Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 410 Retreat
The sound came from dozens of heavy mortars that He Songling had just deployed around the Japanese camp, turning into smoke while Quan Xing and his men were fighting with the Japanese soldiers.

"Ow!"

The Japanese soldiers were just "fighting" with something that they didn't know whether it was a human or a demon. Even a round of shooting hadn't ended yet. All the Japanese soldiers were staring nervously at the "human-shaped object" in the sky to see if "it" was hurt by their firepower. Naturally, they were not prepared for the attack on the ground.

As soon as the cannon sounded, almost at the same time, countless beasts screamed.

"Fuck you little Japs, you're going to bomb me, right? Let me show you what it feels like to be bombed!"

He Songling was lying on the ground, looking up at his own achievements with difficulty. Seeing that the Japanese had suffered heavy casualties, he couldn't help feeling gratified.

Mortars are generally used for upward firing, using a very high ballistic arc to shoot at targets behind cover. But that doesn't mean it can't be fired horizontally.

On the contrary, the heavy mortar not only has a large firing angle and a high ballistic arc, but also has the characteristics of a short barrel and a short range. It is most suitable for a little superman like He Songling to use as a Gatling gun by strange means.

In fact, He Songling also wanted to use heavy artillery, but that thing was too big and too heavy. Not to mention that He Songling himself could not carry too many, just the huge gun body was enough for the Japanese to be able to detect.

Moreover, the caliber of heavy mortars is over 100 mm, which is actually much larger than the Japanese Type 92 infantry gun with a caliber of only 70 mm. It is definitely enough to bombard these lightly armed Japanese who have no bunkers, fortifications, or armored vehicles.

After one round of shelling, the Japanese suffered heavy casualties, with broken limbs flying everywhere, and the ninjas were also affected a lot.

"That's it, let's go."

He Songling took another look at the battlefield, and after confirming that the effect he wanted had almost been achieved, he turned into a wisp of smoke and slowly drifted away into the distance.

West of Mianshan Fissure.

"Cough, cough, cough..." A wisp of smoke slowly floated over, gradually condensing into a charred, emaciated human figure, holding onto the tree trunk and coughing non-stop. Every time he coughed, a puff of black smoke came out. The smoke continued to dissipate, and finally completely dissipated, and He Songling's body appeared under the tree.

"Pfft!"

He Songling exhaled another puff of gunpowder smoke, and felt pain all over his body. Feeling his heavy body, he couldn't help but frown. Ever since he entered the third level of cultivation, he had never returned to his physical body so thoroughly.

It's not that He Songling is still imitating Zuo Ruotong's head kicking. His three levels are connected to the heavenly path. When the innate Qi enters his body, under normal circumstances, a part of it will be assimilated by the innate Qi. Later, when the Dan is broken into an infant, the Qi-transformed body of the innate Qi is achieved, and it is even more difficult to distinguish between the physical body and the Qi body.

I didn't expect that today, I would return to the state when I hadn't even entered the first level of cultivation.

It was completely flesh, not even the first level of skin and flesh could be achieved. It was like Vegeta who was given a Trunks by Eighteen, or Super Vegeta who was hit by Cell's elbow, and he completely returned to normal.

However, fortunately, as long as he has not completely died, he will eventually recover, and the recovery speed is very fast. He Songling made a simple estimate and estimated that at most it would take three to five weeks for him to at least recover a certain amount of strength. If Zhang Zhiwei, the old bull nose, was injured like this, he would have to recover for two years.

This is very useful when you advance to the level of Innate Qi, and it has an "incredible" effect.

Because according to what He Songling saw in the "miracle", even if one had both hands, if hit by this level of firepower, the first thing that would happen is that he would not be able to survive. Even if he survived, he would be unable to receive treatment because he had overdrawn too much energy.

Either one waits patiently for several months and receives treatment bit by bit, or the user of Shuangquanshou is drained of energy at once. After all, the energy needed to recover from so much artillery fire is definitely not something that can be replenished by just one or two Shuangquanshou practitioners.

With He Songling's current strength, even if Duanmu Ying, Qu Tong, Lu Liang and Lu Huan, four outstanding practitioners of both hands in the world of "One Person", were gathered together, it would still not be enough for him to recover.

No, "Xiantian·Nisheng" is still the best.

He Songling exhaled again, but his body, which was not transformed by Qi, could no longer exhale black air, so it turned into a puff of blood mist. Feeling the knife-like pain in his lungs and the taste of metallic rust in his throat, He Songling, who had originally planned to move a few more steps, stopped again.

“It’s hard to move.”

He Songling sat down again, leaning against the tree trunk, and laughed at himself: "I have also suffered this day."

"You kid, so deserved this day." A low and violent voice was heard, and then He Songling saw two figures, one fat and one thin, walking out from the fog on the opposite suspension bridge.

In the original novel, it was just a small-scale attack, the Japanese soldiers did not use much heavy firepower, and the characters fighting were mainly ninjas, allowing Liang Ting to rely on his mechanical body to escape safely.

But this time, the bombardment was so fierce that in the end, He Songling's landmine explosion and the bombardment made no distinction between friend and foe. Even if Liang Ting had changed part of his body into iron, he still could not avoid being seriously injured.

Not to mention Wu Gensheng, he was physically weak. When fighting with aliens, relying on the spirit of the gods and his own strong life cultivation, as long as he didn't run into a few people like Zhang Zhiwei, he could basically be invincible. But when he ran into a battlefield full of artillery fire, it would be much more miserable.

In the original novel, he was shot in the lower abdomen and nearly died; now, in addition to that gunshot wound, he was also shot in the shoulder and side abdomen, and his chest and calves were grazed by shrapnel from either artillery shells or mines, the wounds were so deep that the bones were visible, and he was almost unable to move.

The two supported each other, Liang Ting used the "soft bone" mechanism in his body to support the ground, making a "prosthetic limb", and he walked quite fast, and could even "move normally" to a certain extent. The injury must be serious, and if he fought, his strength would also decrease a lot, but the visible condition was much better than He Songling.

Liang Ting was heavy to begin with, and when he walked with his "soft bones", each step was deeply embedded in the rocks. The "dong dong" sound of his heavy footsteps, coupled with his huge body and ferocious face, made him look particularly oppressive.

"Boy, aren't you quite arrogant? How do you want me to deal with you now?" Liang Ting obviously didn't get enough of killing the Japanese. This was natural, because the things that made him happy were never cruel killings. However, Liang Ting himself didn't know this, and naturally, others didn't find it either.

But now, at least he still thought so, and there was a ferocious light in his eyes when he looked at He Songling.

(End of this chapter)