Late at night, Hucheng Pier. Just as Shen Ji'an blew up the Japanese arms ship, thirty searchlights suddenly lit up all around. Watanabe Hongichi sneered from the tin speaker: "Team Leader Shen, your head is worth one hundred thousand." Shen Ji'an did not raise his gun. The "anti-encirclement" tactics of modern special operations flashed through his mind - the underground drainage map of the pier, the Japanese machine gun position changing to a neutral position, and the leaking gas pipe in the corner. He raised his hand and shot, not to hit anyone, but to blow up the pipe valve. Flames shot into the sky, and the Japanese squad was instantly engulfed. Three hours later, he wiped the muzzle of his gun and said to Ye Wantang: "Next order, No. 76 Zheng Shouzhuo. I will use the "Sakura Project" combat map in exchange for the lives of his whole family." But when he took the picture and put it on the negotiation table, a sniper from the Special High School came out behind Zheng Shouzhuo. Watanabe Koichi's voice came from the window: "You were right about the explosion, but you weren't right about me transferring the defense team." Shen Jian smiled. He took out his pocket watch, and the pointer pointed to three o'clock - that was the second wave of explosives he had planted in advance.
