Just a glance and confirmed the safety of the environment, Fang Buwei stood up and knelt down very quickly, and at the same time he pulled out his gun, opened the insurance, aimed, and completed it in one go.

Two "pa" sounds, Fang Buwei called one first.

The sound was not loud. Even if Fang Buwei fired the gun, he heard it as if he was applauding himself.

The spy sitting on the left side of the beam flipped back and fell down.

Fang Buwei was worried and moved his gun slightly, and then two more shots...

Nani?

Fang Buwei looked confused.

This didn't fall down?

He was sure that he had definitely shot it right, but the spy just moved a little while he was shot and then no longer had any movement.

Fang Buwei didn't give up, and there were two more shots.

This time, the spy didn't move and sat steadily.

Fang Buwei disbelief of evil, put away his gun and ran quickly under the mast.

It was like sprinkling water, and blood was pouring downwards.

Fang Buwei sweated all over his head.

This one should be tied with a safety rope or was hooked by an antenna or a mast rope.

No matter what, just die.

When leaving the mast, Fang Buwei took a special glance down.

On the deck on the bottom floor, a man was lying on his back, with a pool of dark liquid under his body.

The mast beam, more than 20 meters high from the top of the ship, and the height of the five-story cabin, had already exceeded 30 meters. From such a high place, it had basically fallen into a pool of falls from a pile of iron deck.

Fang Bubu didn't care about appreciating his masterpiece, he quickly ran back to the stern, climbed onto the window of the room where the Japanese sent the newspaper.

There was no trace of light coming out, so Fang Buwei doubted that the Japanese not only pulled the curtains, but were more likely to be covered with a quilt.

Fang Buwei put his ear on it, but the noise was too loud and he couldn't hear the movement inside.

Fang Buwei climbed to the other side of the aisle again and saw through the gap in the curtain that there were only five guards in the aisle.

One of them was walking around the aisle, and Fang Buwei looked at it carefully and happened to meet the one he saw in the aisle of the double cabin before.

He just shot three of them to death, two of them sent the news in the room, plus the five who were guarding the door...

After all, there were ten people who could see it with your own eyes.

Thinking from the perspective of others, if you are the spy leader of this operation, you will definitely consider that if you are discovered by the enemy, you will avoid being taken down in one fell swoop and not bringing all the people together.

In this way, the number of people will probably have to be repeated.

Fang Buwei was secretly a little scared.

After careful observation of the environment, the aisle was not an ideal place to attack.

Even if the gods and Buddhas in the heavens bless me, I would not be injured, but when I attacked me and dealt with the five guards at the door, the people who sent the news would become alert.

When it reaches the point of life and death, the Japanese will not care whether they will cause huge movements. Naturally, there are any means to use them.

No matter how many Japanese spies can be killed, Fang Buwei must first consider whether he can survive.

It’s not that Fang Buwei is afraid of death!

But how he calculated it, how he thought it was really not worthwhile to take his life to kill such a few Japanese.

If the entire ship is full of Japanese spies, if there is another solution that can be solved at once, Fang Buwei would consider it.

Fang Buwei returned to his original position, stood on the windowsill, letting his body press tightly against the glass, then freed up his hands and pulled out the long steel wire.

This steel wire is specially made, with one foot long at each end, which is flat and has fine sawtooths on it.

This is also specially developed by the Secret Service, specially prepared for the secret agents who carry out infiltration, kidnapping, and assassination.

There is a special training department that specializes in this. In addition to studying these strange and strange tools, it will occasionally send useful tools, and also studies various poisons, as well as various methods and steps for kidnapping and assassination.

This was the predecessor of the "China-US Special Research Cooperation Agency" that was once famous in the secret service industry during World War II.

Fang Buwei quickly sawed a small groove on the window frame, then hung the long section of steel wire, then walked around his waist, and finally tied a knot.

This will prevent the Fang from freeing up his hands for better operation.

But Fang Buwei tried for a long time and couldn't find a way to open the window silently in a very fast time.

The window lattices are all made of steel, and the work is fine, and basically the joints are tight. Although you can find the gap to insert the steel wire into, you cannot pull and move, and it is even more impossible to pick the bottom latch.

I just tried it once, but I gave up.

He put away the wire, stood on the windowsill, and quickly considered various consequences and feasibility.

If you attack in forcibly, even though you can catch the Japanese off guard, you will also be blinded and you don’t know how many people there are hidden inside.

What if I fail to steal the chicken, I will lose some rice...

Fang Buwei shook his head and quickly untied the steel wire on his body.

He was about to go around the aisle and then sneak attack.

I felt so sorry for doing it once but did nothing.

He calculated silently in his mind.

With the precaution, the Japanese had no time to react. On the premise of ensuring their own safety, with their own marksmanship and skills, it should be no problem to kill these five spies in the aisle.

Even if Japan is killed, it is not easy to train a qualified agent.

Fang Buwei checked the firing status of the two pistols, inserted one of them back into his waist, and then loaded the other one directly and bit it in his mouth.

Just as he was about to stop and wanted to climb to the window in the aisle, his ears suddenly became quiet.

What's going on?

Fang Buwei didn't react for a while.

Only the hull was left behind in my ears, and the sound of waves striking.

I'm fucking an American...

Fang Buwei cursed in his heart in anger.

The Americans actually turned off the engine?

Could it be that the ship was broken?

In this way, the Japanese inside will definitely be alert as soon as possible, stop sending reports, and withdraw the antenna.

Not to mention whether you will find that the three accomplices outside have been killed. As long as there is a slight change, the Japanese will be vigilant and be cautious.

In addition, there was no noise covering up the gunshots, and his plan to attack was directly beaten in half.

Fang Buwei kept cursing, and at the same time he was also quickly planning that the plan for the sneak attack had a chance of success.

At this time, a voice came from inside, which immediately attracted Fang Buwei's attention.

Without the huge noise created by the stern engine, Fang Buwei not only heard the sound of speaking, but also heard the "Did" sound of sending telegrams.

"Increase your vigilance..." A man suddenly yelled in Japanese, probably the leader of these spies.

There was a messy sound of footsteps in the room.

Fang Buwei was shocked at the same time, there were actually many guards inside?

As expected, as I expected, as long as abnormal situations occur, the Japanese will definitely be vigilant as soon as possible.

It seems that my plan to attack has failed.

Damn, I'm so blind, even God doesn't help me?

Fang Buwei was so angry that he gritted his teeth.

"What's going on? Are the Americans going to prepare to stop the ship?" I don't know who the spy leader was asking, "Did they find something?"

"It shouldn't be our reason!" Another Japanese spy replied, "If we were discovered, the Americans would not stop the ship, but would directly send people to search..."

"Yes, that's true..." the leader asked again, "I didn't receive a confirmation signal from the headquarters!"

"No!" replied the reporter, "I don't know why, since the sending of the report, there have been interference signals. I guess the headquarters has not received our code at all?"

"Is it because it's on the sea?" asked the leader.

"It shouldn't be. There have been many times before, when our staff took a warship and left the Imperial Harbor, they used mobile radio stations to send reports to the China branch, which could be received immediately..."

Speaking of this, the spy who sent the newspaper paused suddenly and exclaimed again: "Your Excellency, I understand why the Americans stopped the ship... Our signals cannot be sent out and we cannot receive the signals. The same is true for the radio station on the ship. Because we cannot receive the fixed-range signal and are afraid of losing our direction, the Americans will definitely not dare to continue driving forward, so they stopped the ship and found out the reason..."

The person who climbed outside the window did not look stunned by being shocked.

After a long time, it turned out that it was my own reason?

With a thought, he called out the system and saw the interference function of the transceiver, which was less than a few minutes left.

Even if the signal jammer is turned off now, it will be useless.
To be continued...