In the bathroom of the hospital, Lu Yuan washed the blood on his hands, took off the filthy military uniform shirt and threw it away, then turned around and walked out. Finding that the Japanese nurse had already left, Lu Yuan walked upstairs and soon arrived at the hospitalization, which was all ambulance, and was a wounded Japanese soldier who needed to be hospitalized for recuperation.

Walking through the two wards in the corridor, Lu Yuan, who was only wearing a shirt, stopped outside a room where there was a faint sound, and after a slight pause, Lu Yuan immediately reached out and pushed the door and walked in. In the room, a Japanese officer was standing beside the bed, moving with a cane, and as soon as the door opened, he looked up and saw Lu Yuan. "You are?" The Japanese officer on crutches didn't realize the danger coming, and only frowned slightly and asked Lu Yuan.

Lu Yuan immediately pretended to have the same surprised expression, also looked at the other party, and then asked in proficient Japanese, "I'm looking for Captain Takeda, isn't he in this ward?" ”

The Japanese officer shook his head when he heard this, and said, "You should go to the registration office and ask, the first room at the corner of the stairs is the duty room." ”

Lu Yuan nodded, pointed at the other party as if he seemed to be concerned, and said softly, "Are you going out?" Do you want my help? ”

"Oh, no need." The Japanese officer, who was on crutches, smiled reluctantly and said, "I can do it, thank you." The other party refused Lu Yuan's help, but Lu Yuan didn't move, he didn't seem to be at ease, watching this guy move slowly, taking two steps forward, as if he wanted to reach out to protect him.

"I really don't need to, I can do it." The Japanese officer continued, but the words stopped abruptly, and a short knife suddenly appeared in Lu Yuan's hand, the knife flashed, and the sharp blade slashed through the neck of the Japanese officer. Belch! Belch! The Japanese officer stared at the incredulous eyes, stretched out his hand to cover the wound, and the blood was gushing, instantly staining his hands red, staining his white shirt red.

Shen Luyuan took out the knife and cut his throat, and with a turn of his footsteps, he had already avoided the blood that spurted out of the opponent's neck, and the whole person turned behind the Japanese officer, grabbed his clothes with one hand, and then let him fall to the ground softly. After confirming that the other party was silent, Lu Yuan immediately took the military uniform on the hanger and put it on himself, took out the documents in his pocket, looked at them, picked them up, and walked out.

Coming to the duty room at the corner of the stairs, Lu Yuan, who casually found a reason to go in, also killed the doctor on duty, and then stuffed the body under the bed. After a short pause, Lu Yuan put on a white coat over his military uniform, put on a mask, hung up a stethoscope, took a medical record clip, and walked over disguised as a doctor on duty.

Pushing open the door, Lu Yuan entered the ward next to the duty room, and heard the ward door being pushed open, and a wounded Japanese soldier who was still lying on the hospital bed squinted his eyes and slowly turned his head. Seeing that it was the doctor on duty who came in, the wounded Japanese soldier on the hospital bed couldn't help but be dissatisfied, thinking that it was a routine round, and then muttered in a low voice, turned around and closed his eyes. There were two beds in this ward, and another wounded Japanese soldier just moved and continued to sleep with his head covered.

Lu Yuan strode to the bed of the disgruntled wounded Japanese soldier, first put the medical record folder in his hand on the small table in front of the bed, and then reached out and pressed the head of the wounded Japanese soldier. The wounded Japanese soldier who was holding his head down felt a little strange, and then opened his eyes and looked at Lu Yuan, but before he could see Lu Yuan clearly, he only felt a pain in his neck, so he opened his eyes and tilted his head and died.

The fatal principle of neck twisting is that the use of rotation causes atlantoaxial dislocation, resulting in medullary compression. The medulla oblongata is the center of life, controlling all basic life activities such as human heartbeat, blood pressure, and breathing. After killing this wounded Japanese soldier who didn't sleep too well, Lu Yuan walked up to another guy who was sleeping like a dead pig, measured it first, and then reached out into a palm and slashed at this guy's neck with a slap.

The wounded Japanese soldier who suffered a heavy blow to the neck just mumbled, and immediately fell into a coma, and Lu Yuan, who had succeeded in the blow, immediately repeated his old trick and simply twisted his neck neatly. Strangulation, stabbing, shooting, etc., the enemy may pounce twice, like a chicken slaughtered. Therefore, Lu Yuan tried his best to choose a fatal twist of his neck. Although lying down is not very easy, it is not impossible to overcome. Lu Yuan, who was disguised as a doctor in a white coat, entered the ward one by one, and then pretended to be a ward round, and sent the wounded Japanese soldiers on the hospital bed back to his hometown one by one.

Only in one of the wards was a small accident, this one was actually a four-person room, and there were four wounded Japanese soldiers in it, and they had all woken up. Lu Yuan had no choice but to use a pistol to kill them cleanly. In less than half an hour, Lu Yuan, who was pretending to be a doctor, had already killed all the chickens and dogs in the third-floor ward. In addition to the wounded Japanese soldiers in the ward, there were also two nurses and a doctor on duty, who were also eliminated by him.

Even so, Lu Yuan still didn't feel satisfied. He then spilled the alcohol he found from the duty room into several rooms, made a time-lapse burning device with candles, and then turned and went up to the fourth floor. The corridor on the third floor was similarly quiet, but it seemed to be a wardroom for a more senior officer than on the second floor. Because, on the benches in the corridor, there were Japanese soldiers guarding them.

Of course, these two Japanese soldiers who were not vigilant enough were just a small trouble for Lu Yuan, but to kill them and kill people quietly again, they had to be handled better. The two Japanese soldiers were not too wary of Lu Yuan, after all, there were many doctors in the hospital, and they couldn't all know each other. Moreover, Lu Yuan was still wearing a mask, and it was difficult to tell the difference.

Lu Yuan walked over calmly, stopped in front of the door of the ward, shook the medical record folder in his hand, and asked, "If you need anything, bring it up now." There were a lot of wounded people on the first floor, and there were not enough people, so I had to go down to participate in the rescue. The two Japanese soldiers stood up and looked at each other, not daring to make their own decisions.

"Liansuke, you go in and have a look." The slightly older Japanese soldier said to his companion, "If the general is not asleep, please ask him what he wants." "General? Lu Yuan's brows were raised imperceptibly, and the fingers of his right hand jumped a few times unconsciously. The Japanese soldier named Lian Jie gently pushed the door and walked in, and at this moment, Lu Yuan, who had been standing still, suddenly launched, and the short knife that suddenly appeared in Lu Yuan's right hand stabbed into the throat of the Japanese soldier left outside, and his right knee rose up and hit his lower body fiercely.

The Japanese soldier's expression immediately froze on his face, his eyes widened, his mouth wide open, and his whole body fell limply. Lu Yuan stretched out his hand to help the corpse, then let the corpse slowly sit on the bench, and then flipped his right hand, and there was already an extra pistol with * in his hand. After Lu Yuan finished doing this, the Japanese soldier named Lian Jie opened the door, walked out gently, and closed the door with his backhand.

But before he could turn around and talk to Lu Yuan, Lu Yuan's hand quickly reached out from behind his back, grabbed his head and neck, and then turned suddenly, and Liansuke's eyes immediately saw a strange angle. Putting Ryosuke on the chair in the same way, the two Japanese soldiers seemed to be asleep with their heads drooped on the surface, and their military caps were also very low. Lu Yuan gently pushed the door, and then walked in, Through the bright light through the window, Lu Yuan slowly walked to the soldier's bed, saw a shiny bald head, and heard the other party's snoring.

With a "poof", Lu Yuan pulled the trigger of the pistol, and at the same time pulled the quilt up with his left hand and pressed down hard, blocking the dirty blood gushing out of the bullet hole. The guy who was hit by the bullet was like a dying fish, Lu Yuan could feel the guy under him struggling, the first few blows were very powerful, and he had to use both hands to hold it down. As the blood poured out quickly, the guy's strength quickly faded, and he finally stopped moving.

Confirming that the other party had lost his breath, Lu Yuan pushed open the door and walked out, and then walked to the next senior ward. When he got another senior officer in the ward, the fire ignited on the third floor without warning, and because of the presence of flammable materials such as alcohol, the fire quickly expanded, and tongues of fire came out of the doors and windows. There was chaos in the hospital, with doctors and nurses on the first floor screaming in panic and patients fleeing their wards.

The smoke drifting up to the fourth floor wasn't too big, but there were already a few doctors and nurses standing in the hallway after hearing the commotion downstairs, and they didn't know what was going on, and they were still whispering about whether they should leave the place immediately. "There's a fire downstairs, evacuate quickly, and go outside." Lu Yuan, who had already decided to take advantage of the chaos to kill, shouted in Japanese after seeing these people: "Hurry, hurry, the fire is going to seal the stairs, everyone evacuate quickly." With Lu Yuan's call, panic immediately spread, making the doctors and nurses in the corridor even more panicked, and they ran into the wards one after another, waking up the patients and preparing to escape and evacuate.

Lu Yuan spotted a doctor and followed him into the ward, Xu was aware of someone behind him, and the Japanese doctor couldn't help but turn his head. But Lu Yuan covered his mouth with one hand, and the knife in the other hand pierced his kidney, and at the same time, his hand was still stirring. The Japanese officer on the hospital bed opened his eyes in a daze, and just half of his body sat up, Lu Yuan had already jumped over with an arrow, and the knife slashed the throat of the other party. "Ugh!" The Japanese officer, who had been stabbed in the neck, clutched the blood-gushing wound and fell to the bed, twitching in the blood.

Lu Yuan turned around suddenly, and the short knife in his hand came out of his hand, penetrating straight into the throat of the female nurse of the Japanese army who walked into the house and was about to open her mouth to scream, blocking the sound back. Out of the ward, there were already many people in the corridor, all of whom were awakened or woken up, and fled towards the stairs. The smoke that drifted up to the fourth floor became thicker, and his vision became a little blurred, but it created conditions for Lu Yuan. Lu Yuan kept walking forward against the wall, with a wet mask, and he didn't feel choked by the smoke, but he only heard the coughing sound around him.