
Samurai Mats - 116
“Go before I change intentions..” said the Bungsu. Yang
five retreat away, Sergeant that too. But the sergeant now had other intentions.
The Bungsu apparently forgot to disarm the gun on his waist. Now distance
they have ten fathoms. Wasn't the samurai the youngest helpless in distance
that so? He could have beaten up that young man.
Then with this calculation, suddenly his left hand pulled out the gun
waist-to-hip.
“Bagero! Fucking dude, I killed you!” he shouted as soon as his gun came out
her nest. And the other five Japanese soldiers stopped.
The eyes of the Bungsu suddenly-tibamenyipit.
Ten fathoms! He calculated that distance. How many times does he have to roll
then to Japan who pontong his hand? Or he threw it
samuriannya from here? That bullet gun must have been faster.
This calculation is taken in just two seconds. Because that gun
it will be lifted to fire. The residents on strangled and retreated. And
that was when the body of the Bungsu rolled on the ground. Squirrel jump!
Three times, four times rolling suddenly he heard an eruption. His feet felt
heat, wounds! That's when he got up. Another eruption, and his ribs felt
grievous. The wound! It was still four fathoms. The samurai suddenly came out and
it's hovering! The creep!!
The throw was right about Sergeant Major's heart. Stuck to his head
and a long stretch of the back. The sergeant tried to pull
trigger gun. But his body suddenly collapsed. Fall, and die!
The Bungsu quickly hunted down, jerking the samurai and staring at the five Japanese
just stained a color in front of him. The five Japanese suddenly turned right and
take a thousand steps! Run.
“Don't forget to tell Akiyama, I looked for him!! The Bungsu shouted.
Two Japanese soldiers were so scared while running it and assented.
Nodding fear.
The Bungsu saw his painful legs and ribs earlier. Just a cut. Tak
Severer. Although the blood flowed quite a lot.
“If any of you are underground fighters, take this bedil and go
fast before Japan arrives...” She said. Silent for a moment.
And all of a sudden four men in sheaths appeared in the middle.
looking for a moment at the Bungsu.
“We've heard a lot about your big name young man. And today we
look how your big name is not empty. Thank you for your help.
God will always protect you...” one of the barkain and berbebo.
the mustachioed and burly said. And after saying this, the fourth
they're lost among the human palunan. Sneaking through the house. And
vanished somewhere.
“You avoid from here, do not get Kempetai later...” Si
Bungsu gave the residents a thought while walking quickly.
The population is scattered to avoid themselves. But some people still
straight up there looked at the dead sergeant. And that's when a dozen more
Kempetai has surrounded the place.
There were six men, and three women who could not escape
selves. The one who was still left staring at the corpse of the sergeant when Kempetai
come by. They were all arrested for questioning and asking where the
Bungsu and who took the abandoned bedil earlier.
If only they had followed the Bungsu's instructions to avoid it quickly from there,
so they certainly do not have trouble arrested Kempetai. But they
cannot be blamed entirely. “Show” like the one just
they saw, where a young Indonesian man fought and stripped the soldiers naked
Japan, a six-man opponent, and the Indonesian youth who one won anyway,
they have never really met in their lives.
They may never even see him again. They've had a lot
hearing word of mouth, that there was a young man named
Bungsu, which comes from Payakumbuh, from the kakai of Mount Sago, which always
they killed Japan.
Quietly, the name of the young man became a kind of fairy tale and life legend
them. Men and women, young and old, considered the young man
as a hero who only lives in the age of fairy tales.
But suddenly, today their fairy hero appeared. And
its appearance is not only while stretching kale. He appeared complete with
his skill was to disarm and kill the Japanese with his samurai. He appeared complete
with his greatness playing the samurai. A complete emergence such as
in the fairy tale they've been with all this time.