Courtyard House: Reborn in the 1940s, Starting with Killing Japanese Devils

Mingcheng nodded and immediately took out a folded map and a handwritten patrol schedule from his pocket, handing them to Zhao Heng.

"Comrade Lone Shadow, please be extra careful. Should we prepare some more weapons?"

"No need. I brought a 60mm mortar with me from the mountain city."

Zhao Heng stood up, carefully folded the map and patrol schedule, put them in his pocket, then turned around and strode out of the watch factory.

The cold night wind howled past, and his figure quickly disappeared into the thick darkness.

Mingcheng stood there, stunned, his mind blank.

What did he just say? A 60mm mortar? That's a heavy weapon!

After regaining his senses, Mingcheng couldn't help but admire Zhao Heng's courage and meticulous preparation. He thought to himself that he must report this important intelligence to his elder brother Minglou as soon as possible.

Late that night, inside the Ming Mansion in Shanghai.

Minglou sat in his study, his brows furrowed. After listening to Mingcheng's report, he remained silent for a moment before saying in a deep voice, "Guying's operation this time is extremely risky, but if successful, it will be a major breakthrough for our work behind enemy lines."

"Brother, I really didn't expect that Guying could get a 60mm mortar from the Kuomintang."

Mingcheng sighed, and before he could finish speaking, Minglou quickly followed up, "By the way, Cheng, did Guying say how many shells he brought?"

Mingcheng shook his head: "Brother, he didn't mention the number of shells, but judging from his confident demeanor, he must have already made a meticulous plan."

Ming Lou pondered for a moment, picked up the phone on the table, and quickly dialed a number: "Immediately notify Tao Dachun of the Military Intelligence Bureau's Shanghai Hurricane Team, and instruct them to fully cooperate with Yan Wang's operation and execute the Fengye Plan, ensuring that the operation is foolproof."

A firm reply came from the other end of the phone: "Understood, Viper. We'll move in immediately."

Few people know that Minglou has three identities. On the surface, he is the Finance Minister of the Wang Jingwei regime, holding a high position.

"The Dedication Plan?" Mingcheng asked, puzzled.

"That's right, this is an order personally issued by Dai Li, sent to all Military Intelligence Bureau stations across the country. As soon as Chen Moqun is seen, execute him on the spot." Ming Lou finished speaking and hung up the phone.

Mingcheng was suddenly jolted, realizing the seriousness of the mission: "It seems that Dai Li hates Chen Moqun, this traitor, to the core."

Minglou nodded slightly, his gaze deep and his voice low: "Chen Moqun's defection to the enemy has caused incalculable losses to the Military Intelligence Bureau and our organization. Boss Dai will naturally not let him off easily."

"This time, Lone Shadow came with heavy weapons. Although his actions were risky, it gave us an excellent opportunity to eliminate him."

He looked at Mingcheng and ordered in a deep voice, "Acheng, go and contact Tao Dachun immediately, and make sure they know every detail of this operation."

Mingcheng nodded solemnly and replied, "Yes, elder brother. I'll go arrange it right away."

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned and left in a hurry, his rapid footsteps sounding particularly clear in the quiet night.

Minglou sat alone in his study, his fingers tapping lightly on the table, his mind filled with countless thoughts.

He knew full well that this operation was fraught with danger, concerning not only Guying's life but also the very survival of the entire underground organization in Shanghai.

However, risk often comes with opportunity. If we can successfully eliminate Chen Moqun, this traitor, it will undoubtedly deal a heavy blow to the enemy.

Outside the window, the night was as dark as ink that couldn't be dissolved, and the cold wind howled wildly.

Minglou stood up, walked to the window, and looked at the city silhouette in the darkness in the distance. He silently prayed for the success of the operation—to bombard the military police headquarters with artillery fire and send Chen Moqun, that traitor, to his death.

The next day, Zhao Heng went to the rooftop of a building in the Japanese concession.

Using his fluent Japanese, which he gained from checking in, he easily fooled the Japanese patrol and even accurately calculated the firing distance.

Standing on the rooftop, Zhao Heng took out an American 60mm mortar, forty shells, two Glock pistols, a Thompson submachine gun, and two magazines from the system space.

He skillfully assembled the mortar and precisely aimed the muzzle at the direction of the military police headquarters.

Zhao Heng took a deep breath to calm himself, his gaze sharp as an eagle's.

He muttered the firing parameters to himself, picked up a mortar shell with both hands, and slowly inserted it into the barrel.

A loud bang rang out, and the shell roared out of the barrel, flying straight toward the target.

Then, the second one, the third one...

Shells were fired continuously.

Inside the Japanese military police headquarters in Shanghai, a mortar shell streaked across the sky and hurtled in.

boom!

With a deafening roar, the command post was instantly engulfed in flames, sending rubble and debris flying everywhere. The Japanese troops inside were thrown into chaos, fleeing in panic.

Meanwhile, Zhao Heng on the rooftop remained calm and composed, constantly adjusting the direction and elevation of the cannon muzzle, quickly loading shells, and continuing to launch a fierce attack.

"Baka! Enemy attack!"

"Which direction did the shell come from?"

"Useless! It must be a trick by the Military Intelligence Bureau's Hurricane Squad!"

Before the words were even finished, a 60mm mortar shell tore through the night sky and accurately struck the main building of the military police headquarters.

Flames suddenly erupted, and the entire building collapsed with a deafening roar.

"Quickly! Gather our forces and counterattack! Fight to the death!"

Japanese commander Colonel Takahashi Senbei pushed his adjutant away from the rubble and screamed hysterically.

The communications room of the military police headquarters had long been reduced to ashes, and all communication lines were cut off. The Japanese soldiers were in chaos, and the command system was instantly paralyzed.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Three 60mm mortar shells came hurtling in from a distance, striking the military police headquarters ammunition depot with deadly precision, as if they had eyes.

In an instant, explosions rang out one after another, and raging flames dyed half of the night sky crimson.

"Damn it! The Military Intelligence Bureau's Shanghai branch, I will make you pay for your crimes in blood!"

Takahashi Senbei stared wide-eyed, his eyes bulging with rage, watching in despair as his years of hard work turned to ashes.

"Quick! Send a message to Chen Moqun, tell him to bring the Wang Jingwei regime's committee to provide support immediately!" he shouted hoarsely, only to find that all the communication equipment had been reduced to a pile of scrap metal.

boom!

At the critical moment, another mortar shell landed with a bang at Takahashi Senbei's feet, knocking him violently to the ground.

He struggled to his feet, his face covered in blood, his right arm blown off, the white bone exposed, his eyes swirling with extreme fear and rage.

……

On the distant rooftop, Zhao Heng coldly observed everything, a chilling smile playing on his lips.

These Japanese devils are all damned beasts. These executioners with their hands stained with blood have finally tasted the bitterness of fear.

Come on, Chen Moqun. I'm right here, waiting for you to walk right into my trap.

With this in mind, Zhao Heng had an idea and took out an M200 sniper rifle and five 10.36mm bullets from his system space.

He crouched on the edge of the rooftop, skillfully loaded the bullet, adjusted the scope, and brought the military police headquarters 1200 meters away into his aiming range.