The bullet that shot out of the barrel at high speed carved out a bloody eye in Miyamoto Nogawa's forehead. The bullet head that flipped inside the skull cavity directly penetrated Miyamoto Nogawa's head, bringing out a large piece of bloody bone and flesh from the back of his head. *. Tang Cheng, who succeeded in the attack, immediately stepped forward, grabbed the collar of Miyamoto Nogawa's body with his left hand and pushed it forward into the private room, then pulled his left foot back, and the wooden partition door of the private room was closed.
Tang Cheng, who entered the private room, immediately showed his fangs and stretched out his right hand holding the shell gun from Miyamoto Nogawa's body. "Poof!" One of Miyamoto Nogawa's guards was hit in the head by a bullet, and the other one was hit by a bullet. The guard opened his mouth to shout, "Puff! Puff!" He was shot twice and fell backwards on the tatami. Tang Cheng fired accurately and quickly, blocking the screams into the enemy's throat. Tang Cheng appeared too suddenly, and the speed of shooting was not slow. From the moment Miyamoto Nogawa opened the door and was shot through the head by Tang Cheng, to the moment when he broke into the private room and fired continuously, the whole process was only a short time. Just a few breaths of time.
Before Tangcheng appeared, Miyamoto Nogawa, Kogoro and Aso had already drank no less than two bottles of sake. Kogoro and Aso, who had completely lost their vigilance, were both officers of the military police force, but they could not do it for the third time. It took him a moment to react. After shooting Miyamoto Nogawa's two guards in succession, Tang Cheng did not immediately turn his guns on Kogoro and Aso. Instead, he turned his guns and shot the two geishas in the private room first.
In Tangcheng's dictionary, there are only two phrases: Japanese and non-Japanese, and there is no distinction between male and female Japanese. In the Internet in later generations, there are often some so-called conscientious people who will complain on behalf of those "innocent" Japanese civilians, but what Tangcheng wants to know is, if it weren't for those so-called "innocent Japanese civilians" who scrimped on food and clothing and actively helped and produced weapons How could Japan, which had only a small amount of ammunition and military supplies, endure the war of resistance for several years?
All in all, Tangcheng believes that the Japanese should stay on the islands and live honestly, and the Japanese who come to China to enclose China and plunder China's resources should die. Two geishas who seemed to have been frightened were shot and fell one after another. Only then did Tang Cheng turn his guns on Kogoro and Aso. However, after two soft shots, only Tang Cheng was left breathing in the private room. Own.
Everyone else in sight was shot and fell, but Tang Cheng did not dare to take it lightly. After checking carefully to confirm that the Japanese in the private room had no wounds, Tang Cheng quickly replaced it with a full spare magazine and put it The replaced magazine was inserted back into the pocket of his suit vest. After replacing the magazine, Tang Cheng inserted the shell gun into his belt with his backhand, then took out the camera he brought from Nanjing from the equipment bag and took pictures one by one of the male corpses lying on the floor of the private room.
Before taking pictures of each corpse, Tang Cheng would first search for the ID in the corpse's pocket, then open the ID and place it on the corpse's chest. In this way, when taking pictures, the ID and the body can be photographed together. Taking photos of the corpse was purely Tang Cheng's own idea. There was no conclusive evidence on hand. Tang Cheng was worried that he would be accused of claiming credit for others afterwards. Moreover, Tang Cheng also had his own little plan in mind, that is, in the future, he could rely on these photos to tell the world openly that he was once an anti-Japanese comrade who served the country.
Searching for documents and taking photos of the corpse naturally took a lot of Tang Cheng's time, but it was still early before the appointment with the smuggler. In theory, Tang Cheng still had a lot of time to use. When Tang Cheng does these things, his body will tremble slightly with excitement, but the tension in his body has long since dissipated. After methodically taking photos of all the corpses in the private room, Tang Cheng put the camera into the equipment bag and then walked lightly to the door of the private room.
Gently opening the wooden partition door of the private room a small gap, Tang Cheng listened to the movement outside, and randomly left the private room and appeared in the corridor. After knocking on the door, shooting, entering the house, continuing to shoot, and then taking photos of the corpse, Tang Cheng followed this process and quickly cleaned up the private room next door, killing three Japanese officers and two geishas in this private room. Time passed by, and Tang Cheng on the second floor also quickly cleared out four private rooms in succession. More than 20 Japanese people had died at the hands of Tang Cheng.
If you can sneak in quietly, kill people quietly, and leave quietly, then it will naturally be the most perfect assassination operation. But there are always some accidents in this world. Just when Tang Cheng left the private room that he had just cleaned and was moving to the next private room with small steps on tiptoes, there was a faint voice at the stairs at the other end of the corridor. came.
Going up the stairs to the second floor were two Japanese military officers and the attentive izakaya proprietress. The three of them turned around the corridor and saw Tang Cheng, who was only wearing a shirt and a suit vest a few meters away. The three of them did not notice that Tang Cheng was holding a shell gun in his right hand behind his back, but the two Japanese officers smelled a familiar smell from Tang Cheng who was walking towards them unexpectedly.
As the two sides got closer, the smell of blood on Tang Cheng became more obvious. Now even the proprietress of the izakaya could smell the smell. Seeing the expressions of the three people across from them change drastically, Tang Cheng, who had not stopped walking, immediately exerted force on his feet and pressed forward with a lunge. "Nani?" The wife of the izakaya owner who was hit in the chest by Tang Cheng with her left shoulder screamed in surprise, then her vision went dark and she turned back, bumping into the Japanese officer on the left.
Tang Cheng, who had succeeded in the attack, immediately swung his right hand, and the shell gun in his hand was already pressed against the mandible of another Japanese officer. There was only a soft sound of "Puff!", and a cloud of blood mist rose at the entrance of the corridor. The body fell down diagonally as he moved forward, just falling on the izakaya proprietress's body. Under the two of them was the Japanese officer who was hit by the izakaya proprietress' back. He was suddenly hit in the chest and fell backwards, and was pressed down heavily by Tang Cheng. The Japanese officer who was pressed by the two men opened his mouth, but no sound came out.
Just as he was struggling, he saw a black hole in the muzzle of a gun pointed at his face. "Pfft!" The panicked Japanese officer was unable to dodge, and the oncoming bullet penetrated the left side of his nose and carved out a hole in his cheek. A bloody hole. Tang Cheng, who killed two people in a row, turned his wrist again, and the muzzle of the gun, which was still smoking, was pressed against the temple of the izakaya proprietress. There was another soft sound of "Puff!", and Tang Cheng was pressed against him. The proprietress of the izakaya below also straightened up and turned into a corpse.
Tang Cheng moved quickly, but the sound of several people entangled and falling on the stairs had been vaguely heard by the people in the private room next to them. But before they could open the door and come out to check, Tang Cheng got up from the ground and squatted down at the door of the private room. "Poof!" The door of Yajian was opened a crack by the people inside, and was hit by an oncoming bullet. At the same time as the blood mist suddenly appeared, Tang Cheng outside the door had already stood up and rushed forward, with the shell gun in his hand. He even reached into the elegant room through the crack in the door.
"Mr. Zuochuan, the ship has been arranged. Tomorrow, the Jinchuan Maru will send you back to the mainland to recuperate..." When Tang Cheng broke into this private room with a shell gun, a Japanese officer with his back to Tang Cheng followed the middle man opposite. The young man turned his head with surprised eyes, and half of what he said was almost stuck in his throat! Tang Cheng didn't give him a chance to finish what he said. He just kept pulling the trigger from a distance of more than 2 meters. The first shot passed through the opponent's chest, the second shot hit the neck, and the third shot hit the head accurately.
This Japanese lieutenant colonel, who looked fierce and had some gray hair, was shot three times by Tang Cheng. The lieutenant colonel rank mark on his uniform could not save his life. "Ah..." A scream finally rang out in the private room, but it was followed by Tang Cheng's thunderous continuous shooting. Tang Cheng just lowered his body slightly, and then fired rapidly at the other people in the private room, so fast that the other people in the private room could hardly continue to scream.
Despite all the calculations, Tang Cheng still couldn't be silent. The scream in the private room immediately silenced the noise in the hall on the first floor. Tang Cheng had already heard the scream not far outside the private room. There were footsteps on the stairs. Sighing secretly, Tang Cheng, who was leaning against the door of the private room, immediately took out the MP18 gun from the equipment bag, and at the same time took out two spare magazines and inserted them diagonally into the pockets of his suit vest.
"Da da da da da da" Hearing the footsteps outside the door getting closer and closer, Tang Cheng in the private room suddenly rushed out of the next door, and the MP18*** in his hand immediately spit out a tongue of fire. Two Japanese officers who happened to see the blood on the ground at the top of the stairs were hit by the oncoming flames and fell down the stairs covered in blood. With the screams and the sound of broken dishes, teacups and wine bottles, Tang Cheng jumped down from the stairs with a gun in his hand. The MP18 gun in his hand continued to spray bullets into the panic in the hall. crowd.
The rate of fire of the MP18 gun is 400 rounds per minute, and the magazine capacity of the MP18 gun is only 30 rounds. This means that as long as Tangcheng holds the trigger of the gun, it will only take five seconds. In seconds, a fully loaded magazine will be empty of all bullets. In just five seconds, even the most well-trained soldiers would not be able to effectively counterattack in such a short period of time.
A magazine was quickly used up. Tang Cheng, who stood in the lobby on the first floor with his legs apart like nails, replaced the magazine without any scruples. Several survivors tried to run out of the izakaya, but they were shot by Tang Cheng who had changed the magazine in time, and they were all killed at the door of the izakaya. The three magazines that Tang Cheng took out from the equipment bag were all empty in a short time. Only Tang Cheng was left alive in the izakaya, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.
