The Hemao Building and Shiliupu Pier are separated by a road, and the location is not directly opposite, and the angle is slightly off, but it is very suitable for shooting angles, at least the viewing angle is much larger.

A small platform has been built on the dock, and red carpets are also laid with many flowers in the middle. It seems that the farewell ceremony is quite grand.

Mu Yang lay down and took out the Mauser 98k sniper rifle that came from Yamada Takanao from the space, found an angle to set it up, and then saw it out from the 6x telescope, and found that the situation on the opposite side was very clear.

Mu Yang nodded, then lay there quietly waiting for the sniper moment to come.

A convoy was heading towards the Shanghai Wharf, with four cars in front and two trucks loaded with Japanese soldiers behind. The road was unobstructed and fast.

Inside the car, General Takataro Nakamura was closing his eyes and resting.

He is 63 years old this year, which can be regarded as a lifelong battle.

In September of the 30th year of Meiji (1897), he entered the Central Academy of the Japanese Army. That year, he was 15 years old. Along the way, he served as the commander of the Korean Army, the commander of the Chinese garrison army, the commander of the 8th Division, and was also the Minister of the Army for several days. Later, he was appointed as the commander of the Eastern Army.

Although he was transferred back this time, although he was transferred to the reserve service, the Army Department intends to make him a military senator. The Military Senate is a very important department, Japan's highest military advisory body, and can formulate the entire war plan and plan the direction of the war. If a general who is transferred to the reserve service can serve as a military senator, it will definitely be a continuation of honor and power.

Takataro Nakamura was quite satisfied with this result. Because of this connection, there were so many people who came to see him off today.

"How long will it take to get to the dock?" Nakamura Takataro asked with his eyes closed.

"Your Excellency General, it's not far away from the intersection ahead, and there are about 5 minutes left." The staff secretary sitting in the co-pilot replied.

"Have you moved your luggage onto the boat?"

"Everything has been moved up, all arranged, and placed in the safest place," the secretary replied.

"That batch of things is very valuable, so people must be sent to pay attention to it. When on the boat, guards must be arranged to guard it." said Takataro Nakamura.

“Yes, it’s all arranged.”

The luggage that Takataro Nakamura mentioned was actually the treasure he plundered during his years in China. Each piece was a fine product and worth a thousand gold. The old Japanese used various means to restrain it into his own hands, and brought it all with him this time when he returned to China and prepared to transport it back to China together.

The convoy soon stopped at the dock, and the cordon had long been far away. At this time, except for the Japanese soldiers, there were only a dozen senior Japanese officers in military uniforms, and some traitors and celebrities in Shanghai who rely on the Japanese.

After the convoy stopped, the military band began to play hard.

General Takataro Nakamura slowly got out of the car and waved frequently to the farewell crowd standing on both sides, with a warm smile on his face.

People applauded and smiled all over their faces.

"God General, everyone would like to ask you to come on stage to say a few words, what do you think?" A colonel adviser came over and said respectfully.

"Is this suitable? It won't waste everyone's time too much." Takataro Nakamura gave in politely.

"This is everyone's common wish. General, please ask the rostrum there." The Colonel's Staff raised his hand and led Takataro Nakamura to the rostrum.

In fact, it is all arranged projects, and it is really hypocritical.

Standing on the rostrum, Takataro Nakamura nodded to the crowd below with a smile, and then said to the microphone: "Thank you all for sending me, a retired old man. I have been in the army for 50 years, from a inferior soldier to an imperial general. I have to thank His Majesty for his trust."

"In China, I have been fighting for more than ten years, from North Korea to Northeast China, to Xuzhou and Peiping, there are places where I have fought. I still have deep feelings for this land. Now, the empire has occupied the entire China, and the Chongqing government is just surviving and will soon be destroyed by the imperial army."

"Here, I want to wish the empire to unify China and Asia as soon as possible, long live the emperor, and the empire..."

As soon as he said this, suddenly a blood hole appeared in Takataro Nakamura's chest. Takataro Nakamura just felt a pain in his chest and touched his chest in confusion. Then he saw blood staining his right hand red, and the blood flowed out unstoppable.

"What's wrong?" Takataro Nakamura found that his feelings were a little blurred, and there were screams and noises from the audience. He looked around unconsciously and fell down unwillingly.

"General Nakamura?"

"Your Excellency General?"

The scene was in chaos, and the traitors and celebrities in suits and ties were running in panic, like headless flies, ramming everywhere.

Tsukada Oku and more than a dozen senior Japanese officers shouted Nakamura Takataro's name and ran up quickly. He hugged Nakamura Takataro's fallen body, shook and shouted constantly, trying to save Nakamura Takataro's life.

"Don't be messed up, stop me." A colonel took out his pistol and fired twice in the sky. The gentry and celebrities were so scared that they squatted down, trembling like sheep.

"You, take everyone here back and review them one by one."

"You, take people to search for all suspicious people nearby. If you have any suspicion, you will immediately arrest you."

"You go and take someone to check the sniper's location, search carefully for those buildings, and don't let a place go."

"Everyone is dispatched to block this area, search every place carefully, and do not miss any clues."

"Notify the military police, the Army Department, the Marine Department, the General Staff Department and various intelligence rooms, please be sure to cooperate to find out the murderer."

The Japanese were still very strict. After a series of orders, everyone started a large-scale search for the whole city.

Mu Yang was very satisfied with the shot he fired just now, which was nearly a thousand meters away. Being able to hit Kotaro Nakamura's chest with one shot is definitely a reflection of his strength.

Research data shows that German snipers can use Mauser 98K sniper rifle to ensure that they can hit the target's head at a distance of 300m and the chest at a distance of 600m. The effective range is 800 meters and the maximum range is 1,500 meters.

His own shot was definitely a very long-range sniper. Mu Yang felt that his shot had really used all his energy. Although he only shot one shot, he felt tired.

Seeing Takataro Nakamura fall down, the scene was in chaos. Mu Yang nodded with satisfaction, then put the mat and rifle into the space, sorted out his suit, took out the pre-prepared brushes and paint from the space, and wrote a line of big words on the white wall on one side: "The Japanese general is full of evil, shot and sent you to the road today. Mu Yang stayed." After writing, he put away his things and walked out of the bell tower.

As for the unconscious security captain, let him have a good sleep here. It is estimated that the Japanese will find him if they don’t have a long time. As for his future fate, Mu Yang has no intention of caring.
Chapter completed!