Yimingmin was very nervous at this time. There was chaos in the radio. It was all the screams of comrades in arms ignited by incendiary bombs.


    Yi Mingmin has experienced rigorous training and is one of the best in ten thousand. He has had several actual combat experiences, but this is the first time he has seen him.


    Compared with this time, the previous "actual combat" was pediatrics.


    The enemy suddenly emerged from nowhere, and he had no idea what the enemy''s body was. If the mobile team of the Japanese police killed in, yimingmin would not be so confused as he is now.


    Now he looked like a hidden enemy, and the darkness around him seemed to hide thousands of troops.


    Yimingmin had a voice shouting in his heart: "shoot it, whatever it is, shoot it when you see something suspicious!"


    Just then, the radio began to play music.


    Yi Mingmin looked up at the nearest speaker suspiciously - why play music? What''s captain Li thinking?


    **


    A few minutes ago.


    Gao Jianshan, a junior in the Department of Applied Physics at Kyoto University, took two younger brothers from the radio Department of the same university and a junior from the Physics Department of Osaka University who supported him, cut off the control of the broadcasting system, and then pulled the line to the temporary broadcasting station with telephone landline, tape recorder and equipment requisitioned from the light tone department.


    "The circuit is connected." Osaka University students are responsible for making circuits. While talking, they gave a thumbs up to Gao Jianshan Huang.


    Gao Jianshan Huang picked up the receiver, which has been changed into a microphone: "I''m muska Dazuo. We''re fighting to save everyone. Those who can join us..."


    "Wait a minute, what the hell is muska Dazuo?" The from Osaka University interrupted Gao Jianshan.


    "My pseudonym." Gao Jianshan said.


    "What''s the matter? And I haven''t heard of making this declaration. Doesn''t it mean playing music to disturb the enemy?"


    "My declaration is also a part of disturbing the enemy."


    "Come on, let''s play the music. It''s a pot of porridge. Who listens to your declaration?"


    "Yes, but I''m halfway through the declaration. Do you have to let me finish? Otherwise, everyone will feel that we are unreliable... "


    "Don''t worry," said the one at Osaka University with a proud smile, "as soon as you took the receiver to speak, I cut the radio for you. There may be several areas that cut slowly and heard your first two or three words. It doesn''t matter.


    "Listen, don''t do superfluous things. Follow Lord Tongsheng''s plan and carry it out well!"


    Osaka University students directly gave and Maga a a cow''s honorific title. However, none of the people present felt that there was anything wrong with the honorific title.


    Gao Jianshan shook his lips, reluctantly put down the receiver, pressed the button and began to play music - inspired by the previous song Horatio on the bridge by Tongsheng and horseback, he chose a very Roman music.


    "You will return like lightning" is written by the Greeks to remember Constantine Xi, and horaius is also a hero of Rome and a hero of the Roman Republic.


    When it comes to Rome, of course, if it is a republic, it is only a poor imitation of Rome''s glory.


    **


    Yi Mingmin was distracted by the suddenly played music. He realized that he had a very big flaw and might be caught.


    The moment he realized this, he immediately broke out in a cold sweat. The veterans said that wandering on the battlefield would lose his life.


    Yimingmin hurriedly took back his attention and began to work hard——


    So he saw the darkness coming towards him.


    He was stunned for a moment before he realized that it was the man killed in the dark.


    The man was holding a bright Japanese knife, which made yimingmin feel confused. If the other party held a gun, he might react.


    Why do you still take a Japanese knife in this era? At this critical moment, yimingmin''s brain only has this idea.


    But his body, which had undergone a lot of training, still made the right response, turning the muzzle and holding the trigger.


    The gun didn''t go off.


    Mainly because yimingmin has lost his finger to hold the trigger.


    Normally, after cutting off Yi Mingmin''s finger, the knife will get stuck on the gun, but the person who started the knife is extremely skilled and has a good grasp of the distance. The blade just cuts off Yi Mingmin''s finger. When the tip cuts through the plastic shell of M16, only a shallow scratch is left.


    Yimingmin didn''t realize that he couldn''t pull the trigger. At this time, his brain finally realized that it was time to shoot and issued the command to pull the trigger.


    The light of the knife flashed again. This time, it was yimingmin''s wrist that was disconnected.


    Seeing the blood of the hand artery gushing out from the section, yimingmin''s brain finally kept up with the rhythm of his body, so he began to scream.


    At this time, yimingmin''s partner guarding the other direction knew that there was an accident on yimingmin''s side. He turned and shot directly, but it hurt him because another attacker was waiting for him to turn around.


    The other attacker''s Sabre technique was obviously not as exquisite as the first one, but the open and close Sabre technique was powerful, and the sabre light flashed through one arm and disappeared.


    The M16 out of control was pushed up by the recoil force and fired upward.


    At this time, Yi Mingmin took a knife in his chest. The blade pierced his pectoralis major muscle and pierced his lung through the gap between his two ribs.


    Blood poured up his windpipe, and the salty smell of death filled his mouth.


    Yimingmin realized that he was dying. He tried his best to shout out the clearest idea in his brain at the moment: "Mom..."


    **


    Tongsheng and Ma pulled out Huche and shouted to the fallen enemy, "hold on first, and I''ll find someone to treat you right away."


    Ma Jian was surprised: "is this man dead? Are you still looking for someone to cure it? "


    "No, I avoided the key."


    "Your sister, you cut off your hands. It''s just bleeding."


    "No, he''s not dead yet. Just now he called his mother. I heard him very clearly." While talking with the horse, he rushed to the next group of enemies.


    For broadcasting and various reasons, another group of enemies did not realize that their companions had been touched off.


    If they find something wrong now, turn the muzzle and fire here, at this distance, they can only avoid the edge with Ma Hejian.


    Now they bow their bodies and run towards the enemy with a knife in one hand.


    And I don''t know why, they subconsciously imitated the running posture of the swordsmen in the halberd film.


    This position doesn''t necessarily run faster, but it''s really cool.


    The enemy still noticed and Ma when he had the last few steps left.


    He ma heard the enemy shout something in Korean.


    When he saw the enemy turning his gun, he resolutely decided to give up the assault and avoid its edge——


    However, at this time, on the roof of the booth on the left of the enemy, a man suddenly stood up with the coke bottle in his hand and shouted, "eat my incendiary bomb!"


    Without saying a word, the two Koreans turned their guns and swept the roof.


    However, the man shouted that he had retracted into the only iron part of the roof and hid behind it. The bullets tore at the hard paper shell and the plastic roof and jingled a series of sparks on the iron plate.


    The next moment, he gave up dodging and chose to rush straight and the horse rushed to the range where the knife could attack.


    He wielded a knife with one hand and cut from bottom to top. The tip of the knife just swept the wrist of enemy armour.


    ——Mom, this tiger is a little shorter than the authentic one. The distance is really hard to master!


    Jianhao sometimes likes to use a knife all the time. He doesn''t just love that one, but he is used to the length and weight of that one.


    In history, many swordsmen used their own love knives to become ordinary people directly with other knives.


    He and the horse use unfamiliar knives. As a result, they often cut until the end. This time, the enemy only hurt his left hand. When he turned around and held a gun with one hand, he had to give him some color, so he and the horse can only make up another knife.


    The enemy''s gun finally fell to the ground. He himself made a voice that could not tell whether it was a scream or a war roar. He bumped into HEMA, as if he wanted to pull back a city from HEMA with his teeth.


    And the horse kicked the enemy to the ground.


    "Next!" He ma turned to Ma Jian and shouted, "just waste your fighting power, come on! Before the enemy reacts, cut down the eight people assigned to us! "


    Nearly Ma Jian nodded, so they rushed to the next "sentry post" again.


    Passing by the booth where the one who had just attracted attention, he and Ma looked up and asked, "are you okay?"


    The man on the roof stretched out a hand and shook the coke bottle in his hand.


    He ma thought he had just thrown out the coke bottle as a incendiary bomb. Unexpectedly, people were reluctant to give up the coke left in the bottle.


    This guy, it''s a little interesting.


    Looking back, it''s all over. Maybe I can get to know you.


    **


    Among the hostages, Ma Bozhi and several colleagues in the Convention and Exhibition Center were locked up in the office. In the same office, there were many new faces that China and Ma Bozhi did not recognize.


    He estimated that all the unlucky people who didn''t have time to run in the exhibition hall today were here.


    An hour and a half ago, several girls in the uniforms of the convenience store of the Convention and Exhibition Center came and sent a wave of bread and water to Zhongma Bozhi and others.


    Originally, Zhongma Bozhi had expected that there would be a note in the bread and water with a message calling for a series of resistance - but he searched through the bread and water and didn''t see it.


    Sure enough, that kind of movie plot can''t happen in reality.


    As soon as China and Malaysia Bozhi thought so, the riot began.


    At the beginning of the explosion, Zhongma Bozhi thought that the kidnappers were doing something to threaten the government.


    Then the situation became chaotic. There were explosions, screams and gunshots outside the office, which made a retired old man in the next department sigh that he seemed to have returned to the front line of Guadao.


    Zhongma Bozhi wanted to ask what happened, so he knocked on the door of the office.


    The bandit guarding outside the office said impatiently, "West bar, what''s the matter with you? Can''t you stay quiet? "


    "Well, we want to ask what happened. It sounds very chaotic." Zhongma Bozhi tried his best to maintain politeness and decency.


    However, what he waited for was not a reply from the outside, but the sound of gunfire.


    With a "West bar", the gun rang out. One of the Chinese Mabo thought he had been killed by the gangster through the door, and then found that he didn''t seem to be the target of the gangster.


    M16 outside the corridor swept about seven or eight bullets, and the sound of gunfire was replaced by scream.


    Then came the sound of a blunt instrument.


    After two very heavy "puffs", the corridor was quiet.


    "Is that the staff of the Convention and Exhibition Center?"


    A very young voice came from the outside.


    Zhongma Bo was ecstatic. He didn''t know what had happened. It seemed that someone had knocked down the guard at the door.


    He was about to respond outside, and the radio started for no reason.


    "I am..."


    From the loudspeaker of the radio came a voice that Zhongma Bozhi had never heard.


    After saying "I am", the broadcast stopped abruptly.


    Zhongma Bozhi wondered, "what the hell? What is the situation now? "


    The next moment, the broadcast was "rebroadcast" again, but this time no one spoke and played the music directly.


    Zhongma Bozhi has never heard this song, but some of his colleagues heard it: "is this your return like lightning? Why did you play this song? "


    "Maybe I think it sounds powerful?" Another guessed.


    Zhongma Bozhi just wanted to participate in the discussion of his colleagues, and the person outside the door repeated the question again.


    Then another voice urged the questioner: "maybe the enemy noticed that we used the workers in the convenience store to spy on the military situation and temporarily changed the detention position. Why don''t we withdraw? "


    Zhongma Bozhi finally remembered what was important now.


    "Someone''s inside! Someone is inside! " Zhongma Bozhi shouted again and again, "don''t withdraw, help us out!"


    There were several voices shouting outside at the same time: "someone, someone! Dig them out quickly! "


    Then the man who had just asked Zhongma Bozhi opened his mouth and said, "please step back. We have to open this door for fear of hurting you by mistake."


    After hearing this, the colleagues of Zhongma Bozhi ran back and shouted, "they''re going to blow up the door. Get back quickly!"


    Before Ma Bozhi began to run, a fire axe broke through the door of the office and forced a hole out of the door.


    To tell the truth, this scene is a little penetrating, and Zhongma Bozhi doesn''t know why he feels this way.


    A few seconds later, the seemingly indestructible door of the office was smashed in half, leaving only the whole lock of the robbers hanging on the door intact.


    Soon the door of the office was only left intact.


    The person dressed up as a college student stepped on me and entered the room with the melody of returning like lightning: "ladies and gentlemen, we are evacuating the masses through the safe passage. Please follow me. But convenient girls say you have wounded here. Who is it? "


    Nunuzui, the hospital bed formed by the tables together, said, "that''s it on the table."


    The college students turned around and winked, so two college students came in with folding stretchers - in places like the Convention and Exhibition Center, they deal with tourists'' heatstroke from time to time, folding stretchers and other first-aid equipment, which should be prepared.


    The college students carried the injured away quickly.


    Zhongma Bozhi followed the stretcher of the wounded and directly went out of the big office where he had been detained for more than four hours. As soon as he went out, he was almost smoked back by the burning smell of meat.


    He looked intently and saw that something on the ground that looked like a human was burning. The strong nausea almost made him vomit on the spot.


    At this time, the college student holding the M16 asked loudly, "this is the captured weapon. Is there a former self-defense officer here?"


    Zhongma Bozhi raised his hand and said, "I am."


    The college student threw the gun to Zhong Ma Bozhi: "then you can use it. Lord Tongsheng said, "we untrained people who use guns indiscriminately not only can''t hit people, but also put our own people in danger."


    Zhongma Bozhi nodded: "this adult Tongsheng is right."


    As he said, he took the M16 handed over by college students and checked it skillfully.


    At this time, he heard his colleague mutter: "Tongsheng... Is Tongsheng a horse?"


    "Who?"


    "It''s the one in the newspaper, the super hot one some time ago."


    "Oh, oh, I remember. I said it was the descendant of modern ninja?"


    Suddenly, the college student who had just been shouting "Lord Tongsheng" roared and interrupted the gossip of friends of Zhongma Bozhi: "is it time to chat now? The enemy is powerful. Lord Tongsheng is trying his best to attract the enemy''s attention and create an opportunity for you to escape! Don''t be arrogant! Move fast, get out! "


    **At the same time, Tong Sheng and Ma cut down the last enemy assigned to him and completed their "share". While wiping the knife, he turned his head to look at Jin Ma Jianyi, but suddenly found that Jin Ma Jianyi''s expression was a little complicated. After thinking about it with Ma, he thought that it could only be that reason, so he opened his mouth and said, "I won''t adapt to killing for the first time. Even if you know it''s self-defense and know the villain you killed, you can''t avoid this. " Ma Jian turned his head and looked at he Ma: "is this your personal experience?"“ No, "and the horse shook his head," you may not believe it. I haven''t killed anyone yet. Although all the enemies so far have died, none of them was killed by me. " Nearly Ma Jian looked at the fainted enemy under his eyes and feet. The enemy is obviously on the verge of massive bleeding and shock, and he ma has not taken any rescue measures. Considering that this situation must lead to his untimely medical treatment, the enemy is afraid of more or less bad luck“ Elder, you don''t want to say that as long as you don''t die directly, you won''t kill it? " Jin Ma Jianyi asked. And the horse shook his head: "No. Let me tell you the truth... "Before he and Ma had time to talk, a big figure fell from the sky. When he landed, he and Ma had a feeling of shaking. At this time, he Ma''s eyes had fully adapted to the darkness. He recognized at a glance that the guy falling from the sky was Li Zhenghe. As soon as Li Zhenghe landed, he began to applaud: "great, great! Such a riot was organized in such a short time. Your efficiency is much better than that of the CIA. "“ Thanks to your existence, I keep reminding me that even if it is a second slow, innocent people may die. " He said coldly to Ma, and at the same time, he put the polished knife back into the sheath - he has become more and more used to pursuing the sense of ritual. Returning the knife into the sheath first at this time is a part of the sense of ritual. Ma and Hu Che, who had been sheathed, stared at Li Zhenghe and said coldly, "we haven''t decided the victory or defeat this afternoon." While talking with the horse, he slowly pulled out the knife that had just been sheathed. Every inch pulled out, the arc like a new moon grows an inch“ Just now, come on, you and I have only one person who can get out of this stadium alive. " Li Zhenghe laughed and took out two rebetta pistols from the holster of his belt. He said, "it suits me!"