Hello, Mr. Major General - Chapter 1152

Chapter 1152 Your Sis Isn“t a Legend

It was noon, and the sun in South Asia was like an orange cake in the hot sky.

The pure white circular roof of the Taj Mahal was very eye-catching from a distance.

Gu Nianzhi narrowed her eyes as she gazed at it, and she marveled over the fact that she had actually arrived there before Speaker Long.

For India, the Taj Mahal was extremely famous.

It was more than two hundred kilometers away from New Delhi and located in the city of Agra. The Yamuna River flowed on its right side, and the streaming water nourished the Taj Mahal.

The tall white palace, the quaint bell tower, four white minarets, and a rectangular pool were in front of the mausoleum. It sat on a four-story white marble base. It appeared elegant, solemn, and indeed had the architectural style of an Indian emperor’s favorite concubine.

In reality, the Taj Mahal was the emperor’s favorite concubine’s tomb, built by the Mughal Emperor Shah Jahan after the death of his beloved concubine Taj Mahal.

This mausoleum was not so much the highest cultural embodiment of Mughal architecture or a model of perfect architectural art as it was an emblement of epic love.

The emperor, who doted on his favorite concubine, spent a lot of money to build this tomb that nearly cost him his own dynasty.

As soon as the Taj Mahal had been completed, the emperor was overthrown by his son and imprisoned until his death.

It was said that after being imprisoned, he only did one thing every day, which was to look at the reflection of the Taj Mahal outside the window.

Gu Nianzhi had fully understood this history of the Taj Mahal before coming to India.

However, she learned about the history of the Taj Mahal not to prepare for the visit to India with Speaker Long, but purely because of a poem on the piece of paper that Reinitz had given her.

“Only let this one teardrop, glisten pure upon the cheek of time.”

This poem signaled the love between the Mughal Emperor and his favorite concubine, but it was somewhat incompatible with the previous poem, A Little Girl Needs Daddy.

Gu Nianzhi had her doubts, but then she saw Gu Xiangwen’s manuscripts and letters that were sent back by the old Japanese man and discovered that the handwriting on it was exactly the same as the handwriting on this note, and her interest was revived.

Now He Zhichu and Huo Shaoheng also instructed her to go to the Taj Mahal. Perhaps the truth was really there?

As she thought of this, Gu Nianzhi aggressively turned the steering wheel.

With a sudden roar, the Hummer SUV made a 180-degree turn on the road along the river and sped away towards the other direction.

The three Ford SUVs following behind were not so lucky.

Such a sharp turn required not only excellent driving skills but also required high car performance.

Although the Ford vehicle was higher performing than the average Japanese car, it was still far behind the Hummer.

Gu Nianzhi sped all the way to the Taj Mahal, but when the three Ford vehicles turned around, they nearly flipped.

Two of the cars also scratched each other’s bodies, but thanks to the driver’s excellent driving skills, they drove away quickly to avoid accidentally taking each other out.

The Taj Mahal was a famous tourist attraction in India.

But at that time, because of India’s sudden banknote issue, nearly all Indians had rushed to the bank to exchange banknotes, so there were only foreign tourists.

Gu Nianzhi drove off the highway and parked the car in the parking lot outside the Taj Mahal.

She looked around and found that the three Ford vehicles driven by Japanese Secret Service elites had not arrived yet, so they should be safe for the time being.

Rong Mingxing’s face was ghastly pale the entire way, and she was so dumbstruck that she couldn’t speak.

When Gu Nianzhi stopped the car and opened the door to let her get out of the car, she pointed to her stiff leg, signaling that she was completely unable to walk.

“Get out! Are you waiting for the Japanese to blow up the car?” Gu Nianzhi glared at her. “Get out, even if you have to climb out!”

Rong Mingxing was startled by her, and she jumped out of the car.

When she landed, her legs went slack, and she barely knelt on the ground.

Gu Nianzhi caught her in time, closed the car door with one hand, locked the car remotely, and then, supporting Rong Mingxing, she ran to hide at the other end of the Taj Mahal’s parking lot.

Because one had to walk into the Taj Mahal to visit, not drive in.

The corridors inside were all cultural relics, and in some places, you had to take off your shoes to enter.

The floor was covered with thick carpets, the pattern of ancient Persian Dali, and they appeared byzantine and magnificent.

It was a sharp contrast to the clean and white lines of the Taj Mahal.

Gu Nianzhi grabbed Rong Mingxing and tried to cheer her up by saying, “You quickly stand up and walk on your own. If you continue to drag on like this, we will both be caught by them. Do you want to fall into the hands of the Japanese?”

Rong Mingxing shuddered and felt that her legs had regained some strength.

Supported by Gu Nianzhi’s arm, she tentatively placed her foot on the ground, then started taking steady steps.

“That’s more like it.” Gu Nianzhi breathed a sigh of relief. If Rong Mingxing really couldn’t even walk, Gu Nianzhi would have to think of something else.

Rong Mingxing heaved, glanced at Gu Nianzhi awkwardly, and whispered, “…You are truly impressive. Thank you for not abandoning me.”

Gu Nianzhi, “…”

She turned her head to glance at Rong Mingxing in amusement. “Now you’re no longer saying that I rely on men? You see, it’s not easy to be me!”

Rong Mingxing, “…”

It was the first time she found that Gu Nianzhi’s smugness actually wasn’t annoying at all!

Instead, it gave her more confidence.

Under such harsh environments and dangerous conditions, Gu Nianzhi didn’t panic but was full of confidence.

Not only could she use the law to fight in court, but she also knew how to use weapons to kill.

Such a girl deserved to get more opportunities than others, right?

Although Rong Mingxing was somewhat envious, she had no choice but to admit how impressive someone like Gu Nianzhi was.

“Alright now, don’t fawn over your older sis too much. I’m not a legend, but an actual person.” Gu Nianzhi winked at Rong Mingxing.

Rong Mingxing tugged the corners of her mouth and said, “…You are three years younger than me, so what do you mean older sis? You’re a little brat!”

“Hmph, is it really alright to use age to determine things? Your older sis has experienced more hardships than you.” Gu Nianzhi beamed.

Rong Mingxing stared at her blankly, then asked her, “What are you going to do here? Are you going to visit the Taj Mahal?!”

Gu Nianzhi shook her head. “Not yet. We have to wait for a few people.”

The two of them sat under the shade of trees at the other end of the parking lot. A row of cars in front concealed the two of them.

Before long, the three Ford SUVs also arrived at the parking lot of the Taj Mahal.

Gu Nianzhi became vigilant. She pulled Rong Mingxing aside, stuffed her behind a car, and whispered, “…stay here and don’t move. I will lead them away.”

In reality, her hands were itching for the chance to kill these Tokyo Secret Service elites. It was best to take one prisoner so that she could catch Special Assistant Yang red-handed.

Besides, there were people who had her back, so she was feeling especially bold.

Rong Mingxing was very nervous, and holding her hand, she trembled as she said, “…You’re crazy! They have a lot of people! They also have many other weapons, but you only have a small pistol!”

Gu Nianzhi secretly thought, although I only have a small pistol, there are people who have my back!

She smiled slightly, pulled her hand out of Rong Mingxing’s grip, and patted her head. “Don’t be afraid. I’ll be fine.”

This simple move actually made Rong Mingxing feel as if she were her boyfriend!

Rong Mingxing shook her head quickly and threw this wild hallucination to the back of her mind.

Gu Nianzhi’s attention was entirely on the Japanese. Holding the small pistol in both hands, she dashed into the cluster of cars.

It was already afternoon, so the sun was scorching hot, and the temperature was blistering.

The gate of the parking lot was closed so that no more cars could come in.

Gu Nianzhi’s heart lifted. Could it be that Professor He or Huo Shaoheng’s people did so strategically so they could block the enemy’s retreat and then eliminate them?

She turned her head and looked around, but there was no one in sight.

The three Ford vehicles were parked side by side within the yellow lines, not that far away. The people inside had not gotten out of the car, and she didn’t know what they were doing.

Gu Nianzhi waited quietly for a while and silently counted to five. Then she took a deep breath, quickly turned around, pointed her gun at the wheels of the three Ford vehicles, and fired three shots!

Poof–!

The front wheel immediately deflated.

After Gu Nianzhi fired the shot, she immediately turned around and hid.

The person in the Ford quickly drew his gun and fired back, shooting a few bullets towards the direction Gu Nianzhi had shot from.

Gu Nianzhi ran away in time, but the few cars in the area were unlucky. The windows were shattered, and the entire vehicle looked like a honeycomb.

Most of the cars there were luxury cars.

When the cars were shot, the automatic alarms on the cars sounded immediately one after another.

There were the chirping sounds of car alarms in the parking lot, and it was so loud it covered the sounds of gunfire.

The Japanese Secret Service elites in the Ford vehicles came out of their cars. A dozen people holding guns moved in Gu Nianzhi’s direction.

Gu Nianzhi aimed at the person the furthest to the side in the parking lot and fired, hitting that person in the shoulder.

The man’s hand shook, and he couldn’t hold the gun anymore, so it fell to the ground.

He was also tough, and without bothering to check the wound on his shoulder, he quickly lowered his head to pick up the gun with his other hand.

At that time, Gu Nianzhi fired another shot at his head.

Boom!

One more Japanese had fallen.

Seeing this, several other Japanese elites in the Secret Service immediately fired back at Gu Nianzhi’s current position.

Their movements were fast, and the bullets nearly hit her.

Gu Nianzhi quickly turned around, and with her body tightly pressed against a car, she narrowly escaped the bullets.

Following the snipers’ principle of changing places with each shot, Gu Nianzhi ran from the back of the car to the other side.

In the huge parking lot, she was alone with more than a dozen elite Japanese Secret Servicemen.

Her pistol was a GLOCK18 pistol given to her by He Zhichu. It could hold 33 bullets and could fire continuously. It had deadly lethality and precise shooting. It was generally used by the special forces.

So, she felt self-assured enough to fight back against the Japanese with ammunition.

It was a pity that she didn’t have a magazine to reload, and each shot meant one less bullet, so she had to use them sparingly, or else she could’ve killed them all long ago.

He Zhichu, who from not that far away was observing the parking lot with a telescope, felt enraged and amused when he saw the scene.

“How naughty.” There was a hint of affection in his indifferent tone, and his almond-shaped eyes were full of adoration. His eyes followed Gu Nianzhi. After a while, he raised his hand and said, “Send in some bullets for her.”

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