Wu Ming, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, looked at the young man named Liu Geqing in front of him with expressionless face. The Military Intelligence Bureau Shanghai Operations Team felt the arduousness of this operation. It could not provoke a large-scale bloody conflict with the concession authorities, nor could it allow the concession authorities to catch the handle, which was quite a headache.

At this moment, the telegram that Han Han asked for help was transferred by Chongqing. He heard that there was a way to get rid of the traitors, and the Shanghai Operation Team was overjoyed and immediately sent a capable personnel to meet with Wu Ming through Chongqing Radio, preparing to cooperate with him and put all the treasures on Wu Ming.

After careful consideration, Wu Ming also felt that if someone cooperated with this operation, the chances of winning would be greater, so he agreed to the Shanghai Action Team's suggestion. Of course, he was cautious and had a lot of thought about this meeting. Just look at Liu Geqing, who was sweating, panting and resentful in front of him, he knew it.

Liu Geqing, the capable general of the former head of the Shanghai District of the Military Control Commission, Wang Tianmu, was known as the super killer's operation team leader. He organized the assassination of Wang's puppet foreign minister Chen. He admired Dai Li very much and vowed that he would never change his loyalty to Dai Li for his personal safety under any circumstances.

Liu Geqing wiped his sweat and looked at Wu Ming. He was not astonishing as he looked a little weak, so why should he brag? If this mission hadn't had a great deal of concern and too many concerns, there would be no use for this guy. Humph, see how I complained to the superiors after the failure of the operation!

"Prepare the rifle and arrange the vehicles when retreating." Wu Ming said lightly: "You can book a room at ** Hotel later. Just take all the things over. I will go there to find you tomorrow night."

Liu Geqing swallowed. Seeing that Wu Ming was about to leave, he couldn't help asking again: "It's over, that's all?"

Wu Ming rolled his eyes and said angrily: "Also. Don't tell or use too many people. This kind of thing cannot be solved by a large number of people. Also, I am not sure. If you have a way, do it yourself."

Liu Geqing's lips moved, and he was choked and could not speak.N

Wu Ming turned around and took two steps and stopped again, and turned around and said, "Change your image. Haven't you learned to dress up? Go back and think about how to remove this matter from the relationship and not lose the population. Working with you, you will be worried and worried. It's really."

"Okay, okay, okay, you're awesome." Looking at Wu Ming's back, Liu Geqing gritted his teeth and nodded repeatedly, "I see when you can be crazy."

Another lightning flashed on his head. White and bright raindrops fell down, smashing a lot of dust. The soil was filled with rain, wind, soil, and rain mixed together. It formed a piece of together. Countless arrows shot from the ground, and thousands of waterfalls fell on the houses.

Wu Ming sat in the room facing 401 in the ** Hotel, looking at the heavy rain outside the window, frowned gently, hoping that the rain would be smaller tomorrow morning. Otherwise, can he successfully kill the traitor with a rifle that he still doesn't know what it is?

For his own safety, Wu Ming first moved into the hotel, sat in the room, and monitored the movements of the opposite house at all times...N. Liu Geqing moved in. Not long after, another woman entered the room with a box. Every move did not escape Wu Ming's ears and eyes.

It was time. Wu Ming looked at the dark sky outside, then looked at his watch, turned around and walked out.

When Liu Geqing and his girlfriend Lu Di saw Wu Ming coming in, they all breathed a sigh of relief and their anxious expression eased. "The thing is here." Liu Geqing opened a rectangular box, and a mid-step rifle lay quietly on the diagonal of the box, next to it was a sawed stock and two magazines.

Wu Ming didn't say anything, nodded slightly, picked up the gun, and looked at it carefully. There were two nails on the butt stock, which could be inserted into the hole drilled by the other half. After a combination, it turned into a complete rifle.

The medium-formal imitation of the M1898 Mauser rifle, the barrel was shortened to 600mm, the total gun weight was 4kg, and the 7.9257mm pointed bullet was used as standard ammunition, with extremely high lethality. The warhead was divided into two types: S-type light pointed bullet, the warhead mass was 9.98g, which was first used in 1903. It is the first formal pointed bullet in the world. Its characteristics are the bottom of the warhead is skirt-shaped, and it is deformed and close to the barrel wall after firing, which can effectively seal the gunpowder gas; the sS-type heavy pointed bullet, the warhead mass is 12.83g, and the bottom of the warhead is in the shape of a boat tail, which can effectively reduce resistance, thereby improving the ballistic straightness and increasing the effective range.

Pulling a small crack in the curtain, Wu Ming signaled Liu Geqing to turn off the light, then raised his gun, aimed in the direction of the bridge head, put down the re-adjustment ruler, and then raised his aim. Finally, he took out his scope from his arms, repeatedly used the gun, calculated and corrected.

Liu Geqing looked outside through the gap and asked in confusion: "Can you see clearly from here?"

"I can't see clearly." Wu Ming replied expressionlessly, still doing the preparations in a meticulous manner.

"What should I do?" Liu Geqing said worriedly.

"By feeling." Wu Ming looked up at him, put down the adjusted rifle, picked up two magazines, removed the bullets, and inspected them carefully one by one.

Liu Geqing shook his head with a wry smile, and his girlfriend Lu Di squatted down with interest and watched Wu Ming's movements.

Wu Ming carefully selected five sS-shaped heavy-pointed bullets, took out a knife, and carved it hard on the bullet.

"Why do you need to draw flowers?" Lu Di asked curiously.

"Can explode." Wu Ming didn't raise his head and replied coldly.

Wu Ming pressed the processed bullet into the bullet compartment, took out an iron wire from his body, wrapped it around the muzzle, and then gently stretched it out more than 20 cm, wet the towel in his arms with water, and wrapped it outside the wire circle.

"What's the use?" Lu Di was a curious baby. He didn't care about Wu Ming's coldness at all, and continued to ask.
Chapter completed!