Espionage: You're tasked with spying, but you'll blow up the Special Higher Police?

106. Grandmaster Encounter

When Zhou Hongyi activated his new skill, [Explosives Expert], countless pieces of knowledge and techniques about explosions flooded his mind. In his vision, all the weapons and equipment in the armory turned into vibrant colors, as if adorned with corresponding danger warnings.

The pistols in the wooden crates were pale green, indicating relatively low explosive power; the machine guns, on the other hand, were a warm yellow. When Zhou Hongyi looked at another square wooden crate, it was a deep, blood-red color.

He stepped forward, opened the wooden crate, and found dozens of hand grenades neatly stacked inside.

The iron bucket on the other side was a dark reddish-black, almost black, and Zhou Hongyi knew that this was what he was really looking for.

Guided by his extensive knowledge of explosives, Zhou Hongyi began to use readily available materials. He gathered a large number of grenades together, connected them with ropes, and tied the safety pins of the grenades together, so that when detonated, they could cause a chain explosion.

He also poured some gasoline out of the metal drum and placed the rest in an area densely packed with ammunition. This way, when the gasoline drum was blown open, the splashing gasoline would intensify the fire and expand the blast radius, causing a violent explosion.

Soon, Zhou Hongyi looked at everything he had done and was amazed. He couldn't wait to see the effect of this "fireworks show".

He glanced at his watch and listened to the sounds of gunfire outside. He knew that Li Boyang's team was about to retreat, and he needed to hurry up as well.

Zhou Hongyi disassembled a grenade, poured the gunpowder inside onto the ground to use as a fuse, and ran outside as he disassembled it. When he reached the stairwell, he took out a lighter and lit the gunpowder fuse.

Just then, a Japanese soldier, who was at least 1.9 meters tall, had a square face, and looked menacing, suddenly ran down from the corner leading to the basement.

Without hesitation, Zhou Hongyi shouted, "Run! Run! The armory is on fire!"

After hearing this, the tall Japanese soldier didn't turn and run immediately. Instead, he strode towards the armory.

Is this guy crazy?

In Zhou Hongyi's memory, he had never seen this person in the Special Higher Police before, so there was an 80% chance that this person was brought by Kondo.

Just as the giant Japanese soldier brushed past Zhou Hongyi, the latter simultaneously activated the [Close Combat Domain] skill.

He had no intention of letting the other man pass. The moment he activated his skill, he stretched out his foot to block the tall Japanese man's path, intending to trip him. However, the latter nimbly stepped over the obstacle and turned back to glare at him with fierce eyes.

However, Zhou Hongyi missed his first move, and immediately followed up with another. Just as the big Japanese soldier turned around to glare at him, he found two fingers poking at his eyes.

"idiot!"

This tall Japanese man was none other than Yamamoto Hiroto, the master of the Dansui-ryu karate style, who had been transferred from Japan by Kondo.

Kondo had assigned him the task of guarding the armory, so even though things were in complete chaos outside tonight, Yamamoto Hiroto rushed to the basement immediately to carry out his mission. But he never expected that this unassuming soldier with a mole on his chin would suddenly turn on him and try to kill him.

It's no exaggeration to say that the title of karate master wasn't earned for nothing. Although he was somewhat flustered by Zhou Hongyi's preemptive attack, he quickly raised his palm to block in front of him, preventing the two sneak-attacking fingers from blinding him on the spot. At the same time, Yamamoto used a high-level counter-punch, parrying and striking simultaneously, the wind from his punch carrying a fierce momentum as it aimed straight at Zhou Hongyi's face.

"A master?"

Zhou Hongyi mentally complained, but his body moved like an eel, dodging Yamamoto's fist to the side and striking the opponent's ribs with the heel of his palm.

A muffled thud made Yamamoto stagger back two steps, but he acted as if nothing had happened, raising his leg and sweeping it horizontally. The dull gust of wind made Zhou Hongyi's hair stand on end. He had no doubt that if this kick landed, his neck would probably snap in two like a twisted rope.

However, Zhou Hongyi had the [Close Combat Domain] on him, and his body responded automatically. He didn't dodge or flinch, but instead took half a step forward to meet the opponent's sweeping attack. He slammed his elbow into Yamamoto's thigh, and then punched him straight for his groin.

"Nani?!"

Yamamoto was terrified by the opponent's shameless move. Ignoring the pain in his right leg, he lost his balance and rolled away to dodge Zhou Hongyi's fatal blow to the groin. However, the punch still landed on his groin, making his right leg numb and slowing his movements.

Although Zhou Hongyi's sneak attack failed, he successfully threw his opponent off balance. Of course, he would not let go of this rare opportunity. He pounced on him and climbed up Yamamoto's back like a monkey climbing a tree. His arms, like pythons that have found their prey, wrapped around Yamamoto's neck from behind and completed a rear naked choke.

Yamamoto was, after all, a master. The moment Zhou Hongyi rolled over behind him, he realized the seriousness of the situation. He tightened his chin, straightened his neck to prevent the other man from strangling him, and at the same time reached behind his head to grab Zhou Hongyi's clothes, trying to pull him in front of him.

Zhou Hongyi's rear naked choke failed, but it did not affect his next move at all. When he saw Yamamoto reach out to grab him, he followed the other's movement, grabbed one of the latter's arms, put his legs against Yamamoto's shoulders, and rolled over to his side, changing from the rear naked choke position to the armbar.

"ah!"

Yamamoto was both annoyed and furious. He was annoyed that this guy disguised as a Japanese soldier was sticking to him like a leech, making it impossible for him to unleash the power of his karate. He was furious because a string of sparks on the ground was moving towards the ammunition depot. He couldn't imagine what would happen if it moved inside, so he had to take down this troublesome enemy quickly, or everyone would be sent into the sky by the next explosion.

With a determined clench of his teeth, Yamamoto disregarded Zhou Hongyi's already completed armbar position and forcefully dislocated his right arm with a snap, thus breaking free of his restraints. He then used his other hand to smash down towards Zhou Hongyi's chest.

"Holy crap, he's a tough guy!"

Zhou Hongyi was slightly shocked. He hadn't expected the other party to be willing to cut off his own arm in order to break free from his grasp. It seemed that the Japanese were really desperate.

However, Zhou Hongyi, who had finally managed to drag his opponent to the ground, was not going to give up so easily. Although Yamamoto broke free of the armbar by severing his own arm, Zhou Hongyi rolled on the ground, causing the fist that was about to hit his chest to hit his shoulder instead. He then took the opportunity to clamp Yamamoto's calves between his legs, and used his body to rotate, performing a crocodile roll to drag his opponent back to the ground and slam him hard.

This time, Zhou Hongyi grabbed Yamamoto's ankle again, not giving the other man a chance to break off his tail like a gecko. He used both hands to twist Yamamoto's left ankle 360 ​​degrees with a snap. The big man roared in pain and turned around to punch Zhou Hongyi in the back.

Zhou Hongyi grunted and was sent flying two or three meters forward by the punch, but he did not linger. Using the force, he darted away into the distance, rolled when he landed, and then rushed towards the stairs like a nimble monkey, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

At this moment, Yamamoto's right arm was dislocated and his left ankle was twisted. He was in so much pain that sweat poured down his face like soybeans, but he didn't care about checking his injuries. He endured the pain, used his good right foot to support his body, and hopped towards the shrinking fuse.

He had only one thought in his mind: put out the fire as quickly as possible!

"Baka yarou...!"

With a roar, Yamamoto leaped forward on one leg with all his might, landing on the burning gunpowder fuse. He rolled around and used his large body to extinguish the flames, but his clothes and skin were burned in many places. With a sizzling sound, his face turned even paler.

Just as Yamamoto thought everything was fine and was about to call for help, a round object was thrown from the direction of the stairwell.

The object flew over his head and into the armory. After landing, it rolled forward a short distance with a clattering sound. When he saw it clearly, his pupils suddenly contracted, because it was a... hand grenade.