Han Zhengdong seized the fastest opportunity and kicked the door open, and all the brothers around him rushed inside immediately.

Four or five Japanese inside were playing cards around the table, and they kept shouting in the Japanese words, and they had no time to pay attention to any changes in the situation around them.

Before Han Zhengdong could kick the door open and the sound of opening the door was too late, the brothers beside Han Zhengdong rushed into the room like lightning, and the short knife in his hand immediately slashed at the necks of four or five Japanese devils.

The brothers basically attacked the Japanese one-on-one or two-on-one. Even if the Japanese discovered something abnormal, it would be too late.

When the Japanese saw clearly that someone broke into their house and were about to reach out to get the rifle on the side, their necks were cut by Han Zhengdong and others, and blood was immediately sprayed out, turning the entire house into a blood fountain.

On the spot, four or five Japanese devils turned over and fell to the ground without having time to resist and lost consciousness.

When Han Zhengdong saw that the Japanese were dealt with, he immediately asked his brothers to take away the weapons here, and then called on all the brothers around him to start disposing of the Japanese bodies.

They dragged the Japanese corpse into the surrounding room as much as possible, then simply dealt with the blood stains left in the room, and then sneaked into other rooms.

When they entered Puliu Town, they knew that the Japanese soldiers here were about an infantry squad, which was only about a dozen people. Now they have only killed four or five, and at least seven or eight people are still there.

If these Japanese were not here, they were likely to be around here and would be very likely to return here. Therefore, Han Zhengdong did not dare to be careless and planned to wait here to catch all the remaining Japanese.

Under Han Zhengdong's command, the brothers hid in several nearby rooms, holding the bloody short knife in their hands, and waiting patiently.

The room was very quiet, so quiet that there was almost no sound. The blood beads slid from the short knife in Han Zhengdong's hand dripped onto the ground, and the sound made by the splashed bright red water splash seemed extremely harsh.

The air in the room seemed to condense, looking extremely dull, and his breathing seemed to be about to suffocate.

I don’t know how long it took, the door that closed the house was slightly opened, and a squeak sounded. Several Japanese soldiers surrounded each other and squeezed in from outside, walking staggeringly, while walking in, and singing Japanese songs loudly with the sake that they had not finished drinking in their hands.

It seems that these guys went to the tavern outside to drink, and they didn't come back from outside until this time. Perhaps because of the drunkenness, their eyes were so loose that they couldn't see what was happening inside.

In addition, Han Zhengdong and others dealt with the traces in the house in advance, and these Japanese men found no abnormalities when they entered.

One of the Japanese officers with the rank of lieutenant was not sure if they were too tired or were seriously drunk. When they came to the middle of the room, their whole body sat on the sofa on one side as if they had lost their strength, and then they all leaned against the sofa chair behind them.

Just as he leaned against the chair behind, he touched the blood on the sofa with his right hand, feeling very wet and uncomfortable, so he immediately took his hand away from the blood and said to a Japanese soldier beside him: "Kun Ozawa, how did you get your wine to my hands? It's a waste!"

"Hisser Kawashima, what are you talking about? This is obviously red wine, but it is the wine that women drink. Ozawa doesn't drink it!" When Ozawa heard the lieutenant's words, he immediately pressed his hazy eyes, held the lieutenant's fingers stained with blood, took a careful and serious look, then pushed away his hands from many parties, and said decisively to the lieutenant Kawashima.

"Red wine?" As soon as he heard Ozawa's words, the Japanese lieutenant didn't feel anything before, but after hearing the words clearly, he immediately said to Ozawa beside him, "No, no one of us wants red wine today."

At this time, Kawashima discovered something was wrong and his whole body became nervous immediately, as if all his drunkenness had disappeared. Therefore, he immediately stood up from the sofa and said to all the Japanese soldiers around him: "No, aren't Baiye Jun and the others playing cards? Why did they suddenly disappear?"

At this time, an unknown word flashed in his mind, as if danger had come to them. His conditioned reflexive skills touched the short knife on his waist, intending to draw out the saber to defend himself.

But at this moment, a cold short knife was directly placed on his neck. The blade of the short knife was stained with blood. It could be seen that it should be something that had just killed someone.

At this moment, Kawashima was stiff and did not dare to make any moves, for fear that he would give his life here if he accidentally did.

He originally wanted to call the Japanese around him to help him rescue him, but he didn't expect that those drunk guys were basically like him, with a short knife on his neck, and his life was controlled in the other party's hands.

The only difference is that he is sober, while the other Japanese are confused. I am afraid that at this time, they have not felt that the danger has come to their side and may lose their lives at any time.

"Who are you? What do you want to do?" Seeing that no one would help him, the second lieutenant of the Japanese said to the person who was holding him with a knife behind him.

Obviously, until this moment, he didn't know who broke into the room. The only thing he knew was that these people were not their own.

"It's the Chinese who came to take your life!" Han Zhengdong said this to the Japanese at this time. After saying that, he raised his hand and fell. The short knife quickly cut into the Japanese lieutenant's neck, which killed the Japanese lieutenant on the spot.

The other brothers also took action at this time, neatly and without any hesitation. They only saw the drunk Japanese devils still drowsy and had already lost their lives.

By this time, Han Zhengdong and his friends had completely cleaned up the dozen Japanese devils in the city, and immediately confiscated their weapons and ammunition, and then arranged to clean the house and dragged the bodies to the mountain behind the town for burning.

At this time, none of the puppet troops on the street were spared from being completely dealt with by He Guoqing and Chu Huaichen and others, and the bodies were being processed.

Wang Si came in from outside with the main force of the commando team. When he saw the Japanese plaster flag on the city wall, he immediately said to Company Commander Yang here: "Cut this off for me, I'm angry when I see it!"

"You two go up and get me the Japanese flag!" Hearing Wang Si's words, Company Commander Yang immediately gave an order to the brothers beside him.
Chapter completed!