The falling Death Star was a pure cardboard shell, light and fluttering, but Kazuma didn't expect the Death Star to kill people, he just wanted to block the enemy's view.

He wanted to retreat, but then the young boy would die, and wouldn't he be in vain?

It's better not to come down in the first place and watch from the sidelines.

Therefore, Kazuma did not intend to retreat at all, and was obscured from view, which was the best time to attack.

He Ma grabbed the rifle of the enemy who searched him, used the rifle as a wooden knife, and put the opponent to the ground in three or two strokes.

Then he grabbed the gun and pulled the trigger in front of him.

Kazuma knows where ordinary people are lying roughly, and they don't worry about accidental injury when they shoot.

He didn't expect this blind fight to hit someone, his purpose was just to make the other party lie down.

After emptying the magazine, Kazuma once again held the gun in his hand as a stick and rushed to the booth next to him.

This cardboard shell is very obstructive, it is better to bypass the booth, after all, the booth has a roof.

As soon as he entered the platform, he saw an enemy on the other side rushing in—

Kazuma directly smashed the gun in his hand.

This gun also has nearly three kilograms, and it is very powerful to throw it and smash people.

The other party reflexively wanted to raise the gun, but he was smashed unexpectedly.

Kazuma took advantage of this gap to shorten the distance to the extent that the advantage of the firearm could not be used.

Because there was no knife in his hand, Kazuma could only use karate to deal with it, and Kazuma's first punch smashed on the opposite cheekbone, and then a hand knife cut into the throat, almost missing the opposite Adam's apple to dent.

After two heavy blows in a row, the other party was not even faint, and it was obvious that the ability to resist the blow was much stronger than the few people who had just been put down by Hema and disguised as a house.

The opposite side pulled out a dagger and stabbed at Kazuma, but was flashed by Kazuma's bewitching waist, and then grabbed his wrist.

Kazuma slammed the other's wrist on the booth set next to him, knocked the knife out of his hand, and then beckoned to the opposite head with his head.

This time it bumped into the horse's head, and the next moment he felt that the whole person was fluttering.

The other side is more confused than Kazuma, after all, he has been hit continuously, and it is good that he has not fainted now.

Kazuma grabbed the shoulder of the item and thrust his head into the display case of the booth, and the glass of the display case shattered, and the part above his shoulder went into the display case, and then he finally fainted.

He ran away with Massa's legs, he didn't take a detour to fight this kind of miscellaneous fish, he wanted to take a detour to kill the opposite leader.

Capture the thief and capture the king first!

He Ma rushed to the exit on the other side of the booth, and as soon as he stepped out, he saw that the leader had already raised his gun and aimed it at this side.

He braked sharply, rolled backwards, and did it in one go.

The sound of strafing followed.

He lay on the ground with his head in his hands, and used his hands to block the broken glass that fell like raindrops.

If it weren't for the ability to roll back, this would have been explained just now.

Realizing that he had been in a confrontation with death again, he was covered in cold sweat, his breathing was rapid because of the large amount of adrenaline secreted, and his heart was beating like a drum.

He Ma and the others stopped opposite, grabbed a broken dummy and threw it out, and sure enough, the opposite side opened fire again when he saw the dummy.

Prefer to pretend to reload? I was almost cheated by your subordinates just now, how could I be fooled again.

The strafing stopped again, and the horse decided to take a gamble, after all, the other party had also swept for several seconds, and the M16 they were holding did not look like they were using an extended magazine, at most 30 rounds.

This should be done splashing.

He got up with the horse and rushed out.

The other party had just unloaded the magazine, and when he saw that the horse had come out, he-

Smash the gun with the magazine at the horse, and at the same time pull out the Glock automatic pistol on his waist.

This thing looks like a pistol, but it's actually the effect of a submachine gun.

Kazuma recognizes it because it's the default weapon for terrorists in CS.

So he rolled back on.

**

Li Zhenghe pulled the trigger and shot the bullet in the pistol - this gun is good for everything, but the rate of fire is too fast and too easy to run out of bullets.

He threw Glock away, pulled two more M1911s from his coat, and pointed both guns at the stage where the guy was hiding.

His men suppressed the enemy's accomplices hiding in the ceiling with regular bursts of fire not far behind him.

Li Zhenghe saw his subordinates cut through the cardboard shell with a machete and the death star came out, so he ordered loudly: "Go!" Take him from another loaf of bread, and do not approach the battle! This guy is also in a hurry, he doesn't have a spear! ”

Originally, Lee Jung-hok thought that he was calculated by the CIA's super spies, but now it seems that the other party may just be at the SF conference venue by mistake.

Maybe you're a sci-fi fan, so you're here to attend the event.

The subordinates obeyed the order and slashed to the waist, set up their guns and aimed at the booth that Li Zhenghe was aiming at now, just forming a crossfire with Li Zhenghe.

No matter how good a spy is, he will be beaten into a hornet's nest in the face of crossfire.

"Surrender!" Li Zhenghe shouted, "The moment you come out of the shadows, you have no chance of winning!" If you can survive this time, you can reflect on why you came out of the shadows! With your skills, if you had been in the shadows, you could have killed us on our backs! ”

**

Kazuma hid in the booth, his hand was cut several times by broken glass, and although it was not fatal, the pain in his heart made him feel terrible.

In his previous life, he would definitely agree with the other party's words.

Hema in the previous life, the most annoying thing to see the kind of plot where in order to save one or two people or even a dog, he didn't think about the plot that more people would die after he hung up.

In his previous life, Kazuma would not hesitate to sacrifice a few to save the majority - at least he himself felt that he would not hesitate.

He will choose a plan that sacrifices the minority and saves the majority.

Now it seems that the thing people don't know the most is really themselves.

When Kazuma was thinking this, he suddenly saw a man in the booth fall to the ground.

It's a girl, and there is a lot of blood under her body, and it looks like she can't be helped.

She stared blankly at the ceiling of the booth.

Kazuma raised his head, and then he realized that this booth was actually a DreamWorks booth, and the ceiling of the booth was made to look like the top of an Egyptian tomb, and a beam of light shone through the "hole" in the ceiling, as if it was from the light of heaven.

Kazuma retracted his gaze and stared at the side face of the dead girl, she looked pretty good, there should be many suitors.

Saying that the death of this kind of girl is "something that cannot be helped" and "a necessary sacrifice", this kind of thing, Kiryu and Marco can't do.

Those who make sober calculations and give up the few to save the majority can be called a wise man, they can be called a strategist, but they cannot be called a hero.

Only those who do their best to save everyone are called heroes.

I, Kiryu and Ma, are not wise men, not strategists, and not super spies.

I'm a hero.

Now, because of the hero's actions, Kazuma has fallen into an unusually passive situation.

Through the reflection of the broken glass nearby, Kazuma probably knew that he was being framed by crossfire.

He could still hear regular firing sounds, presumably suppressing Nanjo - which reassured Kazuma that he at least knew that Nanjo was fine.

And that's not even the worst part.

Just had a close look with the boss on the opposite side of the horse, and clearly saw the entry above the other party's head, that guy has a level 22 taekwondo, if he has a sword in his hand, he can also try a dozen.

Now I don't have a sword, and I can't do it even if I can get close to each other by relying on my street fighting and karate skills with horses.

It doesn't look like there's a turnaround.

But Kazuma didn't want to give up just like that.

Although the situation is very desperate, maybe, maybe the other party can create a heads-up opportunity?

The other party obviously had the advantage, but did not attack, and chose to start mouth artillery, which means that the opposite side does not know the details of their side.

And this enemy feels like a guy who will go head-to-head with his opponent.

Combined with the opponent's 22-level taekwondo level, as well as the entry that he just didn't have time to read clearly, the possibility that the other party is a martial artist is quite high.

There's value in taking a gamble.

With the idea of giving it a try, he spoke to the horse.

"I wonder if you've ever heard a poem?" He asked aloud.

"I've listened to more poems," the other party's reply came back immediately, and his neutral voice was very loud in the quiet exhibition hall, "Maybe you don't believe it, but I'm actually an artist." ”

"Well, then you've probably heard this poem."

Kazuma looked at the young girl lying in a pool of blood again, and brewed feelings for a moment.

"Said Herethius, the keeper of the gates......"

After he finished reading the first sentence, the boss of the other party spoke: "Thomas Macaulay's "Heretius on the Bridge" is a product of the capitalist heroic view of history. ”

The other party's response gave Kazuma some confidence, maybe this can really work.

Kazuma glanced at the unknown girl lying in a pool of blood, and continued:

"Everything in the world will eventually die.

"In this case, it is the supreme honor to protect the ashes of the ancestors and the temples of the gods, and to die against a strong enemy."

He Ma paused, and suddenly thought of the young man who had just been kidnapped, and I don't know if he was hiding now

Or was the child lying on the remains of his dead father weeping?

I don't know if the child's mother was also taken hostage.

Kazuma read the next sentence affectionately: "In order to protect the mother who doted on me back then, and to protect the wife who nurses young children now......"

Kazuma looked at the girl lying in a pool of blood again.

"To protect the pure maidens who will light the eternal fire!

"Protect the people from the destruction of the shameless wicked Sextus,

"What a glorious death like this!

"Your Excellency, please order the bridge to be torn down! A thousand enemy troops on the bridge, let's fight with three people!

"Come on, which two warriors want to stand side by side with me to defend the bridge?"

After that, he stood up and appeared at the exit of the booth.

The enemy with the side guns opened fire.

The other party was obviously paralyzed by the situation that both sides began to mouth cannons, and he didn't expect that Kazuma would suddenly come out, and the aiming position was slightly off, and the bullet just grazed Kazuma's shoulder.

But the opponent should correct his aim immediately, and the horse will undoubtedly be beaten into the dice.

"Stop!" The leader of the enemy shouted, preventing his men from continuing to shoot at Kazuma.

He looked directly at Kazuma and threw away the two M1911s in his hand.

"Paint us as the shameless villain Sextus, and then you die generously as a hero. Hmph, it's a beautiful thought. ”

He said as he took off his coat and threw it on the ground.

Judging by the sound of his coat falling to the ground, his coat was full of weapons.

Underneath his coat was a plaid shirt with an armed chest hanger, and under the short sleeves of the plaid shirt showed strong muscles that matched his taekwondo level.

"As you come from the psychological warfare department of the CIA, one of our tasks is to promote our ideas, and it is not okay for you to play like this." The other side began to say things that Kazuma didn't understand.

As he spoke, he untied his arm's chest and what was hanging on it, and threw it to the ground as well.

After taking off the pile of "weights", he pulled his horse and took a kickboxing pose.

"Come on, let me see if your martial arts skills are as professional as your psychological warfare skills."

At this time, Kazuma also saw the entry above the other party's head clearly.

In addition to Taekwondo level 22 and code name 5971, there is a separate entry above the opponent's head.

Pied Piper

Just looking at the entry is a bit unclear, it reminds people of the guy who abducted the child with a flute in a Western call.

Originally, he and Ma also wanted to see the description of the entry, maybe they could understand something, but this time, this entry, there is not even the usual explanation of the unclear meaning.

It's the same as Shigeru's entry.

At this time, a permanent entry of unknown meaning is seen above the enemy's head, which makes Kazuma feel very bad.

"What? Don't put on a stance? You can defeat so many of my companions, and your hand-to-hand combat skills shouldn't be bad. Or are you actually shot, and now you're just holding on? ”

"No, I wasn't shot." And the horse shook his head.

"Hmph. Just now you stood in front of the strafing eyes without blinking, it was indeed quite fierce, in order to express my respect for your courage, I promise you, I will not torture your female companion later, and cleanly kill and send it to accompany you. ”

These people have really seen that Nanjo is a woman, after all, she is a professional, and she still has this eyesight.

and Manu raised their eyebrows, their own decisions, and now even Nanjo's life is in danger.

But strangely, he does not regret it.

He was sure that if he went back in time and chose him again, he would still come out of the shadows for the sake of the child he didn't know.

Why, exactly?

Is it because you have seen the growth and transformation of Amao?

And the horse can't understand.

All he knew was that it wasn't bad, it wasn't bad.

A hero is to do his best to save everyone he wants to save.

The world needs people who are smart and ruthless and can make the right trade-offs, and they are indispensable and important players in human society.

But it seems, that's not his Kiryu and Ma's role.

Kazuma looked at the "Pied Piper" who still didn't know his real name and surname, and said, "I specialize in kendo, can you give me a sword?" ”

The "Piper" laughed: "You went to the battlefield by yourself and did not prepare weapons, this is your mistake, now bear the consequences of this mistake." Hopefully, heaven will have regret medicine. ”

"You have a point." Kazuma looked around as he spoke, reaching for the steel pipe that had been brought down from the roof and hung on the ground when the "Death Star fell".

Seeing that the horse moved, the two guys who had been staring at the horse with their guns immediately became nervous, but the piper waved his hand: "Let him pick it up!" ”

And the horse picked up the steel pipe and waved it a few times.

To be honest, it feels a bit weird, and the steel pipe has no handguards, so some moves that need to be used to block and dismantle handguards can't be used.

But it's better than fighting people with the karate you've just practiced.

Kazuma takes a mid-kendo pose and takes a deep breath.

"Natural rational flow, normal generation

Kiryu and horses

See also! ”

The Piper was stunned for a moment, then laughed: "And horses? Kiryu and horses? Is it you? Did you deliberately chase from Tokyo to Osaka? No, no, it's unlikely. So, you're really just a coincidence here? ”

"Does it matter?" And the horse asked rhetorically.

"No, it doesn't matter. You killed seven of my old subordinates in Tokyo, and I'm not really obsessed with revenge or anything, but when the opportunity arises, I'm willing to do something that can make me brag about it in front of my old subordinates' graves. ”

The piper reassigned, and although the movements were the same as before, the momentum exuded was not of an order of magnitude at all.

He roared angrily at a volume that was not lost to the door he had just reported to his family:

"The ninth section of the Tang hand in the north

Li Zhenghe

Lots of advice! ”