After the gust of wind dissipated, Zhang Yunhe stuck his head out and looked inside the door. He saw Japanese soldiers lying on the ground.

It was time to deal with the devils on the roof. Zhang Yunhe changed to a fully loaded pistol with a silencer. He climbed up the iron ladder to the roof and saw three devils in the 8th carriage. He immediately raised his hand and fired three shots: "Chirp, chirp, chirp!"

After firing the gun, he quickly retracted his head, climbed down the ladder, and got back into the carriage. Several bullets fired from the top of the 9th carriage flew over his head and almost hit his head.

At this time, Zhang Yunhe crawled out of the opposite door and climbed up the ladder on the outer shell of the carriage. The three Japanese soldiers on the roof of the 9th carriage were crouching with their guns pointed at the top of the door on the other side.

Zhang Yunhe sneered, raised his pistol and pulled the trigger at them, emptying the magazine in an instant. The three bodies then rolled off the train and landed on the grass beside the tracks.

He climbed onto the roof, put the pistol into the backpack space, thought for a while, and took out a Garand rifle from the backpack space. He squatted on the roof and filled the magazine with bullets.

用铁血生化面具对第8、9车厢内进行透视扫描,发现第8车厢内还有3个鬼子,第9节车厢内还有7个鬼子,其中一个还是大尉中队长。

Zhang Yunhe decided to deal with the three Japanese soldiers in the eighth car first. He locked onto the hiding position of the three Japanese soldiers through the perspective scanning function of the Iron Blood Biochemical Mask, and fired three shots with a rifle. The three bullets penetrated the iron sheet on the roof and killed the three Japanese soldiers one by one.

After shooting the three Japanese soldiers, Zhang Yunhe carried his rifle to the junction of the 7th and 8th carriages, turned over and stood in front of the exit door and opened it with the key. He walked into the aisle and came to the aisle door of the 7th carriage. He found that more than 20 Japanese soldiers in the 7th carriage were ready to go, checking their weapons, equipment and ammunition one by one.

Zhang Yunhe took out the key, locked the corridor door, then turned and left.

He came to the 8th carriage with a rifle. There were only three Japanese corpses inside. The facilities in the carriage were relatively intact, except for three translucent bullet holes on the roof above his head, which was indeed not very elegant.

Passing through the aisle door of the 8th carriage, Zhang Yunhe passed the water room, the conductor's lounge, the toilet, and the utility room, and stepped on the corpses of the Japanese soldiers to reach the aisle door of the 9th carriage.

The glass of the aisle door had been smashed, revealing a large hole, but the door had been removed by the Japanese in the 9th carriage and the seat was blocking it from the inside.

Zhang Yunhe pushed the aisle door hard, and the door creaked. Under his push, the aisle door was pushed open to a fist-wide gap, and the seat behind the door was also pushed, making a creaking sound against the ground.

"Hold the door for me quickly, a few people go up and hold the door!" The anxious shouts of the squadron leader Ken Okada came from the carriage.

Seeing that the seat behind the door was about to be pushed open, several Japanese soldiers were so scared that they immediately rushed forward and held the seat tightly with their bodies.

"bang"

"bang"

Zhang Yunhe kept kicking the aisle door, making loud noises, which frightened Ken Okada and the remaining Japanese soldiers in the 9th carriage. They screamed in fear and ran over to hold the door tightly.

After kicking the aisle door seven or eight times without success, Zhang Yunhe took seven or eight steps back until he reached the aisle door of the 8th carriage.

Under the control of consciousness, a ray of light shot out from the right side of the Iron Blood Mask and landed on the aisle door of the 9th carriage. A triangular cursor covered the door, and the muzzle of the left shoulder gun was instantly turned.

With a "boom", a dazzling energy bullet was fired out.

A large hole was instantly shot out in the aisle door of the 9th carriage, piercing the seats behind it and the bodies of the two Japanese soldiers, emitting a smell of burnt meat.

Zhang Yunhe instantly took out two grenades from the backpack space, pulled out the safety pins, and threw them into the 9th carriage through the holes created by the shoulder gun energy bomb.

"Hand, grenade!" A Japanese soldier was so scared after seeing the grenade falling at his feet and making a clanging sound that he lost the ability to think.

"Boom-boom--" Two violent explosions were heard from the ninth carriage. The explosions shattered most of the window glasses in the carriage, and a large amount of air waves mixed with shrapnel and debris rushed out of the carriage.

After the explosion, there were many casualties in the 9th carriage, some dead and some injured, and there was no one left alive.

Even the squadron leader Ken Okada, who was hiding behind a row of seats, was knocked to the ground by the blast, and his head hit a row of tables and chairs behind him, causing him to faint.

Zhang Yunhe walked over with two fully-magazine-loaded submachine guns and kicked the tattered aisle door open twice, pushing open the seats behind it as well.

Several Japanese soldiers who were injured by the grenade were lying on the ground, either unconscious or still conscious but their injuries prevented them from even lifting their guns.

Seeing the two wounded devils spitting blood on the ground still struggling, Zhang Yunhe raised the muzzle of his gun and pulled the trigger: "Da da da, da da da!"

The Iron Blood Biochemical Mask automatically scanned, showing all living people with vital signs and corpses without vital signs.

"Da da da, da da da" Zhang Yunhe stepped on the glass shards and blood on the ground while firing at the Japanese soldiers who still had vital signs.

The Japanese soldiers who were shot had their legs and feet twitched a few times before they died and then they could no longer move.

Zhang Yunhe's leather boots made a teeth-grinding squeaking sound as they stepped on broken glass. He stood in front of the unconscious squadron leader Ken Okada. The scan results showed that this guy had a normal heartbeat, normal blood flow, and was in good health without any disease.

Zhang Yunhe bent down, reached out, grabbed Okada Ken's collar, lifted him up and pushed him against the wall of the carriage.

"bang"

After being hit, Ken Okada slowly opened his eyes and woke up.

A futuristic, sci-fi mask appeared before his eyes. He widened his eyes and stammered, "Who are you?"

A rifle bayonet appeared in Zhang Yunhe's hand. Under the horrified gaze of Ken Okada, Zhang Yunhe stabbed the bayonet under his collarbone until he nailed him to the wall of the carriage.

"Ah--" The intense pain made Ken Okada scream involuntarily.

Zhang Yunhe slowly stepped back a few steps, raised his toes, and a Type 38 rifle was picked up in his hand. The bayonet on the rifle flashed with a cold light.

"Kill!" Zhang Yunhe shouted with his bayonet in hand, and rushed forward with his gun.

With a "puff" sound, the bayonet was completely embedded in Ken Okada's abdomen.

"Ah——" the devil screamed again.

Zhang Yunhe pulled out his bayonet and stabbed again, again and again.

In extreme pain, Ken Okada recalled the scene when he led his troops into Songhu and entered the surrounding villages and cities and massacred the local people. Pregnant women were tied to trees and their stomachs were pierced with bayonets. A child and a baby were thrown to death by them, and they even impaled the corpses on bayonets and played with them like prey.

The scene now was so similar to the original one, except that the victim had become himself, and he finally reaped the fruits of his own evil deeds and received retribution.

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