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At this time, in front of him, Mukaihara's neck had been pierced by an extremely sharp dagger.
The dagger directly pierced Mukaihara's throat completely, and also pierced his carotid artery. As for Mukaihara, who was still talking to him just now, his mouth was full of blood, and he opened his mouth wide to ask for help.
Because his throat was completely pierced, he now didn¡¯t even have the strength to raise his hands. All that could be heard was an unexplained whine coming from the cut throat.
Behind Mukaihara, there is a person hiding in the shadows. Nan Nan couldn't even see her face clearly.
Nan Nan was petrified. He opened his mouth and shouted. As long as he shouted, the people downstairs would rush up to save him.
But just when he opened his mouth and wanted to shout out. The dagger inserted into Mukaihara's neck had been pulled out by Song Yumo, and then it was thrown towards the south with lightning speed.
At such a distance, Song Yumo's hit rate with the flying knife is basically 100%. After the dagger flew out, it hit Nan Nan's throat very accurately, causing him to lose the ability to speak and move in an instant.
¡°Plop!¡±
There was a muffled sound, and Nan Nan fell directly on his back on the carpet in the room.
He covered his throat with both hands, as if trying to block the flow of blood and air. But it was of no avail, and soon, Nan Nan's body began to twitch violently.
At this time, both Nanfang and Mukaihara were still conscious. They have clearly felt the approach of death. In a few minutes, they will completely stop life activities and turn into corpses.
But now, they can only lie on the ground like this, twitching constantly, letting blood flow out of their bodies.
Song Yumo walked over slowly, her military boots falling next to Nan Nan's cheek.
The world in Nan Nan¡¯s eyes became increasingly blurry. He used his remaining consciousness to look at the person standing in front of him with his eyes wide open. The enemy who killed Mukaihara also killed himself.
And what caught his eye was a woman with a rather handsome face.
The woman was wearing a military uniform, and her eyes were indifferent and cold, with a faint murderous intent. The moment he looked at that woman, Nan Nan felt that his whole body was surrounded by cold air.
Song Yumo glanced at the Japanese officer who looked at him with wide eyes, then slowly bent down and pulled out the dagger from Nan Nan's throat.
She wiped the blood off the dagger on Nan Nan's still straight military uniform, then quietly opened the door and stuck her head out to observe the situation outside.
There was no one on the fourth floor. There were eighteen or nineteen Japanese officers and soldiers hiding in this nightclub, and they were basically all on the first and second floors.
Song Yumo held the dagger in his hand, then leaned against the wall and started walking down.
On the first floor, Japanese soldiers were observing the situation on the street outside through the gap in the window. Song Yumo even saw a crooked light machine gun pointed at the street.
In the hall on the first floor, there were still many corpses of Japanese soldiers. Those were the Japanese soldiers who had been killed in the crossfire just now.
Song Yumo quietly observed it and found that the number of enemies was not as large as he thought. But what troubled her was how she could ensure the safety of the hostages and get rid of the Japanese soldiers at the same time.
She doesn¡¯t know the answer to the question, and even others don¡¯t know the specific answer.
Song Yumo wanted to report the internal situation to Xia Yang, so that it would be more convenient for them to carry out operations during the attack.
But just as she reached out to touch her walkie-talkie, she suddenly thought that she had forgotten it on the rooftop when she came down because she thought the walkie-talkie was too troublesome.
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but hit her head, thinking that she was really a fool for being able to forget such a thing. No wonder Master doesn't like himself, but likes sister Dai Caixi.
"Forget it, do it yourself." Song Yumo thought and planned to start working alone.
The Desert Eagle¡¯s ammunition capacity is seven bullets. Song Yumo can basically guarantee that every enemy hit by the Desert Eagle¡¯s bullets will lose their combat capabilities in an instant.
But even so, the number of enemies she could kill in the first place was only seven at most.
"Never mind, let's give it a try." Song Yumo thought like this and started walking along the stairs to the third floor.
At this time, outside the nightclub, Xia Yang, Hu San and the others were urgently formulating a rescue plan. And this time, they needed to rescue not only the hostages trapped inside, but also Song Yumo.
"We'd better find a way to get over from the rooftop. I just sent someone to check, and there is a blind spot over there that the Japanese army can't see. If we climb to the rooftop from there, we will definitely not be discovered by the Japanese army." Hu San told Xia Yang said.
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The two were discussing here when gunshots suddenly came from inside the nightclub.
¡°Bang bang bang!!!¡±
At the beginning, there were only seven gunshots, and then there were intensive gunshots.
And Xia Yang heard very clearly that the first seven shots were all the sounds of the Desert Eagle. This shows that Song Yumo is already at war with the enemy.
"Start taking action immediately! Sniper team, do everything possible to support Instructor Song." Xia Yang shouted, then directly picked up a fully automatic rifle, followed the soldiers of the guard camp, and rushed against the corner towards the nightclub where the Japanese troops were entrenched. past.
At this time, inside the nightclub, there were four corpses on the third floor, and two people were holding their thighs that had been pierced by large-caliber bullets, wailing in pain.
The Desert Eagle bullet has a large caliber, and one shot can make a big hole in a person's body, which can even cause more damage to a person than a rifle. (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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