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Just now in the truck, the bonfire where Asaka Miya Kituhiko was located was just in the blind spot of the field of vision, so I didn't see it.
So when he got off the truck, Zhong Yi saw the largest bonfire, and also saw Chaoxiang Gong Jiuyan sitting on the side of the bonfire. Chaoxiang Gong Jiuyan seemed to be in a good mood and was talking to the Japanese officer beside him. He was smiling and seemed to have recovered from the bad mood of the past few days.
In this situation, even though Zhong Yi has always been bold, he couldn't help but feel his heart pounding.
Taking a deep breath, Zhong Yi tried his best to suppress his nervousness, then took out a southern-style pistol from his waist, hid it in a cardboard box containing sake, then hugged the box and strode towards the bonfire.
As soon as Zhong Yi stepped out of the shadow of the truck, the officer sitting next to Asaka Palace Jiuyan noticed him.
" However, because the distance was still relatively far, the light was dim, and Zhong Yi's figure was more trustworthy than the figure of the Japs who had gone to get the sake, so the Japs officers did not immediately notice anything unusual.
The Japanese officer just waved and said unhappily: "Abe-kun, I asked you to move a box of wine, why did it take so long? Oh, did you hide in the carriage and secretly drink a bottle first? "
Hearing this, the dozen or so Japs sitting around the campfire burst into laughter.
Zhong Yi did not dare to answer, because as soon as he spoke, the Japanese opposite would realize that he was not Abe!
At the moment, Zhong Yi could only speed up his pace, and at the same time put his right hand into the carton of wine and grasped the handle of the pistol.
At this time, Zhong Yi's figure had also come out of the shadows. The Japanese officer sitting next to Asaka Palace Jiuyan immediately realized something was wrong, and immediately stood up and shouted: "Abe-kun, stop!"
Of course it was impossible for Zhong Yi to stop. Instead of stopping, he accelerated his pace.
"Baga, stop right now!" The Japanese officer reacted immediately, yelling and reaching for the holster at his waist to try to pull out the gun, but it was too late.
Zhong Yi has already taken out the Southern-style pistol first!
Raising the gun, Zhong Yi pulled the trigger without any hesitation!
However, the Japanese officer reacted quickly. When he realized that he had no time to draw his gun, he stood up and stood in front of Asaka Palace Kituhiko.
"Bah, bah, bah!" Zhong Yi fired four shots in a row, all of which hit the Japanese officer's chest. The Japanese officer grunted, and his short and stocky figure fell back against Jiuyan of Chaoxiang Palace.
Asaka Gong Jiuyan instinctively supported the Japanese officer's body, and he was completely stunned.
As a prince, Asakagong Jiuyan has never been on the battlefield. How could he have seen such a battle?
The dozen or so Japs sitting around the bonfire were also a little confused. Their minds were still a little confused. Why did Mr. Abe, a good man, shoot and assassinate His Highness the Prince?
The Japanese are confused, but Zhong Yi will not be confused.
After firing four shots to kill the Japanese officer, Zhong Yi aimed his gun at Asaka Gong Jiuyan's head and pulled the trigger.
Regrettably, with just a click, the pistol in Zhong Yi's hand was jammed. The Southern-style pistol is truly the legendary king of jams. It really did not disappoint at the critical moment.
"Wori!" Zhong Yi wailed, turned around and ran away.
Zhong Yi knew very well that if he couldn't kill him with one blow, he would never get a second chance, so he had better run for his life now!
At this time, the other dozen or so Japs sitting around the campfire finally came to their senses.
"Baga, assassin!"
"It's a Chinese spy!"
"Protect His Highness the Prince!"
¡°Kill the assassin quickly!¡±
The dozen or so Japs who reacted immediately divided into two groups. Six or seven Japs swarmed in front of Asaka Palace Kituhiko and used their short and stocky bodies to build a human wall. The other six or seven Japs raised their 38-type rifles one after another. , aiming at Zhong Yi.
Zhong Yi cursed, and immediately slipped and fell to the ground. Almost at the same time as Zhong Yi fell to the ground, a burst of flat gunfire rang out, but the six or seven Japs had already pulled the trigger of the rifle, and six or seven gunshots were fired. The dazzling stream of bullets almost grazed Zhong Yi's scalp and knocked his hat off.
"Wori!" Zhong Yi cursed again, and then rolled again after falling to the ground.
Almost at the same time, another row of bullets came one after another, creating streaks of smoke and dust on the ground where Zhong Yi had just dodged. There was only a slight difference, and Zhong Yi was almost beaten into a sieve.
However, at this time, more little devils in the periphery were also alerted.
Then, hundreds ofThe gangsters came from all directions with rifles in hand.
"Fuck!" Zhong Yi hid behind the wheel of the truck and couldn't help cursing, "Knife, Lao Zhu, what are you dawdling with?"
Zhong Yi is also impatient. If he doesn't bring the armored vehicle over to pick me up, I'll have to leave the hundred or so kilograms here!
As soon as Zhong Yi finished speaking, the two 7.7mm caliber front-mounted heavy machine guns on the Vickers armored vehicle parked next to the truck suddenly fired violently at the same time.
The dense rain of bullets violently poured towards the bonfire in an instant.
Under the violent rain of bullets, the Japanese around the campfire fell one after another.
The Japanese who stood in front of Asaka Palace Jiuyan were no exception. They were shot one after another and fell into a pool of blood.
Within a few seconds, the six or seven Japanese who were standing in front of Asaka Palace Jiuyan fell to the ground.
However, the two heavy machine guns on the Vickers armored vehicle did not cease fire and continued to fire violently at the bonfire.
Therefore, Zhong Yi clearly saw that Asaka Gong Jiuyan's weak body was like a dead leaf in the wind, being pulled and pushed away by heavy machine gun bullets.
??Then, the bullet rain extended upward from Asaka Palace Kituhiko's chest and extended to his face.
Then, Zhong Yi clearly saw that half of Asaka Gong Jiuyan¡¯s head was smashed!
Although the lethality of Little Japan's 7.7mm caliber heavy machine gun cannot be compared with the 20mm caliber twin-mounted anti-aircraft machine gun of the 367th Regiment's anti-aircraft machine gun battalion, it is better than the 7.7mm caliber heavy machine gun in that it has more intensive firepower and can crush people's heads under continuous fire. .
Not only was Asaka Palace Hatohiko's entire chest beaten into a sieve of blood, but half of his head was also broken into pieces. Even if their Amaterasu Omikami performed a miracle, it would be absolutely impossible to save him!
The violent firepower lasted for more than ten seconds and finally stopped.
Then the door of the armored vehicle suddenly opened, Zhao Hanxing stuck his head out of the door and shouted: "Commander, get in the car!"
Zhong Yi quickly got into the armored vehicle, and Zhao Hanxing quickly closed the door. Almost as soon as the door was closed, dense bullets were poured over, making the armored door jingle.
"Looking for death!" Zhao Hanxing laughed ferociously and held the handle of the front-mounted heavy machine gun again.
The next moment, gunshots like exploding beans rang out again. Along with the gunshots like exploding beans, two dazzling tongues of flame spurted out from the muzzle of the gun in an instant, and the Japanese who came in front fell one by one. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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