When he passed by the lobby on the first floor of the East Building, Zhu Chen saw a reporter with a camera hanging around his neck and holding a video camera in his hand. It was probably Reporter Fang.
Not only could this person not speak English, but he could also speak Japanese. He should be of great use in the future. She had to find a way to keep him, but she could not care about him for the time being.
Zhu Chen did not stay for long.
From the small door of the east building, it was the small villa.
The door of the small villa was locked, and they could only climb over the wall to enter.
Zhu Chen slung the rifle over his shoulder and ran up to the wall. He jumped up three meters into the air and reached out to grab the top of the wall.
Then, with a leap, he was already on the wall.
After reaching the wall, Zhu Chen immediately lay down.
Although there were four rows of warehouses blocking the way and he shouldn't be discovered, Zhu Chen was still very careful.
Then, he reached out his hand and grabbed Duanwu's hand, pulling him up as well.
Climbing over the wall and entering the villa, a dilapidated aura assaulted his senses. He saw that the courtyard was filled with junk and two huge craters. The main building was also riddled with holes.
It was obvious that this place had been heavily bombed.
Zhu Chen's target was a room facing east on the second floor of the villa.
This room faced the street on both sides. The south side faced the new garbage bridge, and the east side had a high chance of seeing the Japanese sniper.
Gunshots continued outside the villa. Apparently, there were enthusiastic citizens of Shanghai joining the ranks of the suicide squad, trying to help the 524th Regiment connect the phone line.
However, Zhu Chen could guess the result with his toes.
There could only be one outcome for these warm-hearted citizens, and that was death!
When faced with a professional sniper, it was difficult for ordinary people who had not received bullet dodging training to escape the fate of being hunted.
Even so, Zhu Chen was not in a hurry. As a sniper, he knew better than anyone that he had to remain calm under any circumstances.
Once a sniper lost his cool, he would not be far from death.
Zhu Chen did not enter through the door. Instead, he leaped through the window and entered.
The dust in the room was very heavy, indicating that no one had come in for a long time.
Zhu Chen was relieved when he saw that there were no footprints on the ground.
He immediately got up from behind the window and gestured to Duanwu. Duanwu followed suit and jumped in through the window. After landing, he even rolled. He learned pretty fast.
Zhu Chen gave Duan Wu a thumbs up and removed the Type 38 rifle from his shoulder. Then, he carried the rifle and slowly walked up the stairs.
Zhu Chen's footsteps were very light. There was basically no sound of footsteps at all.
Duan Wu observed carefully and kept his footsteps as light as possible. He tiptoed up the stairs.
Zhu Chen's footsteps looked slow, but they were actually very fast. In the blink of an eye, he had already reached the second floor.
After listening for a moment and making sure that there was no one hiding in the rooms, Zhu Chen signaled for Duan Wu to stay at the stairwell to be on guard. Then, he went into the room in the southeast corner alone.
Just as Zhu Chen had expected, the room faced the street on both sides. The windows were very large and were originally covered with curtains. However, the curtains on the south window were gone, and more than half of the window was blown up. With a single glance, one could see the new garbage bridge dozens of meters ahead.
Coincidentally, another youth from the club came onto the bridge.
This kid was quite smart. He knew that he couldn't walk in a straight line.
However, it was useless. To a professional sniper, this little trick was useless.
Sure enough, after narrowly dodging two shots, the youth was still shot in the heart on the third shot. He fell on the bridge unwillingly.
At this moment…
More than ten clubs had fallen on the new garbage bridge!
The Japanese sniper on the other side of the Northern Tibet Road was obviously a real expert!
Zhu Chen's gaze turned to the window on the east side. The curtain of this window was still there, but half of it had fallen off.
With a flash, Zhu Chen hid behind the intact half of the curtain. Then, he used the muzzle of his gun to slightly open the curtain, just in time to see a small bungalow that had half collapsed.
Combined with the gunshots and the youths who were shot on the new garbage bridge, Zhu Chen could basically determine that the Japanese sniper was hiding in the small building opposite.
Zhu Chen quietly placed the muzzle of his gun on the windowsill. Then, he used the small gap created by the gun barrel to search the small bungalow opposite him inch by inch.
Gunshots rang out continuously.
However, Zhu Chen was not anxious at all.
The more he fought with an expert, the more he couldn't rush.
Finally, when Zhu Chen's gaze swept past a window, he saw a faint muzzle flash.
I've found you! A cold smile immediately appeared on Zhu Chen's face. He then gently pushed the bolt and inserted a bullet into the barrel.
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