Chapter 7: Blasted, Wounded, Returned

It was a little late, the guards were full at the door, and at this time the entry and exit were subject to strict inspection, and it seemed that what they had done in the past few days had more or less affected the attention of the devils, because none of the low-ranking officers who had entered and exited were carrying any weapons. There are no weapons www.biquge.info in the pen "Fun" Pavilion, and even if the soldiers of the branch are mixed in, they can't make any splashes.

So Xia Yu can't get in like this, after thinking for a while, Xia Yu turned around and walked to a corner where no one noticed, and received the coat, command knife, and pistol all into the space, and went into battle lightly, anyway, everything was in the space.

"Your Excellency Lieutenant, please cooperate with the inspection." The guards saluted and said, Chief Matsui has already arrived in Jinling, and no one will be allowed to enter the compound in another five minutes.

"It's fine." Xia Yu cooperatively raised his hands and let the devil guards search him.

"Please."

Finally came in, found a corner with a good sight, Xia Yu began to stand up in a military posture, the devil's military posture is slightly different from that of the People's Liberation Army, after comparison, Xia Yu has been repaired.

Even if it has been six or seven years since he was discharged from the army, Xia Yu's foundation is still there, even if he is not an honor guard, there is no problem with an hour's military posture, he is here waiting for the arrival of war criminals.

He did everything he could, whether he succeeded or not depends on this time, if he can't complete the task, he will never be able to go back, although his father and mother are gone, but he is extremely nostalgic for the world he has lived in, and he wants to go back.

The weird APP told him that this was his opportunity, but opportunities and crises always coexisted, whether it was good or bad, and he couldn't judge it now, but it was a fact that his peaceful life was completely broken.

Just when Xia Yu was thinking, the sound of the military band blowing and beating was getting closer and closer, and the melody of the devil was known as soon as he heard it.

It's coming, it's finally here.

Everyone's attention was on the music, no one paid attention to the extra little officer in the corner, and the next flag-raising ceremony was what they were most concerned about.

At about 2 o'clock in the afternoon, Matsui Shigen and his entourage arrived at the square in front of the National Government on Guofu Road in the center of Jinling.

A figure that was not so tall fell off the horse, accompanied by Lieutenant General Prince Hatohiko of Asaka Palace and Lieutenant General Yanagawa Heisuke, commander of the Tenth Army, both of whom were senior officials, although Xia Yu didn't know what they looked like, but their military ranks would not lie.

The little old man at the head is undoubtedly Matsui Ishone, this distance is still too far, no, the southern fourteen can't hit it at all, and the sniper rifle that has to pull the bolt after a shot is even worse. Can't move, keep waiting. Xia Yu remembered that when he was a soldier, he participated in a large-scale exercise, and it was the only time, and their battalion undertook the task of rehearsing the bombing point display in the division.

This thing is mainly to set off the atmosphere of the battlefield, it has little to do with combat operations, and there are more ingredients in the acting, but it still uses real explosives, and the power is a little greater than in the movie.

Compared to this, Xia Yu has enough patience. There are many people who are more patient than wolves, and sappers are counted as one. Yu Guang looked at Matsui Ishine and estimated the distance between the two. Eventually, Matsui had to stand at the central flagpole, which was thirty-eight meters away from him.

Then everything is enough.

The compound is still entering, none of them are below the adjutant, and all the high-ranking generals of the devils in the entire East China battlefield are here, and I am afraid that the devils will not be able to organize any large-scale actions in a year or two.

In addition to relying on soldiers to fight a war, what is more important is the commander's reasonable and accurate command. Without command, no matter how elite the soldiers are, they are a rabble.

Then none of them want to leave today.

At 2:30 p.m., the "Entrance Ceremony" officially began, the national anthem of the devil began to play, and Matsui Ishine raised the huge Japanese chapter flag and walked towards the flagpole. The straight-line distance between him and Xia Yu is also constantly shortening, getting closer, still approaching.

"Da Da ......" The dull sound of gunfire rang out outside the compound. It's Instructor Li and them, they did it according to the agreed signal, then it's time for me to do it too.

Matsui Shigen, who was advancing, was stunned, and anger appeared on his face at a speed visible to the naked eye, this gang of rice buckets, what to do, such an important matter of the empire is not allowed to interfere at all, and it must be severely punished after this matter is over.

The officer in charge of security was even more terrified, how could there be an army at this level. Didn't they all give up their resistance?

It was only the officers who had come to the ceremony to begin to exchange heads, and the sound of rustling sounded in the compound, and there were already guards running out to inquire about the cause of the accident.

At this moment, a lieutenant walked towards Commander Matsui Ishine from the corner, and there was only firmness in his steps. It's nothing, but things are different when the lieutenant has a "Chicago typewriter" in his hand.

"Enemy attack, hurry up and protect the commander."

It's useless, now the distance between the two is only a short fifteen meters, and a few honored Dazuo who are not afraid of death are directly blocked on the road between Xia Yu and Matsui Shigen.

In this regard, Xia Yu seemed to have no such people in his eyes, and the muzzle of the gun directly spewed flames, whoever dared to block the way, then beat him into a sieve.

A magazine of twenty rounds is only a matter of seconds for a shorter Thomson submachine gun. All the adjutants who blocked were all dead, and without changing the magazine, they directly pulled out the southern fourteen, which was 100% devil domestically produced, and pulled the trigger in Matsui Ishone's incredulous eyes.

"Bang~~"

"Bang~~"

With a headshot, Matsui Ishone did not close his eyes until he died, and the Japanese chapter flag in his hand failed to raise the flagpole of the national government.

Great, the mission is finally accomplished. Xia Yu also sat on the ground, the second shot was not put by him, it was hit by a general who reacted, the 8mm bullet penetrated Xia Yu's right hand, and the muzzle of the gun hung down weakly.

"Don't kill him, stay and torture."

Did you decide my fate so easily? Hehe, it's still early! I'm the winner.

A smile appeared on Xia Yu's blood-splashed face, but no matter how you look at it, it was a deathly smile. "The host has completed all the tasks on this plane, and the countdown to return begins, three, two, ......"

Without waiting for the devil to come up, Xia Yu took out the military coat full of explosives in the space directly from the space, and pulled down the fuse in everyone's incredulous eyes.

Goodbye, this world.

Of course, Xia Yu couldn't see the sky-rushing fire, but Instructor Li and his party outside the street could see it clearly and feel it very clearly.

Goodbye, Brother Xia, the country and the people will definitely remember you.

The water ran across everyone's cheeks, and the man didn't flick his tears because he didn't reach the sad place.