With the arrival of the Japanese Rangers, the situation in Shanghai became increasingly serious.

These Japanese troops were completely different from all previous opponents.

They have extremely high tactical literacy, move quickly, have accurate marksmanship, and have strange movements.

After successive attacks, it disappears immediately.

What about the next attack?

When will it appear?

Meng Shaoyuan didn't know at all.

However, in such a critical situation, his emergency response measures still worked.

Patrol officers from the Police Department of the Ministry of Industry and Commerce Bureau entered the contact points they were responsible for one after another.

The contact point on the second road received help from two police officers during the evacuation.

They completed their retreat successfully.

According to the on-site intelligence afterwards, there must have been an ambusher at the time.

The agents have actually been exposed to their guns, just because the presence of patrols makes them worried.

These Rangers must have received orders from their superiors and tried not to anger the Ministry of Industry Bureau.

After all, the new chairman of the Ministry of Industry, Kai Ziwei, is not very friendly to the Japanese.

If you want to continue your activities in the concession for a long time, maintaining mutual aggression with the patrol house is the wisest choice!

Although using the power of the patrol room to cover the agents played a great role, Meng Shaoyuan was not happy at all.

Too passive.

This is really too passive.

The initiative is completely in the hands of Japan.

They can attack whenever they want.

If you feel there is danger, you can lurk immediately.

When the limelight passes, they will appear again like ghosts!

In countless crises, Meng Shaoyuan has always been the one who took the initiative, but now, the initiative is no longer in his hands.

He doesn't like this feeling, he doesn't like it very much.

"What should we do if two boxers are fighting on the stage but they are not of the same weight class?" Meng Shaoyuan suddenly asked.

Wu Jingyi was startled: "You ask me?"

Meng Shaoyuan, however, had no intention of asking him to answer: "A boxer has experienced hundreds of battles and is invincible. He can kill a cow with one punch. What about the other one? How can he defeat the opponent if he is just a fledgling and weak in punching?"

Wu Jingyi doesn't know, she has no answer.

Meng Shaoyuan said to himself there: "Actually, there are ways to bribe the referee, put medicine in the water he drinks, find his woman, coerce and lure him, and poison him."

Wu Jingyi was stunned when she heard this.

Li Zhifeng was stunned when he heard this.

What kind of solution is this?

Isn't that too despicable?

Is there anything he can't do?

"I have only one purpose, to knock down this grandson." Meng Shaoyuan never considered what others were thinking: "Now, I have to deal with thirty grandsons, and I can't deal with them all at once. What should I do? I'll deal with them one by one.

Drop them.

Several attacks were launched at the same time, which shows that these grandchildren spread out, broke into pieces, found opportunities, and gave us a fatal blow. In order to avoid exposure, the number of them in each group was not too large.

When hunting jackals, hunters must first find where the jackals are hiding, and then they can set a trap. They must be hiding nearby, waiting until we are negligent, and then suddenly bite us."

He raised his head sharply: "Li Zhifeng, take the guards and come with me to the Second Avenue to have a look."

"yes!"

Wu Jingyi quickly said: "Bring more people with you, just in case."

"Yes, I'll call in two more teams."

Li Zhifeng also said hurriedly.

"It's not necessary." Meng Shaoyuan shook his head: "If there are more people, the target will be bigger, and it will be easier for the other party to detect it. Moreover, if there is an encounter, with them carrying too many people, it will only increase the casualties."

Li Zhifeng was a little unconvinced.

Aren't they just some little Japanese, what's there to be afraid of? It's not like I haven't fought them face to face on the battlefield.

Little Japan is still carrying his head on his neck. If he is hit by this bullet, he will die.

However, the rule here is that once the superior expresses his opinion, do not argue with him, otherwise, the feeling of wearing those little shoes will not be so pleasant.

…

"right here."

Li Zhifeng took Meng Shaoyuan to the roof of a three-story building: "The French people used to live here. After the war broke out, the French sold their companies in Shanghai and only kept this small building.

A couple takes care of it.

Every morning, the milkman delivers the milk and takes away today's empty bottles. But this morning, he came to deliver the milk as usual, but did not see the empty bottles. This time he will be deducted money.

So he kept knocking on the door, but no one answered. The milkman was very familiar with the couple who lived here and knew where they kept the key to open the door. As soon as he opened the door and went in, he found the bodies of the couple in the bedroom.

.”

The panicked milkman immediately reported the incident to the police station.

After the patrol arrived, they carefully checked the room and found a bullet casing missing on the roof. It was exactly the same as the bullet used by the killed military agent before, both 6.5mm Arisaka rifle bullets!

"It should be a Type 97 sniper rifle."

Li Zhifeng is still very experienced: "The precise shooting range is 600 meters, the maximum shooting range is 3,000 meters, and the location on the roof of the building is just within the precise shooting range."

Meng Shaoyuan is an amateur at this point: "Continue."

"Yes. The Type 97 sniper rifle is an improved version of the Type 38 sniper rifle. It can load five bullets at a time and is equipped with a 2.5-magnification optical sight. The stock is lighter and can be folded. If necessary, it can be equipped with a thick iron wire

Made of monopod."

"Where's the gunman?"

"128 cm, folded to 79 cm, the whole gun weighs less than 8 kilograms."

"It's less than one meter, and it's very light and easy to carry." Meng Shaoyuan murmured.

Japanese bullets are small-caliber bullets. The muzzle flash of this type of bullet is almost inconspicuous when fired. The reason is that the burning process of the ammunition in this distance is either completed or nearly completed, so the shooter can be protected in the dark.

and concealment.

The Type 97 sniper rifle performs very well in this regard.

Often on the battlefield, Chinese military officers and soldiers died under the cold fire of the Japanese army within a specific distance and were unable to locate the Japanese snipers to fight back, all thanks to the Type 97 sniper rifle.

No matter at night, the military officers and soldiers of the Nationalist Army could not see the tongue of fire spitting out of the Type 97 sniper rifle; during the day, they could not see the white smoke and dust from the muzzle of the Type 97 sniper rifle.

This is also a major killer weapon in the Japanese army.

Meng Shaoyuan walked around the rooms in the house, opened each drawer and looked at it: "Is that a bullet casing found on the roof?"

"Yes."

Meng Shaoyuan nodded, and then said: "Can you find the milkman?"

"Can be found."

"Go and bring him here at once."

Li Zhifeng was startled: "What do you want to do with him?"

"Don't ask too many questions."

Meng Shaoyuan had a straight face, then smiled and said, "I suddenly want to drink milk."

baffling.
Chapter completed!