All this is a long story, but it actually happens in a very short time.

From the time Abe Kaguji tricked Yoshida Jiro and took control of the yard, to Jiro Yoshida realized the problem, he returned and tried to re-control the entire yard, which only took a few minutes.

At this time, Yan Ling and Song Shunhao were still looking for oil, shells, explosives, etc.

What made Yan Ling even more anxious was that it took time to pry the door lock and the wooden box. Although it took very little time, at this time, a second was very precious.

"Captain, Warehouse No. 3 is a rifle!"

"Captain, Warehouse No. 5 is a cannon!"

"Captain, Warehouse No. 18 is a bullet!"

The team members reported one by one, but still couldn't find the oil.

The gunfire at the gate of the yard has become even more intense. It is conceivable how fierce the firefighting at the gate of the yard is at this time!

"Calm down, be sure to calm down!" Yan Ling took a deep breath, tried his best to calm himself down, and then took a deep breath of air conditioning. However, this air conditioning was not used to calm the mind, but to identify the smell.

If the information is true, if the yard does contain oil, then there will be no odor of diesel or gasoline in the air!

Although he tried several times before and didn't find it, Yan Ling decided to try again.

Luck is pretty good. This time, Yan Ling finally smelled a faint smell of gasoline from the air!

Yan Ling suddenly opened his eyes, identified the location again, and immediately shouted: "Warehouse No. 9, Warehouse No. 9!"

Song Shunhao immediately rushed to Warehouse No. 9 with two team members. As soon as he rushed to the iron gate of the warehouse, Song Shunhao immediately waved the hammer in his hand and smashed the big iron lock with violent means.

With a bang, the iron lock took off and fell.

Song Shunhao pulled the iron door latch and pushed it hard, and the heavy iron door slowly opened.

The next moment, the strong smell of gasoline came to his nose. Song Shunhao looked closely and saw that the stacks of oil barrels were piled up in the warehouse.

Seeing this, Song Shunhao immediately rushed outside the iron gate and shouted excitedly: "Finished! Found!"

Yan Ling rushed over as fast as possible. After seeing the mountains of oil barrels in the warehouse, a ferocious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. It was considered to have found you!

Immediately afterwards, Yan Ling strode forward and overturned two barrels of gasoline to the ground with force.

Then, Yan Ling pulled out the bayonet and poked a hole in the two oil barrels.

The next moment, clear gasoline flowed out from the holes that the bayonet broke, and soon wet the ground and spread towards the warehouse gate.

"Shunzi, you guys go!" Yan Ling shouted sternly as he retreated.

The other team members immediately retreated, but a sharp look suddenly flashed through Song Shunhao's eyes. Then he did not retreat but advanced, but instead grabbed Yan Ling's front with one step.

Yan Ling couldn't help but be surprised and said angrily: "Shunzi, what are you doing?"

Song Shunhao said resolutely: "Senior Brother, go, I'll stay and light the fire!"

"Fart!" Yan Ling said furiously, "Can you master the timing of ignition? Don't fry yourself! Go quickly, you can't complete this task!"

"Senior brother, you can do it?" Song Shunhao smiled miserably and said, "Don't think I'm easy to cheat when I'm young. Once the gasoline is lit, it can quickly detonate the entire oil warehouse. The explosion of the oil warehouse can instantly cause the entire yard to explode. Can the person in charge of ignition run faster than the shock wave generated by the explosion?"

"Shut up, this is not something you should consider. Go away quickly!" Yan Ling said angrily, "There is no time!"

Song Shunhao shook his head resolutely and said tragically: "Second Brother, Senior Brother is dead. Now among the disciples of the Jingwu Society, you are very capable. The Jingwu Society can be without me, Song Shunhao, but you can't do without you. You go, I will stay!"

While saying that, Song Shunhao also pressed his throat with a bayonet and said sternly: "Senior Brother, if you don't leave, I will kill myself. You go, you go quickly!"

"Shunzi!" Yan Ling shouted in anger.

Song Shunhao held the knife and exerted a little force on his right hand, and a blood thread appeared on his neck.

Yan Ling's heart trembled immediately and shed tears and said, "Okay, I'll go, I'll go!"

After saying that, Yan Ling turned around and walked out because he knew that Song Shunhao had made up his mind and he would stay again, but the result was that two people could only die together. Instead of both of them died here, it would be better to keep a useful body for the time being and kill a few more Japanese devils on the battlefield in the future to avenge this bloody revenge for the junior brother!

Yan Ling caught up with the evacuated team members and soon arrived at the gate.

At this time, the operation team members guarding the gate were still confronting the Japanese operation team.

Because the number of troops on both sides is comparable, with more than 100 people and the firepower is similar, no one can do anything to each other in a short period of time. However, the garrison of the 15th Division of the Japanese army is in Jiangwan, so it won’t take long before the Japanese devils of the 15th Division will arrive, and the situation will be different immediately at that time.

Fang Jianwei turned around and saw Yan Ling coming out, and shouted sternly: "Swallow, how about it?"

"The district mayor, he has found the oil warehouse and left Shunzi there to be responsible for lighting the fire." Yan Ling roared with gritted teeth, "We can withdraw!"

"Shunzi?" Fang Jianwei just paused a moment when he heard this, without any regretful expression.

Because when we arrived at Fang Jianwei's position, sacrifice was common. Which agents on the secret front were not working with their heads? They were still alive in this second, but they might be sacrificed in the next second. It was lucky to die. The most unlucky thing was that they fell into the claws of Mei's mechanism and were tortured to the point of being unhealthy.

Fang Jianwei shouted: "Retreat, withdraw quickly!"

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Let’s talk about Song Shunhao again.

To ensure the successful ignition, Song Shunhao poked a few more oil barrels with a bayonet, so that the entire warehouse floor was almost completely soaked with gasoline. Then he moved an oil barrel and placed it in the middle, and finally sat on the oil barrel.

At this time, the gunfire from the gate of the yard began to become sparse.

Song Shunhao immediately understood that Fang Jianwei and Yan Ling had already withdrawn.

"Second Brother, the Jingwu Association will be developed by you in the future." Song Shunhao murmured, then took out a pack of cigarette from his pocket with trembling hands, and took out several of them. As a result, his hands were shaking violently and fell to the ground. It was not until the fourth cigarette that he finally got into his mouth. Then he took out a lighter and lit the cigarette.

After only two or three sips, the sound of rapid and messy footsteps sounded outside the warehouse.

Immediately afterwards, a team of Japanese Operations players with live ammunition appeared in Song Shunhao's vision.
Chapter completed!