"Bang bang!" Before the Japanese soldier finished speaking, two gunshots were fired, all hitting him. The man in black who opened the way did not give these Japanese soldiers any chance. He held two box guns in his hands and fired his bow left and right. The gun was deadly.
Never vague.
Ma Xingkong, who was in the sack, felt that the person carrying him was burly, probably a very fat guy, and he made a thumping sound when he walked. He also asked aloud, but no one said anything. Ma Xingkong was
Dian's internal organs were about to come out, and the already injured wounds were torn even wider.
This is a Mauser long gun, this is a short gun, this is a French gun, and this is an American gun. Ma Xingkong used his ears to judge the formation outside, "Boom!" There were even grenades, these people were really rich.
The aisle is narrow, and both sides cannot invest too much troops. They can only attack from the front and back directions. However, the men in black have accurate marksmanship. As long as they show up, they will be killed or wounded. There are also grenades, which makes the Japanese fight even harder. Ma Xingkong
After listening for a long time, I finally guessed who they were.
"Brother Mu, let me out and give me a gun. I have to kill these bastards!" Ma Xingkong shouted from inside the sack.
Monk Tongming opened the sack and said with a smile: "Brother, are you okay?"
Ma Xingkong wrapped the clothes around him, gritted his teeth and stood up: "You can't die!" Mu Yunchen threw a gun to Ma Xingkong, and Ma Xingkong weighed it in his hand: "Follow me.
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Turning around, the sound of gunshots came to mind. Although it was a short gun, no one could match Ma Xingkong's marksmanship. Every bullet went out, looking specifically for the center of the eyebrow. As long as he saw it, there would be only one result, death!
Two people in front, two people in the back, four people back to back, began to rush out. Bullets whizzed past in the corridor, whether they were our own or Japanese, they were surrounded by bullets. These four people were no longer alive or dead.
There was only one thought, to rush out before the bullets ran out.
"How much longer! I'm almost out of medicine!" Monk Tongming was a little anxious. More and more Japanese gathered together, and the hope of rushing out became smaller and smaller. Mu Yunchen also frowned and shot down the one who was chasing him.
The Japanese soldiers hurriedly posted at the corner of the aisle.
Hashimoto and Matsumoto were at the end of the team. There was a small team, more than 100, numbered to guard this place! Just four people were about to break through. If word got out, where would he lose his face? Matsumoto said: "Your Excellency, yes
Shouldn't we mobilize the nearby military police and police to come together?"
Hashimoto shook his head: "Let them go! Withdraw our people, I will attack immediately and report to His Majesty!"
"This! Why is this?" Matsumoto couldn't believe it. How could the person who wanted to assassinate the emperor be let go so easily. Hashimoto's eyes widened: "Do as I say! Do you understand?"
"Hai!" Matsumoto had no choice but to agree immediately.
The sudden retreat of the Japanese surprised Ma Xingkong and others. But it was also a good thing. It was not advisable to stay here for a long time. Mu Yunchen waved his hand, picked up Ma Xingkong and rushed outside. When they saw the sun, several people looked up.
He took a deep breath. He got into the car that had been prepared and disappeared in a flash.
Matsumoto emerged from the ground and looked at the rows of corpses on the ground. His teeth itched with hatred. Not only did he let people go, but so many Japanese warriors died. He didn't understand Hashimoto's actions, and of course he didn't understand the emperor's purpose.
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Ma Xingkong's car drove all the way out of Kyoto City and stopped at the foot of Mount Fuji. Ma Xingkong was helped out of the car. Mu Yunchen looked around and then said, "It's safe now! Let's go!"
Everyone felt relieved, and then Ma Xingkong felt that the pain in his chest was unbearable. The blood had already soaked up the front of his clothes. Miezi shook her head and said: "We can't leave, we have to stop the bleeding quickly. If this continues, he will die!"
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Monk Tongming looked around: "How can there be any doctor in this barren mountain? Even if there is one, he is Japanese!"
Miezi smiled: "Have you forgotten what Brother Mu used to do?"
"Yes, yes!" Monk Tongming patted his forehead: "Brother Mu is just a doctor, isn't he? Hurry, stop the bleeding!"
Ma Xingkong's wound was too big, and there was no necessary alcohol or bandage, so Mu Yunchen was helpless. Seeing that Mu Yunchen didn't speak, Ma Xingkong knew something was wrong. He endured the pain and said with a smile: "
It’s okay, let’s go! We’ll talk about it when we get there!”
Mount Fuji is a famous mountain in Japan. There are many temples on the mountain and the scenery is particularly beautiful. All year round, the snow on the top of the mountain does not melt, just like wearing a white hat. There are many cherry blossom trees on the mountain. In spring, the fragrance spreads thousands of miles away.
, with petals of cherry blossoms flying in the wind, it is definitely a good place to fall in love.
In a temple halfway up the mountain, Ma Xingkong sat down on the ground. Chiyoko looked at Ma Xingkong's injuries and burst into tears. Ma Xingkong actually smiled and comforted her. Monk Tongming saw what was on the altar table.
He picked up a handful of incense ash from the incense burner and sprinkled it on Ma Xingkong's wound. Ma Xingkong almost fainted from the pain.
Tongming sprinkled it and said: "This is a good thing. It can be used to treat injuries and relieve pain. I have eaten it before!"
Mu Yunchen hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop him, but he was not as fast as Monk Tongming. He poured out a few handfuls of incense ashes and actually stopped the bleeding. Ma Xingkong also turned into a native. His whole body and even his hair were covered with blood.
Chiyoko hurriedly fetched water to help him clean up the incense ashes. Ma Xingkong shook the incense ashes from his face and didn't know what to say.
"Brother Mu, why didn't you leave?" Ma Xingkong asked.
Mu Yunchen said: "We attacked Hirohito on the way and went to Kawashima's house. We heard gunshots and didn't see you coming out for a long time. We knew something was wrong. Originally we planned to leave, but Chiyoko had to wait for you, so
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"That's why we stayed!" Monk Tongming said, "Buddha said he was compassionate and abandoned his friends, but he never did it!"
Ma Xingkong nodded, "Everyone save my life, Ma Xingkong, and I, Ma Xingkong, will repay you generously!"
Mieko said: "Don't thank me. We would have left long ago. If Chiyoko hadn't insisted on not leaving, we wouldn't have rescued you!"
Ma Xingkong took Chiyoko's hand and nodded to him. Chiyoko just smiled slightly and continued to clean up the incense ashes for Ma Xingkong.
The bleeding stopped, but starting from night, Ma Xingkong started to have a fever. Mu Yunchen's worries came again, he frowned: "It should be an infection, and we must be sent to the hospital, otherwise Ma Xingkong will be violent."
What a blessing!"
"No! This is Japan, and the hospitals are all Japanese! To send someone to the hospital is to throw yourself into a trap!" Tongming firmly objected and grabbed Mu Yunchen: "You are a doctor, you must have something to do!"
"Then go get some medicine, otherwise I won't be able to do anything!" Mu Yunchen said.
"What kind of medicine! I'll get it!" Tongming immediately took care of it.
Chiyoko also took up the position: "Master, I will go with you. I know a place. The person there is my father's friend. He will definitely help us!"