
He heard there were three more Japanese guarding outside the house. He wants to kill all three Japanese prisoners. Slowly he headed forward. Suddenly his steps stopped. From the front of a Kempetai apparently suspicious of the situation of the quiet house. With a bedil unsheathed he circled the house. And he saw an upright shadow cast near the wall.
“Who is it.!” The Japanese snapped while brandishing a bedil that was ready to spew bullets.
“Angel death.” Mei-mei replied with a sharp hissing sound. And along with that his body rolled on the ground. In three very fast turns, from a sideways lying position on the ground, his right leg slammed upwards. There was a cry of shock and pain from the Japanese mouth as the trained side of Mei-mei's legs landed on her stomach. But Japan did not collapse. He's just running backwards.
Bedil is still in his hands. And just then, in that backward-aligned state, his index finger pulled the trigger. The sound of the pounding bedil ripped through the dark night. Surprised the two friends who were in front. They immediately ran to the side.
Mei-mei felt her shoulders ache. “I got,” whispered his heart. But he didn't give up. Still he remembered how this bastard when in Payakumbuh used to destroy himself. Maybe they are not. But their commander-in-chief. But what difference. His body immediately rose. Before the two Kempetai in front to that place, another kick hit the Japanese crossbar. This time it fell. Both of his hands shivered holding the spot that had just been hit by a kick. There were complaints that uphold the nape.
He immediately fell on both knees. The kick was really the angel of death kick. When he fell down on both knees it was a side kick of the foot that landed on his nape. Kempetai's history is the end there. At that time the two soldiers who were in front arrived there. They saw their friend sitting down. The front one lifts the bed. But the distance with Mei-mei is too close. His bed was pinched by the girl. The Japanese body staggered forward.
A fist reached his mouth. Mei-mei's hands were sore. His knuckle landed on the lips of Japan. But if his knuckles ache, then the Japanese feel his mouth swollen. And he almost swallowed his teeth that were dislodged by three pieces. This campaign did not see clearly who the opponent was. But he knew, this guy must be a fighter. And they already know, that the silat in Minangkabau can not be taken lightly. The bed has been since. That's since his mouth got a raw bogem. But now his feet are quickly floating forward. Sending a karate kick named a crushing maei-geri.
“Onaaa ..”.
“Onaa ?” (woman) asked the friend behind her.
“Haik..” answer.
With such an answer, the Kempetai came forward wanting to hug Mei Mei. Want to capture and subdue him alive, but this is where the Japanese army's fault. Here is also most of the mistakes of every man in dealing with women. Always precedes lust. As soon as he approaches, Mei-mei who is determined to kill or be killed immediately unsheathes the short samurai she had taken from the waist of Kempetai who died in the room.
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