pappabearbooks Chapter 1632 Rescue successful
Chapter 1632 Rescue successful
Chapter 1632 Rescue successful
Cao Yu stood at the door. He looked at the blazing fire downstairs, heard the noisy sounds outside, and felt the scorching waves downstairs. He was completely stunned.
In fact, when someone came in downstairs, Cao Yu woke up alertly.
His first reaction was that someone had broken in.
Cao Yu took out a dagger from his body, ready to strike at any time:
If the burglar went upstairs, he would have to kill him. If he stayed downstairs and didn't go upstairs, he wouldn't cause any trouble.
Then, Cao Yu heard that this person was only busy downstairs and had no intention of going upstairs, which made Cao Yu feel relieved.
Soon, the people downstairs left.
Then--
The fire started.
……
Cao Yu was stunned. At this moment, he was absolutely sure that the guy who sneaked into Guo Kai's house and set fire was his comrade.
Or to be more precise, they came to rescue the arrested comrades.
Moreover, Cao Yu immediately understood why his comrades chose to set fire to Guo Kai's residence.
Guo Kai is a traitor. His mansion is empty and no one is around, so you can set fire to it without any worries.
The purpose of setting the fire was to attract the fire brigade from Milestone Road to put out the fire, causing chaos in the surrounding area, and the comrades could take advantage of the chaos to attack No. 33 Milestone Road and launch a rescue operation.
In his heart, Cao Yu couldn't help but applaud the comrade who formulated such a rescue plan. It was truly extraordinary that this comrade could formulate such a suitable plan in such a short time and according to local conditions.
However, at this moment, Cao Yu looked at the fire downstairs with his mouth wide open in shock.
He felt a bit amused and helpless.
How many times has this happened to me at the hands of my comrades?
……
When the fire started downstairs, Cao Yu's first thought was to evacuate downstairs. However, the arsonist actually poured gasoline on the furniture and sofas to help fuel the fire. The fire spread rapidly under the help of gasoline. Most importantly, this guy was very cunning and even poured gasoline on the stairs, which immediately caught fire.
This directly blocked his possibility of going downstairs to escape.
Of course, Cao Yu also knew that if he risked being burned by the fire and jumped down the building and ran through the fire, it might be possible for him to rush to the yard and evacuate from the first floor.
However, he couldn't do that, as this would leave him with many unexplained situations when facing the Jessfield Road investigation.
Even if he could temporarily explain it away and get away with it, Cao Yu was very clear that this unreasonable behavior would inevitably come into the sight of someone with ulterior motives, which would bring huge hidden dangers to his future undercover work.
Therefore, Cao Yu knew that he could not risk rushing out of the fire from the first floor. He even did not allow himself to die in the fire due to bad luck, which would also bring huge sequelae and safety hazards to the organization.
The fire downstairs was getting bigger and bigger, and Cao Yu was choked by the thick smoke and coughed repeatedly.
He took off his pants and urinated on the blanket he had used to keep warm. Then he wrapped himself in the blanket, bent down, and groped his way along the upstairs corridor until he came to the easternmost room.
This room has a skylight, which you can open to climb to the roof.
……
Cao Yu pushed open the iron skylight cover with all his strength and climbed out.
He still had the sheet tied around his waist, which he had just pulled off the bed in the room.
He simply used a dagger to cut the bed sheet several times, then tore it into several strips. He tied one end around his waist and the other end to the eaves. Cao Yu jumped down from the upstairs like a cat.
Fortunately, I was smart, otherwise I would have died at the hands of my own people. This is even more unfair than Dou E's death. Cao Yu was filled with mixed feelings.
Just at this moment, two water jets were thrown in, drenching Cao Yu like a drowned chicken.
Cao Yu was shocked. He cut the bed sheet with a dagger, then picked up the bed sheet and wrapped it around his head, mainly to cover his broken ear.
A team of firefighters rushed into the yard pushing water hoses and saw a strange guy standing there with his face covered in dust and his head wrapped in cloth.
"Jiang Mule, if you don't want to die, be smart." Cao Yu pulled out a pistol from his waist and pointed the muzzle at the firefighters.
……
The door opened.
An agent looked at the firefighter and asked, "Where do I put my fingerprints?"
While speaking, this person subconsciously looked towards the sky-high flames of No. 34.
"Here." Lao Huang said, "Wait, I will take over Indonesia for you."
He put his hand to his waist, as if he was taking something out.
Just as the man came over and was about to press his fingerprints, Lao Huang pulled out a dagger from his waist, held the man in his arms, covered his mouth, and stabbed the dagger directly into his throat.
Puff puff.
Almost at the same time, Cheng Qianfan drew his gun from his waist.
boom!
He shot dead the agent who was about to close the door.
Then he saw a man reaching for his waist in panic, and Cheng Qianfan pulled the trigger without hesitation.
Bang bang bang.
Just at this time, Cheng Qianfan heard a roar, "All Jiang Mule, get to work, anyone who stands in my way will die!"
Then there were two gunshots.
Ginger mule?
Cheng Qianfan was extremely shocked. Who was this bastard pretending to be Jiang Mule?
However, at this moment, he didn't care about all this and rushed into the courtyard with the pistol in both hands.
Almost at the same time, a guy with a dusty face, wet body, head wrapped in cloth, dressed like a red-headed Indian, holding a pistol in his hand, finally intimidated the firefighters to make way, and he rushed through the gate as if escaping.
After rushing out of the courtyard, Cao Yu fired another shot into the air and shouted at the top of his voice, "Anyone who dares to show his head when Jiang Mule is doing this will be killed without mercy!"
Then he swung his hand and fired a shot, which hit the wall directly at a second-floor window, causing a woman in the house to scream and cry.
"If you dare to peek again, I'll hit you on the head next time."
Some firefighters were still diligently putting out the fire, while others secretly poked their heads out and looked outside in fear.
Then I saw this strange red-headed guy, holding a pistol, rushing towards No. 33, Miles Road next door.
Meanwhile, on the other side of No. 33, there was already a burst of gunfire.
This immediately frightened the firefighters.
"Come back, come back." Someone shouted, "Focus on putting out the fire. We are from the fire brigade. Put out the fire, put out the fire."
……
An agent from the Secret Service Headquarters rushed out, covering his wound after being shot. He had just arrived in the yard.
boom!
Lao Huang shot the man dead with one shot.
There was a burst of continuous gunfire in the room.
"Second brother, are you okay?" Old Huang suddenly had an idea and shouted.
"It's okay." Cheng Qianfan replied in a hoarse voice, "Brother will just guard the door."
……
The room was already littered with corpses.
Cheng Qianfan's expression was gloomy and cold. He stepped on the ground with his firefighter's long rubber boots. The ground was red, and there were bloody footprints with every step.
boom!
Cheng Qianfan shot and killed a man who was trying to launch a sneak attack.
Then he kicked a chair away and pointed the gun at a man who was kneeling on the ground trembling with fear.
"Tell me, where are the people you escorted from Shanghai being held?" Cheng Qianfan pointed the muzzle of the gun directly at the man's forehead.
"I, I, I don't know." The man said stutteringly, sweating profusely.
boom!
Cheng Qianfan shot a dead agent from the secret service headquarters in the head, smashing it into pieces, and then pointed the muzzle of the gun at the man's forehead, "I don't have patience. I'll ask you one last time."
"I know, I know, I know. There are some in the utility room, and they are interrogating people in the basement."
"Lead the way." Cheng Qianfan said coldly, "Don't play tricks, or I'll turn you into a hornet's nest."
At the gate of the yard, Lao Huang heard the sound of footsteps and immediately pointed his gun at the gate.
"Jiang Mule, stop doing your work and close the door!" a voice shouted.
Then, he saw a guy with a pistol in his hand, his head wrapped in cloth, with only half of his face and eyes exposed.
……
Cao Yu looked over.
His eyes were eager and fiery.
Then he saw a man wearing fire brigade uniform and an oilcloth mask on his face.
It was precisely because of this mask that he could not see the man's face clearly.
Lao Huang aimed his gun at "Bu Tiao Ah San".
Cao Yu did not raise his gun.
Lao Huang did not pull the trigger, his eyes were alert and scrutinizing.
"Boss." Cao Yu asked sharply, "Can you find A Yuan from the Shang family?"
"Looking for it." Old Huang's eyes relaxed. He looked at this strange 'cloth strip Ah San' and had some idea of his identity in his mind.
"Do you need my help?"
"Just go and do your thing," said Old Huang.
Upon hearing this, Cao Yu said nothing more. He waved at the 'firefighters' and ran away quickly, his steps seeming to carry the light wind.
……
With an emergency brake, a freight truck stopped at the door of No. 33.
Lu Dazhang, wearing a mask, poked his head out and said, "I'll guard the door, you go in and help."
Old Huang nodded and rushed in with a pistol in hand.
Lu Dazhang held the pistol tightly in his right hand, looked at the rearview mirror vigilantly, and at the same time looked ahead, guarding against any disturbance.
Judging from the gunshots, the enemy should have been eliminated. The most important thing now is to find the captured comrades and rescue them.
……
"Here!" Cheng Qianfan's voice came.
Old Huang walked over in the direction of the sound and saw Comrade "Miao" coming out from underground. He pointed a gun at an agent who was carrying a person on his back.
"Hurry up, send it to the car." Cheng Qianfan said.
Old Huang walked forward, took a look, and felt relieved, knowing that the injured and unconscious comrade was none other than Comrade Dandelion.
He pointed a pistol at the agent and ordered him to carry the person on his back and continue walking toward the truck at the door.
Cheng Qianfan went directly to the utility room in the backyard.
……
Soon, Lao Huang escorted the agent back.
"There are two more comrades here." Cheng Qianfan called out to Lao Huang in a low voice.
Two comrades in the utility room had shackles on their hands and feet, one of them was in a coma, and the other one, who was less seriously injured, was looking at them vigilantly.
"Comrade, we are here to rescue you." Cheng Qianfan said.
"Torture failed, so you turned to deception and inducement to confess?" the man with less serious injuries said coldly.
boom!
Cheng Qianfan simply raised his hand and fired a shot, killing the agent who was forced to speak by him and who acted as a temporary porter.
"Do you believe it now?" he said to the comrade.
He doesn't have time to explain anything. This kind of explanation is the quickest, most effective and convincing.
"I kind of believe it." The comrade took a look at the dead spy, swallowed, and nodded.
Cheng Qianfan put the pistol on his waist and carried the unconscious comrade on his back, while Lao Huang carried the comrade with less serious injuries.
The four of them quickly evacuated towards the door.
"Do you believe it?" Cheng Qianfan asked when passing by the main hall.
The comrade saw the four or five bodies on the ground, and then saw the three bodies in the yard, including Yuan Ziren's body. He was extremely excited and said excitedly, "I believe it, I believe it, comrade!"
……
Cheng Qianfan and Lao Huang lifted the two comrades onto the truck.
He motioned to Lao Huang to get on the passenger seat, while he stayed in the truck to take care of the injured comrades and also provide security during the evacuation.
Lu Dazhang stepped on the accelerator, and the truck engine roared as it drove quickly into the night on Miles Ai Road.
When passing by the door of No. 34, the fire there had not diminished at all, and one could hear the shouts of the firefighters as they diligently put out the fire.
……
The truck was moving very fast.
Cao Yu almost kicked the rickshaw to the point of sparks.
He wanted to return home as quickly as possible.
On Xi Aixians Road, Zhao Shuli saw the taillights of the truck disappear into the night from afar, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Zhao Shuli did not have any regrets for not personally participating in the fierce battle of the rescue operation.
He didn't fire his gun in the fight, which means everything went well.
Once he is needed to fire a gun to cover the retreat, it means the situation is already bad.
After quickly changing his clothes, Zhao Shuli left the house on West Aixians Road. He had to leave the area before the police heard the news and launched a large-scale search.
"Comrade, who are you?" The comrade with less serious injuries asked Cheng Qianfan in a low voice.
"We are arranged by the organization to rescue you." Cheng Qianfan's voice was still hoarse. Even when facing the comrades rescued by him personally, he still adhered to his habit of caution and did not spit out the walnut in his mouth.
He looked at the comrade and said, "Comrade, as for the rest, I cannot say anything."
"I understand. I understand." As he said this, the comrade coughed.
Cheng Qianfan walked up to him and touched his forehead, "Do you have a fever?"
"The wound is infected and I have a fever." The injured comrade forced a smile and said, "However, compared to this, being rescued and being able to continue the revolution is already a great blessing."
"Comrade, what's your name?" Cheng Qianfan took out a cigarette case from his pocket, put a cigarette in the comrade's mouth, took out a match case, covered it with his clothes, and lit the cigarette with a match.
The comrade who was less seriously injured took a few puffs of his cigarette, sighed greedily, and said, "Comrade, I can only tell you my current name."
"My name is Lin Qingqi." He took another long puff of his cigarette and said.
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