Anti-Japanese sniper action

Chapter 528 Assassination in the Old Street [VIII]

Although Taro Asamiya fell to the ground, he was still holding the Colt that was almost exactly the same as Uncle Chen's.

This devil had been on the battlefield and killed people before. He knew the environment he was in, so he gritted his teeth, endured the pain, and shot desperately in the direction where he just shot.

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The crisp gunshots resounded through the ancient school grounds again.

However, in the darkness, he didn't know whether he had hit the enemy or not.

And he himself was too weak to shoot because of the pain.

Afterwards, when he was able to catch his breath, he saw that his companions lying on the ground in a mess around him could not move, and he immediately screamed.

"Baga! Baga!..."

After cursing a few words, Asamiya Taro couldn't swear, so he had to pant.Now, he deeply knows that his time is running out.

He kicked the ass of the traitor who was still struggling for death. The latter trembled and let out a howling sound like a ghost, but he was speechless.

The traitor regretted it now, thinking that if he had the chance to escape, he would definitely not work for these little devils again.Unfortunately, there is no medicine for regret in this world.

Taro Asamiya wanted to raise his gun to kill that guy, but Zhao Zilong who rushed over would not give him a chance.

With a bang, Asamiya Taro's right hand drooped like a dead branch.

When the black smoke cleared away, Uncle Chen also ran up to the two of them.

"Brother Zhao, you should go to the outside to be vigilant." Uncle Chen looked around vigilantly and urged.

"No, it's all settled." Zhao Zilong shook his head, he had already sensed the movement around him just now.

Uncle Chen frowned, and looked at Zhao Zilong with some suspicion, but when he saw the seriousness of the other party, he nodded slightly.

At this time, the last traitor could no longer move, and only Asamiya Taro was left alone.

When he saw Uncle Chen and Zhao Zilong approaching, his expression became calm.

Taro Asamiya took a few deep breaths with pain, and asked in half-baked Chinese: "You guys, which one of you is, Mr. Chen Gongshu, who is known as the Four King Kongs of the military command?"

Zhao Zilong was startled, then looked at Chen Gongbu.

A few days ago, he heard Niu Geqing talk about some things in the military command world, and he probably knew what it meant to be "two flowers and three swordsmen in one game, four king kong and nine killers".

The Four King Kongs refer to the four major armies of Chen Gongshu, Zhao Lijun, Wang Tianmu and Zhan Shen.

Now that he actually said it from the devil's mouth, he couldn't help being a little stunned.

"That's just a friend's praise of Chen, it's not true." Uncle Chen smiled at Zhao Zilong, then stared at Asamiya Taro.

Asamiya Taro looked at it seriously, and sighed: "We have assassinated you three times and four times, but all failed, and our reputation is indeed well-deserved."

"It's overrated." Uncle Chen twitched his mouth, pointed to Zhao Zilong, and said, "If I hadn't had Brother Zhao's help this time, I would have turned defeat into victory. It's hard to say."

Zhao Zilong was startled for a moment, and when he saw Asahara Taro staring at him, he snorted softly and turned his head away.

"Oh?" Taro Asamiya glanced at Zhao Zilong, and after a while he said annoyedly, "I never thought that the people in your country's military system are so skilled. I would have known the words of Zhang Laizhong from our audience."

"Where is he?" Chen Gongshu frowned and asked.

"killed."

When Taro Asamiya thought about the accidental killing of Zhang Laizhong just now, he felt a little remorseful, but he quickly recovered, and then asked: "You two, I admire your marksmanship and calmness very much. You must all belong to the leader of your country, Generalissimo Jiang. student?"

The corners of Uncle Chen's mouth curled up, noncommittal, but from his eyes, he also admired this Asamiya Taro's eyesight very much.He was indeed a student of Generalissimo Jiang, but what he studied was not artillery or infantry, but policing.

Zhao Zilong replied coldly: "I am not."

Taro Asamiya was a little stunned, but he didn't ask anything. In the end, he made a gesture with his left hand with difficulty, "Both, can you please give me the last bullet so that I can go to see my Amaterasu .”

"It's a good idea." Uncle Chen's complexion changed, and he said in a low voice: "You beasts, don't think that you want to be famous in history because you have done some bushido things. I will tell you today that the 5000 people behind me Thousands of Chinese compatriots will nail you all to the pillar of shame in history."

A smile emerged from the corner of Asamiya Taro's mouth: "...Your Excellency, everyone is their own master..."

"Nonsense." Uncle Chen cursed angrily, "I'm going to abolish you first, and then let you meet your eighth generation ancestors." As he spoke, he quickly took a sword-like waist knife from his waist.

With just a light touch, the lump of meat under Asamiya Taro's knee fell to the ground.

"Tell me, what will happen if you put this in your mouth?" Chen Gongshu picked up the bloody lump with a waist knife, stared at Asamiya Taro, and sneered.

Zhao Zilong looked at it and raised his eyebrows. He couldn't help but think that he saw that boy humiliating the devil in the alley before, and he felt a little relieved. Is this how the military commander treats the devil?
Asamiya Taro was already in pain, but now he heard it, he became crazy: "China pig, you don't care about the teachings of Bushido..."

"Grandma is a devil, go to your bloody Bushido."

Zhao Zilong couldn't help cursing: "You beasts who do all kinds of evil, each of you should hold your penis in your hands when you are dying!"

"Baga, Baga..."

Asamiya Taro was so angry that he cursed with all his strength, and then he bit his tongue and killed himself.

"It's cheaper, you devil." Uncle Chen originally wanted to interrogate him again, but he couldn't stop it because of his carelessness, so he could only say annoyedly.

Later, Zhao Zilong found a few drawings from Asamiya Taro, which were pictures of various military deployment locations in Xuzhou City.

"Grandma, you devil, if you send these maps back, the consequences will be unimaginable." Zhao Zilong immediately cursed.He couldn't help thinking that when he was defending Nanjing City, he also hunted down a few devils and found such a military map.

"Well. Fortunately, we found out in time." Uncle Chen also understands this truth.

Afterwards, the two cleaned up the scene, and when they walked out of the ancient school yard, they climbed out of a trap that was no longer a man.

He recognized Chen Gongshu at a glance: "My good man, I didn't confess to you two."

"Really?" Zhao Zilong said coldly, his thumb and index finger were tightly closed together, and he was doing the usual action again, "Well, I'll give you a good one now."

After finishing speaking, he was about to shoot when Fan Quan saw it, his face paled with fright.Originally, his face was bloodless, but now it turned into the face of a dead man.

He knelt down and begged for mercy like a dog, begging: "Good man, good man, spare your life, let me tell you a devil's secret..."

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