latelenovela Chapter 267 The last page of the letter is dead
Chapter 267 The last page of the letter is dead
Sitting in the car, Wei Yexin looked out the window and saw that his driver was being pinned down by a Chinese child's foot and couldn't move. He was surprised.
You should know that his driver was handpicked from among the best in the military. He was not only responsible for driving him around, but also for his safety when he went out. He was not only very skilled, but his swordsmanship level had also reached the master level.
He could easily take on five imperial soldiers with his bare hands on ordinary days.
Looking at the driver now struggling to get up from under a child's feet, the letter on the last page even wondered if the driver on the ground was just playing with the child.
But seeing the veins bulging on his driver's neck, it was clear he wasn't faking it.
The letter on the last page couldn't help but scrutinize the Chinese child from head to toe.
The child was dressed in a very festive floral cotton-padded jacket and wore a tiger-head hat. His face was completely covered, and apart from his big round eyes, nothing else could be seen. Although his face was not visible, anyone could tell at a glance that he was a child.
He was also wearing a pair of black gloves.
She was a little shorter than me, about 1.4 meters tall, and was wearing a pair of brown leather boots that covered her ankles, which looked quite like military boots.
Looking at the child in front of the car, a thought began to surface in the letter on the last page.
This child, so young, was able to so easily and decisively defeat his own driver, displaying strength no less than that of an adult. The letter on the last page recalled the practical test of the cyborg that the villager had just complained about.
But there's no time to waste on this child right now; he has to rush to the 5th Army to take charge of the overall situation.
He watched as the Imperial soldiers, who had already disembarked from the trucks behind him, ran rapidly toward him.
The letter on the last page opened the car window and addressed the adjutant who had hurriedly come to his car.
"Send another car to take me to Unit 5. You stay here, capture this child, bring him back to headquarters, and feed him well. Make sure he isn't hurt. I have a very important use for him."
"Hi."
The adjutant immediately turned to a Japanese soldier and whispered an order.
The Japanese soldier immediately turned around and ran back to headquarters to get a vehicle.
At this moment, Bai Luo, through the gap left by the Japanese soldiers, also noticed the letter in the back seat with the window open. He stared intently at the military rank on the letter's uniform.
Bai Luo was incredibly excited. Good heavens, he had crashed into a giant fish!
This is a Japanese general.
"You, you, you, and you. All four of you, put down your weapons and grab this child, but don't hurt him."
"Hi."
The Japanese soldiers who were named immediately removed their equipment and surrounded Bai Luo's position.
This also made Bai Luo, who had been staring at the letter on the last page, turn his attention back to the letter.
His gaze swept past the four Japanese soldiers who were closing in on him, taking in everyone around him.
It was already 6:20 a.m.
This intersection was also a main road, and many onlookers gradually gathered in the surrounding houses and along the street.
They kept pointing in this direction, their eyes filled with regret and anxiety as they looked at Bai Luo.
After looking around, Bai Luo noticed that so many people were staring at him, and realized that he couldn't easily use the weapons in his spatial dimension.
He glanced again at the letter from the back of his eye, who was sitting in the car.
His gaze then shifted to the Japanese soldiers who had approached him, a murderous glint flashing in his eyes.
The next moment, Bai Luo moved.
Bai Luo suddenly exerted force with the right foot of the Japanese driver that he was stepping on.
"Click-clack-click-clack,"
The Japanese driver, who was still struggling on the ground, suddenly coughed up blood. Lying on the ground, he looked at the foot that was stepping on his chest, and with his last bit of strength, he looked up at the Chinese child in front of him with an incredulous expression.
How dare he? How dare he kill himself in front of so many imperial soldiers?
But he didn't have time to figure this out. As Bai Luo's footwork increased, the broken ribs pierced the Japanese soldier's heart.
The Japanese driver felt a sudden, sharp pain in his chest, then his head lolled to the side and he stopped breathing.
It seems he can only ponder this problem in hell.
The four Japanese soldiers who surrounded Bai Luo also heard a series of cracking sounds coming from beneath his feet.
Qi Qi turned their gaze to Bai Luo's feet. Seeing their comrade lying dead with his eyes wide open, the four Japanese soldiers could no longer hold back and rushed towards Bai Luo, who was surrounded in the middle, in two fronts and two backs.
The surrounding people, seeing the four Japanese soldiers rushing towards the child in front of the car like four wild dogs, couldn't bear it and instinctively turned their heads away.
I don't want to see this child die a tragic death.
The letter on the last page also showed him seeing his driver's gruesome death, but he couldn't suppress the smile on his lips.
I'm increasingly convinced that my idea was right. If this child is raised for another two years, he will definitely be a qualified experimental subject.
Bai Luo watched as two Japanese soldiers rushed towards him from the front and two from the back.
With a powerful kick to the waist of the Japanese driver's corpse on the ground, the driver's body flew like a cannonball towards the two Japanese soldiers attacking him.
The moment the corpse touched the two Japanese soldiers, the two soldiers in front felt as if they had been hit by a speeding truck, and were sent flying through the air by the impact of their comrade's corpse.
It crashed into the Japanese soldiers guarding the front of the vehicle.
Finally, it crashed into several soldiers who were guarding the area around the vehicle before it came to a stop and fell to the ground.
The two Japanese soldiers who had just landed both coughed up blood. It seemed they wouldn't be able to get up anytime soon.
A gasp of surprise rippled through the surrounding crowd.
Bai Luo ignored the exclamations around him and glanced again at the last page of the letter that was being tightly protected in the car by more than 40 Japanese soldiers.
At the same time, he quickly turned around and delivered a roundhouse kick, slapping a Japanese soldier who was preparing to ambush him from behind with his 35-yard foot. The kick sent the Japanese soldier's head spinning 360 degrees.
As if a pause button had been pressed, his body froze, and he collapsed limply to the ground.
The other Japanese soldier behind him looked surprised, but his momentum did not diminish. He clenched his right fist and slammed it hard towards Bai Luo's face.
Bai Luo then took a half step back with his left leg and reached out his left hand to grab the arm of the Japanese soldier who was attacking him.
The instant Bai Luo grabbed the Japanese soldier's wrist, he swiftly pulled him forward with his left hand. The Japanese soldier felt a powerful force on his arm, which Bai Luo was holding. He stumbled and was pulled forward by Bai Luo.
At this moment, Bai Luo raised his right hand, his fingers like knives, and delivered a sharp chop to the neck of the Japanese soldier.
The next moment, the Japanese soldier felt a sharp pain in his neck, followed by a feeling of suffocation.
Taking advantage of the moment when the Japanese soldier got close to him, Bai Luo pulled out two high-explosive grenades from his spatial storage and stuffed them into the soldier's arms.
Then, with the Japanese soldier spinning half a circle, he kicked the soldier directly into the group of Japanese soldiers blocking the way in front of the car.
Bai Luo rolled away from the blast radius on the spot.
If it weren't for the fear of accidentally harming the civilians watching, Bai Luo would have liked to plant a remote-controlled bomb.