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Chapter 9 You're gone again
Midday.

In Northwest Shanxi in 1942, there was no chaos at this time.

Five traitors, two RB soldiers, plus Wang Jianqiang and Jiang Yan himself.

A group of nine people drove aimlessly on this road full of primitive flavor.

No one knows where to go.

The traitors didn't see Taijun asking, thinking that Taijun had his own plan.

Taijun himself, on the other hand, has been looking for opportunities.

Although he is Fujiwara Takumi now, Jiang Yan himself has never killed anyone.

So even though there were many opportunities to make a move on the road, he still couldn't do it.

It's not soft-hearted, it's tense.

Wang Jianqiang also had a nervous expression at this time.

One is that the two guns in his crotch hurt the ground, and the other is that he can't figure out what this Jiang Yan wants to do, so he has to be on guard at all times.

In fact, according to his skill, he could kill everyone by himself.

But the problem is, the two RBs watched, and in this case, it was too late to draw their guns.

But just when he was caught between two guns again, the invisible Jiang Yan finally moved.

Clap clap clap clap. . . .

Gritting his teeth, Jiang Yan suddenly raised his gun with both hands, aiming at the back of the head of the two RB soldiers.

flushed.

It seemed that he mustered up a lot of courage, but also seemed to be afraid of dying.

that scene.

Liao Fan with fireworks during the day must have seen it.

It's just more than that.

At the same time, Wang Jianqiang also received a signal.

Pull out the crotch with both hands.

Then he turned sideways and slapped coolly.

One shot one.

The whole process takes only three seconds.

Seven people lie down and two people stand.

Get it!

However, even if the matter has been resolved.

Jiang Yan's two hands were still pressing the trigger.

And the whole person was almost crazy, when Wang Jianqiang walked over, suddenly, he gave Wang Jianqiang another click like a dazed man.

Wang Qiangjian gave him a strange look, you still press it when you run out of bullets, what a rookie.

He can see Jiang Yan's state much more.

This is the case with recruits who kill for the first time.

So he didn't care about it for the time being, and instead fired a few shots at the corpses.

After confirming that all seven people were dead, Jiang Yan was photographed back to his soul.

Snapped!
"Wake up!"

Wang Jianqiang slapped Jiang Yan on the back and shouted loudly.

"Hiss~~~ha~~~"

Jiang Yan came back to his soul in an instant, took a sharp breath, and saw the brains on the ground again, threw away the two pistols in his hand, and yelled into the open space,

"Fuck! F*ck!"

So exciting.

So scary.

I tm killed!

All of a sudden, all kinds of emotions flooded into his head.

Jiang Yan couldn't calm down at all.

Originally, he thought that he would definitely become a master of human body drawing, so he hesitated all the time.

As a result, he finally made up his mind to do it, and the relevant memories of the original owner Fujiwara Takumi instantly added to his body.

Two shots hit the back of the head.

However, the body is in place, and after being stimulated by the blood and the broken pieces of flesh, the mind is seriously down.

How could Jiang Yan know that these two shots would explode such a big brain trick.

His mind is full of the games he has played, but when he saw the real version, he gave up.

Not only that, but he was also afraid that the dead would retaliate violently.

After all, there is only a trace of blood left in the game, so it can still function normally, right?

then. . .This created the situation.

Looking at the two shattered heads on the ground.

The corners of Wang Jianqiang's mouth twitched.

He really didn't know how to describe Jiang Yan.

Let's say he is a veteran, but he was so frightened that it was worse than when he killed someone for the first time.

Say he is a novice, but he can fire two guns in salvo, and the gun hits the vital point, and even has the momentum of execution.

What a contradiction!

Is it pretentious?

But this outfit is too similar, right?
Subconsciously, Wang Jianqiang tended to admit that Jiang Yan was the first murderer.

After all, there are natural gunners, not natural killers.

Jiang Yan's stress response, he can't be mistaken.

But as a well-tested fighter, he won't be complacent.

So he waited for Jiang Yan to calm down a little, and cut him unconscious with a single hand knife.

Then, three times, five times and two times, all the bits and pieces on Jiang Yan's body were removed.

Huh?
These pants are not the devil's crotch pants, but they look a bit American.

The fabric is really nice.

The sign is a wolf, what does that mean?
Forget it, search and see first.

Hey, the capital is not small!
cough cough. . .

Wang Jianqiang suppressed these doubts in his heart.

After confirming that there was nothing suspicious on Jiang Yan's body, he carried him away quickly.

. . . .

"08:24:27"

"08:24:26"

"..."

When Jiang Yan woke up.

There are still more than eight hours in the countdown.

At this time, he found himself tied up in a house similar to a woodshed.

The whole person was fixed on a wooden post with thick hemp ropes in circles, unable to move.

Jiang Yan shook his head, feeling a dull pain in his neck.

"Damn it, it's too dark to attack!"

After scolding Wang Jianqiang, after getting used to the discomfort in the neck, he calmed down and listened to the movement outside.

At this time, according to the time calculation, it was about one o'clock in the morning.

But there were still many chaotic footsteps and human voices outside the woodshed.

After listening with my ears up for a long time, I really couldn't understand the strong Northwestern Shanxi dialect. I could only vaguely hear the words "stop the bleeding", "be careful", "slow down" and so on.

But that's enough.

Jiang Yan judged that if he was right, he was in the old den of Balu.

And the groans outside were presumably made by the wounded after the prisoner camp was destroyed.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

This result was exactly what he expected.

Because according to the original plot development, he will die if he goes out, and he will die if he stays in the camp.

That's why such a game was formed.

After killing the traitor, he was ready for a showdown with Wang Jianqiang.

Do as he pleases.

Better to take him captive.

The Eighth Route Army did not kill prisoners.

So it is absolutely safe to wait until the end of time.

No matter how bad it is, if Wang Jianqiang doesn't care about him, then he will run away by himself.

Go out into the wild and find a place to nest until the time is up.

Anyway, if you have a gun, you are not afraid of wild animals.

County towns and fellow villagers are absolutely afraid to go.

Everyone knows that it is a place with a high incidence of accidents.

So now it looks like things are going well.

So Jiang Yan took out the kitchen knife from the space and cut the hemp rope bit by bit.

I was busy for half an hour.

This cut the rope.

Then he moved his body carefully, took out the bread brought by the real world, and filled his stomach with mineral water.

Then lie comfortably on the thatch pile, ready to spend until the end of time.

. . . .

When I woke up the next day, there were still more than three hours left.

It was about 6 o'clock at this time.

There are already soldiers practicing outside.

Jiang Yan pondered, it is estimated that someone will come for interrogation in a while.

So I began to sort out what I needed to say in my mind.

He even considered whether to disclose some secrets.

As a result, I waited until the time was almost over and no one came in.

Seeing that the countdown was about to end in a few minutes, Jiang Yan stood up and slowly cleaned off the stains on his body with mineral water. He had a hunch that he would be back soon.

"It's okay, it's safe and sound, it's better than anything else."

"It's a pity that I didn't experience being shot..."

"Hey, let's improvise when the time comes."

Although I haven't experienced it, at least I have seen people who have been shot. . .Although it doesn't quite fit.

But wait until the moment when the time returns to zero.

Da da da!
Boom~ Boom!
The dizzying return did not come as expected, but there was a firefight outside.

"Fuck, what's going on!"

"Why is the old nest taken away!"

Jiang Yan couldn't care about anything, and hurriedly opened the door to run away, but the door was locked, so he had to find a corner to hide.

This house is not solid.

He didn't want to be crushed to death.

I can't die, I can do whatever I want.

After a loud bang.

The firewood house collapsed.

Jiang Yan's head was buzzing, but fortunately he was already in the corner, so he escaped from the top of the beam.

But if you dodge one disaster, there will be another disaster.

At this time, the house had collapsed, which meant that Jiang Yan was exposed.

call out!
A bullet flew past his scalp.

Jiang Yan was so frightened that he hurried to find cover.

What the hell is going on with this Nima!
How come there is no one out there.

It feels like it was made just for me. . .

"Wait a minute!"

A light flashed in his mind.

Jiang Yan finally figured out something.

however.

puff!
suddenly.

In an instant, his chest felt as if he had been hit with a small hammer.

Jiang Yan was taken flying out and fell heavily to the ground.

At this time, he didn't realize that he was shot, he thought it was hit by gravel.

So he hurriedly wanted to get up and continue to dodge the bullet.

But as soon as he put his hands on the ground, he found that most of his body seemed to be out of order.

He looked down.

A fist-sized hole hangs bloody from the heart.

In an instant, he understood everything.

He turned his head slowly, feeling the rapidly fading strength, tremblingly looking at the non-existent sniper in the distance.

A mouthful of blood spewed out from the broken trachea, and spit out the last breath:
"Swoosh...Dis...in..."

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"Drip~ You're gone again."

　Some details have been modified in the first few chapters, but it does not affect the food. In addition, Yanzu will support the counting of votes.

　　
　
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