"Let go of me, you let go of me, you let go of my grandfather." At the top of the stairs on the second floor, a girl's voice was heard.

Then, there was a dragging sound at the top of the staircase, and the girl was pushed and dragged down the stairs by two German soldiers.

Seeing Yan Zhi fall to the ground, the girl didn't dare to speak, she turned her face and saw that her grandfather was being pointed at the head with a rifle by a German soldier, forced in the corner, she broke away from the German soldier's hand, staggered to her grandfather, and hugged her.

The silver-haired old man reached out and put his arms around his granddaughter and pulled her behind him: "Don't be afraid, Monroe. ”

The silver-haired old man regretted it a little, and he might have to pay a big price for his lies. In troubled times, he is just a small ordinary person, and it is his own business to be able to keep his family safe, and he should not do things beyond his ability, so as to harm his family.

Now that the Germans have captured the Chinese officer, they don't know what to do with them.

"You're the one who killed our major general?"

The German officer kicked Yan Zhi in the abdomen fiercely, and then half-squatted and grabbed Yan Zhi's hair, and asked with a cold look in his eyes.

Yan Zhi replied to the other party's ferocity with an expressionless face: "Hehe! It was I who killed your major general and division commander, and you can now kill me to avenge him! ”

Yan Zhi knew that if he was just an insignificant Allied soldier, these Germans might kill him immediately to reduce the burden, but it was different if he killed the division commander of the German army, not only would these Germans not kill him immediately, but would also protect him well and bring him back to ask for credit.

The soldiers also knew that there was no merit in bringing back a dead man who couldn't speak, and their superiors would not believe that their division commander had been killed by a dead man.

Now is the time of fierce fighting, and a few people bring a dead body back, not only to no avail, but to no avail.

Sure enough, the German officer carefully looked at Yan Zhi for more than ten seconds and asked the other soldiers: "Do you think this person is the Allied officer who ran on the roof just now, chasing Major General Jaylon Richardson and others?" ”

Two soldiers nodded and said, "At that time, he was running extremely fast on the house, although he couldn't see his face clearly, but judging from his black hair and figure, I can be sure that it was him!" ”

The soldier with the silver-haired old man holding a gun turned around: "Yes! His short black hair was too obvious, and he was carrying the M1903 sniper rifle on his back. That's right, it's him. ”

The smile on the face of the German officer flashed, and the opportunity to make meritorious service had arrived, and it was a great achievement to capture the Allied officer who had killed Major General Jaeron Richardson.

Yan Zhi's eyes swept around, there were a total of eight German soldiers in the room, except for the German second lieutenant who grabbed his hair, the others were all soldiers, all of them were tall and powerful.

At this moment, Yan Zhi had at least three ways to kill all eight Germans, but because the silver-haired old man's grandfather and grandson were pointed at gunpoint by a German soldier, he was worried that once he made a move, the German soldier would immediately shoot at the silver-haired old man's grandfather and grandson.

In the eyes of the Germans, these grandparents and grandchildren were insignificant, and they were killed, like crushing an ant, and no one cared.

Yan Zhi said to the German officer: "If you let them go, I will go with you." It had nothing to do with him, I had kidnapped the little girl upstairs, so the old man had no choice but to say that he hadn't seen me. ”

"Let them go?"

The German officer grabbed Yan Zhi's short hair, "If my judgment is right, this old thing should be a damn Jew, he played a few of us, how could I let him go." Besides, if I can't kill them both, you have to come with me! You don't have a choice! ”

The German officer looked at the brown-haired girl, a strange look flashed in his eyes, and he tumbled and swallowed a few mouthfuls of spittle, and said to the soldier who pointed the gun at the silver-haired old man: "Take this girl upstairs for me." Then he said to another private, "Slaughter this damned old Jewish thing, let him bleed slowly to his God, and let his God punish him for lying." ”

Several German soldiers laughed and looked at the young girl.

This girl is really beautiful, with the unrestrained youth of a girl, and also has the charming atmosphere of a young woman.

The private walked towards the white-haired old man and the girl, and as he went, he drew his bayonet from his waist.

The silver-haired old man protected his granddaughter with both hands, but because his head was held to the head by another German soldier with a gun, he could only stand there with angry eyes.

"Do you know what Hades is?"

Yan Zhi said suddenly.

Several German soldiers and the white-haired old man's grandchildren were stunned at the same time.

What does this Chinese soldier mean by Hades?

"Hades is the one who specializes in the dead." Yan Zhi looked around at several German soldiers, "Originally, I wanted you to live a little longer, but if you want to go and see Hades as soon as possible, I will fulfill you." ”

As soon as Yan Zhi's words fell, his left hand stretched out like lightning, performed the eagle claw skill, grabbed the throat of the German officer, and pinched it with all his strength, only to hear a soft "click", the moment the German officer's throat was crushed, his half-squatting huge body rose into the air, flew out a few meters away, and smashed into the soldier who was holding a rifle and pointing at his grandfather and grandson.

The soldier saw the black figure flying towards him, but he had no time to react or avoid it, and fell to the ground.

Yan Zhi slid forward on the ground with the help of throwing out the German officer, kicked on the knee of a German soldier, and in the "click" sound, he spun beautifully and turned over to stand up.

"Snap" Yan Zhi's side whip kicked a German soldier in the temple, and at the moment when the steel helmet fell to the ground and the German soldier spat blood plasma, Yan Zhi reflexively elbowed and hit another German soldier in the chest.

In the sound of the opponent's bones breaking, Yan Zhi exerted force in his waist and abdomen, and a reflexive suspended kick turned his body backwards 360 degrees, and the shiny leather boots drew a perfect arc in the air, kicking the neck of a German soldier off, kneeling on the ground, holding his neck with both hands, his eyes turned outward, and the plasma in his mouth gushed out.

In the girl's exclamation, Yan Zhi landed on one leg and kicked forward, and his knee slammed into the back of the German soldier who was holding a bayonet and was about to bleed the silver-haired old man, smashing his spine to pieces, like a broken kite floating forward a few meters away and falling to the ground.

Yan Zhi stretched out his hand like lightning, grabbed the bayonet that the soldier let go of, and rotated, and the bayonet followed him to draw a 360-degree rotating white light, like a white lightning bolt, inserted into the index finger and put the trigger, and was about to shoot on the throat of a soldier, the soldier let go of his hands and hugged his neck, and the rifle in his hand "clanged" to the ground.

Yan Zhi knelt on one knee and gasped for breath, the lightning-like series of critical hits just now almost exhausted the physical strength he had recovered a little.

And the silver-haired old man, the grandfather and grandson, were stunned and looked at everything that happened in front of them, thinking that they were in a dream.

Yan Zhi's speed was as fast as lightning, and after he killed eight German soldiers, the German soldier who was kicked and broke his knee by him had just let out a terrible howl on the ground.

And the German officer, rolling and struggling on the ground with his hands around his neck, his eyes bulging out like dead fish, opening his mouth wide to breathe, and making a strange sound of "hehe".

The soldier who pointed a gun at the white-haired old man was suddenly hit by his own officer, knocked to the ground, fainted, and lay motionless on the ground.

On the ground, except for the soldier who was stuck in the throat with a bayonet and died on the spot, one of the remaining seven Germans was unconscious, and six were struggling on the ground, wailing and screaming!!

"Sir, help, kill them!"

Yan Zhi gasped and said to the silver-haired old man, and then looked at the girl known as Monroe with surprise on his face.