Chapter 72: Shocking Explosion
Hearing Yu Zuobai’s words, everyone on their faces showed an eager and ready expression.
A tall man respectfully asked: “Commissioner Yu, how much time do we have?”
Yu Zuobai silently calculated for a moment: “Three minutes, about that much.”
Everyone hearing three minutes felt somewhat disappointed, but it was still better than nothing.
Yu Zuobai ignored everyone’s expressions, closed his pocket watch and said: “Listen to my order, first and second teams back door, third and fourth teams front door.”
“Remember, you only have three minutes, fireworks as the signal, when you see the fireworks in the middle of the warehouse ignite, regardless of the situation, the whole team withdraws.”
“Yes, officer.” Everyone responded in unison, then nimbly took out the pistols from their waists.
Pistol, also known as twenty-shot or fast-slow machine, this gun’s prototype is the German C96 series pistol.
It is a brand new automatic pistol, and due to its burst-fire capability, it can sometimes be used as a submachine gun.
Moreover, the pistols in these people’s hands were different from others; this gun could hold twenty rounds of ammunition, with a magazine length of about ten centimeters.
However, the magazines in their hands were welded, simply welding two magazines front-to-back together.
After firing one side, they could quickly switch to the other side, so in this way, one gun equaled forty rounds of ammunition.
It could completely turn the pistol into a submachine gun.
“People inside listen, you are surrounded, please do not do pointless resistance, put down your weapons, come out and surrender.”
“The Imperial Army will treat you preferentially…”
From the tin horn came Nakamura Jiro’s not very fluent colonel accent.
It sounded strange, but full of killing intent.
After shouting twice in a row, the Japanese devils soldiers around also gradually approached the warehouse, battle about to break out.
“Timing starts.” With Yu Zuobai’s order, he raised his hand and first shot off the circuit breaker in the warehouse.
The moment the lights went out, four or five German-made pumpkin grenades were thrown outside.
“Boom, boom” successive explosion sounds rang out, immediately from outside came the little Japanese devils’ shouts: “Enemy attack, enemy attack, take cover, attack, attack.”
The machine gunner in the squad found position, the Type 96 light machine gun aimed at the warehouse gate and suddenly opened fire, in an instant, a burst of dense “da-da-da” gunfire rang out.
The front began shooting, and the warehouse rear also rang with bursts of gunfire.
Due to the circuit breaker inside being sabotaged, the people outside also couldn’t see clearly what was happening inside.
These Japanese devils soldiers could only first use firepower to suppress the opponent’s shooting.
Gunfire also sporadically came from inside the warehouse, making the Japanese devils soldiers dare not casually approach.
It continued for several minutes, the warehouse inside suddenly lit up mysteriously, immediately after, the gunfire began to gradually fade.
“Cease fire.” Nakamura Jiro raised the tin horn and shouted loudly.
The gunfire instantly stopped, and no more gunfire came from inside the warehouse.
Ando Shinichi stepped forward a few steps, looking at the pitch-black warehouse, a trace of doubt suddenly appeared between his brows.
“Mr. Nakamura, take a squad inside to check, be careful not to let the opponent fire a black gun.”
“Hai,” Nakamura Jiro slightly bowed, turned and ordered: “First squad, follow me.”
“Hai” more than ten soldiers holding Type 38 rifles responded in unison, following Nakamura Jiro slowly approaching the warehouse.
The first few held flashlights in their hands, the rear few gripped their rifles tightly.
These Japanese devils soldiers usually trained together, their coordination naturally very tacit.
The group tiptoed to the warehouse door, listened carefully for a moment, and found no sound inside.
Nakamura Jiro raised his right hand, spread four fingers, gestured forward, making a troops advance hand signal.
The few behind immediately stepped forward, heavily pushing open the warehouse gate.
A burst of flashlight lights swept around, but not a single person shadow was seen.
“Where are the people?” Nakamura Jiro looked puzzled, more than ten people just disappeared like this?
“Search,” with an order, this group of Japanese devils soldiers were just about to rush in, but suddenly heard continuous “bang bang bang bang” explosion sounds from a corner of the warehouse.
“Get down,” Nakamura Jiro first lay on the ground, vigilantly watching the surrounding environment changes.
But after more than ten seconds, besides the earlier explosions, the warehouse remained completely quiet.
How strange.
At this time, the Japanese devils soldiers guarding the back door also rushed in, led by the investigation team’s other team leader Uchino Takeo.
“Cough cough,” Uchino Takeo waved his hand, said to Nakamura Jiro: “Mr. Nakamura, have you found the enemy?”
“We rushed in from the back door, and the people disappeared.”
Nakamura Jiro shook his head, only feeling the air filled with a choking smell.
“First connect the electricity, this place isn’t that big, I don’t believe they can fly to the sky.”
“Hai.” The subordinate Japanese devils soldiers slightly bowed, waved his hand, several people holding guns, step by step groped toward the circuit breaker direction.
To prevent enemy sneak attacks, the several strictly followed tactical training, front one holding flashlight, two beside assisting, rear two holding rifles, preventing anyone sneaking from behind.
Soon, the team going to turn on the electricity safely reached below the circuit breaker, the lead Japanese devil shone the flashlight.
Luckily, not seriously damaged, the opponent’s two shots only hit the fuse box, the wires still intact.
Nimbly removed the wires, casually tied a knot and inserted into the fuse box, then prepared to flip the circuit breaker up.
On the other side, Nakamura Jiro and Uchino Takeo led the remaining more than ten Japanese devils soldiers carefully searching every corner of the material warehouse.
Afraid of letting Yu Zuobai and others escape.
But somehow, the lights shone over everything gray and hazy, couldn’t even see ten meters ahead.
The most uncomfortable was that the air everywhere was filled with the smell of flour.
Everyone felt even breathing unusually difficult.
“Mr. Nakamura, what’s going on? Why do I feel something’s off?” Uchino Takeo followed the team further and felt more and more uneasy.
“What exactly are these people trying to do? They blew flour all over the ground, what are they up to?”
Nakamura Jiro hadn’t studied chemistry, naturally unable to answer this question.
The next second, sizzle sizzle, a current sound rang out, the overhead lights flickering on and off.
“Bang,” with a sound, the two pre-connected wires burst out a dazzling spark when strong current passed through.
“Rumble.” The entire warehouse echoed with a sound like a hundred thunderclaps exploding at once.
The ground shook violently, the Japanese devils soldiers outside the warehouse momentarily unable to stand steady.
Huge flames sprayed out from the warehouse, the glass around the warehouse instantly shattered by the powerful airflow, along with much materials hit by the shockwave, blown flying outdoors.
In this era, no one could predict that just some flour dust flying everywhere could create a massive explosion upon meeting a spark.
Ando Shinichi looking at the material warehouse ahead with flames shooting everywhere, sweat instantly drenched his entire head.
“Quick, quick, put out the fire.”
