PFC Chapter 457: Blame the Military Control Commission
Chapter 457: Blame the Military Control Commission
Okay...
Very good disguise.
At first he sent Liu Long out, and then when he saw the shooting he pretended to be scared, it was all very realistic.
There is still one here, a fish that has slipped through the net.
Liu Long remained silent, pretending not to notice. He shook his right wrist and the dagger jumped out of the storage space and appeared in his hand!
The waiter had no idea that Liu Long would be so alert and move so quickly at this opportunity!
Liu Long exerted force suddenly, holding the dagger in his right hand, and drew a cold light backwards in the dark night, like a full moon!
The sharp tip of the dagger directly cut through the waiter's throat, leaving a big gash!
The broken blood vessels were like a faucet that suddenly burst, spraying out blood mist!
"go away!"
The waiter covered his throat and tried to pull the trigger, but Liu Long kicked him in the chest and sent him flying back several meters.
He fell to the ground, eyes wide open, dead.
Liu Long took a deep breath and looked around. There was a lot of noise in the distance and the black man who was patrolling nearby was about to arrive.
Raking grass and hunting rabbits...
After all the effort tonight, these weapons should be wasted...
It really hurts to spend points to exchange with the armory.
Liu Long did not pick up the most conspicuous Thompson submachine gun, but took the waiter's pistol, which was not bad, a Gun Brand pistol.
That is Browning.
Liu Long has one, so they make a perfect pair.
The key is that this gun is full of ammunition.
Liu Long put all the bullets outside that had not been emptied into the space, saving as much as possible.
They disguised the scene and shot each body several times.
It doesn't look like a one-shot kill.
Liu Long thought about it, moved a stool, sat at the door of Ningbo Hotel, picked up a Mauser pistol used by the Military Control Commission on the ground, looked at his left arm, and shot himself in the left arm.
He fired the shot deliberately. Facing such heavy firepower, he didn't suffer any injuries at all. That's impossible...
No damage to bones and blood vessels.
Liu Long did all this, with a cigarette in his mouth, pretending that the battle had just ended, holding a handkerchief to cover his wound, and sitting here gasping for breath.
Sure enough, not far away, Xiao Zhang and his men, five or six cars, came over in a mighty manner.
The first car actually belonged to Chiyo Shizuko of the Special Service Department.
Chiyo Shizuko was on duty tonight and was shocked when she heard the news.
Bring the special agent department to rescue Liu Long.
Chiyo Shizuko saw Liu Long sitting on a chair under the hazy moonlight, smoking a cigarette and treating his wound.
There were three bodies lying on the ground.
"Control the scene! Search! See if there are any suspicious persons!"
Chiyo Shizuko quickly squatted down to check Liu Long's wound, frowning worriedly: "Liu Sang, are you okay?"
Liu Long pretended that his wound hurt, gritted his teeth and took a breath of cold air, and even pulled Chiyo Shizuko's small jade hand and touched it for a while.
"It's okay, Miss Chiyo, don't worry about me... I was just honorably wounded. I tried my best and used all my skills to kill them all by myself. Oh, there was also an underground party in there, who made me cut his throat."
“Ms. Chiyo, let me tell you, I almost couldn’t see you anymore! Wuuwuwu…”
Liu Long pretended to have a runny nose and buried his head in Chiyo Shizuko's soft bosom, pretending to sob and said, "It's so good to be able to see you alive!"
what……
Fragrant, soft...
The power of pomelo is not just talk...
On the one hand, Chiyo Shizuko felt distressed, but on the other hand, the impression that Liu Long had left on her was that he was timid and cowardly.
No wonder Liu Sang was crying.
The battle just now must have been fierce.
She stretched out her jade hand and patted Liu Long on the back, comforting him:
"Liu Sang, don't worry, we are here."
"Do you know who it is?" Chiyo Shizuko asked while hugging Liu Long with heartache.
"Someone called and asked me to come here to meet someone. They said they had information about the underground party! I came here after receiving the call, and I was ambushed."
Liu Long pretended to think: "They should be disguised underground party members! They all have southern accents, and their weapons are still on the ground."
"Baga! Bring us the weapons!"
Chiyo Shizuko's heart suddenly filled with anger.
How dare you hurt her Liu Sang? You are really tired of living!!!
"Hey!" A Japanese soldier handed over the Thompson submachine gun lying on the ground.
"American equipment?"
Chiyo Shizuko thought for a moment, then looked at another revolver: "They are from the Military Control Commission. Search this area within a five-kilometer radius. Arrest all suspicious persons found! Anyone who resists arrest will be shot on the spot!"
"Hi!" The people from the Special Agent Department immediately drove into action.
"Hurry up and bring the medicine box over, doctor, bandage Liu Sang!"
"I'll go report the situation to the director." Chiyo Shizuko said.
Liu Long nodded quickly.
After the bandage is done.
The people from the Criminal Division came over and saw that Liu Long was not seriously injured. Xiao Zhang exclaimed, "Fuck! Chief, you are really awesome!"
"One against four!"
"Section Chief Liu is invincible and a role model for our generation." Several people from the Criminal Division were filled with emotion and flattered Liu Long.
Liu Long chuckled, with his arm in a sling, and asked Xiao Zhang to light a cigarette for him.
He took a sip of smoke and started to brag: "At that time, these three men pointed guns at my head! They were only five meters away! They told me to surrender to them!"
"Am I... am I that kind of person? I have long been loyal to the Imperial Japanese Army! A loyal minister cannot serve two masters! I decisively refused! Facing the threats from these people, I didn't even blink an eye!"
"I pretended to surrender, and when they weren't paying attention, I snatched their guns! Without any fear!"
"See those bullet holes on the glass at the back? They're all the result of my single-handed gunfight with them!"
Chiyo Shizuko went to make a phone call to report the situation to Taro Ozawa. When she came back, she saw Yanagi Ryu sitting on a chair, bragging to his subordinates with saliva flying everywhere.
She covered her mouth and smiled.
She had just looked at the bodies, each of which had several gunshot wounds.
I have to say that Liu Sangji is a man of good fortune.
"Ms. Shizuko is back?" Liu Long looked at Chiyo Shizuko.
Shizuko walked over with her long legs. "Well, Director Ozawa said that the Military Intelligence Bureau's people dared to harm you, the best police officer in the National Police Agency. Their conscience is very bad! He will personally comfort you tomorrow and thoroughly investigate the enemy agents of the Military Intelligence Bureau in Xinjing."
"Oh, that's really great."
Liu Long said, pretending to be grateful.
"Seal off the scene." Liu Long was injured, and Chiyo Shizuko gave the order on his behalf, asking the Special Forces and Criminal Divisions to seal off the scene and collect evidence.
"Liu Sang, your arm is injured. Come to my house tonight and I will take care of you."
Seeing that there was no one around, Chiyo Shizuko squatted down and spoke tenderly.
"Ah... okay then." Liu Long couldn't refuse.
In fact, the wound on his arm from the gunshot wound he had inflicted on his body after it was transformed by the Nighthawk System has probably begun to heal...
"Liu Sang, let me support you." Chiyo Shizuko was very considerate and put Liu Longhao's arm on her shoulders.
Helped Liu Long into the car.
Liu Long looked back and saw the Ningbo restaurant in a mess in the night.
I guess after this battle, the military officials wanted to kill him even more...