Under One Person: One Person Goes

Chapter 395 Human power is limited

"boom!"

On the battlefield where the smoke had not yet dissipated, a Japanese soldier fell to the ground.

"Which one is this?"

"If you count today, this is the fifteenth. If you count all the people I've killed in the past few days, there's too many to count. Boy, as long as you survive one day in this place, you'll lose count of the number of Japanese that have died in your hands."

"Then I'd better hide away. The Japanese are not like the Communists. Every shot they make will kill you. If you can't afford to provoke me, can you hide away?"

"Then why are you following your commander to kill us?"

"You said he's the commander. Being a soldier means eating food and getting paid to live. Commander Zhou hasn't treated us unfairly. If he really wants us to fight him to the death, we have to admit it."

"You are luckier than me. I have been fighting the Japanese for so many days, but I have never seen what military pay looks like. Those student reporters are so stupid, thinking that if they praise me in the newspapers, the court will give me military pay? Pah!"

"So you're still here fighting the Japanese?"

"…There is no one left at home. I am the only one left. It doesn't matter where I die. At that time, the Immortal Wang snatched me back from the hands of the King of Hell. Now I will repay the debt to the Immortal Wang."

"I'm afraid you don't understand, brother. Look at this thick fog. How can the weather be good at this time of year? I don't know how the commander is talking. Should we continue to fight or flee? Give me a clear answer. He is a living god who is protecting us mortals from disasters."

On the last remaining Kuomintang position on the Luodian battlefield, several Kuomintang soldiers were chatting there to ease their emotions.

Looking down from the sky at this time, you can see a picture like this.

On the razed Luodian battlefield, a thick, lingering fog divided this small Sino-Japanese battlefield into two. At first glance, the fog seemed to be swallowing up the last Kuomintang position on the Luodian battlefield.

From time to time, dozens or even dozens of wounded, dazed, and disorganized Japanese soldiers would emerge from the thick fog.

Then he fell under the guns of the Kuomintang soldiers at the front line.

Looking around, nearly two hundred Japanese soldiers had fallen in an extremely scattered formation on the front line of the National Army responsible for reconnaissance of the enemy situation. In the thick fog, there were flashes of fire, explosions and shouts of killing from time to time.

'Shuh! '

The three-meter-long sword energy swept past, instantly splitting the body in front of him into two without any hesitation.

"His Majesty! Long live the Emperor!"

Along with a loud shout, a loud thunder roared, and the flames ignored the enemy and friend, engulfing everything around.

Then there was a relay of shouts and explosions one after another, like a string of firecrackers lit to welcome the New Year.

The shock wave and the flames cleared the thick fog to create a vacuum zone, and in this vacuum zone, there was a man standing with two swords in hand.

There were sparks of fire burning out on his clothes, his face was disheveled and covered in black and gray, his chest was heaving, his breath was misty, and he looked at the figure in front of him that appeared and disappeared in the fog, with a wry smile on his face.

Wang Yi exhaled lightly and blew away the sparks on his clothes. He felt helpless and wanted to laugh about his current situation.

"You guys really found the trick, little Japanese."

With a light curse, Wang Yi suddenly raised his sword to the sky. A blood mist suddenly appeared in the air, and then a figure in ninja clothes hung on Wang Yi's sword.

The opponent was not surprised that his hiding skills were seen through by Wang Yi. He just used up his last strength to hold the blade tightly before dying, trying to prevent himself from drawing the knife to dodge.

Immediately afterwards, two figures also removed their disguises and swooped down from above Wang Yi like two bats, targeting the long sword in Wang Yi's right hand that could not be pulled out from the corpse.

'snort! ’

With a cold snort, the true energy transformed into sword energy and extended along the blade. As Wang Yi moved, the two ninjas were strung together like the previous one like a candied haws. Like the previous one, they used their bodies as dumbbells for Wang Yi, hoping to restrain Wang Yi's movements in this way.

At the same time, dozens of ninjas rushed out from the mist, aiming directly at Wang Yi's other hand, wanting to do the same. Wang Yi responded directly to the opponent's repeated moves.

He held the knife in his right hand and twisted it vigorously, and the corpse hanging on his blade and knife energy turned into broken pieces and scattered all over the ground.

At the same time, he swung his left hand and pulled, and the invisible force formed by his true energy turned into dozens of tentacles that passed through the bodies of these ninjas, and each tentacle formed by the invisible force grabbed the internal organs of a ninja.

And as Wang Yi pulled the knife, his internal organs were crushed, and the ninjas' charge came to an abrupt halt.

But Wang Yi did not take any further action. Instead, he released a gravity field with a radius of five meters with himself as the center. At the edge of this extreme distance of five meters, a series of explosions surrounded him again.

He was enveloped by mud, shock waves, and smoke, but he used them as a cover to keep a distance. Although he was unharmed, only the handles of the two swords in his hands, which were made temporarily with iron sheets, were left.

"His Qi can't come back! Children, for the glory of Bihe Mountain, kill him!"

"You're a fucking cockroach, how can you be so fertile?!"

With a curse, countless pieces of iron floated around Wang Yi. With a wave of Wang Yi's hand, they turned into countless sharp blades and scattered out. The shouting voice stopped abruptly, and the surrounding white mist was stained with a layer of blood.

There were shadowy figures in the blood mist, and rustling sounds were everywhere.

The opponent's deliberate confusion did not disturb Wang Yi's mind. The bayonets gathered around Wang Yi and, under Wang Yi's control, were aimed at the enemy hidden in the fog.

This kind of fighting was repeated in the fog since he used his mind to mobilize the magnetic field of heaven and earth within a mile radius to create this thick fog.

The commander who commanded this human wave tactic was a ruthless and capable man.

If it was a simple hand-to-hand combat, Wang Yi was really confident that he could kill all the Japanese occupying the Luodian battlefield without any trouble.

Just like when the elderly Zhang Zhiwei went down the mountain to wipe out Quan Xing, if the strength of both sides is not at the same level, the advantage in numbers is not an advantage, and the amount of effort required to kill one person is almost the same as killing a group of people.

But these Japanese devils and their cannon fodder, the Biheshan ninjas, solved this problem with their fearless and staged self-destructive charges.

Wang Yi could kill all the people without him having to use a second move. However, the grenades tied to these people could explode individually or in a cluster, and he could not ignore the shock waves.

Moreover, in order to prevent themselves from detonating the grenades prematurely, these devils pulled out the pins and charged towards themselves when the countdown to the explosion began.

The tactics are also simple, just like what we did just now.

The cannon fodder ninjas from Yubihe Mountain took the lead. These guys were the lowest in the alien circle. Although they had Qi, they could only run faster and jump higher.

Even if all of them died, the top leaders of the Heshan Ninjas probably wouldn't feel any pity. They would just recruit another group of children to train. They are easy to train anyway, and there will be enough reserve soldiers.

These cannon fodder ninjas held him back, giving the charging Japanese soldiers enough distance to reach a certain range in front of him before the grenades exploded.

Then they shouted "Long live the emperor" and then blew themselves up.

Once doesn't matter, twice, three times, and even now, it has been eliminated again and again. While dodging, Wang Yi's blood and qi were also unstable due to the shock.

However, the enemy's offensive momentum never stopped, so Wang Yi felt that he had screwed himself. He was clearly trying to buy time for the National Army soldiers who were still guarding here to retreat safely and stop them from defending Luodian.

But now the opponent didn't care at all about the small group of national troops who could be taken away at any time. They were determined to kill him and used the human wave bomb tactic to blow him to death on the spot.

None of these devil soldiers who had been successfully brainwashed by the Japanese high-ranking officials took their lives seriously. Wang Yi couldn't figure out whether they were afraid or not. He only knew one thing, that if the rear did not retreat, he would be surrounded and his blood would be more than just unstable.

While thinking about these things, Wang Yi's magnetic field radar gave him a warning again. Seeing this, he also laughed at himself.

"Tsk, here we go again, this is bad luck~"

(End of this chapter)