Under One Person: One Person Goes

Chapter 384: Kill the General and Escape

The fourth counterattack on the Luodian battlefield lasted for a whole morning before it ended.

The smoke on the battlefield was slowly dissipating, and the sound of gunfire gradually became sparse, and was even suppressed in a few places.

This was intentional by Guo Rugui, the chief of staff of the 14th Division of the National Army, who organized the troops to launch a counter-encirclement.

There were still enemy planes circling in the sky, driving the remaining Japanese troops into the alleys with leaks on all sides. This not only ensured that the people on their side could retreat to the bunkers at any time, but also made the planes in the sky afraid to come down easily to shoot and bomb.

Guo Rugui, the chief of staff of the 14th Division of the National Army, who was in charge of the counter-encirclement of Luodian, was still a little dazed at this time.

The strategic location of Luodian battlefield changed hands repeatedly. Every time the National Army was forced to withdraw, it had to pay a huge price to regain it. Even this time, he himself was not optimistic about being able to regain it, and he was mentally prepared to sacrifice his life for the country.

Unexpectedly, the situation took a turn for the better, and the troops he led actually recaptured the strategic location of Luodian battlefield at a cost beyond his expectations.

Compared with the previous three counterattacks, this price was really too light, and the source of all this was the young man who stood in the lingering smoke of war, with a white body and a white aura all over his body.

As the division chief of staff who led the charge, Lao Guo saw the role played by Wang Yi after he joined the battle.

Facing those enemy heavy machine gun fire points and mortar muzzles that require lives to be paid to take down.

Wang Yi didn't need to use any skills. He just needed to turn himself into a ball of smoke and pass through it, and the firepower point would be silenced. When his people got in, they found that the Japanese had already been beheaded, but the heavy firepower weapons were intact.

Wang Yi, who turned into a ball of white Qi in the third state of reverse life, was almost undetectable on this battlefield. Wang Yi moved freely on the battlefield, calling out the names of the Japs at those heavy firepower points one by one. The white Qi was like a knife, leaving a bloody mess wherever it passed.

Lao Guo knew about the circle of strange people, but his understanding was limited. Like most people who knew about the circle of strange people, he simply classified strange people as people from aristocratic families who possessed some strange skills and were good at martial arts.

Old immortal and living immortal are words of praise most of the time. After all, those masters of the mysterious sect will not specifically show off their unique skills.

Only today did Lao Guo understand that the term "living immortal" is not an adjective but a realistic description.

This is true even for Lao Guo, a man who is in Cao's camp but his heart is with Han, not to mention the Kuomintang soldiers around Lao Guo.

The expressions they showed when they looked at Wang Yi were no different from those believers who went into the temple to burn incense and pray to gods and Buddhas. Some of them even ran up to Wang Yi, knelt down, and muttered something.

What they talk about are all the same, nothing more than career, marriage, and wealth.

Those with a bit of vision would say that they should finish the war quickly and drive the Japanese away so that they could go home with their military pay and find a wife.

Seeing that the situation was getting out of control, Lao Guo had no choice but to muster up the courage to step forward. He asked his personal soldiers to drive away the irrelevant people, and he also walked up to Wang Yi.

Looking at the young man in front of him who was about the same age as himself, Lao Guo didn't know how to start talking for a moment. After all, having the ability to maintain youthful appearance is a major feature of this circle.

"General, you don't have to do that. My last name is Wang, and my given name is Yi. I think you should have heard of me. I'm the boss of Sitong Company."

"It turned out to be Boss Wang in person. I've heard that the boss of Sitong Company has amazing means, extensive connections, and is backed by a large American financial group. I didn't expect Boss Wang to be so good at doing business and as capable as a living god. I don't deserve the words of a general. I am Guo Rugui, the chief of staff of the 18th Division of the 14th Central Army."

As soon as Lao Guo introduced himself, Wang Yi, who didn't want to talk much to the other party, looked at him a few more times.

Can I meet one of our own on the battlefield of Songhu?

If he is one of our own, then we can talk to him without worrying about being backstabbed, and it can also help him to have a more stable career in the National Government Army.

Knowing the visitor's hidden true identity, Wang Yi naturally became more familiar with him.

But before Wang Yi could stop his mastery and start talking, he was interrupted by the buzzing sound of an airplane in the sky.

"Well, we're going to get bombed again..."

Lao Guo's tone was filled with helplessness and bitterness. This was what it meant to not have air superiority. In the repeated battles for the strategic location of Luodian battlefield, they had already sacrificed a general.

But if they can defend this strategic location, they can occasionally organize counterattacks. If they can't, they can only passively take the beating. Lao Guo and his men have no choice.

"Chief of Staff Guo, please go to take shelter first and build fortifications. I promise you that no bombs from Japanese planes will fall today."

The three levels of reverse birth: gathering shape and dispersing energy!

Golden escape flowing light!

Before Wang Yi finished speaking, Lao Guo saw with his own eyes that Wang Yi, a living person standing in front of him just now, transformed into a beam of golden light soaring into the sky.

With the help of the golden escape technique, Wang Yi, who was extremely fast, reached the maximum altitude of one thousand meters that he could reach before the Japanese pilots in the sky had time to gain altitude.

Three levels of rebirth, change as you wish!

The golden light dissipated, and the ball of white energy that Wang Yi transformed into in the triple state exploded, transforming into a giant eagle with a body of three meters and a wingspan of nearly ten meters.

The eagle claws clenched the fuselage tightly, and the magnetic field martial arts and mental control were activated again.

He controlled the bomber and crashed into the group of aircraft.

The Japanese pilots, who had already been frightened by Wang Yi's move, suddenly lost their fighting spirit.

The position below has been occupied by the National Army. If they continue to fight with Wang Yi here, no support can be provided from below. It is better for them to retreat, return to the sea, reorganize the troops and take the advantage of the sea and sky to retake it back. After all, there is only one Wang Yi.

The Japanese pilots who were beginning to think of retreating naturally changed direction and flew towards the sea.

All of a sudden, this scene appeared in the sky.

A giant eagle was hanging on a plane, chasing dozens of planes, flying all the way towards the old imperial navy fleet parked on the sea.

Moreover, a few planes can be dropped at random points to put pressure on the opponent.

This is also one of the few things Wang Yi can do. Wang Yi is not without the means of dogfighting in the air, but the most convenient and quickest way to close the distance like this is to control the enemy pilot and force him to move by using the machine gun on the plane, and then release simulated slashes by himself.

It is much easier to ignite an airplane's fuel tank than to use a magnetic field to raise the temperature.

Flying at such a high speed in the air, a dogfight is either a fight to the death or a one-shot breakaway. The magnetic field heats up and ignites the aircraft's fuel tank. Unless the opponent is stationary in a certain airspace, this tactic is of little significance. At least it doesn't work in the sky and is not as effective as ground destruction.

However, it was Wang Yi's continuous use of this kind of simulated slashing that could not be seen by the naked eye, made no movement, and had extremely low consumption that made these Japanese pilots lose the will to fight. They only wanted to return to the aircraft carrier and rely on the fleet guns composed of aircraft carriers, destroyers, and cruisers to deal with Wang Yi, the monster they could not handle.

As the land moved away, this strange chasing phenomenon in the sky was immediately observed with the naked eye by the elite lookouts on the Old Imperial Navy destroyers at sea, who sounded the alarm immediately.

Before radar was developed and maturely applied in naval battles, the naval operations of the two countries relied entirely on the eyes of lookouts. Whoever saw the other side first and opened fire first would take the initiative, especially in night battles.

Even the Americans themselves suffered a lot in this regard in the first year after they took action.

This is also one of the reasons why the old imperial navy always disliked the army and called them idiots.

As the warships of the Old Empire on the sea noticed the huge disparity in numbers in the chase in the sky, they aimed their guns at the fighter plane controlled by Wang Yi and opened fire, and the chase came to an end.

Although air defense is good, nine out of ten defenses are useless.

However, even if the firepower network formed by the enemy fleet from the sea could not hit the plane controlled by Wang Yi, it was enough to affect Wang Yi's control altitude of the plane.

Wang Yi, who turned into a giant eagle and overlooked the entire picture of the old imperial navy fleet from the sky, could better understand how difficult it was for the ancestors who still insisted on resisting the war in this era, and he also understood how so many people would be pessimistic about the country's destruction.

Just the pressure and despair brought to Wang Yi by the fleet he saw before him, if he had not known the outcome in advance, what he did at this moment would be no different from an ant trying to shake a tree.

It was not that the Nationalist government did not have a navy, but even in the first year of the War of Resistance Against Japan, the Nationalist government's navy was already in name only during the Battle of Jiangyin in cooperation with the Battle of Songhu. Simply put, except for the organization, everything else was gone.

In other words, the old imperial fleet in this area of ​​water was only a part of the battlefield in Songhu, and another part had already gone down the river to deal with the Kuomintang navy.

But it was all the same to Wang Yi. Since he had promised Lao Guo that they would not be bombed again on the Luodian battlefield today, he would definitely be able to do it.

The act of charging into a battle array alone has gradually died out as firearms have come onto the world stage, but every time it is accomplished, it is a heavy blow to the enemy's morale, an effect that is difficult to achieve even with a surprise attack.

After all, there are excuses for surprise attacks, but being penetrated from the front is a matter of strength, otherwise the story of Xiang Yu's bravery would not be passed down to this day. What Wang Yi has to do now is to pay tribute to the Overlord Xiang Yu.

He no longer kept chasing the Japanese pilots, but lowered his altitude under the dense firepower network below. He began to control the bomber with the giant eagle he had transformed into to avoid anti-aircraft fire, while also selecting the flagship named Izumo from the ships below.

The planes circled around the fleet below in the air, spreading the line of fire of the fleet's anti-aircraft guns, making them lose sight of one thing while focusing on another, and making them unclear about their true intentions.

Then, he seized the opportunity, accelerated, and crashed straight into the side of the flagship Izumo.

The invisible force field of the magnetic field martial arts combined with the triple coating of reverse life preserved the integrity of the fuselage to the greatest extent, allowing Wang Yi to control the bomber loaded with bombs into the blind spot of the ship's guns.

Like an oversized torpedo flying close to the water surface, Wang Yi broke away at the last hundred meters, allowing the bomber to be guided by inertia and crash straight into the side of the Izumo.

The plane's full load of bombs accurately hit the Izumo's ammunition depot, causing a chain reaction explosion.

Two loud bangs were heard on the water, fire was raging, the warship was collapsing, and the deck was full of Japanese soldiers who were unable to escape.

The friendly forces around were also shocked by the two loud explosions and the accident of the Izumo. In the sky, Wang Yi also dispersed his changes and stood in the sky, looking down at the other enemy ships that had come to their senses.

He knew that deterrence was not enough.

As if in response to Wang Yi's thoughts at the moment, dozens of artillery shells were attacking the airspace where Wang Yi was, and time seemed to stand still at this moment.

It was difficult for bullet attacks to cause effective damage to Wang Yi after he attained the third level. The reason why he was injured when the capital fell was that Wang Yi had basically no time to regulate his breathing. He had to save people and kill people at the same time, which exhausted him.

But now, Wang Yi is in good shape, and he also wants to try whether he can cope with one of the industrial crystallizations of this era.

Magnetic field · rotation!

With Wang Yi as the center, an invisible force field with a diameter of fifty meters unfolded.

As the force field expanded, both the elite lookouts and sailors could clearly see the scene.

The shells, which could not be seen with the naked eye and were powerful enough to raze a building on the shore to the ground, appeared in the air, like a vehicle that had suddenly braked. It kept slowing down as it approached the area where Wang Yi was, and finally came to a standstill.

The only action the other party took was to raise his hand with five fingers spread out.

"Sometimes I really hate the world where metaphysics and science coexist..."

In the sky, Wang Yi looked at the cannonball that he had stopped with his own hand and complained.

The reason for his complaints was that the incident just now made him realize that with his current level of cultivation, it was not an easy task to catch dozens of shells with their own dynamic potential energy. To outsiders, it seemed that he was doing it with ease, but his internal injuries were real.

No wonder the elderly Li Muxuan on Nasen Island drove the inverted eight-direction force field to withstand the metal storm and deflect a rocket, and almost died of exhaustion. Wang Yi's is an upgraded and enhanced version.

In other words, he is now in the triple state of reverse life, and even if he is injured, it is not noticeable.

Even though he was complaining, Wang Yi didn't stop his actions.

Under Wang Yi's control, the warhead changed direction and headed towards where it came from.

"...But it's not bad~"

Wang Yi waved his right hand, and the shells that he had released the force to control flew towards the fleet below. However, compared to the speed at which they were fired, the trajectories of the shells were visible to the naked eye, but the ship was too big to turn around.

Seeing it doesn't mean you can hide, you can only use anti-aircraft guns to block it, but the hit rate is really touching.

The shells fell and caused an explosion on the deck, but they could not achieve the same effect as Wang Yi's operation just now, and the power was not enough.

But the commotion it caused was enough to keep them busy for a while.

Wang Yi, who was standing in the sky, did not leave. Since he was here, he had to see clearly what cards the other party had in his hand before he could move forward.

Magical power: dividing the river into land!
A palm-wide groove appeared on the water surface, and it rushed towards a coastal cruiser.

But with the sound of metal clashing, the sailor on the deck fell to the ground with a look of pain on his face, covering his bleeding ears.

On the deck, a nearly two-meter-tall, gray-haired warrior, like an iron tower, held a samurai sword horizontally. The sword broke into pieces and turned into a piece of iron in front of the warrior.

The warrior's face also turned pale as he glared at Wang Yi who was standing in the sky in the distance.

At the same time, around the airspace where Wang Yi was, balls of phosphorous fire appeared out of thin air, mixed with arcs of electricity.

"Sure enough, there are still experts, but do you dare to catch up?"

Such a big commotion also forced out the masters hiding in the opponent's base camp. The goal has been achieved. Wang Yi ignored the thunder and fire that were trying to surround him and uttered a few words lightly.

Then he used magnetic field disturbance to tear open the opponent's encirclement and left the opponent's sight in broad daylight.

On the deck where the Japanese samurai who blocked Wang Yiyi's magical killing move was, a priest who was about the same age as the gray-haired old samurai also appeared from the air.

"Takeda-kun, I can't stop him."

"I know, it's not your fault, it's a monster! But he can't stop the Great Japanese Empire. He can't do it, and this country can't do it either. Let these Chinese soldiers be proud for a while today."

The gray-haired Japanese warrior was calm and did not blame his companions. He glanced at the fleet that had been more or less affected by Wang Yi's attack just now, and the two of them leaped away from the deck.

On the shore, Wang Yi, who had just changed into some clothes after his triple state ended, looked pale with a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth and was gazing at the old imperial fleet filled with smoke on the water.

"That's all I can do. How much trouble you can cause next is up to you."

The perspective fell back to the urban area of ​​the Songhu battlefield. Those Quan Xing members who had followed Wang Yi out of the concession and hid after an ambush were standing in the ruins, each of them covered in blood and wounds. Some of them also fell in the ruins, and no one knew about it.

After counting the number of people, the survivors looked at the corpses lying in a pool of blood, with whom they had fought, and walked over.

They each chose a corpse, took out a blank scroll from their arms, and placed it on the corpse on the ground.

Then he would stick the drawing paper with the other person's rough outline printed on it on himself and follow the inspiration from the true Qi on the drawing paper.

This layer of blank drawing paper also turned into a layer of skin, tightly attached to their bodies. As the drawing paper squirmed, their appearance turned into the corpse they had killed on the ground.

"Hehe, although the Wang family's magic painting skills are not as good as Liu's, they are not bad, but a little troublesome."

"We can change our appearance, but we can't speak Japanese. Wouldn't we be exposed if we go there? It would be a big loss to exchange for some soldiers."

"Damn Taoist priest, you claim to be the descendant of Maoshan, it's time to show your skills."

"Don't worry, it will be fine in a moment."

I saw a Taoist priest sticking a yellow talisman on the throat of these disguised corpses, and then standing there, muttering something, mobilizing his own true Qi to construct the ritual.

As his ritual ended, he gave a shout, and the dead bodies opened their mouths and stuck out their tongues at his command, and he stepped forward to pull off their tongues and eat them into his mouth.

As his mouth opened and closed, authentic Japanese came out of his mouth.

"Okay everyone, pick one for yourselves. But first of all, if anyone wants to poop, do it now. This thing will be useless if you eat it and then poop it out."

"Master, you have a good way. You all heard it, right? Let's hurry up and see if we can step on those famous and upright sects. It all depends on how much noise we can make tonight."

"Okay, okay. He's a high-ranking Japanese official. I've never killed such a big shot in my life."

A group of people spoke Chinese and Japanese at times, and staggered towards the direction of the Japanese army with wounds from a bloody battle on their bodies.

(End of this chapter)