pertwk Chapter 201 Kamiya Yukinosuke
Chapter 201 Kamiya Yukinosuke
"You son of a bitch!" Yan Shuo no longer hid, his tone icy and sharp. With a furious shout, he raised his hand and pulled the trigger.
The silenced pistol emitted a muffled "thud," and the bullets were fired precisely at Feng Yaodong and the others without the slightest hesitation.
At the same time, the two weapon dolls beside him also fired their guns, pointing them at the seven people in the living room without the slightest hesitation.
The seven people in the living room were completely unprepared, chatting and laughing as they prepared for their feast. They panicked the moment they heard the gunshot and frantically reached for the gun at their waist, but it was too late.
The bullets struck their vital points precisely. Feng Yaodong, Gao Ye, Gao Peng, and the others fell into pools of blood without even uttering a sound, their deaths inevitable.
Just then, a burst of gunfire suddenly came from overhead, the "bang bang bang" sound breaking the tranquility of the living room.
Yan Shuo looked up abruptly, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes. Good heavens, there were more than a dozen people standing on the second-floor railing, holding long and short guns, their expressions solemn, firing wildly at the living room. Judging from their clothes and demeanor, they were clearly Japanese soldiers.
"Damn! There was an ambush!" Yan Shuo cursed under his breath, quickly shrank back, rolled on the spot, and darted out of the living room to hide in the corner between the yard and the living room—a spot that could block the view and shooting angle from the second floor, allowing him to catch his breath for a while.
"Ding-dong! Ding-dong!" Several crisp sounds rang out as two or three hand grenades were thrown down from the second floor, landing at the living room doorway, about to explode.
"Go! Run!" Yan Shuo shouted, quickly ordering the two weapon dolls beside him to take cover, while he himself leaped out of the corner of the wall and ran towards the center of the courtyard to avoid the area where the grenade would explode.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!" Three loud explosions rang out in succession. The grenade exploded at the entrance to the living room, flames shot into the sky, and debris and wood chips flew everywhere. The people who were already dead in the living room were blown to pieces by the force of the explosion, a gruesome sight.
"Damn it, they dare to bomb me? Do they really think I don't have bombs?" Yan Shuo hid in the corner of the courtyard wall, staring at the Japanese soldiers on the second floor. A fierce glint flashed in his eyes. Without hesitation, he took out three hand grenades from his magic weapon, pulled the pins at the same time, snapped them together, and threw them fiercely towards the second-floor window in the last few seconds before the explosion.
Before the grenade on the second floor could explode, Yan Shuo pulled out two more grenades, quickly pulled the pins, snapped them together, and threw them towards the living room on the first floor—since he was going to start, he would kill them all and not give these Japanese soldiers and traitors any chance to retaliate.
"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!" Five loud explosions rang out in succession, and the windows on the second floor and the living room on the first floor were engulfed in flames one after another. The flames illuminated the entire courtyard. From the second floor came a series of shouts and cries, including the angry roars of Japanese soldiers, the wails of the wounded, and the screams of Chinese traitors. It was a scene of utter chaos.
Yan Shuo did not stop. He continued to take out grenades from his magical artifact and throw them one by one in the direction of the sound. Each grenade landed precisely where there was movement, and the explosions echoed through the night sky, giving the enemy no chance to catch their breath.
About two minutes later, the shouting and cursing in the yard and the villa ceased, and the painful groans were completely silenced. Only the thick smoke from the explosion slowly rose and filled the air, mixed with the nauseating smell of blood and gunpowder.
After confirming that there was no movement, Yan Shuo carefully led the two weapon dolls into the villa and began searching.
In the living room, Feng Yaodong and his six confidants and guards were already dead, their bodies lying haphazardly on the ground, mangled and a gruesome sight.
Yan Shuo glanced at it, didn't stop, and went straight up to the second floor.
There were still people on the second floor who hadn't been completely killed by the explosion; he wanted to clean them up one by one, leaving no future trouble.
The corridor and rooms on the second floor were in a mess, with rubble and bloodstains everywhere. More than a dozen Japanese soldiers lay on the ground, including three privates, two sergeants, one second lieutenant, and several ordinary soldiers, all of whom were lifeless and had obviously been killed by grenades.
"Tsk tsk, Feng Yaodong, you're a complete and utter idiot!"
Yan Shuo looked at Feng Yaodong's corpse, shook his head, and shouted with disdain, "When you were in the Military Intelligence Bureau, you enjoyed the treatment of a general, held real power, and were incredibly prestigious. How could you be so brainless as to run to the Japanese and become their dog?"
"Look at you, after defecting to the enemy, all you deserve is a second lieutenant to 'protect' you—frankly, to monitor you!"
Yan Shuo's tone was harsh and full of sarcasm, "You can't even gain the trust of the Japanese, yet you're here drinking and eating meat, smug and self-satisfied. You're hopelessly stupid!"
"Just because Colonel Yuichi Sato personally received you, you've forgotten your own surname? You've forgotten you're Chinese?"
Yan Shuo grew angrier with each curse, his tone filled with fury and contempt. "You're only good for intelligence from the Shanghai station. Don't you have any self-awareness? You've played intelligence warfare terribly. The Japanese don't even care about you. They just use you as bait, to throw you away after they're done, as bait for fishing. You're a complete joke!"
"You idiot! Moron! Moron! There's no one dumber than you in the world, even a pig is smarter than you!"
Just then, the weapon doll suddenly sounded an alarm—a piercing alarm sounded from afar, getting closer and closer, clearly from the Special Higher Police and the Military Police, who were rushing over after hearing the explosion.
Yan Shuo's expression changed. Without lingering, he cursed under his breath, "Damn it!" and turned to run towards the courtyard. He activated his invisibility card, leaped over the wall, jumped into the car that was already waiting by the roadside, and said urgently, "Drive! Let's go!"
Xiao Mi immediately started the car, floored the accelerator, and the engine roared. The car sped away from Fengtai Road like an arrow, disappearing into the vast night in an instant, leaving behind only a ruined villa, the increasingly piercing alarm, and the Japanese soldiers rushing to the scene, their faces filled with panic and rage.
The car sped along, avoiding several Japanese patrol posts, and finally came to a slow stop near the headquarters of the military police.
Yan Shuo pushed open the car door and got out, his fingertips lightly stroking the pistol at his waist. His gaze swept over the brightly lit building of the military police headquarters, and a knowing look flashed in his eyes.
He wasn't particularly close to the people at the Military Police Headquarters. He only knew a few officers of the rank of major, and had hardly ever dealt with the higher-ranking officers. However, he had already planted a hidden thread here—a Japanese chef named Kamiya Konosuke.
Konosuke Kamiya's Japanese culinary skills were already close to those of a head chef at a large restaurant. He was considered a "star chef" in the canteen of the Military Police Headquarters, and had many loyal customers.
Many Japanese soldiers and officers would go out of their way to order food from his window, just to taste the authentic Nagasaki flavor.