Chapter 2656 The Last Position

Human sea tactics!

Facing Shanchuan Yiqing, who had been fighting with continuous killer moves, Zhao Heng did not have a so-called fair decisive battle. He threw out money to buy Shanchuan Yiqing's life. One hundred million, it was still hard cash, which was enough to stimulate the members of the 18th District. Everyone dreamed of becoming a bounty winner after a battle.

So every murderer who charges by the street suddenly boils blood when he sees more than a dozen boxes of cash. He charges with his knife, gun, or even bricks with all his strength. He may be injured and dies, but what if he kills Shanchuan without any damage? One hundred million is enough to be prosperous for the rest of his life.

As the news of the reward was spread, at least 3,000 murderers gathered at the entrance of the abandoned building, not including the hundreds of people who were already charging forward. The entire building was almost submerged by the black ocean. The weapons in their hands were simpler than those of the Japanese, but their fighting spirit was not inferior to the other party's Bushido.

"Don't fight each other and form cross-fire!

Faced with an enemy who was as fierce as chicken blood, Shanchuan Yiqing covered his wound and decisively issued instructions. More than ten Japanese elites fought back. After paying two or three lives, they finally stabilized their positions temporarily. A Japanese woman exhaled a long breath, with a hint of glory on her face.

But before she could wipe her sweat, a thin figure flashed through the side window. He grabbed the eaves of the window like a cheetah. In the smoke of a sweat-smelling smell, the Japanese woman found a knife stabbing her throat. She didn't expect the enemy to crawl in through the window.

So I was stunned for a moment.

The attacker was quite agile, as quick as a monkey, and instantly narrowed his distance from the Japanese woman. When the latter thought he was about to die, a gunshot sounded! Bang! The other party's hand holding a dagger seemed to be still there with the gunshot, and then dropped to the ground with a snap.

He fell heavily beside the Japanese woman. The latter bit his lips and glanced at him, and saw the blood flowing from his eyebrows falling drop by drop on the floor at his feet, hitting the eyebrows with a shot, and then two gunshots were heard. The two figures flashing at the window screamed and fell down.

She followed the gunshot and saw that Yamakawa Yoshikiping was holding the gun, and was indifferent and shaking. Then she sprayed out another bullet and killed another murderer who had crawled in from the front window. The Japanese woman suddenly realized that it was Yamakawa Yoshiki who saved her, and couldn't help but feel grateful and almost died!

"Awareness window! Hurry up! Shoot! Kill me!"

Although Yamakawa Yoshiki was sober and calmly organized a counterattack, the strength and number of both sides were too far apart. The charger attacked their fragile defense lines like locusts, and they had a good set of climbing buildings. Once they were approached by them, the elite Japanese soldiers would have a fierce battle!

Screaming and yelling!

More than 60 murderers died soon under the guns of Shankawa Yiqing and others, and seven or eight Japanese people fell down. Shankawa Yiqing originally wanted to concentrate his firepower to strangle the stairs' impactors, but found that the enemy not only attacked from the front, but also attacked from the window. The two companions were killed without paying attention.

Fortunately, the team spirit of many years supported them, allowing more than ten people to cooperate and stabilize the fourth floor. Otherwise, Shanchuan Yiqing and others would have been submerged, the sun seemed to be hot, and the bloody atmosphere became strong. The fourth floor was like an isolated island hanging in the sea surrounded by black sea water.

A fight was in full swing.

Louis Basan downstairs was holding a cigar in his arms, looking at the murderer who kept falling out of the window. There was not much emotional ups and downs on his face. There was nothing in the Eighteenth Block. The only thing he didn't lack was the desperation. As long as one hundred million was not in water, the top ten gangs would gather people to charge continuously.

So it doesn't matter if you just die a hundred people, even if you die a thousand people, it doesn't matter. In any case, Louis Basan will kill Shanchuan Yiqing. The abandoned building is located in the 18th District. Zhao Heng and the others are inconvenient to appear, so he became the main force in killing Japanese people. Louis Basan naturally went all out.

The smoke filled the gunpowder and screamed in pain. Louis Basan's face showed confidence in winning. Then he turned his eyes to the messy top floor, and looked at the fourth floor where the fierce battle was in full swing. A light flashed through his eyes and waved to a gangster boss: "Send a team of brothers,"

He whispered a few words to the gangster boss, whose eyes lit up and nodded.

"Retreat to the top floor!"

Except for the room where Shanchuan Fazi is located, there are doors and windows, the other rooms and halls are not covered by anything. This means that Shanchuan Yiqing and his friends not only have to block the stairs, but also have to defend the five windows that are opened on the floor and even worry that the murderer will press down from the fifth floor.

Shanchuan Yiqing and his team only had more than ten people. No matter how ammunition is sufficient or the skills are elite, it is difficult to block so many gaps at the same time. Therefore, Shanchuan Yiqing made a dangerous decision, which was to withdraw all his hands to the top floor to defend, so that he would not worry about the murderers pouring in from all directions.

Of course, retreating to the top floor also means that the space for the control is compressed. Once the crazy murderer breaks through the defense line on the top floor and does not wait for support, they are afraid that they will die under the opponent's random guns and knives. However, there are not many choices now. On the fourth floor, more than a dozen people cannot defend it.

Just as the Japanese elite evacuated quickly, several ropes were hung from the five windows at the same time. The next second, more than ten figures jumped in. The Japanese hurriedly raised their guns and shot bullets. They threw five or six people over and were also approached by the rest. At the same time, they raised their left hand and flashed a dagger.

Shanchuan Yiqing, who took the initiative to break the back, took a step forward and broke out in a fighting spirit.

"Swoosh swish swish!"

More than ten daggers were covered with broken daggers. Shanchuan Yiqing sneered and shook his wrist, and a samurai sword flashed out, instantly transforming into a group of knife nets. Most of the daggers were shot to the ground by him, and a small part was ejected back. Only four screams were heard, and the four murderers fell from mid-air.

They fell to the ground like birds with broken wings, and then they were bleeding and stopped moving. Life and death were unclear for a moment. Seeing Shanchuan Yiqing so strong, the four murderers surrounding him subconsciously moved, and then rushed forward: "Kill Shanchuan! One hundred million!"

"kill!"

A middle-aged murderer shouted angrily, and then jumped over with a finger of the machete. The companion behind him also raised the machete, raised it high and rushed forward quickly, trying to kill the Japanese prince under the knife. The Japanese elite wanted to rush up, but was stopped by Shanchuan Yiqing, who asked them to retreat first.

Shanchuan Yiqing took a step forward and slashed the sword with his hand. Two enemies who rushed forward were instantly killed under the knife. Then, he stabbed forward and killed the enemy who intended to use hidden weapons at close range. When a piece of blood shot out, Shanchuan Yiqing had already faced the middle-aged leader who was shouting.

The two of them slashed at close range.

when!

With a loud bang, the murderer's leader cut off the knife and died. Shanchuan Yiqing swept over the unwilling enemy, then kicked out his toes, and two machetes roared out. Two enemies who were rising from the stairs groaned, covered their throats and fell to the ground, causing the enemy behind to slow down the attack again.

"withdraw!"

Shanchuan Yiqing left two people to guard the fourth floor, and then he took the remaining nine people and Shanchuan to retreat to the top floor. As Shanchuan Yiqing judged, sporadic enemies began to appear on the fifth and sixth floors. Obviously, the murderer wanted to attack the fourth floor on both sides, so he couldn't help but make the decision to retreat to the top floor in time.

At the entrance of the stairs on the fifth floor, a murderer jumped directly from the entrance. The machete slashed towards the Japanese man at the corner like a rainbow. Yamakawa Yoshiki coughed gently, and the samurai sword drew an arc and directly killed the opponent under the knife, but the wound on his waist cracked again.

But he endured the severe pain and looked forward calmly.

"Bang bang bang!"

On the way, Shanchuan Yiqing and his team pulled the trigger calmly but sharply, and accurately shot the eight murderers. Then they rushed to the door of the top floor with one rush and were about to push open the iron gate. Shanchuan Yiqing stopped in a slight way, and he smelled an indescribable danger.

As he waved his hand, four corpses were carried over. With a roar, two corpses were kicked away by Japanese elites. Bang! The iron gate was knocked open by two corpses, accompanied by the sound of falling to the ground. It almost fell out just now, and gunshots suddenly sounded outside.

More than ten murderers poured the bullets out of conditioned reflexes. Dozens of bullets blew on the two corpses, causing dust and blood to splatter. However, they did not hear the screams they wanted. When they were stunned, Shanchuan Yiqing rushed into the rooftop with his body.

The gunshots are loud!

"Bang bang bang!"

The bullets that were constantly running at such a close distance almost penetrated the enemy's burly body. When the leader of the fraud was about to call, a bullet flew across the sky and pierced his head. The enemy leader's head was shot, and blood splattered on the faces of his accomplices next to him, and red.

Seeing his boss falling straight down and touching the warm blood on his face, the two enemies screamed strangely. Before they could turn the gun, Shanchuan Yiqing shot bullets from the gun again. Two bangs, his head and chest were shot at the same time, and he fell to the ground.

This kind of close-knit gun battle has the first reaction and opportunity, and the shooting skills are second. Losing the former enemies is equivalent to losing their lives. In less than twenty seconds, more than ten enemies fell into pools of blood, without a single survivor, while Shanchuan Yiqing and the elite Japanese were unscathed.

The narrow rooftop was piled with corpses, strangely shaped, and all over the place. Many murderers were still staring wide, with bullet marks around them. The walls and railings were scarred and were almost sieve. There was no longer any enemy standing on the floor. The blood on the ground was almost gathering into a small river.

Every step I take, I step on one or two bullet shells.

"Clog the entrance and press the body all over!"

Yamakawa Yoshiki ignored the cruelty and bloody scene, held the gun and issued an order to the Japanese elite again: "Stay two in four directions, and you must not let them climb up. The rest of them will hold the gap with me, and call for support at the same time to prepare for the Kanfeng Team to do things."

The Japanese men and women responded together: "I understand!"

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