The Japanese were like crazy, and all the bullets were fired at the free price. A Japanese soldier took out a melon grenade from his waist, banged it hard on the helmet, stretched out his arm to steal it into the hole. Ma Xingkong
Having seen it, he hurriedly turned the gun, raised his hand and fired. His arm, which had already been charged up, was hit by a bullet. The whole arm suddenly went soft like noodles. Before the Japanese soldier could cry out in pain,
The grenade in his hand exploded right next to his feet.
There was smoke and huge explosions. Seven or eight grenades around him were hit by the flying fragments of the grenade. Continuous explosions exploded among the Japanese. The neat firing queue was instantly killed and wounded.
Yoshio Okamoto shook his head and got up from the ground. The huge blast pushed him to the corner of the wall, and the bricks that fell from the wall opened a skylight on his head. Yoshio Okamoto rushed out with the command knife and was full of laughter.
With his face covered in blood, he shouted an order: "Shoot! Keep shooting!"
A large string of bullets hit the iron door with flying sparks, making people unable to open their eyes. Ma Xingkong let out a long breath: "Grandma, I really can't get out this time!"
What are the casualties?"
Li Yong said: "It's very big. Five or six of them are dead. A dozen of them were injured and didn't come back. A dozen of those who came back were injured. Three of the brothers who were holding guns died!"
Yang Jingyu patted Ma Xingkong on the shoulder: "Don't blame yourself! The Japanese are all brainwashed. They don't care about death at all. Even if he doesn't kill him, he will be beaten to death when we get out. In this way
It can also reduce some casualties!”
"What should we do now?" Li Yong asked: "Are we going to be trapped here?"
"Don't worry! Let me think! Let me think..." Ma Xingkong stood up and walked toward the back alone.
"Hoo!" The lights above the head suddenly went out, and the tunnel became pitch black. It was obvious that this was done by the Japanese. The Japanese just wanted to trap them all here, and cutting off the power was only the first step. Soon everyone discovered
, there was no wind in the ventilation ducts, and soon many people felt stuffy and hot, and some who were weak were out of breath.
Li Yong looked at Ma Xingkong and wanted to step forward to ask. Yang Jingyu stopped him: "Let him think about it, maybe he can come up with a good idea!"
"Report!" A Japanese soldier hurried in from outside. His head was covered with sweat and he was a little embarrassed when speaking. He saluted Okamoto Yoshio: "Something happened, something happened! Your Excellency, Commander, something happened!"
"Baga! Why are you panicking!" Yoshio Okamoto slapped the soldier hard on the face. His hands were greasy and felt particularly uncomfortable. The soldier hurriedly took a breath: "Something happened in the city! Someone set fire to the city again.
Got it!"
"Nani?" Yoshio Okamoto was shocked and hurriedly walked out the door. The billowing smoke had already risen from the city of Harbin, and intermittent gunshots appeared and disappeared: "What's going on? Who is he?"
"It's not clear yet!" the soldier said hurriedly: "Captain Nomura analyzed that it is likely that they are anti-Union elements. They have always been hostile to us. How did they break into the city?"
"Why didn't you report it earlier?" Yoshio Okamoto was angry. He had been in Harbin for so long, worked hard, and set up many defense lines around Harbin. How did the anti-alliance elements get in? "How many people are there?"
"Unknown number of people!"
"Pah!" Another slap in the face, and the Japanese soldier who was slapped had stars in his eyes and his head was a little dizzy. Yoshio Okamoto angrily yelled: "Tell Nomura to send people to the city immediately to search for these people. If they can't be caught,
He doesn’t have to come back!”
"Hai!"
Li Yong was at the door, and suddenly he heard the conversation between Yoshio Okamoto and the soldier outside the door. Although it was not very clear, he heard some intermittently, but he couldn't hear it anymore. Li Yong hurriedly found Yang Jingyu: "It seems something happened! Yes
Harbin!”
"Really!" Yang Jingyu asked.
Li Yong nodded: "Someone is setting fire in the city, it seems we can be saved!" This incident was like a stimulant, and everyone was shocked. Yang Jingyu patted Ma Xingkong on the shoulder: "
Brother, what are you thinking? Brother, I have good news for you. Someone is making trouble in the city. This is a good opportunity!"
Ma Xingkong's eyes lit up: "Yes! When the Japanese can't control the situation after a while, we'll go out in one go! Do you have confidence?"
"Yes!" He replied feebly. Ma Xingkong smiled: "You haven't eaten yet, right? If you are afraid of death, leave me here, and if you are brave enough, rush out. Do you have the confidence?!"
"Yes!" shouted, and the decadence was swept away.
Nomura finally figured it out. Not only did the Anti-Japanese Alliance enter Harbin, but also some bandits from the surrounding area, as well as a dozen of Ma Xingkong's men. This group of people ran around, killing people and burning down houses. Of course
It is only aimed at foreigners other than Chinese. These people come and go like a breeze. They belong to several different factions, but they cooperate with each other to strictly prohibit them. They are obviously united.
Nomura divided the only military police team he had into several teams and began to pursue them respectively. Where they could be captured, they just drove away, and the other side started to be chaotic again. After stabilizing the other side, they captured the people again.
Kill. Nomura was extremely busy. Instead of stabilizing the situation, it made Harbin even more chaotic.
"Baga! Where are the police? Where have all the police gone?" Nomura Yuichi roared and sent people to find Mazi Sun.
"I'm here! I'm here!" Sun Mazi had already changed into ordinary people's clothes, and was holding two pieces of peasant clothes in his hand. He handed them to Nomura Yuichi: "Taijun, put on this! It's safe!"
Sun Mazi's pockmarked smile made Nomura particularly disgusted. He snorted coldly: "Director Sun, is this what it is like to be the chief of Harbin police? No wonder, you Chinese people want to be ruled by us! Take your people with you immediately
Catch those bandits and robbers! Go quickly! Otherwise, you will die!"
"Hey!" Sun Mazi agreed and turned around hurriedly. At the moment when Sun Mazi turned around, several people dressed as civilians who came with Sun Mazi and carrying guns in their waists suddenly took action. No one had a twenty-gun gun.
The box gun, spurting out tongues of fire, exploded on Nomura and his lieutenants, and a cloud of blood mist filled the air. Nomura simply couldn't believe that Sun Mazi's men dared to shoot at him.
"Report!" It was the messenger again, this time he looked particularly timid and stayed far away.
"What's going on?" Yoshio Okamoto stared at him: "Can Nomura control the situation?"
"Captain Nomura, Captain Nomura..."
"Baga!" Okamoto Yoshio took two steps forward and slapped the kid twice so hard that his nose bled.
"Hai!" The boy nodded hurriedly and bowed: "Captain Nomura has been shattered! It was Sun Mazi's men who did it!"
"Rebellion! Rebel!" Yoshio Okamoto gasped angrily: "The police are also in chaos. What's going on with the detective team and the Imperial Army?"
The soldier shook his head hastily, lowered his head and said in a low voice: "It's not clear yet!"
Yoshio Okamoto raised his hand high and looked at the trembling messenger without falling: "Go and have a look, report anything immediately!"