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Hello, Mr. Major General (Web Novel) - Chapter 1154 Clearing the Space

Chapter 1154 Clearing the Space

This chapter is updated by Wuxia.Blog

Check yourself before you wreck yourself.He Zhichu brought a lot of people, but some of them were in that small building.

As a result, as soon as the bait, Reinitz, appeared, some of He Zhichu’s people were trapped there.

After leaping down from the third floor, He Zhichu quickly contacted his people through his Bluetooth headset.

“Each team shall report the number of casualties. The team in the parking lot shall evacuate to the main hall of the Taj Mahal.”

Soon, he heard the voices of each team leader reporting through the Bluetooth headset.

“Received. The second team has nine people and no casualties.”

“Received. There are nine people in the third team, with zero casualties.”

“Received. The fourth team has nine people, no casualties.”

After a while, there was a weak voice from the Bluetooth headset saying, “Yes. A small team… nine people, five dead and two injured.”

This squad, the people who followed He Zhichu into that small building, originally consisted of the international mercenary elites he found for this mission.

The enemy had caught He Zhichu off guard by striking when he was unprepared.

He Zhichu bared his teeth, but continued to say in an indifferent tone, “Does the small team have a video of the ambush?”


He Zhichu decided not to dwell on it any further. “The remaining two of you cope with the aftermath, and then go back to the New Delhi hotel to wait for us.”

Although the remaining two survived Reinitz’s ambush attack, it wasn’t wise to continue following them at that moment because of the casualties of their teammates.

After making preparations, He Zhichu ran to the parking lot alone.

But halfway there, bullets started to fly at him from behind.

Although he moved swiftly and kept using the zigzag route to avoid the opponent’s shots, he was almost hit by bullets several times.

He Zhichu quickly changed his mind, and instead of running in the direction of the parking lot, he ran in the opposite direction while communicating with Gu Nianzhi through the Bluetooth headset.

“There was an ambush. Leave the parking lot quickly and go to the main hall of the Taj Mahal to meet me.”

At that time, Gu Nianzhi was questioning the Japanese Secret Service elites whose arms and legs she had shot. Rong Mingxing was trembling and filming the video, which would serve as evidence.

“Who sent you here?”

The few people lay on the ground with their eyes closed and refused to speak.

Gu Nianzhi raised the gun in her hand. “Don’t want to tell me, do you? Pretending to be a tough guy, huh?”

After speaking, she shot one of the men in the middle of his chest and said coldly, “If you continue to refuse to speak, this will be your fate.”

Most people feared death more than anything in such situations.

Among those few Japanese Secret Service elites, there was one person who wasn’t afraid of death. But, unfortunately, he had just been shot to death by Gu Nianzhi.

The rest of the people were scared to death by her, and suddenly opened their eyes to ask her, “…if we speak, will you let us go?”

“Of course. I’m not a murderous lunatic like you.” Gu Nianzhi raised her eyebrows. “Don’t try to figure me out with your nasty imagination.”

The Japanese hummed and looked at each other, then finally pushed someone forward and said, “You ask him.”

Gu Nianzhi held the gun in one hand and pulled out her phone to record with the other. “Spill it,” she spat out.

The man hesitated for a while, then said, “…our information came from Special Assistant Yang.”

“Him? Why him? What information did he give you? What were the terms of your exchange?” Gu Nianzhi asked shrewdly, hitting the nail on the head.

The Japanese man still hesitated. Gu Nianzhi was worried that he was stalling and kicked him. “Say it! Do you wanna get shot at again?”

Since he had already let it slip anyway, the man decided to spill it all, and glared at Gu Nianzhi. “Why wouldn’t it be him?! How could he simply swallow the fact that he got kicked out of the parliament? Think about it with your head! As for what information was given, you can just ask him. Got it? As for the terms of the exchange, for a person like him, money is naturally the most important thing.”

It seemed that those who are dissatisfied with their profession and superiors are often the targets of foreign spy agencies…

Gu Nianzhi shook her head. She had already recorded it with her phone, but as soon as she finished recording, she saw He Zhichu’s text message telling her to leave the parking lot.

It seems there is danger here…

Gu Nianzhi regretted that she couldn’t take hostages back alive.

But after thinking about it, she didn’t think there was any great loss either. She already had the video recording, and that alone was enough to catch Special Assistant Yang.

Moreover, since he was bribed with money, there would be traces, and there was no need for these Japanese intelligence personnel to serve as witnesses.

Gu Nianzhi put her phone away and fired a shot into the ground. “Okay, I will let you go for the time being. As for whether you live or die, God will decide. Let’s go!”

“Where are we going?” Rong Mingxing stumbled as Gu Nianzhi dragged her along. She followed Gu Nianzhi to the Hummer SUV.

When Gu Nianzhi got into the car, she realized that the car tires had been punctured by the Japanese.

The car couldn’t be driven anymore, so she had to continue running on foot.

The two of them flipped over the railing at the gates and ran towards the corridor of the Taj Mahal.

The Japanese Secret Service elites with broken arms and legs looked at each other in a daze, as if they couldn’t believe that they had escaped death.

But their relief didn’t last long.

A few tall and burly white gunmen appeared in front of them, and taking out their large-caliber M1911A with impassive expressions. They killed the Japanese men one by one.

Reinitz rushed to the parking lot only to see the bodies of the Japanese Secret Service elites.

“Where is she?” he asked the white gunman, who had arrived first. “I’m talking about the woman in the khaki safari suit?”

The white gunman shrugged. “I didn’t find them. Only found these East Asians. We thought they seemed miserable, so we put them out of their misery.”

Reinitz, “…”

It took no more than fifteen minutes to run from that small building.

Where could Gu Nianzhi have gone in those fifteen minutes?

“Have you searched here?” Reinitz looked around warily.

“I have searched with the vital signs device, but there is no one.”

In other words, there were no living people.

Reinitz frowned. “You didn’t kill her by accident, did you?”

“No, we only killed these people. The others were already dead. If you don’t believe me, you can check the wound ballistics.”

The bullets they used were special-standard bullets, which were different from what others used.

Reinitz looked back in the direction where He Zhichu disappeared and snorted coldly.

Just now, they were led astray by He Zhichu. They had chased after him for a while, only to realize that they were not heading in the direction of the parking lot.

Although they had turned back quickly, it was obvious that the ten-minute gap had been used to stall them so Gu Nianzhi could run away.

“Boss, what shall we do now?”

Reinitz held a pistol in one hand and looked around. “Let’s go to the Taj Mahal.”

He used that sentence from Tagore’s poem and showed it to Gu Nianzhi just for this day.

Not long after they evacuated, the situation in the parking lot was discovered by foreign tourists who came back to their cars.

The Indians who guarded the entrance and exit of the parking lot had been killed by several elites from Japan’s Secret Service, and the railing at the entrance could no longer be lifted.

“Call the police! Call the police!”

“My car! My car!”

The foreign tourists held their heads and screamed, but even that couldn’t alleviate their fear and outrage.

But at that time, most of the police in New Delhi were at the bank exchanging money, so no one was there to help.

The entire city of New Delhi was in unprecedented chaos, and various criminal cases were emerging one after another. At that time, there were few police officers who were on duty.

“Warning for the main hall of the Taj Mahal, please leave the main hall quickly.”

“Warning for the main hall of the Taj Mahal, please leave the main hall quickly.”

At that time, a honking noise sounded from the square of the Taj Mahal.

The voice was extremely cold and flat-toned, but with a pure American accent. It was Reinitz who was ordering his men to clear out the Taj Mahal.

A large group of foreign tourists ran out of the main hall of the Taj Mahal immediately. Gu Nianzhi and Rong Mingxing were almost trampled by the crowd.

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