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Chapter 123 Wow, that's fierce! Much more ruthless than us! (Seeking monthly votes)
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

One explosion followed a few seconds later with three more, the continuous blasts bombarding the eardrums.

Even from a great distance, one could feel the power of the explosion.

Looking at the sea of ​​fire in the distance, which illuminated the area for miles around, Lao Qi didn't even need to give a signal; Song Jingang had already led his men out.

Looking from afar, I could feel a wave of heat.

It was almost as if I could hear the screams of the Japanese soldiers deep within the inferno.

"That's really fierce! Brother Yunfei is much more ruthless than us!"

"Go! Charge! A second attack! A counterattack! Kill them all!" Song Jingang's men were greatly encouraged. They were not afraid of death; they were all alone, their wives, children, and parents had all been killed by the Japanese.

But they feared dying in vain, failing to avenge their ancestors, and thus letting them down.

There are three extremely harsh vows among the Chinese people, vows that are so severe that violating them would mean certain death, and one would have to fight to the death to uphold them.

Your child has been unfilial!
Our ancestors are above!

The time has come for the Party and the people to test us!
At this moment, the bandits immediately triggered two oaths, and charged on horseback. As long as they were not seriously injured and unable to move, they all rushed towards the fire.

Chen Zhan was hidden in the pit, but was buried alive by the blasted soil, which covered him at least two or three meters.

Thank goodness it was him.

Using both fists and feet, they dug through the black soil.

After observing the situation, the explosives were detonated perfectly. The reason why there was a few seconds' interval between the first and subsequent explosions was because the first explosion targeted the first two carriages.

The first two carriages were filled with Japanese soldiers.

The later ones were blown up randomly. The train was very long, and Chen Zhan had no way of knowing exactly who was in which carriage. He could only guess. However, the supplies were definitely in the back. The carriages for people were different from those for freight cars.

Chen Zhan didn't dare to blow up the supplies, not because he was thinking of seizing them, but because he was afraid they might be some terrible thing.

The various experiments conducted by the Japanese in Northeast China were not something they only thought of after the full-scale war; they were premeditated and likely prepared in advance.

Flames shot into the sky, and Chen Zhan had just peeked out when he saw what was happening.

"boom!!!"

There was another explosion; it was a secondary explosion caused by the bomb that had previously destroyed the Japanese ammunition storage compartment.

After frying.

Chen Zhan scanned the scene amidst the flames and chaos, seeing the Japanese shouting "Baka!" everywhere, a complete mess.

Taking advantage of the chaos, he stripped off a Japanese military uniform.

He pretended to be in a panic and ran around aimlessly, seemingly fleeing for his life, but in reality he was checking the situation.

Chen Zhan was alone; killing a few Japanese soldiers wouldn't make a difference.

He was looking for any surviving high-ranking officials! The high-ranking official Ye Ningzhen was referring to was probably a Japanese major general.

He walked a few dozen steps, amidst the commotion and noise, but no one paid him any attention, and he couldn't understand the language of these birds.

"Haga, eliminate the fire, early to eliminate the fire."

"General ほご, general ほご"

Chen Zhan had his own judgment: he would go where there were many people, because there would definitely be gains.

For the first time, he had the idea of ​​learning Japanese, to know himself and his enemy.

If he knew Japanese now, he could not only judge the other person by their language, but he could even pretend to be a Japanese officer and ask someone for directions.

He's already exposed himself the moment he opened his mouth.

It's always good to go to more places; in the event of an explosion, the priority must be protecting our own generals.

Before the flames had died down, gunshots rang out; it was Ye Ningzhen.

Hidden in the shadows, with a wider field of vision than Chen Zhan, he fired several shots, killing the Japanese general in the crowd, and also guiding Chen Zhan in the right direction.

Ye Ningzhen killed almost every enemy with one shot, but she was alone and could only cause a small-scale disturbance.

There were countless Japanese soldiers on the train, many of whom were killed in the bombing, and countless others were killed as well. They were also highly skilled in military affairs. They immediately dispatched a 20-man squad to search for Ye Ningzhen in the direction from which the gunfire started.

But the twenty-man squad had barely stepped out of the railway tracks when they were surrounded and killed by more than eighty bandits.

In a fit of rage, they cooperated with Ye Ningzhen to wipe them out completely.

That wasn't all. The frenzied Song Jingang and his men opened fire wildly towards the crowd. With Chen Zhan's explosives providing cover, the Japanese were completely unprepared for this counterattack.

They had no idea that Chen Zhan was mixed in with the crowd, assuming he would run away after the explosion.

He was surrounded by Japanese soldiers, and he thought of their various acts and his dead brothers.

Song Jingang said, "Brothers, beat him hard! Crush him into a bloody pulp!"

They opened fire and swept through, dozens of men lined up in a long, straight line, raining down bullets like a fiery snake, just like mowing grass.

In an instant, swarms of Japanese soldiers fell.

Only a master like Chen Zhan could instantly pull two corpses in front of him, completely blocking the fire snake.

The two bodies were soon smashed to pieces, and Chen Zhanren had already crawled into the bombed-down train to avoid the line of fire.

There were still quite a few people in the carriage.

When he saw Chen Zhan come in, he was stunned for a moment, "Baga, He 隠す, Tu 撃してくれ."

Unable to understand, Chen Zhan only addressed them with his gun.

In the confined space, only three feet apart, there was no issue of marksmanship accuracy; the bullets instantly pierced through all three people.

Chaos erupted inside the carriage, and Chen Zhan emptied his two guns in just a second or two.

Only a few were still breathing. After changing a few guns and tucking them into his waistband, Chen Zhan saw the remaining men off and proceeded along the train carriage.

Song Jingang had seventy or eighty men under his command, but after a round of bullets, not many were left standing below.

"Come on, follow me to the back and let's take a look at the supply trucks."

The train was very long. The train in front was bombed, and the train behind it was brought to a stop by the impact, but it was not damaged much.

Song Jingang rode his horse along the edge and charged backward, while Chen Zhan ran wildly inside the carriage. He glanced at Ye Ningzhen's pocket watch; five minutes had passed, and there were at most fifteen minutes left.

They had to evacuate before the main force of the Kwantung Army arrived. The train carriages were tilted and some doors were jammed due to the impact, but that didn't bother him.

The heavy iron gate, weighing dozens of kilograms, was like paper in his hands; he tore it open with ease and advanced, killing his way through.

They slaughtered all three carriages.

There must have been others who knew of Chen Zhan's existence and fled in advance.

He also sensed a sense of unease; the gunfire outside had subsided somewhat.

"Oh!"

In front of Chen Zhan, the window of a carriage was shattered, and a person inside had been shot in the head and was lying on the ground.

The quiet atmosphere in the carriage was shattered: "There's a sharpshooter!"

"Don't panic, don't panic, protect your lord and get out of here, reinforcements will be here soon!" a Japanese soldier who looked like an adjutant shouted.

"No, we can't lose this batch of goods! We'll protect them even if it means death," the middle-aged man beside him whispered.

"But... the fighting outside has gone completely berserk, there are sharpshooters watching, and there's a killing machine on the other side."

"It's alright, someone outside will handle it. We only need to deal with this person in front of us."

The conversation was in Japanese, which Chen Zhan could hear but couldn't understand, but that didn't stop him from speeding up.

Relax your shoulders and drop your elbows, concentrate your mind and gather your strength.

With a surge of power and a rush of blood, an elbow struck the iron door, instantly crumpling it like a crumpled piece of paper, and then crashed into the carriage with a dull thud.

Chen Zhan unleashed his power, and the iron gate, like a raging bull, crashed down, sweeping away a group of Japanese soldiers who fell to the ground.

As soon as the door opened, the Japanese soldiers immediately concentrated their firepower, unleashing a barrage of gunfire. When their bullets ran out, Chen Zhan was nowhere to be seen.

"Where are the people? Where have they gone?"

"He ran away?"

"boom!"

A loud bang!
Fujiwara and his adjutant below the roof of the vehicle were startled and looked up to see a horrifying scene!
The figure stomped directly on the roof of the car, crashing down with a piece of sheet metal along with it. A demon god descended from the sky, his blood and energy erupting.

Chen Zhanquan circulated his true qi and blood, and his heart immediately surged as if oil had been poured on a fire! His blood exploded throughout his body, and his height and physique swelled by 30%, turning him into a giant iron tower, nearly two meters tall.

The Eiffel Tower has been demolished!

"Bajiquan, close-quarters combat!"

With a lean and a collision, the two people on top of him were thrown into the air as if hit by a speeding train, their bodies torn to pieces in mid-air!
Take a step forward, adopting the Eight Extremes stance!

Bajiquan is characterized by its fierce and violent nature, close-quarters combat, and explosive strikes.

Before Chen Zhan reached the level of Huajin, he did not have a deep understanding of Bajiquan. When facing Bajiquan masters, he would use Taiji Hammer, a similarly powerful and fierce move.

Things are different now; once you understand one thing, you understand everything, and once you have a certificate, you have a permanent one.

With sufficient strength and vitality, close-range Bajiquan becomes the most lethal move.

Bajiquan has a wide variety of moves, mostly using elbows, knees, and fists. It is said that Muay Thai later incorporated many Bajiquan techniques.

Chen Zhan lunged forward, sending three people flying, and immediately rushed into the crowd. He used basic moves such as punching, elbowing, hugging, chopping, and pressing his palm, but combined with his towering body, the effect was exaggerated.

One touch and you die; one thrust and you shatter; one palm strike and you lose a life.

They moved quickly and with great force; even if you wanted to shoot, you couldn't catch them, and you wouldn't dare.

Inside the carriage were more than a dozen Japanese soldiers, but Chen Zhan killed most of them in the blink of an eye. The remaining men ran out of the carriage, and Fujiwara's adjutant shouted frantically:

"Quickly protect Lord Fujiwara! There's a killer inside! Fire! Kill him!"

After Chen Zhan finished dealing with the situation, he jumped out of the window of the carriage. A volley of bullets swept towards him, but he rolled on the ground, dodging most of them. He was hit by two bullets, but he didn't care at all.

"run?"

Chen Zhan snorted lightly, took a step forward, covering more than ten meters, and combined the "impact force" of his body forward with his elbow in front, using a point to hit the area, "Bang!"

Fujiwara's adjutant, before he could finish his sentence, was reduced to a shower of blood.

Smash it to pieces!

There were three people left, with Fujiwara at the back, and reinforcements were already rushing over from a distance.

Chen Zhan glanced at the scene, capturing the distance, time, and gunshots in his mind. This was the most important ability in his destiny [Mind and Martial Unity]: "Seeing Through Everything!"

Make the most correct judgment in an instant.

He took a step to the side, using his body as a spear, and plunged into the midst of the last three.

The Japanese soldiers who rushed in immediately dared not fire.

Only one man with a knife remained. He rushed over quickly. The man was dressed in a samurai uniform and appeared to be middle-aged. He shouted, "Stop!"

This sentence is in standard, clear Chinese pronunciation.

Major General Fujiwara, standing before Chen Zhan, said in Chinese: "If you kill me, it will lead to a breakdown in relations between China and Japan, and you will not be able to withstand the wrath of the Great Japanese Empire."

Chen Zhan turned around in a bow stance, his steps quickened, and he unleashed a punch, striking Fujiwara in the face with his arm. The last two people in front of Fujiwara were knocked away.

Only Fujiwara remained.

"Can't handle it? Not necessarily. Unfortunately, you can't handle my wrath right now!"

Chen Zhan spurred his body forward, crossed his arms with his left hand on the outside and his right hand on the inside, twisted his waist and turned his body, and spread his arms to the sides.

With both fists thrown out simultaneously, the air exploded.

"Oh!"

With the sound of bones shattering, Fujiwara's body flew out like a kite with a broken string, spilling not only blood, but also various internal organs and human tissues.

It was completely shattered.

It landed directly on the path the swordsman had come from.

The man with the knife stopped, looked at the barely recognizable Fujiwara, and his face turned ashen.

(End of this chapter)