"ah?"

The Japanese had already touched the butt stock of the Type 38 rifle hanging on the wall, but at this moment, one hand grabbed the Japanese quilt on the earthen kang and pulled it in the opposite direction.

The Japanese's body slid backwards as the quilt was pulled.

He exclaimed, but could not stop his backward figure at all. He could only watch as he was getting farther and farther away from his weapons to save his life.

Even his center of gravity was not stable, and when the Dragon Boat Festival stopped, his head was sent to the Dragon Boat Festival's arms.

The Dragon Boat Festival's right hand quickly strangled the Japanese's neck. The Japanese struggled with both hands to break the Dragon Boat Festival's right hand apart.

But unfortunately, Dragon Boat Festival had locked his neck, and the Japanese could not shake Dragon Boat Festival's arm with all their strength.

The Dragon Boat Festival had no expression on his face, and he watched the Japanese keep kicking their legs due to suffocation, and finally stopped moving weakly.

"call!"

Dragon Boat Festival breathed a long sigh because he finally did it. He fought against twelve Japanese in a room without making any major noise, which was a very test of a person's combat skills and adaptability.

So even the Dragon Boat Festival feels physically and mentally exhausted at this time.

He stood in the middle of the dormitory, looked around, and confirmed that there were no alive Japanese again. Then he took back his black blade and wiped the Japanese corpse, and then made his next plan.

This plan is very simple, which is to destroy the Japanese military police office building.

Dragon Boat Festival walked straight over because there were no Japanese guarding the door of the office building.

Moreover, he was wearing Japanese clothes, and even if Japanese saw him, he would think he was his own.

At least they would not shoot until they were confirmed.

What's more, there was no one on the first floor of the Japanese office building.

All rooms were searched for Dragon Boat Festival, and there was no Japanese. There was no sound on the second floor, which gave people the feeling that there was no one in the entire office building.

But I don’t believe it, the Japanese don’t even have a single person to answer the phone.

He sorted out his clothes, although some splattered bloody ideas were stained on them.

But it is actually normal for him to wear Japanese clothes. After all, Japanese people often kill people and it is normal for them to be stained with some blood.

So Dragon Boat Festival pretended to be nothing, and walked upstairs.

The result was very disappointing for Dragon Boat Festival. There was not even a guard on the second floor, and there was no sound in every room.

The Dragon Boat Festival has no choice but to search for one room at a time.

Finally, two Japanese were found in the Japanese communication room.

The radio station was still on. Perhaps they had sent and received telegrams before, but the two Japanese fell asleep on the table.

The Dragon Boat Festival killed one by one, and the two Japanese slept like dead pigs were killed. Then he left the Japanese communication room and continued to search. After a while, the Dragon Boat Festival discovered the third Japanese again.

This Japanese man was a captain and officer. He looked like he should be the captain of the military police. After he sent everyone out, he was sleeping on the sofa of the military police.

After all, there is nothing to command. Now the command power is in the hands of Kitahara Hiroshi, so he just needs to obey the orders.

Dragon Boat Festival wanted to call the other party up and say hello, but I thought about it and just let it go. I took down a Japanese samurai sword from the Japanese sword holder, and then when the Japanese master was sleeping, he stabbed the Japanese in the chest with a knife and nailed the Japanese to the sofa.

The Japanese woke up in pain, but it was too late. He screamed like a pig, as if he wanted to sit up from the sofa.

But unfortunately, his body was nailed to the sofa by the sword and he could not move at all.

Moreover, the reinforcements he was looking forward to did not come, and could only die in pain with tears in his eyes.

Yes, the Japanese Grandpa cried, perhaps because of his impending death. Or maybe he missed his mother when he was dying.

But I don’t know whether it was intentional or unintentional for Dragon Boat Festival, but this knife was a torment for the Japanese.

He felt that he was going to die, but he couldn't die at all.

In the end, his psychological defense completely collapsed, and he begged Dragon Boat Festival to let him go.

Dragon Boat Festival glanced at him and asked back, "Why did you come to China? Didn't you think about death when you came? Stupid Japanese!"

After saying that, Dragon Boat Festival no longer cared about the Japanese officer on the sofa, but picked up the phone on the table.

He glanced at the phone book on the table, then pulled the gun from his waist, and turned his back to the Japanese officer on the sofa and shot three times.

Because the Japanese officer did not wait to die honestly, but wanted to pull out his gun and hit the Dragon Boat Festival.

The Dragon Boat Festival saw the Japanese gun still on his body in the morning, but he wanted to give the Japanese hope and then extinguish it with his own hands.

The Japanese officer really died this time, and he died with tears in his eyes.

I thought to myself: Since you have seen it a long time ago, why do you still give me a chance?

Dragon Boat Festival smiled, I'm afraid no one would have thought that an iron-blooded soldier would have a naughty side.

"Hey, help me pick up Kitahara Hiroshi."

Dragon Boat Festival shook the old-fashioned phone, and then asked the operator to connect the gendarmerie phone to Kitahara Hiroki's office.

Kitahara Hirotsuki was napping in his office at this time.

But he didn't dare to go back to bed because it was so weird tonight. He had to wait in front of the phone to listen to the news, whether it was good or bad news.

For example, Princess Fuya just called and said that the Qinglong Society had suffered heavy losses. The fire had burned half of the houses, and the military expenses he stored in the Qinglong Society were not gone. She was investigating whether the Qinglong Society's fire was deliberately destroyed by the enemy or was done by her own people.

After all, there are a large amount of cash stored in the Qinglong Society, and several confidants in the Qinglong Society know that.

So Princess Fuya couldn't come back to accompany Kitahara Hokkai. Kitahara Hokkai could only sit in the office and wait for the phone call bored, but ended up sleeping.

However, at this moment, the phone ringing suddenly rang, which scared Kitahara Hirohiro.

He looked at his watch and it was already past two o'clock at night.

He cursed inwardly, "It's already this time, why haven't you calmed down?"

Kitahara Hirotsuki originally planned to wait quietly for dawn, but it would definitely dawn in two hours, and then his enemies would have nowhere to hide.

I just don’t expect that there will be another call at this time. Can’t his enemies calm down for a while?

However, Kitahara Hiroyuki thought for a while and felt that maybe it was good news, but it was not certain. After all, it was also possible that his subordinates discovered that the enemy was sieging and killing the other party.
Chapter completed!