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Chapter 1764 A quiet snowy night(3/3)

When another gust of wind blows over, Wei Ran also lifts the broken quilt that was pressed by the bricks, and then dodges to hide by the wall.

Soon, the person reading the book in the room held up the book he was reading amid the curse of himself, got up and walked over.

Grasping the corner of the quilt that was blown by the wind, the squatted soldier rushed in through the gap between the quilt and the door frame with one hand.

"laugh"

Amid the sound of cutting covered by the cold wind, the bayonet in Wei Ran's hand pierced through the collarbone of the soldier who was in charge of the night and pierced it into his chest cavity and swayed hard on both sides.

At the same time, Wei Ran's other hand also covered the soldier's mouth directly through the quilt.

In just a few seconds, Wei Ran let go of the bayonet, grabbed the other party's neck, stood up, pulled him out and placed it against the wall, then pulled out the bayonet and wiped it on the other party's clothes. Then he swayed and opened the curtain and crawled in, and pressed it with a brick to act as a broken quilt.

He got up again and walked towards the fireplace. He even took the time to scan the "My Struggle" on the small stool and the backpack on the table next to him, and then walked to the three soldiers who were fighting on the floor.

"puff!"

After stabbing the bayonet into the first person's chest, Wei Ran also stood up and kicked the second person's temple with a poke.

"Click!"

Accompanied by a muffled sound similar to a watermelon being kicked open, the second soldier's temple suddenly sank, and his eyes even opened their closed eyelids and protruded into a small half.

The third enemy was obviously a veteran. He had woken up from the movement that was close to him and reacted very quickly to reach his hand under the backpack that acted as a pillow.

However, before he could touch the weapon hidden below, a sharp and strong engineer shovel had already poked his neck.

"puff"

The splash of dark red blood dyed the shovel red, and also drowned out the scream that had not yet come out of his throat.
Chapter completed!
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