Fang Buwei ran rapidly in the aisle, and kept shouting and scolding in different tones, creating a lot of fake images of Japanese.

The people in the room definitely didn't dare to rush out, but Fang Buwei just wanted to startle the snake.

He walked quickly two times down the aisle, and although he didn't know if there were Japanese spies in these rooms, he only needed to judge which room was inhabited by Americans.

When he finished the second walk, Fang Bu was 90% sure that there was an American couple in one room, and they should not be young.

He judged from the sound of the hostess's voice, and when he coughed......

There were rooms similar to guests, Fang Buwei found three, and under the crack in the door of each room, Fang Buwei would stuff a note with Japanese written on it......

By the time the last room was finished, Fang Buwei had already heard the sound of a large group of people rushing up the stairs.

Fang Buwei rushed forward in the direction of the staircase. Stopped about twenty meters away from the Americans.

This is exactly a corner, which can be attacked or retreated.

Crucially, in addition to the windows, there is also a corridor that leads directly to the observation deck.

This is one of the escape routes that Fang does not reserve, but only if the Americans are dizzy and can't think of going around from the roof of the building and attacking from here.

But Fang Buwei feels that the likelihood is very low.

The voice was getting closer and closer, and Fang Buwei estimated that the Americans were at most more than ten meters away from him.

He quietly poked his head out, glanced at it from a distance, and was startled.

So many people came?

The aisle is not wide, and at most it can walk four people side by side. The four crew members at the front, working in pairs, carried a steel plate that resembled a riot shield, moving slowly forward.

The Americans took advantage of the fact that there were more people and more guns, and adopted the tactics of pressing, not to mention that they only had one person, even if they came ten more, and in such a narrow space, they could not find any way to break through at all.

All the arrangements have been arranged, and if they are delayed, it is a trivial matter that they can't run away and be captured alive, and the previous arrangements will all be in vain.

No, we can't wait any longer.

Fang Buwei raised the box cannon and fired a group of point shots first.

There were a few "bangs", a few sparks splashed on the steel plates, and all the crew members crouched down.

"Woo woo woo la......" Fang Buwei yelled in Japanese, and pretended to be several people together.

After firing a few shots, Fang Buwei thrust the box cannon into his waist and quickly pulled out Browning.

Before he could shoot, there was a sudden sound of the door opening overhead.

Oops, there's someone on the roof.

The Americans are trying to flank the front and back!

Fang Buwei had thought of causing some casualties to the American crew in the aisle, forcing them back, and then going up the stairs to the top of the building by himself and returning the same way.

The last trace of luck was shattered, and Fang Buwei didn't dare to have any hesitation, so he lay on his side on the ground and pulled the trigger.

The bullet entered the gap between the shield and the ground and hit the crew's feet.

Fang Buwei fired seven shots in a row, draining all the magazines, and shouted and cursed in Japanese.

The bullets all went through the gap between the shield and the ground.

The American crew members at the front threw their shields and clenched their feet and howled loudly.

This is already the result of Fang not showing mercy to his subordinates. If you hit the gap between the two shields, at least a few will die.

Fang Buwei threw Browning, quickly picked up the box cannon, leaned sideways at the staircase and listened.

The Americans on the roof had already entered the cabin and were tiptoeing down the stairs.

Fang Buwei raised the box cannon and fired two shots at the top of the corridor along the gap in the corridor.

"Beware......" A crew member who had just been about to sneak down cursed in English

Forcing back these two ways, Fang Buwei was thinking about retreating, when a gunshot suddenly rang out behind him.

Is it the Japanese room?

Although he had never thought of retreating from that room of the Japanese, Fang Buwei still felt a chill in his heart.

I just wondered why the Americans reacted so slowly, but it turned out that the Yankees were ready to act only when they had a perfect plan.

No matter how lazy they are, the individual quality and military quality of American soldiers are second to none in the world.

If you are a little negligent and do not prepare for the last way to retreat, you will now have the only way to go.

The gunfire behind him was very intense, but Fang Wei could not tell that the Japanese were beaten and had no power to fight back.

Except for the first few pistol shots, all that remained was the sound of American submachine guns.

If you don't leave, you will be shot and killed by the Americans.

All three sides were blocked, and only the last one remained.

Fang Buwei moved towards the window and shot all the bullets in the box gun towards the stairs.

The crew in the aisle was caught off guard by themselves and were holding on to the wounded. The gunfire behind him continued, and it seemed that the Americans were finishing up, and they couldn't rush for the time being, and now it was the team upstairs that they had to guard against.

Bullets flew in the corridor, sparks splashed everywhere, and the box gun was used as a submachine gun, and the team of crew members was successfully suppressed.

When the last bullet was finished, Fang Buwei kicked his feet and jumped out of the window.

When his body was in the air, his right hand quickly grabbed a rope hanging from the outside in his hand.

The rope was a section of cable cut from the mast when he went up to the observation deck to observe the retreat.

This was the last way for Fang Bu to escape.

He can only climb to the top through here now.

Fang Buwei kicked the bulkhead with his legs, grabbed the rope with one hand, and kept wrapping the cable around his arm as his footsteps moved.

There was not much movement when he jumped out of the window, and the Americans should not have noticed that he had left the fifth floor.

If the other hand hadn't been injured, there would have been no need to work so hard.

Climbing to the top of the building, Fang Buwei first quietly poked his head out, glanced at it quickly, and found that there was no one on it.

It seems that the crew members who attacked from the roof of the building all went down to the fifth floor through a few passages.

Fang Buwei quickly flipped up, pulled hard, and pulled the live buckle on the cable.

The cable fell vertically and fell to the deck with a muffled thud.

"...... below," suddenly shouted a crew member in the aisle.

Fang Buwei breathed a sigh of relief.

He picked up another rope from under his feet, followed the shadow of the railing of the observation deck, and ran swiftly in the direction of the bow of the boat.

He had to go back to the fourth floor before the Americans searched it all.

Whether it is on the deck or other floors, there is only one way to go, to be captured alive. He could only return to the room that Yu Erjun had booked to ensure that he was not exposed.

The waiter didn't choose a good place, and just when he was wrapping the rope around the railing, a voice suddenly came from the direction of the staircase.

The first officer, who was in charge of the assault, asked the crew members who had gone down the stairs to return to the roof of the building to conduct a thorough search.

Fang Buwei exhaled in amazement.

Americans are not easy to deceive either.

Since they can think of someone who will slide down from the fifth floor, the Americans can also think of whether someone will climb from the fifth floor to the top of the ship.

By the time the Americans had just emerged from the staircase, Fang Buwei had already climbed down the observation deck.

His movement was so small that the American crew, who had just reached the roof of the building, was not heard by the American crew at some distance from the bow.

Fang Buwei grabbed the rope with one hand, twisted the rope with his legs, and slowly slid down.

The reason why he acted so carefully was for fear of alarming the guests in the nearby luxury cabin.

With so many shots fired and such a big commotion, the guests on this floor didn't dare to be careless no matter how late they reacted. When you are frightened, or even on high alert, the focus is naturally on the door or window, where people can enter.

When Fang Buwei had just slid down the fifth floor, deliberately missed the window on the fifth floor, and tried to descend to the window of the room where he had left before, a window on the fifth floor was suddenly opened, and a pistol was stretched out.

The man with the gun had been hiding behind the window, just waiting for him to appear.

It's a pity that Fang Buwei staggered the window and descended against the bulkhead, and the people inside didn't stick their guns out, so they couldn't hit Fang Buwei at all.

Fang Bu was frightened, he glanced down sharply, at this time there was still nearly a meter away from the window on the fourth floor, plus only one hand could use force, there was no way to jump in.

Do you want to let go of the rope and slide straight down?

But the gun is above his head, and even if he slides down, he will be used as a live target.

It was just that in a second or so, Fang Buwei was shocked into a cold sweat. Before the brain can give instructions, the body responds.

With the sound of the "horn", the gun above went off, but in the moment before the gunshot, Fang Buwei kicked the bulkhead with both feet, and his body swayed outward,、。

Fang Buwei could even feel the burning sensation attached to the bullet that grazed his cheek.

Fang Buwei was scared into a cold sweat, but his movements were not slow at all.

In the process of falling back, Fang Bu twisted his legs hard, fixed his body to the rope, and at the same time freed up the only right hand that could be used, and drew the pistol. Then the upper body leaned back, and the body formed a "one" in the air, and the gun was raised.

"Bang" twice, the opponent's gun and Fang Buwei's gun rang out at the same time. Reflecting the sparks from the muzzle of the other party, Fang Buwei could even see the other party's appearance.

He is an Asian man in his early forties.

Behind the man stood a woman, but she was turned sideways, so that she could not see her appearance.

But looking at the figure again, it gives him a feeling as if he has seen it somewhere.

But Fang Buwei didn't have time to think about it at all.

He could see that the bullet he had fired had hit the man's face, and a cloud of blood exploded. But at the same time, Fang Buwei felt a sharp numbness in his thighs, and there was an extremely tingling sensation in an instant......

I was shot in the thigh......