Bronze door through time and space

Chapter 933 Breaking the Deadlock
Yamada stared intently at the alley where the screams had ceased, his teeth almost bleeding from clenching them. Just then, a loud clang came from the side of the armored vehicle. Goblins were throwing stones in their direction. Judging from their cunning expressions, they were testing the waters, probing whether their target was weak or strong, which would determine their next move.

Looking at the goblin's grinning face and the bloodstains on its lips.

"These bastards!" Yamada could no longer hold back and picked up the machine gun to fire, but the tank commander pulled him down.

"You bastard! Do you want to drag everyone to a military court?! Have you thought about your family?!"

Yamada, who had just been slapped, was somewhat lost in thought. He turned his head and, through the vehicle's observation window, saw several goblins dragging a girl in a school uniform in front of the convenience store on the street corner.

The girl's school uniform skirt was torn to shreds, her face was covered in tears, but she didn't even have the strength to scream, and her only hope was...
Yamada's heart felt like it was being squeezed by an invisible hand. He thought of his daughter, and then he could no longer care about orders. He pushed away the commander's hand, grabbed the machine gun, aimed at the target, and pulled the trigger. In just a few seconds, he had turned several goblins into mincemeat and allowed the girl to escape successfully.

However, Yamada's actions clearly disobeyed orders, infuriating the tank commander who cursed loudly, but was stopped by other crew members, intentionally or unintentionally.

Since arriving in Tokyo, everything they've seen has been challenging their psychological limits. It's impossible for them not to have any complaints about the higher-ups.

They're not as fearless as Yamada, willing to risk everything, but they can still lend a hand.

In fact, despite the commander's swearing, he didn't even report it, because he knew very well that many people were dissatisfied with this, including himself, and the increasing gunfire outside the train was proof of that.

"Everyone, stay alert! Don't let those monsters ambush you. Also, open the ammo boxes. Can't you see Yamada's almost out of bullets?" The tank commander sat in his seat as if nothing was wrong, issuing orders. The crew members were taken aback for a moment, then smiled and took their positions.

Gunfire seemed to spread like wildfire; the Self-Defense Forces entering Japan began shooting down any enemy they encountered.

No matter what kind of otherworldly creature it is, if it can't withstand bullets with its own body, it's trash, and the goblin proved this point with its own life.

The armored vehicle began to advance, its guns spitting fire, scattering the goblins that were trying to regroup time and time again, killing them in large numbers. Panic caused them to scatter in all directions.

More and more Self-Defense Force soldiers are no longer following the orders of their superiors to exercise restraint and negotiate. They have witnessed firsthand that these are man-eating monsters, and negotiating with such things is simply insane.

The barrage of rifles and light machine guns formed a massive iron net, trapping the fleeing goblins.

The soldiers advanced along the street, calling out the names of the hiding and wounded goblins one by one, like hunting wild dogs.

Green blood splattered across every corner of Tokyo, resembling graffiti splashed with cheap paint, and a pungent, fishy stench filled the air, making people nauseous.

Although heavy weapons were not allowed, the firepower of rifles and light machine guns was sufficient. The Self-Defense Forces killed a large number of goblins still wandering the streets and rescued many trapped and captured humans. The scene was so bad that it could be used as material for an adult anime called "Black Beast Tokyo Arc".

At this moment, the Five Colors Team, who had been on the move all night, could finally breathe a sigh of relief. Even though their physical abilities were many times greater than those of ordinary people, and killing goblins was as easy as killing chickens, spending the whole night killing monsters was a heavy burden not only on their bodies but also on their minds. After all, they were just ordinary people before.

Fortunately, the island nation's government discovered the problem in time and transferred the Five Colors Squad to the Self-Defense Forces.

However, they didn't have much time to rest. After replenishing their energy, they were given an even more arduous task: to trace the origin of the goblins.

Covered in gunpowder smoke, Yamada quickly changed his ammunition belt. He no longer cared about whether he would face a military court-martial, because the dead don't need to think about such things.

Goblins may be weak, but they are not simply wild beasts. After suffering heavy casualties, they are quickly learning how to fight such an enemy, such as emerging from the sewers or descending from the sky. Their large numbers and small size allow them to appear unexpectedly near the Self-Defense Forces. Modern technology has also upgraded the goblins' equipment, making them capable of inflicting fatal damage on Self-Defense Force members. Since modern warfare means that armies don't issue full-body armor, many Self-Defense Force members have been stabbed or even killed. This has instilled fear in the Self-Defense Forces, who were previously basking in their invincibility, and their advance has slowed considerably.

Although the US has not stationed troops in the island nation, as a consequence of its past provocations and subsequent defeats, the island nation's military forces are still subject to strict supervision. Coupled with the complex domestic situation and partisan strife, many problems of the military have not been resolved and have instead worsened, such as recruitment, morale, and treatment.

The ever-reduced benefits, low social status, and the dreaded bullying in the military have made young people in the island nation unwilling to join the army. This has forced the military to find shortcuts and recruit soldiers through deception and fraud. The morale of the soldiers recruited in this way is predictably low.

Even so, the authorities showed no intention of improving the soldiers' treatment, and even the most basic meals were difficult to meet.

To put it simply, most countries' weight loss programs aren't as extreme as theirs.

In this way, morale cannot be guaranteed at all.

Basically, posing is fine, you get paid for your work, but don't even think about risking your life – that's the style of the modern island nation's military.

The low morale immediately put pressure on Yamada, who was in charge of suppressing fire.

"What are you all standing there for! Change the ammunition belt!" The tank commander's voice came from the side, his tone no longer filled with anger, but instead with a hint of imperceptible urgency.

Yamada turned his head and saw the train conductor glancing through the observation window out of the corner of his eye, his eyes fixed on the green figures moving at the alley entrance not far away.

The fleeing goblins seemed to be gathering again, their sharp cries faintly audible even through the armor plating, like a pack of enraged mad dogs.

A crew member quickly handed him a belt of ammunition, but the nearly empty ammunition box made his expression change, and he immediately reported the situation to the tank commander.

"Damn it, conserve ammunition. The ammunition won't be delivered anytime soon, and we'll have to hold out for a long time." The tank commander had just learned that they had advanced too quickly. Although they seemed to have killed a lot of goblins, even more goblins had surrounded them and blocked their retreat, making it difficult for the logistics personnel to deliver ammunition supplies.

In modern warfare, neither armored vehicles nor soldiers carry much ammunition. Firstly, their load capacity is limited, and secondly, it is unnecessary. They are not fixed bunkers, nor are they prepared for positional warfare. There is no need to consider the issue of prolonged fire suppression; mobility is the most crucial factor.

However, Tokyo's complex terrain and the small goblins have turned the area into a steel jungle. No one knows where they will appear from, forcing the Self-Defense Forces to maintain firepower for extended periods, which greatly accelerates the consumption of ammunition. Unfortunately, ammunition supplies cannot be delivered, and it seems that if this continues, they will have to resort to bayonet fighting. No wonder the tank commander is so anxious.

However, Yan Xu felt that this was not enough, so he adjusted the seal again, and more otherworldly creatures poured in, such as goblins, trolls, and orcs.

Goblins look very similar to goblins, but are much smarter. They not only possess extraordinary professional heritage, but also have awe-inspiring goblin technology. They quickly organized the scattered goblins and prepared to occupy a territory.

Although trolls and orcs are brave, they are few in number and were persuaded by clever and cunning goblins to become high-ranking mercenaries.

With their newfound organization, the sheer number of goblins has become even more threatening, putting the Self-Defense Forces in a difficult position and requiring someone to break the deadlock.

Bombing Tokyo was out of the question, and weapons of mass destruction were absolutely prohibited, so the island nation decided to use supernatural powers to break the deadlock.

(End of this chapter)