Spy Wars: Get the Predator equipment at the beginning

Chapter 379 Wangcai ran away

With a dull "bang", Zhang Yunhe jumped off the tree branch and landed on the ground.

Against the backdrop of green branches and ferns, a ripple of water passed by, the dead leaves on the ground made a rustling sound, vague footprints appeared, and from time to time the sound of dead branches being stepped on could be heard.

Zhang Yunhe had already walked to Asano Shimizu's body. A regular circular black hole on his back pierced through his chest. The internal organs at the edge of the hole were burnt, and the blood was sealed in his body and did not flow out.

He hooked his foot and the body turned over and lay on the ground. Asano Shimizu looked at the sky with wide eyes.

After scanning with the Iron Blood Mask, Zhang Yunhe saw that Asano Shimizu was dead, and he immediately put his body into the backpack space.

At this time, the sound of dead branches being broken and shaking was heard from not far away.

Zhang Yunhe turned his head and saw a familiar figure running towards him quickly with a gun in hand. He immediately dodged and hid.

As soon as he hid, Ma Dazhi had already run to the place where Asano Shimizu died with a Thompson submachine gun.

Ma Dazhi had obviously seen that there was someone at this position just now, but now he was gone. He immediately looked around vigilantly with his gun in hand.

The messy dead leaves and blurry footprints on the ground caught Ma Dazhi's attention. He slowly walked over and squatted down, looking in the direction of the blurry footprints.

The blurry footprints disappeared under a big tree.

Ma Dazhi couldn't help but look up at the tree. There was a blurry and transparent thing with a watermark on the branch. He suspected that his eyes were blurry and couldn't help but rub his eyes.

Looking up at the tree branch again, the blurry and transparent watermark disappeared.

"It seems that I was too nervous!" Ma Dazhi breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed.

He turned and walked to the scene of the battle, and saw the bodies of Japanese spies all over the ground. He went forward to check one by one, touched the corpses and took out some pounds, French francs and silver dollars.

Before he could finish searching all the bodies, a voice came from far behind him.

Ma Dazhi knew that the people from the Blue Shirts Society had arrived. He turned his head and saw some men in black flashing through the woods. He immediately stood up and went deep into the woods.

After Zhang Yunhe left the hill and came to the road, he took out a car from the space in his backpack, got in the car and drove in the direction the escort convoy left.

After chasing for half an hour, Zhang Yunhe saw the last truck in the convoy, so he slowed down and followed it from a distance.

Until the convoy arrived at the checkpoint, Zhang Yunhe drove his car and stopped not far behind the convoy.

When the convoy was undergoing inspection at the checkpoint, Zhang Yunhe got out of the car and lit a cigarette. Several escort team members at the back of the convoy looked at him vigilantly.

Zhang Yunhe drove back only after the convoy passed the checkpoint inspection and left.

After the escort convoy entered the customs, Zhang Yunhe felt relieved. After all, the Japanese's influence had not yet extended here. He also believed that Mr. Song would definitely arrange personnel to pick them up. Even if the Japanese had a backup plan, it would be difficult for them to succeed.

When Zhang Yunhe returned to Hong Kong Island Hotel, Ma Dazhi had already returned. He was walking back and forth in the guest room, anxiously waiting for news about the red spider lily.

Zhang Yunhe did not go to room 606 to find Ma Dazhi, but returned to room 706 and called room 606.

"Jingle Bell……"

Ma Dazhi could tell it was Higanbana calling at this time, so he picked up the phone immediately: "Hello?"

Zhang Yunhe said, "The escort team has safely entered the border. There shouldn't be any problems on the rest of the journey. Our operation has been successfully completed. We can now consider withdrawing!"

Ma Dazhi felt relieved after hearing this and asked, "What are your plans next?"

"Back to Shanghai, didn't you say that Yang Zhicheng embezzled a sum of money and is now preparing to leave Shanghai for the Clown Country? I plan to get that money from him first as activity funds!" Zhang Yunhe said.

Ma Dazhi agreed after hearing this: "Yang Zhicheng is indeed asking for trouble. You even saved his life. He was still quite resilient in the Japanese interrogation room. I didn't expect that once he was rescued and the money was paid, his will would be corrupted by money!"

"Would you like my help this time?"

Zhang Yunhe thought for a moment and said, "Sometimes it's difficult for one person to do many things. If you're willing to lend a hand, it will be much easier to get the money out of Yang Zhicheng this time!"

"Okay, contact me when you get back to Shanghai!"

"Then let's meet in Shanghai!"

……

a week later.

Zhang Yunhe at Jiangzhou Wharf was directing workers to move cargo from a cargo ship when a vibrating notification sounded from the Tiexue computer.

He immediately made an excuse to go to the toilet and left the dock.

Back in the car, he immediately put on his iron-blooded mask, and through his headphones came bursts of angry roars from the office of the director of the Blue Shirts Society headquarters.

"You bastards, good-for-nothings, you can't even keep two people under control. What's the point of keeping you around? Now Wangcai and Zhou Sihai have escaped. How am I supposed to explain this to this old man?"

What? Wangcai and Zhou Sihai ran away?

Although Zhang Yunhe had known that the two people would run away, he was still shocked when he actually heard the news, because the way these two people ran away was completely different from what he knew.

"Amaza, this is my fault. I swear to bring these two back from Hong Kong!"

"Are you a pig? By the time you took your men to Xiangjiang, they would have already escaped from Xiangjiang. Now, no one knows where these two are!"

"I just went to see the old man, and he instructed us to execute them at all costs! I suspect these two will likely head to Shanghai. You must immediately take an elite force and rush there. I will order the Songhu Station to gather all the information about Wangcai and the other two and cooperate with you in the assassination. We absolutely cannot allow them to set up another stage to perform!"

"Yes, Amaza!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Yunhe took off his iron-blooded mask, thought for a moment, and made a call using virtual dialing.

At this time, thousands of miles away in Shanghai, in an office of the Academic Affairs Office of the Concession Municipal Council, Ma Dazhi was chatting and drinking tea with his colleague sitting at the desk opposite him.

"Ding-ling-ling..." the phone rang.

Ma Dazhi was about to answer the phone, but his colleague stood up and answered it first.

"Hello, this is the Academic Affairs Office's Academic Discipline Inspection Section!"

"I'm looking for Ma Benchao!"

"Oh, wait a minute!" The colleague put down the phone in disappointment and shouted to Ma Dazhi, "Lao Ma, I'm looking for you!"

"Thank you!" Ma Dazhi stood up and walked over to answer the phone: "Hello?"

"Go to the public telephone booth diagonally opposite the Municipal Council gate in ten minutes to answer the call!" After saying this, Higanbana hung up the phone without waiting for Ma Dazhi's response.

Seeing Ma Dazhi put down the phone without saying anything, his colleague couldn't help but ask curiously: "Lao Ma, what's the matter?"

"Oh, it's okay. A relative is looking for me outside. I'm going out for a bit and will be back in twenty minutes at most. Please cover for me. If anyone from above comes, just say I went to the hospital to see a doctor for diarrhea!"

"Okay, go ahead!"

Ma Dazhi walked out of the Municipal Council building, smoked a cigarette, looked around, crossed the road and came to the public telephone booth on the side of the road diagonally opposite.

"Jingle Bell……"

Ma Dazhi answered the phone: "Hello!"

Zhang Yunhe said on the phone, "Wangcai and Zhou Sihai have escaped. They're likely heading to Jiangning to set up another stage for a performance, and they're likely passing through Shanghai. The Blue Shirts Society headquarters has already issued a kill order against them and sent an elite squad!"

"During the next period of time, it's very likely that the Blue Shirt Society will engage in many fights with Li Qun, Ding Mo and the others. You'd better hide well and don't get caught up in the chaos!"