A loud bang immediately shook the car door out of shape.
The eyes of the Japanese in the car suddenly widened, and they looked at the car door in front of them in surprise.
then.
The second shell fired again.
This shot directly blew out the carriage door, and the dozen or so escort soldiers standing at the door were immediately blown away to both sides by the air wave generated by the explosion.
Suddenly.
The entire carriage became a mess, the broken limbs of the Japanese soldiers were scattered on the floor, and blood flowed all over the floor.
The Japanese major officer who protected Komatsu Miyajima Makoto was left with a bloody mess on his back, and it was even covered with shrapnel.
"Your Majesty... Your Highness..." The major vomited blood, with a sad smile on his lips.
After squeezing out two words, the guy tilted his head and was completely killed.
Komatsu Miyajima Makoto pushed the body away from him, then hid behind the bunker and squatted down holding his head.
At this time, Komatsu Miyajima Makoto was disheveled and the hat on his head had fallen off. He still looked like a bereaved dog.
Except for him, the other officers were also shaken dizzy by the air wave generated by the explosion.
The entire carriage was shrouded in smoke, making it difficult to see clearly what was going on around it.
"Quick! Protect Your Highness, protect Your Highness!" In the smoke, the Japanese Lieutenant Colonel roared.
"Your Highness, where are you, where are you!"
The Japanese officer opened his eyes wide, trying to find the location of His Royal Highness.
They fought hard and finally found Komatsu Miyajima Makoto, who was shivering behind the bunker.
"Your Highness the Prince!"
After seeing Komatsu Miyajima Makoto, the lieutenant seemed very happy and walked towards him quickly.
But the next second.
A piercing scream sounded again in the carriage, followed by a flash of red light and a deafening explosion.
The shell hit the wall of the carriage hard, and the whole carriage shook violently.
Komatsu Miyajima Makoto was very lucky. The second lieutenant who was walking towards him just now was torn into pieces by the air waves.
This unlucky second lieutenant almost helped him block most of the debris generated by the explosion.
Despite this, Komatsu Miyajima Makoto still felt a fishy-sweet taste coming from his throat.
Immediately, he couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood.
Seeing the half-body body of the second lieutenant under his command, Komatsu Miyajima Makoto's mind went blank. Following his body's instinct, he bent over and vomited.
There was a buzzing sound in his ears, and the unpleasant smell in his nose made his chest feel tight.
Komatsu Miyajima Makoto, who had been living a pampered life at the rear, felt that death was so close to him for the first time.
As the ringing in his ears gradually disappeared, he began to hear the wailing of his men, which was also mixed with a few footsteps and the sound of exchanges in Chinese.
"Are they finally here?" Komatsu Miyajima suddenly felt a strong sense of fear in his heart.
No.
I must live!
The instinct of survival made him burst out with strong courage. Komatsu Miyajima Makoto suppressed his nausea and took out a Southern Type 14 pistol from the waist of the half corpse.
As the footsteps got closer and closer, Komatsu Miyajima Makoto became more and more frightened.
Whenever footsteps sounded, it was like someone hitting his chest with a hammer, so heavy that he couldn't breathe.
Then, there was a burst of fierce gunshots in his ears.
Several officers who were lying in a pool of blood screamed and were completely dead.
Hearing his men's dying cries, Komatsu Miyajima Makoto's body trembled slightly.
In the cold winter, he actually started to sweat beads of cold sweat on his forehead.
"Captain, there are all big fish in there. Major, Lieutenant Colonel, and a few lieutenants. We have made a lot of money this time!"
"Where's the prince? What does the stupid prince look like?"
"Bah! Damn it, I have to kill this prince today. This kid is quite a thief. He can't get through at all, which made me beat him for so long!"
Komatsu Miyajima Makoto couldn't bear it any longer, stood up suddenly, raised his pistol, and wanted to lock the target and shoot.
But before he raised his hand, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his wrist.
Then, he heard the sound of bones breaking.
Komatsu Miyajima Makoto suddenly grimaced in pain, released his palm, and the Nanbu Type 14 pistol fell to the ground with a sound.
Then, he vaguely saw a figure stretching out an arm in the smoke, holding a shell gun in his hand.
The dark muzzle was aimed at the head of Komatsu Miyajima Makoto.
Komatsu Miyajima Makoto's pupils shrank, and a chill shot up from his tailbone to the sky.
He hadn't yet figured out how the guy on the opposite side managed to accurately put the muzzle of the gun to his head through the gunpowder smoke.
He heard a burst of gunshots next to his ears.
A beautiful spark bloomed from the muzzle of the shell pistol, and a bullet instantly passed through Komatsu Miyajima Makoto's eyebrows and entered his brain.
The bullet kept rolling around in his head, forming a cavity, and then penetrated his head, bringing out a large cloud of blood mist.
All the blood mist sprayed on the wall behind him, dyeing a picture full of strange beauty.
Due to the inertia of the bullet, Komatsu Miyajima Makoto involuntarily took a few steps back, and then his body went limp and fell completely to the ground.
He didn't even see the appearance of the person who killed him, and his last trace of consciousness was completely swallowed up by darkness.
As the smoke in the carriage gradually dissipated, Ding Wei noticed that the little devil was wearing a kimono with chrysanthemum patterns.
If you can put chrysanthemums on your clothes and wear them on yourself, no one except the Japanese royal family has the courage to wear them like this.
If nothing else happens, this guy should be the Prince of Japan on this trip.
"Um?"
The thing held tightly in the devil's hand quickly attracted Ding Wei's attention.
Opening the palm of his hand and looking at it, Ding Wei immediately saw that it was something similar to a family crest.
Above the badge is a blooming chrysanthemum.
The emblem of the Komatsunomiya family?
In the past, Ding Wei had studied the messy things of the Japanese royal family, so he was very familiar with such things and could recognize them at a glance.
The clan emblem, coupled with the old devil's gorgeous clothes, made Ding Wei even more certain that this little devil was the devil prince.
It's a pity that it turned into a dead body, Ding Wei couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
Ding Wei heard all the movements in the carriage just now and knew that there was another Japanese in the carriage.
As a result, Ding Wei suddenly felt a hint of danger in his heart, so he subconsciously reached out and broke his wrist, and shot him to pieces.
If this devil could be captured alive in front of Niangzi Pass, it would definitely be more enjoyable if he beheaded the old devil at Niangzi Pass.
After a while of regret, Ding Wei put the matter behind him.
Kill them all.
The worst case scenario is to just hang the devil's body on the city wall of Niangziguan and tie a few bombs to him!