Not far from the Yamato Hotel, on the street littered with corpses, a group of elite Japanese pirates stopped here.
These elites were originally going to Shikou to help the navy's strangers, but because of the death of his daughter, General Fujita kept them behind.
"Ozawa, how on earth did you do this?"
Said a super fat man who was two meters tall and wearing an extra-large military uniform.
The Ozawa he described was a young woman with an oval face, carrying a long bow on her back, wearing white clothes on her upper body and a red skirt called hakama on her lower body, which is a typical Shinto shrine maiden dress.
At this moment, the miko was walking among the corpses with an expressionless face, looking back and forth at the corpses, trying to collect some valuable information.
After a while, the witch stopped, shook off the blood stains on her hands, and said:
"At first, I thought there were many aliens participating in the attack on these squadrons, but after a rough inspection, I found that my previous idea was wrong. There were not many enemies, maybe only three or four!"
"Three to four?" the big fat man said with a shocked look on his face.
The witch nodded: "Yes, three to four, there may be a deviation, but the deviation should not be big!"
She explained: "First of all, one of these enemies who took action has the ability to control thunder and lightning, because I found a group of charred corpses among the many corpses."
"Almost all of these soldiers are carbonized, and some parts are even vaporized. This shows that the person who took action is very capable. How strong it is cannot be judged because he took very few actions!"
"Other soldiers, more were cut. I checked. The wounds on the corpses were extremely smooth, but unreal. They even had amplitude, swords, and even swords and swords. cause this effect.”
"So I guess the murder weapon should be some very sharp thin wires. This thin wire is extremely long, at least more than ten meters. What exactly it looks like, I can't imagine without seeing the real thing!"
"Other soldiers should have been killed by heavy blows. The person who took action should be extremely good at physical skills, with clean and neat strikes, and the ability to freely control the force."
"As for the murder weapon, judging from the marks on the body, it should be a slap. This may be a stranger who is good at using palm techniques."
"In addition to these, some soldiers were killed by bullets. I initially thought that some of the aliens in the group who took action were good at using thermal weapons."
"But after taking a closer look at the corpse, I found that the shrapnel in the corpse was all our own. I immediately realized that this alien was not good at using thermal weapons as I thought before, but he was good at rebound attacks."
"These soldiers were killed by the bullets they fired that bounced back!"
"As for how those two fighter jets were shot down, I can't tell for the time being, because after the plane crashed, there was an explosion, and the traces inside were covered up!"
It must be said that this Shinto priestess has a very vicious vision.
However, perhaps the scene was too shocking. She never thought that all these abilities came from one person, and they were just the tip of the iceberg of this person's abilities.
After hearing the witch's analysis, everyone's expressions softened a little.
Fear often comes from the unknown. Only by knowing the cause of death and some of the opponent's methods can we take targeted countermeasures.
"Sounds very difficult!"
Said a man wearing hunting clothes and an onmyoji look.
On his left and right sides, there are two ghosts with eyes on their faces floating on each side. This is his shikigami.
The onmyoji continued: "The shikigami under me told me that my opponents are quite scary. Just sensing some residual aura is enough to make them scared!"
"Kobayakawa, do you want to back down?" shouted a samurai wearing a red tōmaru armor from the Heian period.
"It's not about retreating, it's because there's no need to die!"
The onmyoji named Kobayakawa said that he was not a samurai, and he was not that rich in bushido spirit. It was okay to contribute to the emperor, but it was not okay to die for the emperor.
"Kobayakawa and I agree. The enemy is too powerful. He has wiped out several squadrons in such a short period of time without losing any damage. Even if we try to get through, we will die."
The witch just now said: "Report to the general. Now, all the powerful strangers on our side have gone to Changbai Mountain. Only the general and the great priest can deal with this group of people."
"I will report to the general right now!" Onmyoji Kobayakawa said a few words to the shikigami beside him, and the shikigami immediately turned into a ghost and walked through the wall.
In this era, communication is not very developed and timely communication cannot be achieved.
This Japanese pirate team is already very advanced in conveying messages through ghost objects.
Methods like Wang's Yin-Yang Paper are rare in the world.
Bincheng temporary headquarters, where General Fujita sits.
"What's the result of the cleanup?" General Fujita asked.
The head of the Special High School Course said: "Of the fifteen first-level targets, two were captured alive, and the other thirteen were confirmed dead. Of the seventy-six second-level targets, fifty-two have been killed, and the rest are all in During the siege, it is estimated that they will not be able to hold on for long. Surprisingly, during the great purge, many fish slipped through the net, and they were also eliminated together. As for how many there are, we have not yet counted them!"
General Fujita said coldly: "In addition to the suspicious targets on the list, are there many others who have slipped through the net? I really can't agree with the standard of your special high school!"
The director of the Special Higher Education Course did not refute. This is a fact. There is nothing to say. The ability of the Special Higher Education Course does need to be improved.
"If everything had gone according to the list you gave me, there wouldn't have been so many things. Your special high school class is a bunch of incompetent trash. People from the Cheka bombed my headquarters. You didn't even give me a list of suspicious persons. Not entirely, I..."
Fujita was angrily scolding the superintendent course director.
A guard walked in and reported: "General, Marshal Zhang from Fengtian has arrived in Bincheng and wants to see you!"
Fujita's angry tone paused. Why did Zhang Zizi come to him at this juncture?
"No, let him go!"
He had no intention of quarreling with this dishonest and shameless person. If the expansion of the empire did not require such a person, he would be the first to not spare him.
"Yes, general, I'll tell him to get out of here!" the guard said and turned to leave.
At this time, the scolded super high school section chief suddenly said: "He seems to be running some kind of military factory. He is probably short of funds again. He is probably here to borrow money!"
General Fujita was stunned for a moment, and thought to himself, borrowing money, at this juncture, he is trying to get me into trouble and ask me to borrow money. If there is not something wrong in Zhang Zizi's mind, or he has some information, I can't refuse the news that he wants to borrow money.
After thinking this, General Fujita stopped the guard who came to the door and said: "Let Marshal Zhang come to see me!"
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living room.
"Commander, will this old devil Fujita see us?"
Said a tall man wearing a black mandarin jacket, with a turtle-shaped crane back and broad hands.
"Fujita is so fucked up, why can't he see me? Even if he doesn't see me, he can get things done even if he is fucked up?"
Marshal Zhang is a tough middle-aged man with a big beard on his upper lip. Unlike General Fujita, who can see iron and blood at a glance, he actually seems to be easy to get along with.
"If Fujita doesn't see you, he can't get anything done. If Fujita sees you, he can't get anything done even if he spends money!" said the man in black coat.
"Hahaha, what a fucking idiot, the one who knows me is Shu Wen!"
Zhang Dashuai laughed loudly.
"Commander, why do you suddenly want to drag me along with you to borrow money from this old dog Fujita? At this juncture, Fujita has lost his army and lost his daughter. I'm afraid I'm not in the mood to entertain you well, and I'm afraid I'll be in trouble for myself." !" said the man in black coat.
"There are so many things that bring trouble to myself, but this time, I not only want to borrow money from Fujita's mother, but I also want to borrow people from him!" Dashuai Zhang said with a smile.
"Who are you borrowing from?" The big man in black coat was puzzled.
Zhang Dashuai said: "Shu Wen, I am different from you. Your world is about fighting and killing, while mine is about human relations."
"When I came to Bincheng this time, my original intention was to ask the Heavenly Master to owe me a favor. However, I didn't know if I didn't come. I was shocked when I came."
"I have a feeling, damn it, I might owe a favor to the future Celestial Master!"
"Tianshi...I just said that you don't get up early for no benefit, but...you owe me a favor to the commander-in-chief, tsk tsk tsk, it's really not easy!"
The man in the black coat said, and he grabbed it casually, and the power came out of his palm. When he took it back again, there was a terrifying ghost figure struggling and twisting in his palm.
When Dashuai Zhang saw it, he said with a surprised look on his face: "What the hell, why did you catch a ghost as soon as you stretched out your hand!"
(End of chapter)
