Facing the muzzle of Jun Imamura's gun, Fan Yize was not afraid.

With a weird smile on his face, even if Imamura Jun had any ideas, he didn't hesitate to pull the trigger in such a situation.

In Imamura's hands is a Japanese special issue of high-ranking military officers of the second type of pistol, this kind of pistol has not been officially equipped in the Japanese military, but Imamura Jun likes this style of weapon, so when he came to Rabaul, he specially carried one.

With a capacity of eight bullets, Imamura quickly pulled the trigger on Fan Yize, and fired eight shots in a row without interruption.

A pistol with an effective range of fifty meters is almost lethal when the distance between the two is less than three meters.

However, when the village saw Fan Yize in front of him, he was intact, and on the wall behind Fan Yize, when there were eight bullet holes, his pupils shrank instantly.

No matter how good Imamura's heart is, he can't accept this scene in front of him.

Fan Yize didn't say a word, stepped forward, and in the daze of Imamura, he grabbed the two-type shoka pistol in his hand, and then pulled out a pistol magazine full of bullets from the magazine on Imamura's waist, loaded the pistol, and put the pistol in Imamura's hand.

"Are you a human or a ghost?" Imamura's cold hair stood up, he had never seen such a terrible scene, even if Japan announced its defeat today, it was not as terrifying and terrible as the scene in front of him.

Putting the loaded pistol in Jun Imamura's hand, to Fan Yize's disappointment, this famous Confucian general didn't even have the courage to grab the gun at this moment.

"Once, a bullet 100 meters away from me made me suffer a lot, and from that moment I knew that I was far from strong enough, and I have been trying to train myself for the past few years."

"The human body's response is controlled by the brain's nerves, but the time between the brain receiving the information and the time when the body is controlling the response is too long."

"In the past few years, I have been silently exercising myself, allowing my body to react, no longer accepting my own brain control, whether it is dodging or attacking, everything depends on every cell and muscle in my body to make the most correct response."

"The training was successful, at least there will never be a similar incident again, your marksmanship is okay, but unfortunately, the moment you pull the trigger, my body has already reacted."

Fan Yize has never been a person who talks much, but this time, in the face of Jun Imamura, who seems to have seen a ghost, he changed his previous habits.

Because his heart was full of excitement at the moment, he was very satisfied with the natural reaction of his body after pulling the trigger in Imamura Jun.

"Losing to an inhuman being, the empire is not wronged."

After listening carefully to Fan Yize's every word, Imamura Jun let go of everything, and when he thought of the mysterious aura carried by the Red Alert Empire, Imamura Jun even felt that the scene that had just happened in front of him did not seem to be nothing.

Instead of being curious about the scene in front of you, you should be curious about how such a huge military organization of the Red Alert Empire came about?

"I can order my men to surrender." Imamura took a deep breath and said.

"Do you think I need you to give such an order?" The corners of Fan Yize's mouth curled, and he asked Imamura.

"You can reduce some of your men's casualties." Imamura said.

"It's a good proposal, but do you think your surrender order is useful?" Fan Yize asked with some amusement.

"It is not possible to make every soldier lay down his arms, but at least half of them will accept it." Imamura Jun also knows very well what the Japanese soldiers are thinking, so let him give a battle order, and those subordinates will not hesitate to carry it out, but if it is a surrender, I am afraid it will be completely different.

"The general offensive has begun, and it doesn't matter whether all the Japanese troops in this part of the South Pacific surrender or not." Fan Yize said lightly.

Outside the Governor's Palace, when Fan Yize's words just fell, there was an explosion like a landslide, and the window glass of the office was shattered in an instant, and there were violent explosions everywhere outside.

In the clear sky, dense groups of bombers appeared, dense bombs fell, and everywhere there were fierce explosions and roaring.

It seemed that there was no one who could move Imamura Jun now, he just looked at Fan Yize in front of him with some surprise, and asked, "Your subordinates, aren't you worried that they will blow you up?" ”

"They don't know my whereabouts at all, and it's impossible for such a bomb to kill me."

As soon as Fan Yize's voice fell, one hand quickly lifted Imamura Jun, a body weighing more than 100 pounds, as light as a feather in Fan Yize's hands, and rushed out of the Governor's Palace.

There was already a mess outside, and Fan Yize, who was carrying Imamura Jun, was at an astonishing speed, and he left the Governor's Mansion in a few breaths.

When Imamura reacted, two bombshells fell on the Governor's Palace, which instantly turned into a ruin.

The oscillation of the explosion also made Jun Imamura's head blank and he fainted.

When the village regained consciousness, he found himself on the top of a crater behind the port of Rabaul.

The port in the distance had already turned into a sea of fire, and the sound of dense fighting sounded in Rabaul.

Many tanks and armored vehicles of the Red Alert Empire rushed into the blazing battlefield to massacre the Japanese soldiers in Rabaulne.

"Why save me?" Imamura Jun looked at Fan Yize beside him and said with some anger.

On the battlefield below, the garrison of more than 60,000 troops in Rabaul may have already suffered heavy casualties, and the base of Rabaul is finished.

"You still have a little value, it was supposed to be a commando team responsible for capturing you alive, but I took over this task, you should be glad a little, I was too lazy to do anything to you." Fan Yize said lightly.

"Don't be delusional, I don't know anything, and I won't say anything." Imamura was well aware of his worth, and he would have preferred to die if he could, but he found that he couldn't move at all.

Fan Yize ignored Imamura Jun and beckoned in the direction of the woods, and a team of six people walked out of the woods, saluted Fan Yize, and left the place with Imamura Jun.

Fan Yize's eyes continued to focus on the battlefield below, and the thoughts in his mind had already drifted into the distance.

The battle here in the South Pacific is coming to an end, and the battle will soon fall on the Philippines and Dutch East British India.

Before going to the Philippines and the Dutch East Indies, the first mission given by the base in this time and space can be completed.