Fujiwara Yuma led the elite he had selected and trained to fight the special operations brigade three times.

　　All three times, they were completely annihilated by the special operations brigade.

　　This was unacceptable to him.

　　In reality, the destruction of his teams each time was related to directional mines.

　　But today was the first time he had the opportunity to study this.

　　The puppet soldiers of the Nanjing garrison had already run over to check the situation.

　　They were reprimanded by the Japanese soldiers under Fujiwara Yuma.

　　The puppet soldiers could only stand far away,

　　protecting the area.

　　The Japanese garrison stationed further away also arrived at this time.

　　They had heard that the puppet Reformed Government's Minister of Foreign Affairs had been assassinated.

　　They immediately began searching the area.

　　Commander of the Central China Expeditionary Army, Yan Junliu, had personally gone to the front line to command the Battle of Xuzhou a few days ago.

　　The final result was very satisfactory to him:

　　The Central China Expeditionary Army did not send many troops, but the speed of advance was fast.

　　Most importantly, they were the first to rush into Xuzhou.

　　This finally allowed Commander Yan Junliu to regain the face he had lost in front of the special operations brigade since taking office.

　　The damage suffered by the Central China Expeditionary Army in Wuhu and Jurong, although there were many casualties, did not attract much attention and had little political impact.

　　In contrast, the defeat suffered by the North China Front Army in Taierzhuang was watched by the whole world.

　　Heavy casualties shocked the world.

　　In comparison, the North China Front Army lost more face.

　　After the Battle of Xuzhou, the Central China Expeditionary Army immediately began its offensive against the upper reaches of the Yangtze River.

　　They wanted to capture Wuhan.

　　Judging from the progress of these days, everything was going smoothly.

　　This made Commander Yan Junliu of the Central China Expeditionary Army very happy recently.

　　His good mood was just brought to an end:

　　Chen Lu, the Foreign Minister of the puppet Nanjing Reformed Government, was assassinated under heavy protection and was already dead.

　　The continuous huge explosions in the city did not reach the location where Yan Junliu was resting.

　　It was only at this time that he learned that such a big event had happened in Nanjing tonight.

　　He was furious and immediately ordered a curfew throughout Nanjing, ordering a careful search to find the assassins.

　　Lieutenant Colonel Fujiwara Yuma had almost reconstructed the scene outside Chen's residence:

　　Four bombs had been planted in advance.

　　The Japanese soldiers who chased after them had just entered the arranged trap, it was that simple.

　　On the ground at the scene, the Japanese soldiers also found those iron pellets that had not been effective.

　　Judging from the size of these iron pellets, the wounds on the Japanese soldiers were caused by them.

　　Back inside Chen's residence, corresponding blast points and some iron pellets were found in the three places that were attacked.

　　This showed that this team of assassins was very skilled in the use of this weapon.

　　Fujiwara Yuma immediately thought of the iron pellets he found outside the gate of Jiangwan Airport.

　　Could this be that same team again?

　　By now, the Japanese personnel planted within the Nationalist army, and the Nationalist army high-ranking officials who were originally on good terms with the Japanese,

　　had already investigated all the past of Lin Fan and the special operations brigade.

　　Fujiwara Yuma was clear about all the actions that had official reports and records on the Nationalist army's side.

　　He already knew that this assassination of Chen Lu must be inextricably linked to the special operations brigade.

　　Thinking of the special operations brigade, one could not help but think of Lin Fan.

　　Fujiwara Yuma thought that he had returned from studying in Germany, but Lin Fan had fled back from Germany.

　　He also had the status of a royal relative, with his own halo.

　　In the past few months, he had accomplished nothing and suffered repeated setbacks.

　　Comparing himself to Lin Fan, who started alone, fought the Sihang Warehouse battle, and went from a single person to forming a company of more than a hundred people.

　　Then he moved to the Jiangyin Fortress, and suddenly expanded a team of one hundred people to more than a thousand.

　　Moving to Nanjing, he developed a team of more than a thousand people into tens of thousands.

　　Then to Jurong, he actually conquered a large territory and established a base area with a population of millions.

　　He had nearly 100,000 armed personnel under his command.

　　In comparison, Fujiwara Yuma felt that his life was a failure.

　　Too much of a failure!

　　Royal blood was actually not as good as a commoner.

　　More than a dozen of his Japanese soldiers also found the bodies of the thirteen Japanese soldiers guarding the door in the shadows.

　　These corpses were all stabbed to death with bayonets.

　　Moreover, they were all stabbed directly into the chest from the front.

　　This made the Japanese soldiers present a little puzzled:

　　What was going on?

　　The bodies of the Japanese soldiers guarding the entrance of the alley were also found.

　　Now, Fujiwara Yuma finally understood:

　　The assassins had already killed these Japanese soldiers outside when they entered Chen's residence.

　　Their plan was really meticulous!

　　Worthy of being the special operations brigade.

　　The team I want to train is such a team!

　　Fujiwara Yuma was filled with emotions about the team that came to assassinate tonight.

　　How much he hoped that this team was trained by him.

　　Or that he could also train such a team.

　　He had determined that the assassination today was done by the special operations brigade.

　　Fujiwara Yuma, who had failed in his duty to protect, didn't want to move at all.

　　This had nothing to do with physical strength, he was just heartbroken and tired.

　　But he still had to report to Yan Junliu.

　　This was because, when Chen Lu arranged his residence,

　　he deliberately placed it next to his special training team,

　　Fujiwara Yuma also had a share in the task of protecting Chen Lu.

　　Yan Junliu's attitude towards Fujiwara Yuma was much worse than Matsui Iwane's attitude towards Fujiwara Yuma.

　t blame him, after all, a Japanese soldier who constantly consumed the empire's grassroots elites was not worthy of respect.

　t it for Fujiwara Yuma's family having a huge influence in the empire, Yan Junliu would have wanted to punish Fujiwara Yuma.

　　Fujiwara Yuma had single-handedly caused the death of thousands of the empire's squad leaders and platoon leaders.

　　This was far more damaging than a battle caused by an elite Nationalist army division against the imperial army.

　　These dead Japanese soldiers were all the most grassroots elites in the combat teams.

　　Commander Yan Junliu heard that Fujiwara Yuma's special operations squadron, which had been training for half a year,

　　had lost three squads tonight, and only a dozen Japanese soldiers remained in the entire team.

　　Three squads were lost, and it was discovered that there were at least thirty assassins, all dressed in black.

　　Yan Junliu kept suppressing his anger.

　　When he heard Fujiwara Yuma say with great certainty that the assassination tonight was done by the special operations brigade,

　　he became a little more cautious.

　　The commander of the special operations brigade ran to Teng County a few days ago, and actually developed a team of nearly 20,000 people in southern Shandong.

　　He also established a base area.

　　This made Yan Junliu very concerned.

　　He had changed his initial strategy and was trying to win over the special operations brigade and Lin Fan in a gentle way.

　　Now he heard that the special operations brigade had assassinated Chen Lu.

　　Yan Junliu suddenly had a brilliant idea: let Lin Fan be the president of the puppet Nanjing Reformed Government's Executive Yuan.

　　To realize this idea, it was necessary to first find a middleman to establish contact with the special operations brigade.

　　Who to look for?

　　That was a problem!

　　Lieutenant Colonel Fujiwara Yuma looked at Yan Junliu without speaking for a long time.

　　He was uneasy, wondering what kind of punishment he would receive this time.

　　He didn't expect that after a long time, Yan Junliu finally said:

　　"You may leave!"

　　Fujiwara Yuma still mustered his courage: "Commander!

　　My special operations team suffered heavy casualties.

　　Is it possible to add some soldiers to it?"

　　Yan Junliu frowned, wanting to get angry.

　　In the end, he tried his best to suppress his anger:

　　"This time, I can only replenish you from the new recruits.

　　Too many of the empire's most elite soldiers have died at your hands.

　　I can no longer let you keep sending the warriors to their deaths like this."

　　"Hai!" Fujiwara Yuma didn't dare to be picky now.

　　Choose from the new recruits?

　　Fujiwara Yuma, who walked out of the headquarters, was about to cry when he thought of this.

　　What he wanted to train was not those Japanese soldiers who went to the battlefield as cannon fodder.

　　What he wanted to train was an elite who could fight a hundred, who could do what others could not.

　　The more he thought about the many Japanese soldiers he had trained, it seemed that they had all become cannon fodder.

　　This was a special situation!

　　Fujiwara Yuma gave himself a reason to forgive himself.

　　Lin Fan and his group had already found a place to stay.

　　It was in the Qian family's residence.

　　The Qian family was now in Jurong, and the residence here was empty anyway.

　　Such a large residence was only guarded by a few servants.

　　Lin Fan and the others quietly went in, and no one noticed.

　　The whole city of Nanjing was noisy for half the night, and more than a dozen night travelers were arrested.

　　I don't know what they were doing.

　　But now they were all assassins.

　　If you say they are, they are, even if they are not!

　　Dai Li, who was still in Jurong, had his own channels. Just two hours after Lin Fan successfully killed Chen Lu,

　　Dai Li received a telegram from an intelligence agent lurking in Nanjing: Chen Lu was assassinated at his residence at 9 p.m. tonight!

　　Holding the telegram in his hand, his heart was pounding!

　　Dai Li absolutely believed that this was done by the special operations brigade.

　　Because he knew the protection situation of Chen Lu's residence.

　　The personnel he sent out had already failed several times.

　　Each time it failed, the protection around Chen Lu was strengthened.

　　This morning, he had just visited Lin Fan, and there were results in the evening.

　　How strong was the combat effectiveness of the special operations brigade?

　　The next morning, Chiang Kai-shek received Dai Li's report.

　　He learned that the Foreign Minister of the puppet Nanjing Reformed Government was assassinated at home.

　　He was very satisfied.

　　These days, he had been attacked a lot domestically and within the party.

　　They were all saying that he was incompetent in the war of resistance, and it would be very dangerous to continue to persist like this.

　　Through Chen Lu's death, Chiang Kai-shek hoped to give a warning to those surrenderists and traitors.

　　In fact, this warning took effect that day.

　　The officials in the entire puppet Nanjing Reformed Government were all in danger, especially the high-ranking officials led by Liang Hongzhi.

　　They were so scared that they did not dare to go out of their residences.

　　Even so, they were still afraid.

　　Because Chen Lu was assassinated in his residence.

　　These traitors could not do anything, which made Commander Yan Junliu, who supported them, very dissatisfied.

　　His purpose in supporting this puppet government was only to cover people's eyes and ears.

　　So that the Japanese plunder in the entire occupied area could have a reason.

　　Now these traitors did not dare to go out or speak out.

　　How could this work?

　　In order to reassure these traitors, the Commander of the Central China Expeditionary Army personally arranged to move the entire office location of the puppet Nanjing Reformed Government to Shanghai.

　　They would directly work in the Japanese Marine Corps Building.

　　The security here was very strict. Last year, Chiang Kai-shek organized three elite German-equipped divisions but failed to break in.

　　He organized these traitors to move that day.

　　This reassured the traitors.

　　The Japanese did all this in secret, and few people outside knew about it.

　　Of course, Lin Fan and his group did not know either.

　　This day, Lin Fan and the others were still scattered around Nanjing, scouting the area.

　　Preparing to attack Liang Hongzhi, the great traitor of the puppet government.

　　On the streets of Nanjing, Lin Fan saw the special car equipped for Liang Hongzhi by the Japanese,

　　protected by Japanese soldiers in front and behind.

　　At least a squad of Japanese soldiers followed this traitor.

　　The traitor's car drove directly into the office building, and it was impossible to see him get out of the car with his own eyes.

　　Lin Fan and the others did not know at all that Liang Hongzhi was no longer sitting in the car at this time.

　　This was an emergency suggestion made by Fujiwara Yuma after learning that the entire puppet Reformed Government had been sent away:

　　the actions of all the great traitors of the puppet Reformed Government who had moved to Shanghai, in Nanjing, should still proceed as usual.

　　However, all those sitting inside were Japanese soldiers.

　　This was a trap! It was to lure those assassins into being fooled.

　　In order to make it look real, the Japanese actually found people who were similar in shape to the traitors to pretend to be the real thing.

　　The bodyguards and guards around the traitors had not changed at all.

　　Their plan succeeded: Lin Fan combined what he saw with the information sent by Dai Li.

　　He formulated a plan to attack Liang Hongzhi's residence at night.

　　Liang Hongzhi lived not far from the Presidential Palace.

　　The security here was actually similar to Chen's residence.

　　There was a squad of Japanese soldiers guarding outside the door.

　　There was a squad of Japanese soldiers inside his residence.

　　In addition, there were twenty bodyguards around him.

　　Today, Lin Fan had more time to prepare.

　　He specially went to a high place in the afternoon to check the internal layout of Liang's residence.

　　He also carefully studied the information sent by Dai Li.

　　The structural drawing of the main building of Liang's residence showed that the entire main residence had three floors, and Liang Hongzhi's bedroom was on the left side of the second floor, next to his bodyguards and attendants.

　　No secret passages were found in the house from these materials.

　　The materials on Chen Lu yesterday did not specify that there was a secret passage in his study.

　　Lin Fan looked at the newly made sand table of Liang's residence and its surrounding situation.

　　He said to the fifty-three people who followed him into Nanjing:

　　"We only killed Chen Lu last night,

　　and the Japanese will definitely be prepared for tonight's action.

　　Tonight may be difficult, or it may be a trap.

　　Whether it is difficulty or a trap, a mountain of knives or a sea of fire,

　　we have to break through it.

　　Commander Fu did a very good job in yesterday's operation.

　　The placement of several directional mines

　　dissolved all the Japanese attacks.

　　It laid the foundation for everyone's quick retreat.

　　We have to do the same tonight.

　　First, make a good retreat plan.

　　Then retreat according to the plan."

　　Feng Junya said: "Commander! You command outside tonight.

　　I will lead the team into the residence."

　　Lin Fan said with a smile:

　　"If things can't be done, I will send you in to test.

　　This is irresponsible to everyone. If I am such a commander,

　　what reason do you have to follow me?

　　If there is really a trap inside, I can cancel the action now.

　　Since we have made thorough preparations and have considered the possibility of a trap inside,

　　I should go inside. Everyone is a member of the war of resistance.

　　No one is more important than anyone else.

　　I am the same!"

　　Feng Junya saw the Japanese soldier who could split bullets with a knife last night.

　　He also saw the whole process of Lin Fan's fight with that Japanese soldier.

　　Thinking about it, if Lin Fan hadn't gone in last night,

　　would the more than twenty soldiers who rushed in have been able to withstand that Japanese soldier?

　　Thinking of this, Feng Junya no longer insisted.

　　Lin Fan pointed to the sand table and said:

　　"We will have fewer people going in tonight.

　　Leave the main force outside.

　　To guard against sudden situations that may appear on the periphery."

　　Feng Junya suggested: "Commander! Bring our rockets."

　　"That's a good idea! Bring more!"

　　The special operations brigade brought ten rockets when they came in yesterday.

　　Thirty more were sent in this morning.

　　The quantity was enough.

　　These rockets were specially brought in to increase the firepower of the action team this time.

　　The caliber used was 120 mm, and a single one weighed 50 pounds.

　　They had to be supported by a frame when used.

　　Of course, they could also be carried on the shoulder, but it was very physically demanding and the sound was too loud.

　　One person could only fire three rounds in a row at most.

　　This was the method of use that Lin Fan particularly emphasized.

　　Fifty-four people stayed in the room, and everyone clearly understood their mission and position tonight.

　　They made corresponding arrangements for all kinds of situations they could think of.

　　The first to act were the observation team and the fire support team.

　　Their mission was to occupy the high ground and observe the situation around Liang's residence.

　　When the action team needed fire support, they would use the rockets.

　　It was getting dark!

　　Fujiwara Yuma led the last dozen or so Japanese soldiers of his special operations squadron,

　　and waited in Liang Hongzhi's residence.

　　The special operations squadron he had personally trained had a total of 110 casualties in last night's action.

　　Fifty-two were seriously injured, and only seven were slightly injured.

　　Most of the fifty-two seriously injured Japanese soldiers had amputations and would never be able to return to the battlefield.

　　Tonight, Fujiwara Yuma chose to guard in Liang Hongzhi's residence only because of his sixth sense.

　　He believed that if the assassination team from last night were to take action, the possibility of choosing this place was greater.

　　The current Fujiwara Yuma urgently needed a decent victory to change Commander Yan Junliu's view of him.

　　Nine o'clock.

　　A team of Japanese soldiers patrolled outside Liang Hongzhi's residence.

　　The Asao Yuma squad guarding the gate had been terrified since it got dark.

　　They already knew what happened at Chen Lu's residence last night.

　　Although the Central China Expeditionary Army had issued a strict order to keep this matter confidential,

　　these Japanese soldiers stationed in Nanjing had established a solid friendship with each other during the three months of revelry.

　　The news spread like wildfire in private.

　　The Japanese soldiers in Asao Yuma's squad all knew the details.

　　They also knew that a dragnet had been set up in Liang's residence today, waiting for the assassins to fall into the trap.

　　But none of them, the Japanese soldiers on the surface, had been increased.

　　In Lieutenant Colonel Fujiwara Yuma's words: "If I increase your squad to a platoon,

　　would the assassins dare to come to your door?"

　　He was a lieutenant colonel! Asao Yuma was only a sergeant, so what Lieutenant Colonel Fujiwara Yuma said was right.

　　If there was really an attack, the entire Asao Yuma squad would be bait, cannon fodder to be sent to their deaths.

　　Because of this, after dark, the Japanese soldiers in the entire Asao squad were very nervous.

　　They had been startled by the swaying of the trees several times, almost opening fire.

　　Now they finally saw a patrol team passing by.

　　The Japanese soldiers in this squad suddenly felt like they were drinking ice water in June,

　　and their hearts suddenly settled down.

　　With courage, these thirteen Japanese soldiers stood up straight,

　　as if they were the stone lions that had stood outside Liang's residence for I don't know how many years, full of vigor.

　　Lin Fan asked loudly to this team of seemingly energetic Japanese soldiers:

　　"Gentlemen! Is there anything unusual?"

　　Squad leader Asao Yuma quickly replied: "Report! No."

　　Lin Fan smiled: "Don't be so nervous, we were also temporarily strengthened to patrol an area.

　　If you find anything, you can inform us.

　　In fact, it's been quiet all the way we've been walking!"

　　After he finished speaking, he took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and handed them out one by one: "Gentlemen, you've worked hard!"

　　The Japanese soldiers in Asao Yuma's squad were all flattered.

　　They quickly took it.

　　The soldiers following Lin Fan also quickly stepped forward and lit the cigarettes for these Japanese soldiers one by one.

　　Their attitude was extremely good.

　　It was night now, and with the help of the dim street lights, you could still see the smoke swirling here.

　　It looked very much like the hazy scene during a sacrifice.

　　Lin Fan also put one in his mouth for himself.

　　He didn't say a word.

　　The thirteen Japanese soldiers in Asao Yuma's squad were all stuffed in the mouth and their heads twisted by the people who lit the cigarettes.

　　Crack! Crack! The sound kept ringing.

　　The heads of the thirteen Japanese soldiers were all twisted 180 degrees.

　　To be on the safe side, the soldiers who did it held them steady for a minute.

　　When these Japanese soldiers were all motionless,

　　they dragged them to a dark place that was not easy to be discovered.

　　The routine was similar to last night.

　　Thirteen action team members in disguise stood in front of the gate of Liang's residence, straight and tall, just like before.

　　Lin Fan smiled and straightened Li Mi's collar:

　　"Action!"

　　The thirteen people left outside now needed to install the directional mines.

　　Wu Junmei was the first person to enter Liang's residence.

　　He quietly slipped down the wall and carefully observed the surrounding situation.

　　Everything was normal!

　　One after another, the action team members came in.

　　They silently felt their way from the gate towards the main building.

　　Lin Fan looked at the three-story building with all the lights off.

　　He was puzzled.

　　His hand kept changing gestures.

　　Meaning that five people should go in with him.

　　The rest of the people would build a defense outside to prepare for special situations.

　　Lin Fan led five people and gently felt his way to the entrance of the building.

　　The door was actually bolted from the inside.

　　The main door was blocked!

　　They retreated to the side window and, with the help of the starlight,

　　Lin Fan could see that there was a window on the third floor about ten meters above the ground that was open.

　　He pointed to the upstairs.

　　Lin Fan used both his hands and feet, his fingers hooked into the brick cracks, and he climbed up quickly like a gecko.

　　Just outside the window, he smelled a smell of脂粉 (zhī fěn - face powder) in the room.

　　He listened carefully and heard someone breathing steadily inside.

　　He swayed his body and entered the room. With the help of the starlight, he quickly walked to the location where he had just heard the sound.

　　It was obviously a woman on the bed, lying on her side and sleeping soundly.

　　Lin Fan covered her mouth and nose with one hand and chopped the back of her head with the other.

　　After putting down the unconscious woman,

　　Lin Fan lowered the rope from the window.

　　Five soldiers went up to the third floor quietly.

　　Feng Junya and the others were outside, nervously making arrangements.

　　Squeak!

　　Lin Fan opened the door!

　　The sudden opening of the door on the third floor made Fujiwara Yuma, who was waiting on the second floor, nervous.

　　Lin Fan pushed the door gently, but he didn't expect that this seemingly very good door would make such a loud noise.

　　The corridor outside was empty.

　　Lin Fan stopped the five soldiers behind him and told them to wait a little longer!

　　He acted alone in the corridor on the third floor.

　　He walked quietly, just walked past the first two rooms when he heard something.

　　He retreated back gently.

　　In the room, Lin Fan gestured: "There are at least seven people in the room next door.

　　The same is true in the rooms further past."

　　"A trap? Or is the Japanese protection of Liang Hongzhi always so strong?"

　　Lin Fan said definitely: "It is impossible for seven people to live in such a room for a long time.

　　This is a trap!"

　　He gestured: "I'll go out and go to the second floor!

　　Make some noise.

　　You set up bombs at the door, and when the Japanese soldiers on the third floor walk out of the room,

　　detonate them!"

　　This was very special operations brigade!

　　It was also Lin Fan's consistent style.

　　When Lin Fan walked out of this room again, he was carrying four directional mines in his hand.

　　After distributing them evenly throughout the third floor,

　　he gently walked to the second floor and placed one on the left side of the second floor.

　　He placed one on the right side.

　　Then he continued to walk towards Liang Hongzhi's bedroom.

　　He walked to the bedroom door and pushed it gently.

　　It didn't open.

　　Lin Fan could only squat down and gently open the door with the tool in his hand.

　　When he pushed the door, Fujiwara Yuma, who was in the room, had already opened his eyes wide and stared at the door.

　　When the doorknob rotated, Fujiwara Yuma and the three Japanese soldiers in the room were ready.

　　They were waiting for the best opportunity.

　　In the tense sight of the four Japanese soldiers, the door slowly opened.

　　The door slowly opened, but no one came in.

　　Just as Fujiwara Yuma and his three subordinates had stood up,

　　and they were about to chase out,

　　a small black shadow, and then another small black shadow, flew in.

　　Fujiwara Yuma was, after all, an excellent trainee, and he fell down as a physical reflex.

　　At this time, he remembered to remind his subordinates: "Lie down!"

　　At the same time!

　　Boom! Boom!

　　Two consecutive explosions rang out in Liang Hongzhi's room.

　　Fragments and Fujiwara Yuma's voice reached the three Japanese soldiers at the same time.

　　He saw with the corner of his eye that three more of the subordinates he had worked so hard to train for half a year were gone.

　　Fujiwara Yuma didn't hesitate at all, and his body quickly rushed to the window like a hawk.

　　With a flip, he went out.

　　This was the second floor, about seven meters above the ground.

　　But at this time, Fujiwara Yuma didn't hesitate at all.

　　He had a feeling that if he escaped a little slower, he would die in this person's hands tonight.

　　As long as he escaped from this room and organized the ambushing personnel,

　　he would be able to leave this cunning assassin behind.

　　Fujiwara Yuma secretly vowed: "I'll give you a step now,

　　and the sky