My girlfriend is from 1949

Chapter 118 Thankfully, I Flew Between Life and Death (First Update, Requesting Monthly Tickets)

Ugh~

As the deep sound of propellers drew near, a drone pierced the darkness and flew precisely through the window.

This inn served as a temporary command post.

Director Zheng personally oversaw the operation, while drones conducted reconnaissance in the sky.

If enemy reinforcements arrive, they can notify the anti-traitor squad to evacuate in time.

"Director, all the comrades have been evacuated, and there are no traces of them following us."

Wang Hai turned off the drone's power and skillfully disassembled and packed it into boxes.

With the help of drones, things become incredibly easier.

Despite numerous precautions, they were able to accurately track down the traitor's location.

They even used the terrifying black technology of thermal imaging to eliminate the hidden sentries lurking on the opposite building in the dark of night.

If thorough preparations had not been made beforehand, relying solely on sentries hiding on the opposite rooftop to fire shots would have resulted in considerable casualties.

Add to that the protection of a bulletproof vest, and it's incredibly formidable.

During the breakthrough, the situations most likely to cause casualties were successfully avoided.

The team member who climbed through the window was shot; they clearly saw it through the drone.

If they had been poor and destitute, that team member would have already sacrificed his life.

But now that we have bulletproof vests, at most it will just hurt for a moment.

The anti-traitor operation, which would have been fraught with difficulties and could have resulted in heavy casualties, was thus completed in such a domineering manner.

"This is the terror of future technology!"

Director Zheng muttered to himself, having worked in intelligence for many years and having arranged for assassinations more than once or twice.

But every single time, it was a carefully planned operation, assassinating or poisoning traitors when the enemy was most relaxed.

This is the first time we've seen such a violent and sudden attack.

In order to avoid damaging the hotel and harming innocent customers.

Sending the anti-traitor squad into danger was a last resort.

Otherwise, they would have already followed the instructions in the booklet Lin Wan brought and used a drone loaded with explosives to fly in.

The traitor probably wouldn't even have time to escape before being blown to pieces.

Unfortunately, the explosive charge was too powerful, so they had to use another method.

However, the result was good.

According to Liu Hong's report via walkie-talkie, no comrades were killed in this operation.

Two comrades were hit in the chest at close range by submachine guns, and it is estimated that they suffered rib injuries.

But it's not a big problem; he'll be able to get back to work after resting for half a month.

Compared to having two bloody holes punched in the chest by bullets, this minor injury is almost negligible.

Liu Hong's voice was filled with excitement as he gave his report.

Having worked in the Urban Work Department for many years, I participated in numerous anti-traitor activities.

This is the first time we've ever been so brutal and direct, overwhelming the enemy with absolute superiority!

This is so awesome!

All of this is thanks to the help of equipment from the future world.

Otherwise, given the underground party's consistently tight budget, even if submachine guns were available on the black market, they wouldn't have the funds to purchase them.

Now everything has changed, and it feels so good to finally hold my head high!

After successfully eliminating the traitors, each group began to evacuate according to the predetermined route.

It wasn't until an hour later that several former police officers rushed over.

After repeatedly confirming at the door that all the gunmen had left, he cautiously went upstairs to check the situation.

Otherwise, with the old-fashioned rifles they brought, we really wouldn't dare to mess with this group of ruthless people.

When the police officers went upstairs, they couldn't help but gasp when they saw the corpses all over the floor and the bullet holes in the walls.

He secretly rejoiced that the gunman had already escaped.

Otherwise, with their rifles and only a few bullets left, they would just be throwing their lives away if they came.

Especially in the suite, there was a middle-aged man wearing a long gown.

He had been shot several times and had a large hole in his forehead, clearly indicating that he had been finished off.

Based on their experience, this person was the key target of this attack.

At this moment, a police officer stepped forward and reported in a low voice.

"Captain, there are two more alive next door, they've been tied up."

Upon inquiry, they were identified as being from the Bureau of Investigation and Statistics.

I've checked the credentials, and they're definitely from the Security Bureau!

Upon hearing the report, the captain's furrowed brows relaxed, and a relieved smile appeared on his face.

"The Bureau of Investigation and Statistics is great! Anyone who dares to attack the Bureau of Investigation and Statistics must be a member of the underground Communist Party!"

I was just worried that the gang fight would escalate into a huge mess and be difficult to resolve.

Now that the Bureau of Investigation and Statistics and the underground party are involved, it's none of our business.

Tell the brothers to guard the scene and not to touch anything else.

"Once the secret service agents arrive, we can go for a drink."

The captain spoke in a relaxed tone, completely adopting the attitude of an outsider.

For these former Kuomintang reactionary police officers, solving cases was not important; making money was what mattered.

Instead of having the energy to charge into battle, it would be better to find a few prostitutes to drink and have fun.

If these former police officers were truly responsible, they wouldn't have turned a blind eye to the opium dens openly operating all over the streets.

No wonder the people used to curse those police officers, calling them "stinky-footed patrolmen."

However, with the return of the concessions, those police officers simply changed their names.

The people are still the same people, the things are still the same things; nothing has changed.

Especially at this critical juncture, those police officers whose hands are not stained with the blood of underground party members are even less willing to show their faces.

Hearing that it was a conflict between the underground party and the secret service, I felt relieved.

Once the order is maintained, it's time to go home.

Ring ring.

A sharp telephone rings out in the luxury apartment.

Xiong Baitao lay on the sofa and groggily opened his eyes.

He picked up the phone and asked impatiently, "Who is it? It's the middle of the night!"

Immediately, a hurried and fearful voice came from the phone.

"Captain, something terrible has happened! They're all dead!"

Xiong Baitao was stunned for a moment, still not fully recovered from his drunkenness.

He asked impatiently, "You fucking explain yourself, who died?"

"Old Tan is dead, and the other guards are all dead too. They were all killed by the underground party!"

The voice on the phone was almost crying, filled with deep fear and relief at surviving the ordeal.

They almost got killed by the underground party.

If they had guns at the time, they would have ended up like everyone else.

Especially seeing the underground party members who charged at the forefront and didn't fall even after taking several bullets to the chest, it was like divine intervention.

If they are not afraid of their own bullets at all, how can they fight?

"He's dead!" Xiong Baitao gritted his teeth, his eyes turning red.

His painstaking arrangements nearly cost him all his possessions and his future career.

The traitor, whom they had finally managed to send through connections from Nanjing, was killed.

How can he make progress if he can't catch underground party members?

"Get up!" Xiong Baitao kicked Liu San'er.

He ordered, "Take your men and head to the inn immediately, quick!"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Seeing his boss's angry expression, Liu San'er hurriedly grabbed his clothes and ran outside.

He secretly rejoiced: "Luckily, I came to report to my brother tonight, otherwise—"

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Thinking about this, I couldn't help but shudder.

There is a sense of relief that I have narrowly escaped death!

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