Chapter 61: Changes 8

But it was said that Zhao Xiaojie went to the second floor, and the corridors on the second floor were full of Japanese men with various firearms, and even a twin anti-aircraft machine gun was moved to the bunker at the entrance of the corridor, and there were people on the balcony of each room with guns to confront the US troops downstairs, and a few people carried an unknown model of mortar and shells on the balcony in the middle of the corridor. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Everyone lowered their heads and was busy with their own work, but no one paid attention to Zhao Xiaojie, thinking that he was also Japanese, so Zhao Xiaojie searched every room unimpeded, and now that he was not found, it was better to keep a low profile, which was conducive to rescuing Claire.

There were about a dozen rooms on the second floor, and when Zhao Xiaojie was halfway through the search, a strong Japanese grabbed Zhao Xiaojie's shoulder and pointed at the mortar at the entrance of the building and shouted: "You! Go over and make a move.,It's going to be a fight soon.,You're still turning.,Turn your mlgb, you! Hurry up! ”

Zhao Xiaojie was scolded for no reason, but in order not to reveal his identity, he still bowed slightly and said, "Hey! ”

"Hurry up! Stupid! The Japanese scolded and left, in fact, Zhao Xiaojie really wanted to give this pen a shot.

Walked to the door of a room with a closed door Zhao Xiaojie stopped, it seems that the door of this room is closed in the entire room on the second floor, could it be that Claire is inside?

Zhao Xiaojie thought of this, so he wanted to push open the door and walk in, but the door was locked, he quietly took out a silenced pistol and broke the lock, and the people around him were busy shouting, and the chaotic environment covered Zhao Xiaojie's actions well.

The scene in the room made Zhao Xiaojie stay, and several Japanese used a table as an operating table, one of which was the Miyamoto Lang that Zhao Xiaojie had seen.

Miyamoto urged a few people with scalpels: "Hurry up! Hurry up! Fill all the explosives in, in the Chinese camp, Long Xiaotian is forbidden to foreigners, I met this foreign woman there, obviously she may be some important person 1, put remote control explosives into her body and throw it at the Chinese camp, I believe that this body will be carried in front of Long Xiaotian, when the time comes, we will detonate! No matter how powerful he is, he can't escape the explosion of 10 kilograms**! Long Xiaotian is too smart, we can't do it openly, only the one who comes to the dark, so he can't guard against it! ”

One of them asked: "We are now surrounded by American troops, how can we send the body out?" ”

Miyamoto said: "I have a way!" You don't have to worry about this, speed points! ”

Zhao Xiaojie's eyes were filled with a blood mist, the muscles in his whole body were as hard as rocks, he had never been so angry as he was now.

It was Claire on the operating table, lying naked on it, her body was dissected, and those people were stuffing explosives into it little by little, probably stuffing the explosives and sewing up the body, and then sending them to the Chinese camp as they said to detonate the explosives with a remote control and blow up Long Xiaotian. But they miscalculated one thing, Claire was not an important person to Long Xiaotian, but Long Xiaotian valued Zhao Xiaojie and let Claire enter the camp.

Looking at Claire's eyes that were staring and full of despair, she must have been in pain before she died......

Zhao Xiaojie stood there and let out a heavy wheezing sound, now he was like a beast! A furious beast that wants to tear everything apart!

Hearing Zhao Xiaojie's gasp, Gong Benlang turned around and looked.

"You! …… It's you! "Miyamoto Lang and Zhao Xiaojie have met once, so they naturally remember him.

"Someone! There is a Chinese to break into the ......" The second half of Gong Benlang's words were blocked by Zhao Xiaojie's hand, and he never had a chance to say it.

Zhao Xiaojie stabbed the opponent's chin diagonally with a fighting saber, until the tip of the knife poked out from the top of his head, and Miyamoto died without snorting.

The remaining few people who were filling the corpse with explosives rushed towards Zhao Xiaojie with scalpels in hand.

"Da Da Da!"

The M16 has 30 rounds in a magazine, and these are broken into a sieve.

Gently touching Claire's eyes, Zhao Xiaojie said to himself: "I shouldn't take you, if you don't follow me, maybe you won't die, don't worry, I will avenge you!" ”

"Someone's barging in!"

"Hurry, hurry, hurry!"

After hearing the movement of this house outside the corridor, several Japanese people immediately ran over with weapons, and as soon as they arrived at the door, they bumped into Zhao Xiaojie, Zhao Xiaojie's muzzle.

After a short burst of gunfire, Zhao Xiaojie threw away the M16 in his hand, picked up two AK47s from the ground, and saw an RPG falling next to a corpse, Zhao Xiaojie showed a cruel smile.

He held an AK in his left hand, and carried another AK behind him with his right hand, then picked up the RPG and walked to the window, looking at the US military vehicles below, Zhao Xiaojie silently said in his heart: I'm sorry.

Shout!!

rpg！！

Rumble!

The military vehicle turned into a ball of fire, which shook several American soldiers next to it.

The U.S. troops below saw a rocket come out, which meant that the other side had started a war.

"Fire! Fire! ”

"Kill them!"

"The first group is ready to throw tear gas! The second group is ready for the blast shield attack! ”

For a time, the automatic rifles, anti-aircraft machine guns, M60s, offensive grenades, and bazookas of the US troops downstairs all greeted the Japanese. The Japanese really want to cry without tears, which of the hell is this who doesn't want to shoot the gun? The confrontation with the Americans was intended to increase the bargaining chips so that all the Japanese survivors would be better treated when they laid down their arms. To put it bluntly, the Japanese did not intend to fight with the US military from the beginning, they were just making a show, and Zhao Xiaojie's move completely shattered the hope of negotiations between the Japanese and the US military.

The leader of the Japanese survivors on the first floor scolded: "That stupid shot? Which stupid shooter? ”

"Yes...... A Chinese upstairs lurked in, and it was he who fired the gun......"

"Eight Tooth Road! Eight grid tooth road! Bring me his head right now! ”

"Hey!"

Fierce gunshots rang out from the second floor, bullets flew in the corridors, bullet holes were rifted on the walls on both sides except for blood, and dozens of people were lying on the ground, not dead still screaming in pain.

Dozens of Japanese pressed Zhao Xiaojie to death, but they didn't dare to attack rashly, and the companions lying on the ground were examples.

The other party's bullets hit the clods of soil on the wall, and Zhao Xiaojie, who was hiding in the corner of the wall, had no chance to show his head at all, and after trying a few times, he couldn't help but give up the idea of forcibly rushing out, and now he didn't even have a grenade in his hand except for a broken AK.

His target is the balcony on the opposite side of the corridor, there is a balcony in the middle of the corridor of the general building, this is no exception, from the balcony you can directly hit the US troops below, so there is a mortar and a machine gun there, it is the H2HB Browning 12.77mm rapid-fire type Jiaguan gun, those who have seen the first drop of blood played by Stallone 4 know that the power of 12.77mm is on par with the anti-materiel sniper Barrett, and the power is naturally needless to say, this thing specializes in hitting vehicles.

That's what Zhao Xiaojie thinks! However, the other side also wanted to get this machine gun, and the people on both sides were suppressing each other, snatching the balcony position from each other.

Seeing the corpse of a Japanese at his feet, Zhao Xiaojie grabbed it and threw it out, and out of a natural reaction, dozens of automatic rifles and hundreds of bullets poured into the corpse at the same time, and was instantly broken into pieces of meat.

At the same time, Zhao Xiaojie threw himself on the ground, and because the floor was full of blood, Zhao Xiaojie slid directly to the opposite side on the ground.

One rolled up and immediately came to the Browning heavy machine gun, Zhao Xiaojie happily prepared to use the machine gun to teach these grandchildren a lesson, but he found that the bullets on the gun were not loaded.

"Daddy!" Zhao Xiaojie scolded in his heart, hurriedly opened the ammunition box, took out the bullet chain and buckled it into the machine gun, and after this series of actions was completed, the Japanese also rushed over.

"Die!!"

"Boom T

The heavy machine, with a theoretical rate of fire of 2,500 rounds per minute, let out a dull roar.

Zhao Xiaojie saw with his own eyes that those 12.7 mm hit those Japanese and dismembered them, it was really broken everywhere, and for a while, his arms and thighs were thrown all over the ground, some of his heads were directly knocked away, and some were broken from the waist, and his intestines and internal organs were splashed all over the ground. In less than ten seconds, more than a dozen mutilated bodies lay in the corridor, and the Japanese hid behind the wall in an attempt to wait for Zhao Xiaojie's bullet chain to finish.

His hands did not leave the trigger, the roar of the gunfire did not stop, Zhao Xiaojie's arms were numb from the strong recoil, and his body trembled like a sheep's madness......

Seeing them hiding behind the wall, Zhao Xiaojie pointed the muzzle of the gun directly at the wall, and the Japanese hiding behind the wall knew that they were wrong, the 12.7mm bullet still hit them after penetrating the two walls, the difference is that this bullet will change the trajectory of the single body after penetrating the obstacle, and they are horizontal, vertical, whirling, and tumbling after they get out of the obstacle!

In the face of such firearms, a veteran on the battlefield would rather lie on the ground than hide behind an obstacle?

This kind of bullet, in the absence of obstacles, the human body will be beaten into corpses, and in the case of children, it may be broken into pieces.

The more than a dozen people hiding behind the wall screamed before they were smashed by bullets, tearing human musculoskeletal tissue apart in 0.01 seconds.

Zhao Xiaojie didn't let go until all the bullet chains were gone, the barrel was burned red, his hand was shocked and couldn't stop trembling, he breathed in a big gulp, but all the air was blood mist. Looking at the mess of broken arms and legs, green intestines and red internal organs soaked in blood, even Zhao Xiaojie, who had beaten the mountains of corpses and the sea of blood, couldn't help but vomit.

After wiping the filth from the corners of his mouth, Zhao Xiaojie staggered to his feet, the corridor was already full of corpses, he stepped on the corpses and walked forward, in the pile of corpses, there was a Japanese whose legs were broken, he was lucky, but at the same time sad, fortunately he did not die, sad that he met Zhao Xiaojie.

It is estimated that the pain of the broken leg has numbed him, he didn't scream, just stretched out his hand to Zhao Xiaojie tremblingly, as if he wanted to pray for him to save himself.

Zhao Xiaojie squatted down and watched him wriggle in the pile of corpses like a worm, and an indescribable sadness welled up in his heart.

"Why kill each other when they're all humans?" Zhao Xiaojie took the man's hand, and a smile appeared on his face.

Seeing Zhao Xiaojie's smile, he surged with hope to live, thinking that Zhao Xiaojie would save him.

"Your leg is broken, no one will waste medicine for an ordinary survivor, you should understand the cruelty of the end times." Zhao Xiaojie said coldly.

Hope in the eyes of the Japanese turned to despair.

Zhao Xiaojie slowly stabbed the fighting saber into his chest, his mouth began to spray blood, and the expression on his face was despair, pain, relief, and relief......

Zhao Xiaojie, who slowly inserted the saber into the opponent's chest, admired the ever-changing expression on the other party's face, and the slight painful moaning of the other party seemed to be the most beautiful music.

A minute later, the Japanese man's pupils dilated, and he completely lost signs of life.

Putting his blood-stained fingers in his mouth and sucking, Zhao Xiaojie picked up the AK47 and walked to the first floor......