Chapter seven hundred and ninety-eight the devil who vomited blood
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The top hatch made a sound, and a strong burning smell immediately dissipated. Then thick smoke came out along the gap and quickly spread to the surroundings.
He Zhenzhong winked at the Chinese soldiers around him, signaling them to get ready, and then he also put on a gas mask.
Quack, quack, quack.
boom.
The hatch suddenly flipped over, and the thick smoke was like a twisted dragon, twisting, rolling, and rising into the sky. And in the smoke, the voice of a Japanese submarine soldier was dark, accompanied by constant coughing.
"Don't be afraid, we are here to save you." He Zhenzhong roared and made a gesture, then he rushed over, kicked his feet, and rushed to the cabin door with a cry of his body, and jumped.
Boom.
"ah."
The corners of the mouths of the few Chinese soldiers behind him couldn't help but twitch. They estimated that the guy was about to fall to death. They didn't dare to delay at all. Time was urgent, so they grabbed various testing instruments and quickly followed him.
There was thick smoke everywhere inside the submarine, and open flames could be seen burning in many places, and sporadic explosions could be heard from time to time. Moreover, the cabin sections of the submarines everywhere had been blocked by iron doors to prevent the thick smoke and fire.
The spread may also have the purpose of preventing them from going to other cabins.
Wearing gas masks, the thick smoke had no effect on He Zhenzhong. With a wave of his hand, the engineers and technicians dispersed and headed towards various important target locations.
boom.
He Zhenzhong kicked a Japanese who was fainted by the thick smoke, waved his hand, and immediately two soldiers walked past.