mtl008 Chapter 541: Almost Killed by a Grenade
Chapter 541: Almost Killed by a Grenade
Zhang Yunhe felt excited when he heard the sound, and immediately sawed the door with the sharp teeth on his wrist blade.
The teeth on the wrist blade were so sharp that after a short while, a big hole was sawed out in the door of the lounge.
The thick wooden board that was cut by the saw fell to the ground in the lounge, scaring the waitress to scream again.
Zhang Yunhe retracted his wrist blade, and with a thought, his body entered invisible state again. He stretched his arm into the sawed hole and pulled open the iron bolt behind the door!
When the door of the lounge was pushed open, Zhang Yunhe walked in, but saw that the Japanese female waitress had already opened the window and was about to go out. She looked back at the door, her eyes showing extreme fear, and she opened her mouth and screamed and jumped out.
With a "bang", there was a sound of heavy object hitting outside the window.
Zhang Yunhe immediately rushed to the window and looked out. The Japanese waitress was lying on a rock with her snow-white legs spread out, and bright red blood was flowing from under her head.
"What a shame for such white legs!"
Zhang Yunhe sighed, turned around and was about to leave the lounge when he found a triangular-head key on the small table next to him.
He reached out and picked it up to look at it. "This thing should be the key that the conductor uses to open the door on the train, right?"
Holding the triangle-head key, Zhang Yunhe walked out of the lounge. He came to the aisle door, turned the door handle to open it, and looked up. The back of the glass on the door of the 9th carriage was covered with some cloth, so he couldn't see the situation inside the 9th carriage. There should be a large number of Japanese soldiers gathered there.
The perspective scanning function of the Iron Blood Biochemical Mask was activated at Zhang Yunhe's will. In the picture, the Japanese soldiers with guns were hiding behind the rows of tables and chairs in the 9th carriage, on full alert.
Zhang Yunhe thought for a moment, closed the door of carriage No. 10 behind him, and then locked it with a special key.
He decided to sneak over the roof and attack the Japanese soldiers in the 9th carriage from behind.
After reaching the exit door, Zhang Yunhe used the key to open it again. A gust of cold wind blew in, but it had no effect on him.
Standing at the exit door, Zhang Yunhe stuck his head out to observe the outer shell of the carriage, found the iron ladder for climbing, and then used his hands and feet to climb to the roof.
When he was about to reach the roof, he stopped and took out a pistol with a silencer from his backpack, because he had discovered through scanning that there were several Japanese soldiers on the roof of the connecting car between the 9th and 8th cars.
He climbed up slowly, and when he saw the four Japanese soldiers squatting on the roof of the car on guard, he immediately raised his pistol and fired four shots.
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The four devils were shot one after another, fell down and rolled off the train.
Zhang Yunhe immediately climbed onto the roof of the train car, crouched down and tried to be as quiet as possible without making any noise.
Soon he arrived at the roof of the carriage connecting the 8th and 9th carriages. There were two Japanese corpses lying on the roof. He reached out and put the corpses and weapons into the backpack space.
At this time, a Japanese soldier stuck his head out from the iron ladder on the outer shell of the carriage and saw Zhang Yunhe's blurry, translucent figure. He immediately shouted: "Enemy, the enemy is on the roof. He is coming from the roof to kill them. It is an invisible monster, monster..."
Before he could finish his words, Zhang Yunhe shot him in the forehead and his body fell to the ground.
The Japanese soldiers in the 8th and 9th carriages were instantly in an uproar when they heard the shouting.
"You, you, and you, the three of you, open the door over there and get on the roof! The three of you, go out from this door and get on the roof, kill him for me, no matter what kind of monster he is, kill him for me!" Squadron leader Ken Okada pointed at several Japanese soldiers and gave orders loudly.
"Hurry up!" The soldiers immediately responded and took action quickly.
When I got off the car at the door, two Japanese soldiers were on high alert, with beads of sweat dripping down their heads.
Zhang Yunhe lay at the junction of the two carriages, hooked his feet on an iron bar, and looked inside the car with his head and upper body hanging down. He saw two Japanese soldiers standing guard with guns, but they couldn't see him.
Two shots were fired, and two Japanese soldiers fell down.
Zhang Yunhe grabbed the edge of the roof with both hands, flipped over and hung himself at the door, then landed steadily inside the car. Under his feet were the two Japanese soldiers he had just shot and killed.
At this time, hurried footsteps were heard. Zhang Yunhe immediately turned around and saw two Japanese soldiers with guns rushing out from the 9th carriage.
"Chiu, click" the pistol fired a bullet and killed the Japanese soldier in front, and then it ran out of bullets.
A Japanese soldier behind him looked at Zhang Yunhe in horror and immediately raised his rifle. Zhang Yunhe pushed the corpse over and hit it on the opponent's bayonet, then took out two submachine guns from the backpack.
Three gunshots of "da da da" killed the Japanese soldier behind the corpse, but another Japanese soldier rushed out from behind and shot Zhang Yunhe in the chest.
With a "ding" sound, the bullet hit the breastplate, creating a series of sparks and then bounced off.
"Da da da" Zhang Yunhe immediately fired a volley of bullets, and the third Japanese soldier slowly fell down with his back against the wall in unwillingness.
The door of the 8th carriage opened and the sound came over. Zhang Yunhe didn't observe it at all. He stretched out his submachine gun, pulled the trigger and fired: "Da Da Da"
Several Japanese soldiers rushed out one after another, but they were all shot down by Zhang Yunhe with a submachine gun. Their bodies blocked the aisle. The Japanese soldiers behind saw that several of their companions who rushed out were killed one after another, and they dared not rush forward anymore. They retreated and hid behind the seats. The car door slowly closed due to the tension of the spring.
At this moment, the glass on the aisle door of the 8th carriage was smashed by a fire axe, and then a black iron lump was thrown out and fell at Zhang Yunhe's feet.
Zhang Yunhe looked down and was immediately frightened to death. His feet seemed to have springs on them and he quickly jumped out of the car door.
With a loud "bang", the grenade exploded, and a large amount of shrapnel and debris rushed out with the air wave.
The train was still moving. Zhang Yunhe was holding the iron ladder on the outer shell of the carriage with one hand, and his body swayed with the shaking of the carriage.
"Damn, I almost died here!"
Zhang Yunhe was frightened just thinking about it. If he had reacted a second slower, he would have been either dead or crippled.
He stretched out his other hand and grabbed the iron ladder on the outer shell of the carriage, pulled his body back and stood on the ladder, then opened the three-dimensional virtual image to explore. The aisle connecting the adjacent carriages was in ruins due to the explosion just now. Several Japanese soldiers had already pushed open the doors of the 8th and 9th carriages and walked over with guns.
There were also three Japanese soldiers on the roof of each of the two carriages, approaching this side from both ends.
Zhang Yunhe took out a grenade from the backpack and quietly pulled out the safety pin.
After the two groups of Japanese soldiers in the carriage came to the aisle connecting the carriages, he immediately released the safety and waited for three seconds before throwing the grenade in from the exit door.
"Ah, grenade, hand..."
With a loud "bang", the grenade exploded, and a gust of air accompanied by a large amount of debris flew out.