The air seemed to freeze in that instant. Everyone was frozen in shock, except Xia Lei. 

This pause lasted for less than one second. 

“You…” The black soldier opened his mouth to speak, but only spoke one word before he crashed to the ground. 

Long Bing wrenched, and an arc of blood lanced through the air. 

The white soldier who could speak Japanese snapped back to his senses. He said in angry surprise, “Kill them!” He backed away quickly as he spoke, reaching for the handgun at his waist. 

Unfortunately for him, Xia Lei gave him no chance to use it. He stepped forward, having anticipated the move, and reached to grab the hand that was going for the gun. 

The white soldier hurriedly tried to block with his other hand, but it was useless. Xia Lei’s right hand swished through the air and across the man’s neck. An indentation of about three inches suddenly appeared on the man’s neck. His carotid artery was cut, and blood spurted out like from a fountain, shooting several metres up into the air. 

At almost the same instant, the combat knife in Long Bing’s hand...