Chapter Ninety-Seven: Bloodshed

On the second floor of the patrol room, Yamahara lay on the ground while pointing a gun downstairs, carefully guarding against Wen Hao, while helping Hanaoka press the wound with one hand.

Yamahara just holds a belief that he can't let Wen Hao hurt his commander Asen Daisa, as a guard of Asa Mori Daisa, he is also a well-trained soldier in the Japanese army, and now he is also a sergeant.

The current Yamahara was full of vigilance against Wen Hao upstairs, and although he had only fought with Wen Hao for a short time of one or two seconds just now.

But Wen Hao reacted so quickly that not only did they miss their attack, but also made a quick counterattack, seriously injuring Hanaoka-kun.

In particular, they fired their guns almost at the same time, but he only seemed to hear the sound of the rifle in their hand, and did not hear the sound of the gun in Wen Hao's hand.

He glanced at it just now, and found that Hanaoka had been shot twice, and another bullet had grazed his face and flew over. It was when the two of them fired two bullets, Wen Hao fired three bullets, he didn't know that Wen Hao's gun could shoot point-fire, or it could be fired three times in a row, if there were no bullets, Wen Hao could finish them all with a single strafing shot.

At this time, Wen Hao installed the tactical lights downstairs, and raised his hand to extinguish the lights in the corridor with one shot.

The corridor became pitch black in a blink of an eye, and Wen Hao didn't dare to delay the time, so he quickly moved towards the corridor.

Upstairs, Yamahara's eyes suddenly turned dark, and he heard hurried footsteps in the corridor, and he hurriedly searched for the sound and fired a shot at the place where there were footsteps.

He didn't know that this was exactly the effect that Wen Hao wanted, Wen Hao just shot and extinguished the lights, so he immediately pretended to attack forcibly.

The soldiers upstairs couldn't react for a while. Mistakes can be made in a hurry. will give Wen Hao a chance.

Yamahara's shot did not hit the target. He felt a little bad, and when he wanted to change places to hide, a bright light suddenly lit up and shone on his face, and he hurriedly used his hand to cover his eyes.

"Bang", a huge gunshot rang out, and what Yamahara couldn't figure out was that he didn't hear the gunfire just now. Now the gunfire is very loud, and there is this light from there.

The &nb bullet blew Yamahara in the face, and then the light disappeared without a trace.

It is impossible for Wen Hao to turn on the tactical lights all the time, otherwise he will be a live target, and only by mastering the timing of turning on the lights can he have the initiative in this dark environment.

At this time, Wen Hao moved carefully upstairs with very light movements, and he heard the sound of someone panting in the corridor, and at the same time, the sound of pain came into Wen Hao's ears.

Wen Hao thought to himself that it was probably the Japanese soldier who was injured when he returned fire with a submachine gun just now.

"What's going on with Yamahara-kun?" Ma Sen had just finished making a phone call when he heard two gunshots outside the door.

"Don't scream, most of the Huai soldiers outside are more than lucky." Iijima had a revolver in his hand. The revolvers they were issued for patrolling were standard.

"What, it won't. My soldiers are the best soldiers, how can they die at the hands of a Chinese. Asama Mori said in disbelief.

"There were two gunshots just now, the first shot was fired by Yamahara, which was our standard rifle, and the second shot was fired by the other side, which was the unique gunfire of M1911. Then there is no movement now, most likely because Yamabara has been martyred. "Inspector Iijima is not a criminal investigator, and you can guess the general situation by the sound of gunshots.

"Let me meet this killer, how harmful it is." Assen Dazuo put the southern fourteen pistol in his hand, which is called by the Chinese, the Wang Ba box pistol, on the table, and pulled out a horse card from his clothes.

Although high-ranking Japanese officers like them all carried a southern fourteen pistol, which was the Wanghachi box gun, they did not like to use this gun too much.

will also bring a better performance pistol, Asama Mori Dasa carries a Browning 1903 pistol, because there is a horse with a spear on it, so it is called a horse brand.

Most of these guns have to be purchased by Japanese officers themselves, but as a soldier, having a pistol with good performance is a second life, so many Japanese officers like to buy American pistols for self-defense, and the southern 14 pistols have become a portable decoration.

"We don't need to fight this killer, as long as we hold on to foreign help, he will be unable to fly." Iijima persuaded Asama Daisa.

Although Asamamori was a little annoyed by the death of his two guards, he also knew that it was dangerous to rush out like this.

The best way now is to hold on, as long as the killer outside is dragged down, as long as the people who patrol the room and send someone from the naval command, this killer will have nowhere to escape.

Wen Hao went upstairs at this time, turned on the tactical lamp and saw a dead body on the ground, and a seriously wounded Japanese soldier.

Wen Hao removed the rifle stab from the waist of the dead soldier in the mountain plain, and easily sent the wounded soldier back to his hometown.

If this kind of person is healed from his injury, he will most likely become a beast, there is no need to stay in the world, and seeing his painful appearance, Wen Hao's compassionate heart, let him rest in peace as soon as possible.

Wen Hao heard someone talking in the room just now, but now no one is talking in the blink of an eye, and the room is quiet.

It seems that they want to hold on and wait for help, but if they rush in, there are still a few people inside, which is a bit dangerous.

Wen Hao looked at the door with a little headache and thought, just when Wen Hao was a little at a loss, Wen Hao's eyes lit up.

Wen Hao lowered his body and searched the dead Japanese soldiers, and hit six Japanese-style Taisho 91-style grenades on the two dead bodies.

Wen Hao patted his head and thought that he forgot to ask Wells if he had any grenades to buy last time, this game can sometimes come in handy.

Even if you don't open the door, I won't go in, just throw two grenades, and now you have to hurry up and leave, or you won't want to leave if you surround them.

Wen Hao raised his gun and fired two shots at the lock on the door, and then kicked the door open from the side.

At this time, a few bullets were fired from the room, and Wen Hao saw that fortunately he did not rush in, and it seemed that they were guarding the room.

"Heroes outside, if you lay down your arms and surrender, we can let you live." Inspector Iijima said to Wen Hao inside.

"Now it's not a question of whether you want to let me live, but whether I want to let you live." Wen Hao laughed when he heard this, these Japanese really don't know what to do when they are dying.

"I don't know if Your Excellency dares to come in, let's talk." Asama Mori tried to stall as much as he could.

"No, I don't want to accompany you to the underworld to chat, so you should go down and chat slowly. I won't be with you. After Wen Hao finished speaking, he pulled the grenade insurance in his hand, fortunately, he read the introduction and knew that the Japanese grenade was a double insurance, and he had to knock it out.

Wen Hao heard that their voices were one left and one right, so he threw a grenade to the big ones on the left and right, and he was a little uneasy, and after throwing a grenade to the middle, he turned around to see if he had blown them up.

hurriedly went downstairs and ran out of the patrol room, and before he got downstairs, there were three huge explosions behind him, and there was a wave of air around Wen Hao. Fortunately, it's not a movie, or it's a close-up, how handsome it is.

After Wen Hao didn't turn back and left the patrol room, Wen Hao quickly disappeared into the night.

Many Japanese had not yet slept when they heard a loud explosion and came out of their houses, only to see their patrol room on fire.

The people who were sent to support from the Hongkou patrol room were still more than 500 meters away, and when they saw the sound of explosions coming from the patrol room on Jiaxing Road, they accelerated their pace.

There were also marines sent from the Navy Command, who also heard the sound and rushed here desperately.

At this time, Wen Hao's mood was a little better, and he finally let out a bad breath, he had been with such a kind person as Zhao Jingxiang for a long time, and Wen Hao's killing heart was much smaller than before.

But these Japanese dared to hurt his apprentice, Wen Hao just had a shortcoming, that is, to protect his shortcomings, and if he beat his apprentice, of course he had to come forward.

I don't know if the people inside were blown up, but there is not much time, and even if they can't afford to blow up, they will be skinned.

There is also the bombing of the patrol house, which also makes those Japanese ugly faces. (To be continued......)

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