On the battlefield of life-and-death struggle, do whatever you can, and there are no restrictions on the means. As long as you can kill the opponent and let yourself survive. The fastest updated ( ·~ ) This is the only law of survival on the battlefield.
There is no doubt that based on the battle that has taken place and the situation at this moment, Tazawa has been defeated. He has no ammunition, and even the tactical blade has been empty.
The windbreaker fell to the ground, and the tactical blade also fell to the ground, making a crisp sound.
"Now, you don't even have your tactical blade?" The man's joking voice came from behind the door.
"I can still kill you. If you don't believe it, you can come out and try." Tazawa said.
"You can still maintain your sense of humor. You are really the most interesting opponent I have ever encountered."
"The sound of our gunfire will alert the residents here. I believe that a large group of police and special forces are coming here at this moment. I really don't mind talking about my sense of humor with you, but are you sure you are not anxious?"
"?" Tazawa said with a smile.
A black shadow jumped out of the door quickly. He was tall and burly, wearing a mask, a bulletproof vest, holding an M16A2 rifle, and a professional armed bag tied to his leg, which contained a pistol and a tactical rifle.
Knife, full of American special forces style.
The moment he jumped out of the door, he adjusted the gun and tried to aim it at Tazawa.
Tazawa raised his hands high, but instead of standing there waiting for the opponent to take aim, he jumped and quickly jumped to the other wall of the corridor.
"Good skills, but...kneel down!" the gunman roared angrily and adjusted the muzzle again.
But at this moment, the tactical straight knife behind him suddenly trembled, flew over with a whoosh, and with a click, it pierced hard into the gunman's right elbow.
"Ah..." A scream came out of the gunman's throat. He didn't understand who attacked him. His first reaction was to shoot and kill the fat man. But the elbow is a very important joint of the entire arm. The hand
With a sharp tactical fixed knife stuck in his elbow, his right arm was essentially useless and he couldn't shoot at all.
However, the gunman's reaction was also very quick. He gave up the rifle and used his left hand to pull out the pistol in the holster. He thought he still had an advantage, because Tazawa still raised his hands like a fool, and he didn't
The gun can be used. If you use a pistol to deal with an unarmed fat man, even if you are missing an arm, you are sure to win.[~]
The ideas are usually beautiful, but the reality is often cruel.
Before the gunman could successfully pull out the pistol from the holster, he was surprised to see a cold light flying out from under his fat clothes at an extremely fast speed. Before he could see clearly what it was, something suddenly appeared on his left wrist.
There was a small, shiny flying knife. It was a very sharp small flying knife. It was inserted very deep and hard, until it reached the handle.
Swish! Another two rays of cold light flew, and there were two more small flying knives on the gunman's knees. They were inserted equally fiercely until they reached the hilt of the knife. Before the gunman could figure out what was going on, he
He had lost his fighting power and his body suddenly fell to the ground.
The fourth ray of cold light suddenly flew out. This time, the speed was not very fast, but it penetrated the gunman's teeth just in time. Strangely, the small flying knife suddenly stirred automatically, knocking out all the teeth of the gunman.
Tazawa then put down his raised hands, quickly walked over, pinched the shooter's jaw, and took out the teeth inside. Sure enough, there was a very realistic denture inside, and the suicide capsule inside the denture could be vaguely seen.
The gunman looked at Tazawa in horror, his mind in chaos.
"You must be wondering how I did it, right?" Tazawa said, while pulling out the tactical fixed knife and three throwing knives from the gunman.
A muffled voice came from the gunman's throat, "You... are not a human being!"
Tazawa smiled, "Yes, I am not a human, but I am just not a woman. I know what you are wondering, and I don't mind telling you that this is the latest precision-guided flying knife developed by our country. It is similar to
Accurately guided missiles are just as useful."
Gunner, "..."
Anyone who believes this should see a psychiatrist.
Tazawa pulled off the hood of his gunman. As he judged, the gunman was a blond and blue-eyed Caucasian. The first photo on the memory card suddenly appeared in his mind, but in front of him,
This shooter is not the person in that photo.
Who is the person in that photo? Who is the gunman in front of him? Most importantly, who is Despair? For a moment, Tazawa's heart was filled with confusion. He discovered that although he had captured the sniper,
The threat of Desperate Housewives still exists, and it is still difficult for him to complete the tasks assigned to him by Su Dingshan.
"You know I have a lot of questions to ask you. How about you tell me and I'll call an ambulance for you? Although the injuries on your body are not fatal, at this rate of bleeding, you will lose blood in half an hour.
Death from too much.【叶*】【*】"Tazawa said.
The gunman opened his mouth and spat a mouthful of blood on Tazawa's face.
Tazawa reached out to wipe away the blood and slapped the gunman on the face. Then, he grabbed the gunman by his collar and dragged him into the house.
It was devastated. The sofa, TV, coffee table, etc. in the living room were all smashed by bullets. The ground was covered with bullets, glass fragments and concrete fragments from the walls. Under the window of the living room, Tazawa saw a light sniper rifle.
In the corridor leading from the dormitory to the living room, he saw two corpses, a white-haired old man and a man in his early thirties. It was not difficult to see that the gunman killed the owner when he invaded here.
A surge of anger suddenly rose in his heart. Tazawa threw the gunman onto the broken sofa. Then he took a tactical fixed knife and a throwing knife in his hand. After looking at it, he finally chose the tactical fixed knife. Torture
, a larger, more fierce-looking tactical fixed knife is better.
"I know you have a lot of problems, but I won't tell you. Do you want to torture me? You can start now. I have received professional pain training. I don't mind telling you that I once fell into the hands of Al Qaeda.
Those people tortured me for a month, but they couldn't get a word out of my mouth." There was no look of fear on the gunman's face.
"I will tell you the questions I want to ask now. The first one, who is Desperate Housewives? The second one, what is the purpose of kidnapping Zeng Baolin and his family? The third one, am I also the target of Desperate Housewives?"
"Hahaha... your sense of humor is really great. Did you think I would tell you?" the gunman said disdainfully.
"In the Qing Dynasty, there was a kind of torture called castration. Do you understand what it means? I can tell you that it is to confiscate your tool as a man." Tazawa said lightly: "This kind of punishment may not be the most painful.
Yes, but the impact will last a lifetime. After I torture you, you will lose the tools to be a man. Every day in the future, when you urinate or think about women, you will regret it and be in pain."
The gunman's eyes flickered.
"Now, I'll ask you one last time, will you answer my question?"
"Bah!" The gunman opened his mouth and spat out another mouthful of blood towards Tazawa.
This time, Tian Ze was on guard and turned his head to avoid it. Then, he untied the gunman's belt and pulled his pants down to the crook of his legs. Without questioning or hesitation, he raised the knife and dropped it, blood spurting out from her.
, seconds after the gunman spat at him, he used a tactical blade to cut off one of the gunman's testicles.
"Ah..." A pig-like scream burst out from the gunman's throat, and the severe pain made him tremble non-stop. He didn't expect that Tazawa would cut him just as he asked, so simply. He didn't expect that kind of body.
The fear of having a part cut off can be so intense that it is far beyond what those so-called tortures can compare to!
The reason is very simple. If the enemy whips you with a whip, even if your skin is torn and your flesh is dripping with blood, you still have time to recover, but you only have two eggs. After one is cut off, you will never be able to grow a new one.
This is torture that affects and makes people suffer for a lifetime!
"Now I'll ask you again, will you answer my question?" Tazawa threw the cut egg to the ground.
"You killed me!"
"I won't kill you. After I cut off your thing, I will call an ambulance for you and the doctor will save you. You will be sentenced to a suspended death sentence for the crimes you committed in China. This is not the death penalty.
But I guess you need to stay in prison until you are over 70 years old. I think the criminals in the prison may be very interested in a white man like you. Moreover, you are not a man's tool, and the criminals will treat you as a man.
My transsexual baby will love you especially."
"You are a devil!"
"I'll take it as a compliment. I'll ask you again, will you answer my question?" Tazawa slowly stretched the blood-stained tactical knife between the gunman's legs.
When the cold blade penetrated his skin, the gunman's last psychological defense collapsed. He had no doubt that Tazawa would cut off his thing and call him an ambulance. This was something he couldn't bear, and he couldn't bear it.
Facing the life after losing that thing in the future, he would rather die!
"Wait..." A trembling voice came from the gunman's throat.
"It seems you made a wise choice," Tazawa said calmly. In fact, he chose this method of torture to extract a confession, and his conscience was also very uneasy.
Castration in the Qing Dynasty was extremely cruel torture and was inhumane. What he did was indeed the devil's approach. However, being kind to the enemy is cruel to oneself. Looking at what he did from another angle, if this
The master of the house is still alive. Wouldn't it be a pleasure to see what he has done?
"I am not a Desperate Housewife. My name is Pearson. I am a professional killer. I took a commission, captured the student, and then looked for an opportunity to assassinate you. As far as your skills are concerned, I realized that I am just a chess piece.
"So who is the Desperate Housewives?"
"I don't know...I really don't know."
"Do you expect to get away with this?"
"Everything I said is true! However, although I don't know who Desperate Housewives is, I know what the student named Zeng Baolin did and where he is now."
"tell me!"
"The student named Zeng Baolin joined an emerging terrorist organization called 'Digital Kingdom'. This terrorist organization has no boundaries or religions. It just has an extreme idea to purify the world. As far as I know,
Desperate Housewives has become the organization's chief agent. As for why you became her target, I don't know."
"So what did Zeng Baolin do?" Tian Ze asked.
"He passed the assessment of Digital Domain and became one of them. But not only that, he perfected a very important program of Digital Domain. It is said that there have been errors in that program from its birth to the present, and no one can solve it.
problem, but I don’t know why, but this Chinese student named Zeng Baolin did it. Therefore, he should now be a very important member of the Digital Kingdom."
"Wait, you confused me. You said you received a commission to capture Zeng Baolin, and then looked for opportunities to assassinate me. Didn't Digital Domain pay you a commission? How could this organization pay you to capture this person?
Where is a very important member of the organization?"
Pearson smiled bitterly and said: "I am a professional killer. I have my rules. I never ask the identity of my employer or the reason. In this operation, I don't know who paid me the commission. You can guess for yourself. This is me
With all the information I know, even if you continue to torture me, I won’t be able to answer your questions.”
After a moment of silence, Tian Zecai said: "Okay, I believe you." After a pause, he said again: "Now tell me where Zeng Baolin is."
"Tianma Club." Pearson gave an address, and then said: "But you have to hurry up. Zeng Baolin has probably left."
"I know. I will call an ambulance for you." Tazawa said.
Qin Tai appeared at the door. He glanced into the room and said coldly: "Did he kill my brother?"
Tian Ze shook his head, "It's not him." After a pause, he said, "I am also a target. Let's go to the Tianma Club now."