The undead screamed and tumbled excitedly in mid-air, even though no one was able to see it.

Below him was the sound of a rapid clash of gold and iron, for His Excellency the Commander was already fighting with the soldier in his hand.

In the eyes of the undead, the commander's sword is sharper and sharper, and the blunt knife in the soldier's hand is heavier and stronger.

The rib stab always flashes cold light in the night, and the blunt knife is always blown by the wind.

The undead had been waiting for this moment for a long time, and he knew there would be a big bustle to see today.

For when it was dark he saw that His Excellency the Commander had begun to patrol himself.

Obviously, His Excellency the Commander decided that his soldiers would not be able to detect the infiltrated soldier, so he went into battle himself.

He couldn't go up, because the undead had seen his companions tremble last night after the soldier had left.

There is no doubt that they are scared!

The soldier who came and went without a trace but killed people scared them.

The undead naturally know that they are undead, and they come and go without a trace, but although they are everywhere in the night, they don't kill people.

But the soldier came twice, leaving behind twenty-one corpses each time.

Especially the second time, they were all on guard, but when they found the Chinese soldier, he had already fled again.

They didn't even hear their companion's dying cries for help, is this person still human? Before the rooster crowed last night, the undead had heard their companions whispering in private, "Did we provoke the devil or kill the god of China?" ”

His Excellency the Commander had to take matters into his own hands and succeeded in intercepting the Chinese soldier on the roof of this premises.

However, in the eyes of the undead, there was a tacit understanding between the soldiers of China and His Excellency the Commander, and they were both waiting for the moment when the two sides clashed.

The reason why the soldiers did not want to fight with His Excellency the Commander from the beginning was because he knew that the imperial army did not want to be encircled.

His Excellency the Commander didn't want to fight that soldier in order to avoid his edge.

But the two sides should break off tonight, so they fought together.

It was the third night of death, and it found itself more and more fond of this tangible and intangible "body" because he could see anything.

No matter how fast things are, in his eyes, they will never produce the kind of visual residues that can only be seen by living people, knives and even bullets!

It discovered the advantage of His Excellency the Commander, that is, the Commander's knife was thinner, sharper, and the steel mouth was better.

In several lightning-fast collisions between the two sides, the blunt knife in the hand of the soldier of China had already cracked.

I don't know where the soldier picked up this rusty blunt knife, which is still backward!

The undead sighed, followed by a high-decibel scream, as the blunt knife finally broke in another collision!

Both sides obviously didn't expect this to happen, but they didn't stop there, and there was a sudden fire on the roofs on all sides!

The Japanese soldiers who rushed to hear the news lit their torches!

The undead were only afraid of daylight but not fire, and he saw that the soldier of China reacted quickly, and at the moment when the light of the fire illuminated, the soldier had already abandoned the commander with a broken knife and jumped off the roof.

"Squeak—" The undead screamed excitedly, and as soon as it lowered its body, it floated down with the Chinese soldier.

For he knew that there was no longer a street under the house, and that a trench had been dug under the Commander, and that when he appeared after dark, he saw his companions go up and break their mats.

It must see the sight of that soldier of China falling defenselessly into a deep ditch and being shot indiscriminately, which will be an interesting and memorable event in his undead life!

However, he was disappointed when he followed, and what he saw was that the soldier's hand grabbed the rafters under the roof at his feet, and then the man slammed diagonally into the window!

"Wow!" The undead was disappointed and excited, and he threw himself into the window.

The moment he pounced into the room, a gunshot rang out, and a bullet passed through his illusory body and hit the eaves opposite.

This bullet frightened the undead, but it had no effect on the undead after all, just like the wind can blow the grass and shake the trees, but it can't blow away the light.

The undead saw that the soldier was rolling up from the ground and pounced, plunging the broken blade in his hand into the lower abdomen of one of his companions.

Where he got up, another companion he had knocked down was lying on his back on the ground, spitting blood.

That was just now, when the soldier smashed it, he actually closed his legs and knelt directly on his chest with his knees.

His companion instinctively pulled the trigger when he saw a black shadow falling from above, but in the end the gun barrel was handed out of the window and the man was already kneeling in his arms.

"Nanyun, Nanyun, he didn't enter the pit, he is going to go up to the windowsill on this side!" The undead screamed hysterically.

It was excited now, and it needed no more respect for its commander, for it knew that no one could hear it shouting and no one could see it.

It was just venting, unaware that the Nagumo it was calling behind it was also climbing off the roof.

It saw the soldier raise his hand, and the half-severed blade flew towards the opposite window.

Immediately after that, the gunshots rang out, and then the soldier drew his gun and fired, and the bullet was fired at the roof opposite, because there were also Japanese gunshooters and soldiers holding torches to illuminate it.

The machine-gun shooter was hit, and the torches in the hands of the soldiers fell to the roof, so the men rolled down with the torches, and smashed into the trench with thin mats with a dull "plop" sound.

The undead saw that the soldier had pounced on the windowsill, and when it reached the window again, it saw that the man had jumped over the alley four or five meters wide.

Just as his body fell and smashed through the straw mat on the deep pit, his hands were hooked on the lower edge of the opposite window, and with a hard press, his curled body jumped into the room in the gap between his arms.

How athletic is he? Did he already know that the alley had been dug into a trench?

When the undead chased into the opposite room, he first saw his companion lying in the window and being slashed at the center of his eyebrows by the broken blade, which was the result of the soldier of the branch family throwing the broken blade with a raised hand.

Then he saw the soldier running towards the side wall of the house.

The house was so old and crumbling that the wall collapsed with a blow from the man's blow, and the man threw himself back at the opposite window with the force of his own bounce against the wall.

He was moving so fast that he was throwing himself out of the window the moment the roof fell from the wall down.

The dust burst out in the firelight, and the undead subconsciously screamed, and it was subconsciously afraid that it would be stoned to death!

But when it realized that it was an undead, the light of the ghost that had been scattered by the fright reunited.

At this time, in the direction of the fallen wall, the gunshots had already sounded, and the Japanese soldiers who saw the wall falling and all the ambushes naturally thought that the Chinese soldier was rushing out from another direction, but he did not expect that he would crash out of another window.

There was no longer a trench outside the window, and the undead saw that the soldier had dodged into another house and started a new killing.

The undead followed again, but when he looked back again, he saw that His Excellency the Commander was looking at the house that had fallen off the roof of the house that was still dusty and bullets flying, and he naturally thought that the soldier was still there.

The undead knew that this time it was over again, and that this soldier had gotten rid of His Excellency the Commander, and that the darkness had become his world again. The undead once again floated in mid-air chasing the soldier, watching him carefully dodge the firelight, sneaking, approaching, and killing......

watched him kill all the way to the entrance of the village, and he happened to kill twenty-one people again!

Then he watched as the soldier walked out of the village with a lonely expression. The undead wanted to follow, but they gave up thinking about the wind in the mountains.

But just as it was about to drift back, it saw that the soldier had stopped in the darkness and turned to face the village.

For the first time, the undead floated very formally across from the young man, observing him up close.

The face of a very young and ordinary soldier of China, but there is unquenchable anger in his eyes.

The undead are very strange, how can a person who killed his companion be so cold and lonely at this time.

And then he saw that the soldier suddenly opened his mouth, and at the same time shouted "ah", and the angry "ah" sound was carried by the sound wave and shot away in the direction of the village!

The undead wondered what it meant when he ran out of the village and then turned around and shouted like that.

But before its curiosity could be finished, the "ah" sound slammed into its tangible and intangible body, and it screamed violently, and then the sound wave rushed into countless small points of light and fell towards the earth, never to merge again.