Eight hundred and seventieth chapters capture the hospital
The Japanese took the wounded man from Zhang Wa's hands and turned around to a hospital bed in the room. Two Japanese soldiers immediately gathered around him, one holding the wounded man's head and the other holding his legs, and carefully placed the wounded man on the hospital bed covered with white sheets. superior
The three Japs were paying full attention to their injured companion. The Japs holding the wounded man's head suddenly changed his expression and turned to look at the companion next to him. He had already felt the cold body temperature of the wounded man's brain and realized that the wounded man might have died.
The two people on the side were startled. One immediately stretched out his hand to hold the wounded man's wrist. The other took a closer look at the wounded man's face. He suddenly saw the blood stains that had solidified on the wounded man's forehead. Surprised expressions appeared in their eyes. They suddenly turned their heads to face Several people from Wanlin came to look
At this moment, Wan Lin's feet moved toward the west of the house, and his hands suddenly waved out the wind knife. At this time, his hands were raised.
"Woo", "Woo", "Woo"... A sharp sound of wind immediately sounded in the house. The door curtain hanging in the inner room suddenly fluttered gently with the strong wind. Zhang Wa's body swayed and she was already beside the inner door. The saber in her hand flashed with cold light, concentrating. Staring at the inner door curtain
The three Japs just turned around and suddenly felt a strong wind blowing directly into their faces. Three cold lights flashed in the corners of their eyes. "Crack". Three flying knives were instantly inserted into the temples of the three people's foreheads. The little Japs' eyes widened. Fall sideways
At such a close distance, no matter how fast they react, they can't take any protective action against the flying knives.
At this time, the five injured people who were sleeping soundly on the hospital bed on the west side of the house were still lying quietly on the hospital bed. However, each of them had one or two small holes on their foreheads, bloodshot eyes slowly oozing out. Two leopards had already rushed out from behind Wan Lin. Izuma squatted at the door and stared at the movement outside the house.
"What's going on?" an English sentence suddenly sounded from the back room, a big furry hand opened the white door curtain, and a blue-eyed foreigner wearing a mask and a white coat appeared at the door.
"Woo" A big hand suddenly covered his mouth and a cold light flashed across his throat. Zhang Wa pulled him away from the door. "Woo" A gust of cold wind flew past Zhang Wa and flew past Wan Lin's head, front and back like lightning. He plunged into the inner room and raised his right hand at the same time
A Japanese doctor in a white coat was suturing the wounds of the wounded indoors. He suddenly heard the soft sound of a sharp knife outside the room and immediately turned his face and looked out the door.
At this moment, a wisp of cold wind suddenly swept across his face. His eyes immediately dimmed, and a bright red color slowly bloomed from his eyebrows.
And in his dim eyes, Wan Lin was piercing like a hawk. A look of horror suddenly appeared on his face. His right hand holding the sutures suddenly opened his body, but he slowly fell back.
Lying on the hospital bed was a little devil with an injured neck. He was closing his eyes tightly. A bright red flower also bloomed on his forehead and was slowly spreading around.
Like several sleeping wounded Japanese soldiers outside, he fell into a sleep forever without any consciousness in the stupor of surgical anesthesia.
Wan Lin rushed into the room and threw out the steel needle in his hand. He rolled forward and rolled right in front of the Jaap doctor. He held up his fallen body, lifted him up and gently laid him down on the hospital bed, lying side by side with the little Jaap doctor on the bed. together
Wan Lin stood up and looked around the room. He saw a row of large batteries neatly stacked in a corner of the room. Only then did he realize that the guards in the hospital had cut off the power to the entire courtyard when the gunshots were fired, and the medical center had already prepared emergency plans. Power supply for use when rescuing the wounded
Wan Lin stood up and walked out of the operating room. He saw Zhang Wa standing at the door and slowly placing the enemy's body on the ground. The saber in his hand quickly wiped twice on the opponent's white coat and casually inserted it into the scabbard on the side of his thigh. From what he was wearing, he could see this blue-eyed man. The foreigner was probably a military doctor from the Black Hawk Mercenary Group. He was assisting the little Japanese military doctor in an operation. Unexpectedly, he was also dealt with here too.
At this time, Feng Dao was kneeling on one knee in the house, holding the automatic rifle tightly on his shoulder and facing the door. Zhang Wa was also standing by the door with a gun, listening to what was going on outside.
Wan Lin watched Feng Dao and the two of them were on full alert. He immediately squatted down and raised his hand to take out his small bow from the equipment bag behind him. Then he took out the arrow box and inserted the short arrows with various bombs inside into his vest. The small bow was placed on his left arm. He raised his hand and took off the m110 sniper rifle from his back, then calmly put on the silencer.
The battle was about to begin, but Wan Lin's hands were extremely stable, and all his movements were orderly and unhurried. After finishing all the preparations, he suddenly stood up from the ground, holding the sniper rifle tightly. A stream of light suddenly shot out of his eyes, and an invisible murderous aura emanated from his body. The white cloth curtain on the door moved without any wind, and the entire room was immediately enveloped by a suffocating murderous aura.
The two leopards suddenly stood up from the ground following Wan Lin's movements. Two dazzling beams of light, one red and one blue, burst out from their eyes. Their eight sharp claws simultaneously popped out gleaming nails, and two rows of snow-white teeth were exposed in their mouths. A hint of cold air came out of the mouth
Feng Dao stood up immediately with the gun in hand, his face became extremely serious, he gently pulled the bolt of the gun in his hand and stared at the leopard's head with both eyes; Zhang Wa held the gun in one hand and held a small square box full of buttons tightly in his left hand, with a solemn expression. eyes twinkling
Wan Lin's cold eyes slowly swept over his two brothers, Feng Dao, and they nodded lightly at the same time. Wan Lin turned his face and raised his feet and walked towards the door of the house. The murderous aura that forced him rushed out of the house. The thick door curtain hanging at the door of the room was lifted outward with a roar, as if it was blown open by an invisible strong wind.
"Woo!" The two leopards rushed out of the door first. Wan Lin and the others immediately walked out of the house. The thick curtain inside the door immediately drooped behind them. At the moment the curtain closed, the wind knife suddenly turned around and a cold light came from the crack of the door. The light that flew into the room suddenly went out. He cut off the line connecting the indoor lights to the battery to prevent anyone from coming in and immediately discovering the body inside.
The small courtyard was dark and silent. The open door revealed a black silhouette, like a giant beast with an open mouth, seeming to welcome them into the boundless darkness.
Wan Lin stood quietly in the courtyard for a while and suddenly stretched out his hand to point to the buildings in the south of the small courtyard. Two leopards jumped forward with a flash of eyes. In an instant, they climbed over the courtyard wall and disappeared into the vast night.
Wan Lin kept watching the two leopards disappear into the night, then gently pulled the bolt of the sniper rifle, pointed the muzzle diagonally at the lower left, and strode towards the courtyard gate. Feng Dao and Zhang Wa were three people behind him. The finished glyph stepped out of the gate of the small courtyard of the medical center. The moment Zhang Wa stepped out of the gate, his right hand suddenly pressed on the wall of the gate.