Anti-Japanese War: Starting from Yaobai

Chapter 2616: Heroes are immortal!

After realizing that they might have been exposed, the hotel owner acted decisively and quickly gave an order: "Quick! Pack up the important things and go out the back door. Move quickly!"

Upon hearing this, the men immediately took action to collect the gold, silver and valuables, and packed up all the valuables.

However, fate did not seem to let them off easily. At this moment, a series of rapid and heavy knocks on the door sounded like a death warrant, accompanied by several rude curses and threats: "Open the door! Special High Section! If you don't open the door, we will kick it down!"

The hotel owner was shocked. He didn't expect the enemy to come so quickly.

And it goes without saying that they are surrounded and their hope of escape is slim.

However, it is impossible to let him sit and wait for death.

He quickly pulled out a hidden pistol from under the counter and winked at the remaining men, signaling them to hide and prepare for battle.

Outside the door, the traitors' patience had run out. With an order, the door was violently pushed open, and a group of people armed with guns rushed into the store. The agents of the Special High Police followed closely behind and broke into the pub as well.

"Don't move!"

The traitor who was at the front shouted, but saw that the hotel was empty.

While the traitor was still in a daze, the hotel owner had already pulled the trigger.

boom!

A gunshot was heard, and the hotel owner flashed and jumped out from a hidden corner, pointing his pistol at the traitor walking in front and shot him.

The traitor was shot in the chest and flew backwards screaming.

This sudden attack caught the Japanese and traitors off guard.

The Japanese soldiers from the Special High Police reacted quickly and fired back, and a crazy fight ensued between the two sides.

There was a burst of gunfire in the pub, and bullets drew deadly tracks in the air.

The hotel owner used tables and chairs as cover and fought back and forth with seven or eight traitors and Japanese spies.

The three waiters in the hotel were not idle either. They each found a weapon, approached the Japanese and traitors from the dark, and looked for opportunities to engage in close combat with them.

They had no guns, just whatever weapons they could find.

One of the guys, holding a sharp kitchen knife, quietly approached a traitor. He rushed forward and stabbed the traitor with the knife.

The knife was hesitant and hasty, and lost its aim. It was clearly aimed at the traitor's head, but ended up chopping off his shoulder. The traitor howled like a pig being slaughtered.

At this time, the Japanese soldier next to the traitor hurried over to support him and was about to shoot with his pistol in hand.

But unexpectedly, at this moment, a stick came and knocked the gun out of his hand, and then hit the Japanese soldier on the head with the stick while he screamed in pain.

After being hit, the Japanese soldier fainted on the spot.

But there were many Japanese traitors, and one of them fired a shot, hitting the guy holding the stick in the shoulder.

Just as he was about to fire the second shot, a wine bottle suddenly flew over and hit him in the eye.

The wine bottle shattered upon impact, and the traitor screamed and stumbled backwards, with blood gushing out of his eye.

"idiot!"

The Japanese officer was angry and ordered more traitors and Japanese to charge forward.

The battle became more intense, with gunshots and shouts ringing in the tavern.

Although the Japanese Special High Section agents were well-trained and had fierce firepower, the hotel owner and his men, relying on their familiarity with the terrain and their strong will, managed to drag the enemy into a war of attrition.

Every confrontation is a life-and-death struggle, and every gunshot means someone will fall.

Finally, after a fierce exchange of fire, the hotel owner was unfortunately shot, but he endured the pain, used up his last bit of strength, and fired another shot, taking away a Japanese agent.

At the same time, the three men were also injured, but they did not retreat, and still held their positions and fought desperately with the Japanese traitors. "Go!... Go!..."

The hotel owner used all his strength to shout to the remaining guys. He knew that if this continued, everyone would die.

The guys had tears in their eyes but shook their heads firmly. They chose to stay and stand by their boss.

What's more, they have nowhere to retreat.

They roared and fought the Japs desperately with kitchen knives, sticks, and even with their bare hands.

But there were too many Japanese devils and traitors, and they soon fell in a pool of blood.

The hotel owner's eyes were red, and he could no longer hide his anger.

He loaded the last six bullets into the magazine, stood up suddenly, and fired continuously at the Japanese soldiers rushing towards him.

boom!

The Japanese soldier who was rushing in the front was shot and flew backwards like a dead dog.

But the Japanese behind took the opportunity and shot the hotel owner as well.

This bullet also hit the hotel owner in the chest, and the cruel bullet left a deep bloody hole in the hotel owner's chest.

The hotel owner's body tilted and shook violently, but he did not fall down.

He pulled the trigger at the Japanese again, and the Japanese who fired the gun was hit and screamed.

The Japanese and traitors behind opened fire.

The hotel owner was constantly hit by bullets, and the bright red blood had already dyed his entire body red.

But the hotel owner did not fall down, but kept pulling the trigger shooting one shot after another.

His eyes were dim, as if he had died long ago, but his body was still carrying out the orders given to him in life.

Click! Click!

The bullets had long been used up, but the hotel owner, who was supporting his body with one hand on the table, was still pulling the trigger.

The Japanese and traitors were shocked by this scene.

Judging from the other party's injuries, even ten hotel owners should be dead by now.

But the other party is still moving.

A traitor said in horror: "Could he have turned into a ghost?"

boom!

Before the traitor could finish his words, he was kicked by a Japanese soldier, who cursed, "Baga, where are the ghosts in this world? There are only ghosts in our Great Empire of Japan. Go over and chop off his head."

But after cursing, the Japanese soldier involuntarily took half a step back.

Obviously, the devil was more afraid of ghosts than the traitor. He was just trying to be brave to prove that he had no fear.

As for why he asked the traitor to chop off the hotel owner's head, it was because the Japanese believed that the head was the residence of the human soul, and as long as the head was chopped off, the other person's soul would dissipate.

Although the traitor was terrified, he did not dare to disobey the devil's orders.

He felt his body and found no knife that could cut off his head. Then he looked at the hotel waiter who had died in the battle.

The guy had a kitchen knife in his hand, which he had seen before.

So he bent down and prepared to pick up the kitchen knife, which had several cracks on it, from the body of the waiter next to him.

But he pulled it and couldn't move it at all. The kitchen knife seemed to be born in the guy's hand.

The traitor was surprised and shone his flashlight, but he saw the guy's angry eyes. He screamed in fear and fainted!

(End of this chapter)