Yi Mingmin's nerves were very tense at this time, and there was chaos on the radio, full of the screams of his comrades who were ignited by incendiary bombs.

Yi Mingmin has experienced harsh training, is one of the elite in ten thousand, and has had actual combat experience a few times, but this is the first time he has seen this meeting.

Compared with this time, the previous "actual combat" is pediatrics at all.

The enemy suddenly appeared out of nowhere, and he had no idea what the enemy's body was. If the mobile team of the Japanese police had come in, Yi Mingmin would not have been as bottomless as he is now.

Now he looked like a hidden enemy, and the darkness around him seemed to hide thousands of troops.

Yi Mingmin's inner voice shouted: "Strafe, whatever it is, shoot if you see something suspicious!" ”

That's when the radio started playing music.

Yi Mingmin looked up at the nearest speaker suspiciously—why do you want to play music? What was Captain Lee thinking?

**

A few minutes ago.

Akira Takamiyama, a third-year student in Kyoto University's Department of Applied Physics, together with two students from the same university's radio department and a third-year student from Osaka University's physics department, cut off the control of the broadcasting system and pulled the lines to a makeshift station that had been rebuilt from a landline telephone, tape recorder, and equipment requisitioned from the light voice department.

"The circuit is connected." A classmate from Osaka University is in charge of the circuit, and as he spoke, he gave Takamiyama a thumbs up.

Takamiyama picked up the telephone receiver, which had been changed to a microphone: "I'm Mousca Dazuo, we are fighting to save everyone, if you have the ability, please join us......"

"Wait a minute, what the hell is Mousca Dazo?" The one from Osaka University interrupted Takamiyama.

"My pen name." Takamiyama said.

"What the hell, and I haven't heard of this manifesto, didn't it say that music was going to disturb the enemy?"

"My declaration is also a link to disturb the enemy."

"Okay, play the music, it's a pot of porridge below, who listens to your declaration."

"Indeed, but I'm halfway through the declaration, you'll have to let me finish, right? Otherwise, people will have a feeling that we are unreliable......"

"Don't worry," the Osaka University man smirked, "You just took the receiver to speak, and I cut the radio to you, and there may be a few slow-cut areas that heard your first two or three words, don't worry."

"Listen, don't do superfluous things, follow Kiryu-sama's plan, and execute it well!"

A student at Osaka University, he directly gave Kazuma a terrible honorific title. However, none of the people present felt that there was anything wrong with this honorific title.

Takamiyama pursed his lips, reluctantly put down the earpiece, pressed the button, and began to play music - he chose a very Roman piece of music inspired by the previous song "Heraeus on the Bridge" by Kiryu and horseback.

"You Will Return Like Lightning" was written by the Greeks in memory of Constantine XI, and Horetius was also a hero of Rome, and a hero of the Roman Republic.

Speaking of Rome, of course, if it is a republic, a non-republican Rome is just a poor imitation of Rome's former glory.

**

Yi Mingmin is distracted by the sudden music playing, and he realizes that he has a very big flaw in it now, and he may be caught.

The moment he realized this, he immediately broke out in a cold sweat, and the veterans all said that distraction on the battlefield would cost him his life.

Yi Mingmin hurriedly withdrew his attention and cheered up his spirits-

Then he saw the darkness ahead of him rushing towards him.

He was stunned for a moment, only to realize that it was someone who had been killed in the dark.

The man was holding a Japanese sword, which made Yi Mingmin feel a sense of confusion, and if the other party was holding a gun, he might have reacted.

Why do you still hold a Japanese sword in this era - at this critical moment, Yi Mingmin's brain only has this thought.

But his much-trained body still responded correctly, turning the muzzle of the gun and pulling the trigger.

The gun didn't go off.

Mainly because Yi Mingmin has lost his fingers that can hold the trigger.

Normally, after cutting off Yi Mingmin's finger, the knife would get stuck on the gun, but the person who started the knife was extremely exquisite, and the distance was well mastered, and the blade only cut off Yi Mingmin's finger, and when the tip of the knife cut through the plastic shell of the M16, only a shallow scratch was left.

Before Yi Mingmin realized that he could no longer pull the trigger, his brain finally realized that it was time to shoot, and gave the command to pull the trigger.

The sword flashed again, and this time it was Yi Mingmin's wrist that was broken.

Watching the blood from the arteries of his hand spurt out from the section, Yi Mingmin's brain finally caught up with the rhythm of his body, so he began to scream.

At this time, Yi Mingmin's partner, who was alerting in the other direction, knew that something had happened to Yi Mingmin's side, and he turned around and shot directly, but this hurt him instead, because the other attacker was waiting for him to turn around.

The other attacker's knife technique was obviously not as superb as the first one, but this wide-open and closed knife technique was so powerful that the sword light flashed and disappeared with an arm.

The M16, which had lost restraint, was pushed up by the recoil and fired upwards.

Yi Mingmin was stabbed in the chest at this time, and the blade stabbed into his pectoralis major muscle, piercing his lungs through the space between the two ribs.

Blood poured down his trachea, and the salty smell of death filled his mouth.

Yi Mingmin realized that he was dying, and he used his last strength to shout out the clearest thought that passed through his mind at this moment: "Mom......"

**

Kiryu and Ma pulled out the tiger and shouted to the fallen enemy, "You hold yourself up first, and I will find someone to treat you immediately." ”

Near Ma Jian was shocked: "This person is dead, right?" Are you still looking for someone to cure? ”

"No, I've gotten out of the way."

"Your sister, you cut off people's hands, and this bloodletting alone will be put to death."

"No, he's not dead yet, he was calling for his mother just now, and I heard him clearly." Kazuma said as he rushed to the next group of enemies.

Because of the broadcast and for various reasons, the other group of enemies did not realize that their companions had been touched.

If they find out that there is a problem now, turn their guns and fire at this side, at this distance, Kazuma and Kenichi can only avoid the edge for the time being.

Now the two of them hunched their bodies and slashed towards the enemy with their knives in one hand.

And I don't know why, both of them subconsciously imitated the running posture of the swordsmen in the sword halberd film when they even slashed and killed the array.

It's not necessarily faster, but it's really cool.

The enemy still noticed the two of them when they had the last few steps left.

Kazuma heard the enemy shouting something in Korean.

He saw the enemy turn the muzzle of his gun, and decisively decided to abandon the assault to avoid its edge—

However, at this time, on the roof of the stand on the left side of the enemy, a man suddenly stood up, this person held this Coke bottle in his hand, and shouted: "Eat my Molotov cocktail!" ”

Without saying a word, the two Koreans turned their guns and swept them across the roof.

However, the man shouted and hid behind the only iron part of the roof that had been retracted, and the bullets tore at the cardboard shell and plastic roof, clanging in a series of sparks on the iron plates.

The next moment, Kazuma, who gave up dodging and chose to rush straight, rushed to the range where the knife could attack.

With one hand, he slashed from the bottom up, the tip of which swept just past the wrist of the enemy's armor.

- Damn, this tiger is a little shorter than the real one, and the distance is really difficult to master!

Ken Hao sometimes likes to use a knife all the time, not just that one, but that he is used to the length and weight of that one.

Many swordsmen in history, when they used their favorite swords, they used other swords to directly turn back into mortals.

Kazuma used an unfamiliar knife, and the result was that the chopping was often stopped, and this time the enemy only injured his left hand, and he turned around and held the gun in one hand to give Kazuma some color, so Kazuma could only make up for it again.

The enemy's spear finally fell to the ground, and he himself made a sound that could not tell whether it was a scream or a war cry, and slammed into Kazuma, as if he was about to wrench a castle from Kazuma's hands with his teeth.

and the horse kicked the enemy to the ground.

"Next!" He Ma turned his head and shouted to Ma Jian, "It's okay to abolish the combat power, quick!" Cut down the eight men assigned to us before the enemy reacts! ”

Near Ma Jian nodded, so the two rushed to the next "sentry" again.

When passing by the booth where the one who had just attracted attention was located, Kazuma looked up and asked, "Are you okay?" ”

The man on the roof stretched out a hand and shook the Coke bottle in his hand.

Kazuma thought that he had just thrown the Coke bottle out as an incendiary bomb, but he didn't expect that people would be reluctant to leave the Coke in the bottle.

This guy, kind of interesting.

It's all over when you turn around, maybe you can get acquainted.

**

Among the hostages, Ma Bozhi was locked up in the office along with several colleagues from the convention and exhibition center, and there were also several new faces that Ma Bozhi did not recognize.

He estimated that the unlucky ones who didn't have time to run in the exhibition hall today were here.

An hour and a half ago, a few girls wearing the uniforms of the convenience store in the convention and exhibition center came over and delivered a wave of bread and water to Nakama Bozhi and others.

Originally, he was expecting that there would be a note hidden in the bread and water, with a message calling for a series of rebellions or something—but he rummaged through the bread and water, but he didn't see any of them.

Sure enough, that kind of movie plot can't happen in reality.

As soon as Nakama Bozhi thought so, the riot began.

At the beginning of the explosion, Zhongma Bozhi thought that the kidnappers were making trouble and threatening the government.

Then the situation became chaotic, with explosions, screams and gunshots constantly outside the office, making a retired old-timer from the next department lament that he seemed to be back on the front line of Kuah.

Hiroyuki Nakama originally wanted to ask what was going on, so he knocked on the office door.

The bandit guarding outside the office said impatiently, "Xi, what's the matter with you?" Can't you just stay quiet? ”

"Well, we wanted to ask what was going on, and it sounds like it's confusing." He tried his best to maintain politeness and decency.

However, what he was waiting for was not a reply from the outside, but the sound of gunshots.

With a sound of "West Bar", the gun rang out, and Zhongma Boyi instantly thought that he was killed by the gangsters through the door, and then realized that he didn't seem to be the target of the gangsters.

Outside the hallway, the M16 swept about seven or eight rounds of ammunition, and the gunfire was replaced by screams.

This was followed by the sound of blunt percussions.

After two very heavy "thuds", the hallway fell silent.

"Is it the staff of the convention center in there?"

A very young voice came from outside.

There was a burst of ecstasy, he didn't know what was going on, it looked like someone had knocked down the guard at the door.

He was about to respond outside when the broadcast started for no reason.

"I am ......"

A voice that Ma Bozhi had never heard heard came from the radio speaker.

After saying "I am", the broadcast came to an abrupt end.

Zhong Ma Bozhi thought suspiciously: "What the hell are you doing?" What is the current situation? ”

The next moment, the radio was "rebroadcast" again, but this time no one spoke, and the music was played.

Hiroyuki Nakama hadn't heard this song, but someone among his colleagues heard it: "Is this your return like lightning?" Why is this song played? ”

"Maybe you think it sounds imposing?" Another speculated.

As soon as he wanted to participate in the discussion of his colleagues, the person outside the door repeated the question again.

Then another voice was urging the questioner: "Maybe the enemy found out that we were using the part-time workers at the convenience store to spy on the military, and temporarily changed the position of the prisoner." Why don't we withdraw? ”

Only then did he finally remember what was important now.

"Someone's in there! There's someone in there! Zhong Ma Bozhi shouted again and again, "Don't retreat, help us out!" ”

Several voices outside were shouting at the same time: "Someone, someone!" Hurry up and dig them out! ”

Immediately after that, the person who had just asked Zhongma Bozhi said: "Please retreat, we have to open this door, for fear of injuring a few people by mistake." ”

After hearing this, Zhongma Bozhi's colleague ran straight back, shouting as he ran: "They are going to blow up the door, hurry back!" ”

Before he could start running, a fire axe broke through the door of the office and forced a hole in the door panel.

To be honest, this scene is a bit infiltrating, and Nakama Hiroyuki doesn't know why he feels this way.

Seconds later, half of the office's seemingly impregnable door was smashed, leaving only the robbers' locks, hanging intact from the door.

Soon the door to the office, only the lock was intact.

The man dressed as a college student stepped into the room to the melody of my return like lightning: "Several, we are evacuating the crowd through the safe passage, please come with me." The girls of Convenience Dan said that you have injured people here, who is it? ”

The hospital bed formed by the tables that were next to each other Nunu mouthed: "On the table, that is." ”

The college student looked back, so two college students came in with a folding stretcher - a place like the convention and exhibition center, from time to time to deal with tourists suffering from heat stroke or something, folding stretchers and other first aid equipment, should be prepared.

The college students quickly carried the injured away.

Zhongma Bozhi followed the wounded man's stretcher directly out of the large office where he had been held for more than four hours, and was almost smoked back by a smell of burnt meat as soon as he went out.

He looked closely, and there was a human-looking thing burning on the ground. The nausea was so intense that he almost vomited on the spot.

At this time, the college student who rescued the person took the M16 and asked loudly: "This is a seized weapon, is there a former self-defense officer here?" ”

Zhong Ma Bozhi raised his hand: "I am." ”

The college student threw the gun to Nakama Bozhi: "Then you can use it." Kiryu-sama said that those of us who are not trained will not only fail to hit others if we use guns indiscriminately, but will also put our own people in danger. ”

Hiroyuki Nakama nodded: "This Kiryu-sama is right. ”

As he spoke, he took the M16 from the college student and expertly examined it.

At this time, he heard his colleague muttering, "Kiryu...... Could it be Kiryu Kazuma? ”

"Who?"

"It's the one in the newspaper, the one that was super popular some time ago."

"Oh, I remember, I said that it was the heir of modern ninjutsu?"

Suddenly, the college student who had just been shouting "Kiryu-sama" roared angrily, interrupting the small talk of Hiroyuki Nakama's friends: "Is it time for small talk?" The enemy is powerful, and Kiryu-sama is doing everything in his power to attract the attention of the enemy and create a chance for you to escape! Do not be ignorant! Hurry up, hurry up! ”

**

At the same time, Kiryu and Ma cut down the last enemy assigned to him, completing their "share".

He turned his head to look at Kenichi Ma while wiping the knife, but suddenly found that Kenichi Ma's expression was a little complicated.

He Ma thought about it and felt that it could only be that reason, so he said: "The first time you kill someone, you will not be comfortable." Even if you know that this is legitimate defense, you can't avoid this if you know that the villain you killed. ”

Kenichi turned his head to look at Kazuma: "This is your personal experience?" ”

"No," he said, shaking his head, "you may not believe it, but I haven't killed anyone yet. Of all the enemies I have had so far, I have killed none of them. ”

Approaching Ma Ken, he glanced at the enemy who had fainted at the horse's feet.

The enemy was clearly on the verge of hemorrhagic shock, and Kazuma did not take any rescue measures, considering that the current situation must have caused him to be sent to the hospital in time.

"Senior, you don't want to say that as long as it's not a direct death, it won't be counted as a killing, right?" Kenichi asked near.

And the horse shook his head: "No." I'll tell you the truth......"

Before Kazuma could speak, a large figure fell from the sky, and when it landed, it made Kazuma feel like the mountain was shaking.

At this time, Kazuma's eyes had completely adapted to the darkness, and he recognized at a glance that this guy who fell from the sky was Li Zhenghe.

As soon as Li Zhenghe landed, he began to applaud: "Amazing, amazing!" In such a short period of time, such a riot has been organized, and your efficiency is much better than that of the CIA or something. ”

"Thanks to your constant reminder that even if you are slow for even a second, innocent people can die." He Ma said coldly, and at the same time returned the polished knife into the sheath - he has become more and more accustomed to pursuing a sense of ritual, and at this time, returning the knife into the sheath first is an integral part of the sense of ritual.

He Ma carried Hu Che, who had already entered the sheath, glared at Li Zhenghe and said coldly:

"We haven't decided the outcome of this afternoon's game yet."

Kazuma said as he slowly pulled out the knife that had just been sheathed.

With every inch that was pulled out, the arc that looked like a crescent moon grew an inch.

"It's just happening now, come on, you and I are the only ones who can get out of this stadium alive."

Li Zhenghe laughed, and then pulled out two Rebeta pistols from the holsters on his trouser belt.

He said, "Just what I want!" ”