When I saw the three Japs entering, I hurriedly slipped down from the passage. First, now was a good time for me to escape. Second, I was really afraid that a blind rat would bite me, in case I was infected with the plague.

Or mice with other bacteria, then I would die tragically.

The process of escaping was extremely smooth. The watchtower above was mainly responsible for guarding the perimeter of the courtyard wall. Their energy was no longer in the courtyard. I avoided the mobile sentries in the courtyard and the two lazy wolf dogs, and I successfully slipped back to the dormitory.

, closed the door, and sweat gradually came out.

"Phew, it's so dangerous!" I quickly took off my coat, then lay on the bed and exhaled.

"What exactly is a super weapon? Japan didn't seem to have developed any heavy weapons during World War II. Besides poison gas, what else were the Japanese doing?" I thought of the super weapon the professor just mentioned and thought about it for a while.

None. After adjusting my thoughts, what I want to do now is to destroy this place first.

"How can I get out? I can't deal with so many Japs myself. It's not difficult to get the information, but it's really not easy to get out. And if I want to blow up this place, I don't even have explosives. What should I do?"

I was thinking about it in bed, keeping my eyes open until dawn, and one day less time came, and it was less than a week before the agreed day.

Time does not go by as I wish. I suffer from anxiety every day. It is almost impossible to get out of here. In order to prevent the situation here from being leaked to the outside world, the Japanese have almost completely isolated this devil's cave from the outside world.

When I came in, I hardly saw a stranger. Tomorrow is the time for final action. What should I do? I was so anxious that I almost wanted to cry.

"Yamamoto Kazuo, your letter!" I was just about to go out for morning exercises when I heard someone shouting outside the door.

"Thank you!" I opened the door and took the letter.

"Whose is it? Is it the letter home from Kazuo Yamamoto's father to his son who has been fed the mice, or is it the news the captain and others gave me!" Thinking of this, I felt uneasy and eagerly tore open the envelope.

After reading a few lines in a hurry, I threw the letter on the ground with a disappointed look on my face, because the content of the letter was all about the father's encouragement and concern for his son. Between the lines, the deep love between father and son was evident, and at the same time, it revealed the love between men.

Friendship, there are only the last twenty-four hours left, what should I do? I sat dejectedly on the edge of the bed, my drooped head letting my eyes just fall on the letter I threw on the ground. God bless me,

I had to say this from time to time, because the angle at which the letter landed was exactly 45 degrees from my line of sight. Looking at it from this angle, a string of information came into my eyes: "Liu Lang, tonight we will be regarded as

The wood will be delivered, please be prepared."

I grabbed the letter and stayed here for nearly ten days. I almost forgot the meaning of joy. Every day was filled with cruel killings and helpless calculations. At this moment, I was so happy that I almost cried.

But now is not the time to be happy. The captain and the others have no choice but to take this step. In just one day, I have to make all preparations. Maybe the action will be tonight, and tomorrow will be the explosion time agreed with Nighthawk.

I felt both excited and nervous, just like when I first stepped onto the battlefield. The feeling was indescribable. After absent-mindedly doing morning exercises, I began to prepare intensively.

I stole a duty rotation list and kept today's attendance schedule in my mind. Through training, I can almost never forget it. I have to thank that bastard devil. I guess if I had met such a teacher in my previous life, maybe I could

Get into Tsinghua University or Peking University.

After memorizing it, I turned over the rotation list and started writing and drawing on the back. I wanted to pass all the necessary information to the captain, including the map of the entire Demon Cave; the internal structure, room arrangement and functions of the three buildings; patrolling.

The distribution of soldiers, shift time, weapon equipment, ability evaluation, etc. After writing it, I folded it into a small strip and stuffed it into my pocket.

"Hey! Mr. Zhongshan." This is a Japanese who is responsible for guarding the detention building tonight. I found an opportunity to pretend that I met him by chance.

"Hello, Yamamoto-kun, everything goes well!" he said to me.

"Zhongshan Jun, I have something to ask you!"

"Yamamoto-kun, this is serious. Please speak."

"After Mr. Nakamura became loyal, I always couldn't sleep well. I blamed myself very much. I felt even more uncomfortable at night. I would like to exchange defense with you and let me keep watch. Do you think it's okay?" After thinking for a long time, I could only say

Nakamura, who was killed by me, brought it out as an excuse.

"Ah, that's it. I have no objection, but I need the professor's approval!" The guy scratched his head and said.

"I'm going to ask for your opinion first. If you agree, I'll talk to the professor."

"I have no problem, Yamamoto-kun, and you don't have to be too sad. It is Nakamura-kun's honor to be loyal to the emperor!" This guy said it extremely sincerely, and he was also a sick-brained samurai.

"Yes, thank you for your comfort!" After saying hello to the Japanese named Zhongshan, I walked towards the laboratory building. After getting the professor's permission, I could wait for the captain and his companions to arrive.

The door to the professor's office was unlocked, which meant that this guy was inside. "Report!" I stood at the door and shouted.

"come in!"

After hearing the permission, I pushed open the door and entered. I repeated the reasons I just mentioned, and I easily got the professor's consent and comfort.

After finishing everything, I quickly returned to the dormitory. I was very excited. If the pain of coming here at first was to face cruelty and evil every day, and to face the cruelty and killing like animals, then for me now

The most painful thing is loneliness. It is the loneliness deep in the heart. It is so lonely that it makes people feel uneasy. Many spies and undercover agents will convince themselves to become a member of the enemy from the inside, so that they can find spiritual support.

, this is also one of the reasons why some undercover agents and spies will defect. But I can't use this method, because I am facing the devil, a group of people who use screams as music, blood as paint, dead bodies as lovers, and

Cruel and glorious beasts, in their eyes, killing people and trying every means to kill people is fun, the whole fun of life.

I looked excitedly at the watch I took off Yamamoto Kazuo's arm. I really hoped that time would pass quickly, destroy this place, and kill all the beasts here. This made me so passionate that I wanted to crawl into a

It tickled my heart like a mouse. I have never looked forward to killing as much as I do now. Hatred has piled up in my heart. "I also want to let that bastard taste the taste of the mallet, bastard!" I shouted angrily in my heart.

Wait, because this is another atrocity I saw yesterday, and this is another atrocity that was tacitly approved by the professor. The Japanese were selected for some unknown reason, and the two Japanese were going to play a game of smashing rice cakes.

I was forced by a Japanese to watch this tragic scene. They took out the props, two T-shaped instruments, and clamped a man's head from both sides. The Chinese character didn't know that he was about to be raped.

What kind of torture, the fear made his whole body tremble, and he kept struggling needlessly. Another Japs stood behind him, suddenly picked up the big mallet in his hand, and hit the top of the Chinese character's head fiercely, with a "pounce" sound

, the whole head was smashed into the body, my heart was shocked, they could actually play such a game.

The other man didn't know why, but his head was not smashed into his body, but was smashed to pieces. His cervical vertebra was broken due to the impact of a huge external force, and the remaining half of his head was tilted to one side, "Let you mess up."

Move, let you move." The defeated Japs vented their anger on the remaining half of the head, and smashed down randomly with the sledgehammer. The gray hair splashed everywhere like rain, and laughter echoed in the devil's cave.
Chapter completed!