Chapter Twenty-Seven: You Are the One

"It's the kind of agent in black, right? We've slaughtered dozens of them, hey...... As long as you use the right method, you can kill it, and you don't need to rely on adding lives to leave! Tang Zheng only increased the number a little, those black-clothed agents are powerful, but not to the point of making the Japanese lose half of them, in addition to despising them, saying this is nothing more than giving the Japanese the impression that the bearded leader is incompetent, and he will die.

Sure enough, the Japanese newcomers began to play Xiao Jiujiu in their hearts, after all, there are no fools in this world, they have to follow the incompetent regiment leader all the way to the black, not to mention that Tang Zheng also added a sentence to add a life, which is worrying.

"I didn't want to use them as cannon fodder, I want to take them back alive." The mustache's face was gloomy, and when he saw Tang Zheng's innocent face and did not imply that he meant it, he felt that he suspected the wrong person, and then he had to explain.

"I understand your feelings, but it's a pity that you didn't protect your target." Tang Zheng's words were ambiguous, that is, he wanted the Japanese to be suspicious and misunderstood, so that the seeds of distrust could take root and sprout.

"Your Excellency, next time we will succeed." The mustache's self-esteem exploded, he stood up violently, looked at Tang Zheng with an indomitable momentum, and said, "If I fail, I can apologize." ”

The Japanese were also moved by the president's words, and they all decided to cheer secretly, but the next moment Tang Zheng beat them back to the prototype.

"It's a pity that the target girl died, and life can't come a second time, here, a mistake, the price paid is everyone's life, and you can't afford to lose!" Tang Zheng put on a sad look, patted the mustache's shoulder, but the smile in his stomach was about to hold back the internal injuries.

His words were like a cold wind blowing through the ice field, and the Japanese were frozen in place, like a frosted eggplant.

"By the way, there's another missing target, do you really want to find it?" Tang Zheng walked a few steps, suddenly stopped, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and said, "I really admire your courage, the integrity of the Yamato nation, amazing!" ”

Hearing Tang Zheng's words, the mustache's face was immediately covered with sweat stains, and his whole body was soaked, he wanted to agree, but when he thought of the fierceness of the black-clothed agent, he couldn't help but feel furious in his heart, but if he said no, wouldn't he slap himself in the face? People can't even say words praising the Yamato nation, and they can't be ashamed.

The mustache was in a dilemma, and the other Japanese didn't have that much thought, and their eyes were fixed on him, fearing that he would be stupid enough to agree for some national pride.

"Hey, some of you are injured, go to me later to get some ** and treat it." Tang Zheng walked in front, and after carrying people, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but overflow with a smile, let himself do this, these people can unite to be called hell.

The Japanese couldn't guess Tang Zheng's thoughts, and when they heard his words, they all thought that Su was a good person, and they were busy bowing and thanking him.

"Your Excellency, you are a good person, please help us!" The mustache couldn't stand being stared at by his compatriots, and suddenly thought of Tang Zheng, he could let him take him there, this guy is strong, and there is absolutely no problem in terms of safety, and if he wants to say no, he will be the one who will lose face.

"If this guy refuses, he will definitely be uneasy." After all, the mustache has also been in the society, and he has doubted Tang Zheng's motives, but the next three sentences of the people made him speechless.

"Yes, but I still need five helpers, you can help pick people!" Tang Zheng didn't hesitate, he agreed directly, and then threw the problem to the mustache, no matter who he chosen, this contradiction was settled.

After the Japanese lost their target, Tang Zheng had long wanted to find the remaining one, and saying this was nothing more than luring him to take the bait and bring a few cannon fodder.

After hiding in the temporary camp, the Japanese lay down staggeredly, and finally could take a breath, Tang Zheng only took a little ** and a bandage to mustache.

"I'll give you some too, hey, no way, we don't have a lot of supplies." As soon as Lu Fan saw Tang Zheng's expression, he knew what he wanted to do, and he also took out two rolls of bandages, pretending to be reluctant to stuff them into the mustache's hand.

"Good people, Chinese are good people!" The mustache is moved, and adults may play tricks, but children can't.

Watching the cute little Lori grab two rolls of shed belts from her backpack, after hesitating for a moment, she took out some food and stuffed it into the mustache's hand, the Japanese felt that the corners of their eyes were moist, if they believed in others from the beginning, how good it would be, and they didn't have to die so many people and suffer so much. ,

"Fool, how can you get enough points for such a little **? No matter what the mustache does, he is not human inside and out. Lu Fan's face was expressionless, but the little devil in his heart waved his steel fork and tail, and smiled, "Uncle is so bad, hmph, I won't tell you that the supplies I prepared are enough to eat until the end of the world!" ”

Sure enough, after a while, the prestige of the mustache decreased again, and the people's hearts were difficult to satisfy, and they all felt that they had gained too little, and this resentment naturally sent to the mustache and his compatriots, it was not that no one beat Tang Zheng's idea, but the absolute power that people possessed made them dare not come nonsense, and people sometimes bullied the soft and feared the hard.

Eating a simple dinner, the survivors sat together and discussed the next action, the route given by the radar map ends in the Dome Garden, maybe the route will be opened only when all five targets are gathered, but it will definitely not work now, and you can only rely on yourself to explore it in the future.

The newcomers are qualified to observe, but they are not qualified to speak, the mustache closed his mouth very interestingly, he saw that among these people, Tang Zheng had the most important right to speak, and there were also the most people who supported him.

"Why hasn't Zhuo Lie come yet? It can't be dead, right? Yiting didn't care about their life and death, she just made an excuse and wanted to brush up on her presence.

"It's so slow, it's a shame for the conqueror." Lu Fan continued to speak venomously and attacked Zhuo Lie's prestige.

"Wait until tomorrow morning, if they don't show up, let's leave, Watanabe, what about the person you picked, and I will go to find the last target later." Tang Zheng estimated that Zhuo Lie might be ready to let his side fight to the death, he hid behind to pick up the bargain, and the missing Zhou Ya also made people feel tired.

The mustachioed Watanabe and the five selected unlucky ghosts stood up, Tang Zheng's side, Mei Jueye couldn't miss it, and then Ruan Feifei also had to fight this time, and the others were the driver, the engineer, Wang Jianxing, and a female clerk named Tang Bo.

"The strength is too weak, I'll go too." Lin Weiguo took the initiative to ask to join, he was worried that something would happen to Tang Zheng.

A floating bus filled the men, and Pang Meiqin continued to serve as the driver, driving them to the target's residence.

"It takes an hour to go back and forth, and hopefully there won't be any trouble." Pang Meiqin hummed a minor tune, thinking with a relaxed face, the other newcomers were not so comfortable, sitting on the chairs with guns in their arms one by one, with a look of defeat on their faces, as if they had entered the end of the world.

"Don't be in a daze, come and learn how to use a gun with me!" Tang Zheng shouted in fluent language, even if it is cannon fodder, it has to be squeezed out of the greatest value.

As long as they can communicate, the relationship between the two sides will go further, so the Japanese did not reject Tang Zheng, and sat down obediently, looking forward to it, in this situation, everyone wants to learn some self-defense skills, compared to the mustache, Tang Zheng is much better to bully.

"The weapons are terrible, throw them away, use these!" Tang Zheng took out the captured electromagnetic rifle, distributed it to them, and then explained how to use it.

The mustache looked embarrassed, and felt that he was becoming more and more insignificant.

"Watanabe, you and Wang Jianxing are pioneers!" After the floating bus stopped in the parking lot of a building, everyone came out, and Tang Zheng did not waste a trace of time and commanded the battle.

Although the two of them were reluctant, they didn't dare to complain in this tense situation, otherwise they would offend everyone and become the target of public criticism.

"Hurry up, don't delay time, rest assured, our support is very strong." Tang Zheng made a gesture and motioned for everyone to follow, he was very satisfied with the current situation, everything is difficult at the beginning, as long as the newcomers are obedient for the first time, and then give orders in the future, they will do it by inertia, and the possibility of resistance will be much smaller.

On the entrance floor of Building B, the target is in the couple's room, Watanabe and Wang Jianxing were nervous all the way, moving forward slowly, Tang Zheng was not going to talk much, but the target avatar on the map suddenly dimmed, and the entire frame turned red and kept flashing.

"It's not good, the target is in danger, accelerate and rush!" As soon as Tang Zheng finished shouting, Wang Jianxing collapsed on the ground, shrunk his eggs, and didn't leave after being killed.

"Bad seeds!" Lin Weiguo kicked him away and took over the position, Watanabe didn't want to be underestimated, so he gritted his teeth and followed.

In less than thirty seconds, Tang Zheng and Lin Weiguo ran into the old room, the ground was in a mess, as if the house had been raided by a thief, there was no blood and traces of fighting, and they searched quickly, but they did not find the target person.

"Looks like it's still too late!" The alarm sound of Didi became more and more urgent, the target avatar kept flashing, the red was dazzling, Lin Weiguo didn't want to give up, rushed to the window, and looked around.

Tang Zheng was also guessing where the target was hiding, the Trojan horse was too pitiful, and the location given was home, which undoubtedly increased the difficulty of the task.

The speed of the newcomers is fast and slow, but the all-out sprint in this section is not much worse, except for Wang Jianxing, they all climbed up and staggered.

At the end was a Japanese man, he was holding on to the wall and panting, feeling that his throat was going to be dry and smoking, and he was thinking that it would be nice to have a glass of cold beer to quench his thirst, but the corner of his eye suddenly flew, and he saw a red shadow forming an arm, holding a table knife, sticking out of the wall, and the next moment, he felt a cold neck, and the blood of the big tent came out magnetically.

The unlucky man couldn't breathe, his strength was lost all at once, he fell to the ground, his fingers twitched reflexively, and he pulled the trigger, although he didn't hit the enemy, but he finally succeeded.

The newcomers were startled by the sound of gunshots, and when they turned their heads, they saw that half of their necks had been cut off and their heads were tilted on their shoulders and the Japanese man had fallen to the ground.

(To be continued.) [