and wearing helmets, with ferocious expressions on their faces, slowly advanced towards the ambulance. Their footsteps on the bluestone pavement made a uniform "thump-thump" sound, like heavy hammer blows to everyone's hearts.
"The back is blocked too!" Zhou Ming turned around abruptly, his voice filled with barely concealed anxiety.
A large number of Japanese troops also poured in from the south entrance of the alley, more than the north entrance, numbering at least a hundred. They also set up machine gun positions, and grenade launcher operators were squatting on the ground adjusting their equipment. The dark muzzles of the grenade launchers were aimed at the ambulance, forming a pincer attack.
They were now trapped in this narrow alley, less than three zhang wide, with no way to move forward or backward, like turtles in a jar.
"This is troublesome. We're blocked from both the front and the back. We can't get out at all!" Zhou Ming gripped the gun handle tightly, his knuckles turning white from the force.
He quickly estimated the difference in troop strength between the two sides. The other side had at least a company of Japanese soldiers, equipped with armored vehicles, machine guns, and grenade launchers, while they only had three men. Even if they included the unconscious imposter Liu Geqing, there were only four men, and their weapons were only two Mauser pistols and one rifle.
There was no way to resist the Japanese army's massive encirclement and suppression; today, we are likely to perish here.
Chen Gongshu's expression was also very serious, his brows were tightly furrowed, and his eyes quickly scanned the surrounding environment, trying to find a chance to break through.
The alley is flanked by high blue brick walls, more than two zhang high, with smooth surfaces and no protruding bricks or climbing structures, making it impossible to escape by climbing over the walls.
There are a few old locust trees on the inside of the courtyard wall, but their branches are still several feet away from the wall, making it impossible to get a foothold.
Apart from the ambulance they were driving, there was nothing else to cover them in the middle of the alley. The ambulance's metal body was no match for heavy machine gun bullets and it became a sitting duck for the Japanese army.
"The Japanese army came prepared and had long anticipated that we would take this alley," Chen Gongshu said in a deep voice, his tone tinged with self-reproach.
He shouldn't have been so confident...
Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a trap set by the Japanese army.
No sooner had he finished speaking than the Japanese soldiers fired their guns again.
"Rat-a-tat-tat..." The Type 96 machine gun spat out flames, and bullets rained down on the ambulance like a dense raindrop, with "bang bang bang" sounds constantly hitting the vehicle body and windows.
The windshield shattered instantly, with glass shards flying everywhere. Some landed on Sun Weiguo's shoulder, while others splashed onto Chen Gongshu's cheek, leaving a shallow bloodstain.
Sun Weiguo instinctively lowered his head to avoid the flying debris, while gripping the steering wheel tightly with both hands, his body trembling slightly with tension.
"Counterattack!" Chen Gongshu shouted, quickly leaning out of the car window and raising his pistol to fire at the Japanese machine gun position at the north entrance.
The Mauser pistol fired with a crisp, loud sound. The bullets flew towards the Japanese soldiers with a "bang bang bang". A Japanese soldier who was lying down against the wall had no time to dodge. The bullet hit his shoulder. He screamed and rolled to the ground. The Type 38 rifle in his hand also fell to the side.
Zhou Ming immediately drew his gun and opened fire on the Japanese troops at Nankou. With his years of combat experience, he accurately hit the arm of a Japanese grenade launcher operator. The grenade launcher fell to the ground with a clatter and failed to fire.
But the Japanese firepower was too fierce. Two Type 11 light machine guns fired alternately, forming a tight fire net that kept them pinned down.
Chen Gongshu was forced to retreat back into the car, cold sweat beading on his forehead. He knew that if things continued like this, they would be riddled with bullets without the Japanese launching an attack.
At this critical moment of life and death, a burst of rapid and violent gunfire suddenly erupted at the north entrance of the alley. It was not the crisp, almost harsh "clatter" of the Japanese Type 38 rifle, nor the dull, dragging "thump-thump" of the Type 11 light machine gun, but the signature "rat-a-tat-tat" of the Thompson submachine gun, mixed with the rapid "bang-bang-bang" of the Mauser pistol. The firepower was as dense as a sudden rain, and it actually suppressed the Japanese machine gun position entrenched at the alley entrance, preventing them from raising their heads.
"They're our men!" Zhou Ming suddenly looked up, his despair instantly replaced by ecstatic joy. His hand gripping the pistol trembled slightly with excitement. Ignoring the stray bullets whistling overhead, he leaned out again to look towards the north entrance.
The Japanese troops' originally orderly formation suddenly fell into chaos, with screams and the clash of guns rising and falling amidst the gunfire.
Dozens of dark figures suddenly burst out from the narrow alleys on both sides, moving as swiftly as tigers that had been poised for a long time. They were all dressed in black tight-fitting clothes or cotton robes, tearing a dark gap in the khaki Japanese army ranks.
The leader was Zhao Guangyuan. The hem of his black cotton robe was billowing in the wind, and the muzzle of his Thompson submachine gun was spitting out crimson flames. As he charged forward, he roared towards the ambulance, "Station Chief! We're here to save you! Get out of here!"
"Damn it!"
Chen Gongshu felt as if his heart had been gripped tightly by an icy hand, and he instantly sank to the bottom of the valley, a chill spreading from his spine to every part of his body.
He knew all too well that this was not a rescue at all, but a deadly trap set by the Japanese army.