By the time the soldiers behind caught up with Qi An, a reinforced company of Japanese soldiers responsible for guarding the area had already been wiped out by Qi An.
Seeing the heads rolling all over the ground, the soldiers swallowed hard. Even though this scene had been playing out almost every day recently, they were still shocked every time they saw it.
The soldiers in the southern city secretly gave Qi An a resounding nickname: "The Headless Hero".
So many Japanese soldiers have died outside, but no one has come out from inside.
As Qi An listened to the commotion inside, his expression grew increasingly grim. Two soldiers stepped forward to push the heavy stone door, their faces flushed, but the door remained unmoved.
"Move aside, I'll do it."
The two soldiers stepped aside, and Qi An stepped forward and kicked open the stone door. At the same time, the soldiers outside finally heard the screams coming from inside the cave.
"The missing people are indeed here."
Upon hearing the noise, the soldiers rushed inside. Suddenly, a row of pipes on the wall began spewing out a pungent gas. The first few soldiers inhaled the gas and quickly collapsed to the ground, unconscious.
"Stop, everyone."
Qi An waved his hand to stop the soldiers behind him, saying that there was something wrong with the gas and it was likely poisonous.
"Everyone, step back and wait outside. I'll go in alone."
The soldiers trusted Qi An and quickly carried their fallen comrade out.
To prevent gas from leaking out, Qi An closed the stone door from the inside after all the soldiers had left.
As he walked through a narrow corridor, the smell of the gas grew stronger. These substances, which could knock someone to the ground instantly, had no effect on Qi An.
Reaching the end of the corridor, Qi An opened a door and looked at the scene before him. Even though he had been mentally prepared and was already aware of the Japanese devils' viciousness, he was still so angry that he almost lost control.
Inside the cave were more than a dozen workbenches, bottles and jars and instruments with tangled cables everywhere. Transparent test tubes and glass bottles were filled with colorful liquids, and large transparent glass jars contained human tissues soaked in liquid.
It contains a human hand, heart, torso, and even a tiny baby.
The baby was clearly not fully developed; its tiny body was bright red and translucent, swaying slightly in the liquid—a sight both eerie and cruel.
Lying on the operating table were the missing people from Nancheng. They were tied to the operating table like livestock to be slaughtered, their bodies bound with various threads. It was unclear whether they had been injected or fed something, but their skin was festering and oozing pus. They had been disemboweled and screamed in agony.
There were also the bodies of the dead civilians, dissected and carelessly left in a corner, their bodies black and purple from all the torture they had endured.
A dozen or so Japanese soldiers wearing white coats and gas masks surrounded an autopsy table.
Some were taking notes with pen and paper, some were holding syringes ready to inject, and one was holding a scalpel aimed at a pregnant woman's protruding belly on the operating table, preparing to perform a live cesarean section.
The young pregnant woman was crying her heart out, staring intently at the scalpel in the Japanese soldier's hand, filled with utter fear and despair.
This pregnant woman is Ah Fen, who went missing.
"No, don't hurt my child, no... ah..."
The moment he felt a sharp pain in his stomach, the scalpel stopped. The Japanese soldier who had been holding the scalpel just a second ago was stabbed through the back of his heart by a long black blade.
Immediately afterwards, the rope binding Afen broke.
With teary eyes, Afen looked at Qi An descending from the sky and cried even louder.
Thank goodness, she and her child are saved.
The other doctors in white coats panicked and dropped their scalpels and syringes, rushing towards the escape route, each carrying bottles and jars with them.
They were just doctors who conducted bacterial and viral experiments; they were not soldiers and were essentially defenseless.
What they couldn't understand was why the higher-ups valued them so much, sending a reinforced company of warriors to guard them outside and even building an escape route for them just in case.
In case of an emergency outside, they can sound the alarm on the door and leave through the escape route with their experimental results immediately.
Why was someone able to break in silently?
Once they leave with their research findings, they will be able to easily conquer not only Nancheng, but the entire country of X.
Moreover, their warriors will not suffer any further casualties.
Because what they researched was viruses, bacteria, and plagues.
No one can resist these.
The experiment has reached the final verification stage. They captured some residents of the southern city to conduct the experiment, and it looks like it will be ready for use soon.
Why were their hideouts suddenly discovered?
Even more terrifyingly, not a reinforced company of soldiers outside could stop him, and the anesthetic gas sprayed from the corridor walls had no effect.
The samurai didn't even have a chance to sound the alarm on the door.
The Japanese soldiers in white coats couldn't understand it, but that didn't stop them from escaping.
The escape tunnel door was about to open; if they went in, they could escape.
Before the Japanese soldiers could even rejoice, a dark shadow flashed before their eyes. A young man wielding a long black sword was standing with his back to them, completely blocking their escape route.
The long sword in his hand was stained red with blood, which dripped down the blade in strings.
He slowly turned around, and his eyes had turned red without him noticing.
Looking into those cold, bloodthirsty eyes, the Japanese soldiers in white coats huddled together in fear, howling and screaming.
These are Japan's top scientific research experts, many of whom are multilingual.
An elderly Japanese soldier, speaking broken X language, stammered, "We...we are the Empire's most outstanding scientists. You can use us to negotiate with the Empire. Believe me, our value is incomparable to that of ordinary prisoners."
Qi An looked at these devils who called themselves top scientists and smiled coldly.
"Don't insult scientists, you...don't deserve it."
He stared at the bottles and jars that these people were clutching tightly in their arms and said, "These must be the results of your experiments. You've put so much effort into making these results, why don't you try them yourselves first?"
Qi An put the people on the control panel down; apart from Afen, the others were basically beyond help.
But they clung to their last breath, their eyes wide open, watching and listening as these demons were strapped to the control panel.
Qi An didn't understand those things, so he simply opened a few bottles, mixed the colorful liquids together, and poured them directly into their mouths.
In less than a minute, the entire cave was filled with the screams of the Japanese soldiers. Their eyes bulged out, their limbs twisted, their skin cracked and bled, and their internal organs were suffering unimaginable pain.
You only know the pain when the knife cuts you.
It was so painful; they were filled with regret. Why had they made these things?
Why didn't you commit suicide immediately?
"Kill me...please...kill me..." they began to beg Qi An to give them a quick death.
The captured civilians watched this satisfying scene and closed their eyes amidst the Japanese soldiers' shrill screams.
That's good, at least these deadly things won't get out and harm their own people.
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