Russell sat at the door of the ironworks, the midday sun heating the air.
Water Breathing Method·Complete Collection Run it from time to time, which brings you pain and happiness.
The pain is the pain of the evil spirit's body being burned.
Happiness is the joy of the Senju clan's physique undergoing photosynthesis and Nezuko's physique evolving.
Russell breathed while generating large sheets of sealing paper.
There were also some antiques found in the Tangmen cellar in front of him.
The shadow clone sent the painted seal paper to the ironmaking workshop, and the shadow clone inside began to mix phosphorus powder and black gunpowder.
Basic weapon refining is not just about blacksmithing, the knowledge from the chemical workshop and the herbal medicine workshop is also absorbed into it.
It may take an hour to make a good Tangmen iron thorn.
But when making earth bombs, you can make 60 in the same time.
Unfortunately, there is so little material.
Otherwise, just give the commando headquarters an explosive art.
…
2 p.m.
Tang Bingwen stood at the general station inside the door. On his left was You Hong on crutches, and on his right was Russell.
"Everyone, the special attack team is already standing arrogantly at our door!"
Tang Bingwen raised his hand and clenched his fist.
"There's nothing else to say."
He slashed with his fist, stopped in mid-air, turned his fist into a knife, and swept it out. His sleeves hit the void, making a crisp sound.
"Kill without mercy!"
The younger generation, Lu Huizhong, Tang Mingyi and other backbones were all below, silently looking at the door manager on the stage.
They had silently accepted the order and were ready to execute it.
"The person next to me, Russell, I won't introduce further. From today on, he is the head coach of Tang Sect and the leader of this assault team!"
Russell took a step forward and cupped his hands towards the audience.
"Lu Huizhong, come and protect Russell."
Lu Huizhong narrowed his eyes and looked at Russell on the stage with a critical look.
Russell responded with a polite smile.
Tang Bingwen turned to look at Russell and whispered: "A little impatience will ruin a big plan, Xiao Luo, do you understand?"
Russell's eyes were cold and he nodded.
In large-scale frontal combat, sacrifice is inevitable.
He could only try his best to minimize casualties——
The Art of the God's Papermaker·The Golden-Winged Roc.
A shining golden roc bird slowly grew into a larger shape under Russell Qi's indoctrination.
Russell held it with one hand and walked up to the highest flagpole on the general stage. The shadow cast by the roc almost enveloped the entire assembly area.
Xu Xin was stunned. This roc bird seemed to have stepped out of a myth——
I don't know how many thousands of miles the Peng has on its back; when it flies in anger, its wings are like clouds hanging down from the sky.
Those golden wings, and that handsome and domineering head.
He really wants to ride on it!
The expressions of others also lost control, and their jaws almost dropped to the ground.
Lu Huizhong's eyebrows trembled and she spoke with a trembling voice, "Mingyi, you said this kid always has surprises. Don't tell me this thing can really fly."
"Just watch it." Tang Mingyi looked at it blankly and made a sound like he was dreaming.
This brat.
He is quite good at stealing the limelight.
Tang Bingwen twitched the corner of his mouth and said angrily: "Okay, let's go quickly, don't be an eyesore here."
"Aunt Lu, please!" Russell turned over and jumped on Jin Peng's back, half-kneeling, pressing one hand on the feather.
Jinpeng's black eyes flashed with light, and a pair of wings flapped. The strong wind blew almost made it difficult to keep one's eyes open.
Lu Huizhong let out a breath, put her toes on the ground, and like a flying swallow, she flew to the general platform.
Then he touched the table and jumped to the center of the flagpole.
At three o'clock on the flagpole, the whole person rotated, like flying fallen leaves, swaying upward in the wind blown by the golden roc.
Russell's eyes lit up.
It is worthy of being the number one Xubu in the Tang Sect. The core is Xubu, but it incorporates Yanzi's three water-copying techniques.
learned!
Lu Huizhong landed firmly behind Russell and touched Jin Peng's back curiously.
It really feels like paper.
amazing.
"Aunt Lu, stand firm!" Jin Peng increased the frequency of flapping his wings, and soon he was thirty meters above the ground. Russell's voice drifted far down with the wind.
"Everyone, after the encirclement in Guanyuan is successful, wait for my signal. I will take the first step!"
…
The headquarters of the Japanese special attack team is a solid three-story bunker cast using secret methods.
The bunker is located on an unknown hilltop, which is covered with traps and obstacles from top to bottom.
The special attack team is resting inside and discussing countermeasures.
Their team had only been assembled as of this morning.
And the action is not secretive, but very fast.
Nearly a hundred strangers and two hundred elite soldiers gathered in this bunker.
"Everyone, if nothing else happens, there will be another attack from the Tang Sect tonight."
"As long as we survive today, tomorrow..."
Kenji Tsuchhara stood next to a large map with various small flags and red travel routes marked on it.
How to besiege, how to attack east and west, how to break through, how to attack...
A series of plans were laid out in great detail, and everyone present felt that victory in this battle was certain.
So far, no one has been able to defeat the special teams tactics head-on.
Combining strange magic and continuous gunfire, they are invincible.
And all along, the Higashan Shinobi, who listened to the instructions but not the announcements, had been the object of their contempt.
If the empire didn't need all the power, they would have cleared out these disobedient guys for the emperor.
This attack on Tang Clan was also a demonstration for the Higurashi Ninja.
Let them be honest and obedient.
Otherwise, their fate will be the same as that of the Tang Sect next——
Turn into ashes.
On the right side of the conference table sat Yuichiro Ishikawa, who was wearing a mask, and on the left side sat a middle-aged man with a samurai bun.
Sanada Yukimura has eyes as big as green beans, a standard mustache, and his facial features are like a combination of a mouse and an owl.
There was a green samurai sword on his waist, which flickered with light as he breathed.
"Sanada-kun, Ishikawa-kun, do you have anything else to add?"
Ishikawa Yuichiro shook his head and continued to sit in his seat, like a stone statue.
A look of violence flashed in Sanada Yukimura's eyes, and his voice sounded like a carrion-eating crow, "I want ten Tang sects alive, and then use Fubuki to cut off their limbs bit by bit."
"In this way, we can wash away the shame of Fubuki being captured!"
"No problem, Sanada-kun." Tuhara smiled, "I'll give you twenty."
"Hahaha! Tuhara-kun, you are so generous. After this success, I will treat you to a drink from my hometown!"
Sanada Yukimura patted his thigh and hummed a classic Japanese tune.
Others also clapped their hands, and the off-key and unpleasant sound immediately echoed in the conference room...
"Report!!"
A soldier broke into the conference room and shouted: "Report to Colonel Tuhara! There are enemies around, and it is initially determined that they are strangers from the Tang Sect!"
"There are about twenty people in the east, west, north and south directions! There are ninja tools that look like crossbows in their hands! Over!"
The joy of singing was interrupted, and everyone looked unhappy.
Kenji Tsuchhara was no exception, but he quickly restored his smile and clapped his hands to attract everyone's attention.
"The enemy is really cunning and wants to catch us by surprise."
"But they don't know how strong our defense is! How powerful our soldiers are!"
Everyone present stood up, their faces flushed, and their morale surged.
"Ishikawa-kun, I leave it to you to defend the bunker. Sanada-kun, the assault force is already ready in the tunnel, I leave it to you!"
Ishikawa and Sanada nodded vigorously and left quickly.
Kenji Tsuchhara slammed the table and roared with all his strength: "Gentlemen! Let them see the power of the empire!!"
"yes!!"
Everyone quickly went from the conference room to their respective areas of responsibility. Kenji Tsuchhara put his hands behind his back and looked at the map he had drawn.
"Tangmen..."
"Haha, it's just another backward organization in this land."
"sucker Punch!"
He stabbed the command knife at the Tangmen station and sneered again and again.
At this time, directly above the bunker, the golden roc had turned into a white roc, and was wrapped in a simple version of the phantom body barrier urged by Russell.
They have been floating here for almost an hour and no one has noticed them yet.
"Ronald, how are you?" Lu Huizhong, who had finished teaching Russell the tricks of Xugou, lay on the back of the roc in boredom, wearing sunglasses and looking at the sky.
"Act now, Aunt Lu." Russell put away the garden and looked coldly at the bunker below.
Little devil, the days when we were passively beaten are gone forever!
