The Magic Lamp Ability: Starting with One Person in the Republic of China Era

"Zhou Ming, the troops have finished their rest and preparations. We need to set off immediately," Wang Wu said as he approached.

"Okay!" Zhou Ming nodded and stopped practicing.

Four Blood Fiend Blades, moving at will, quickly landed in one hand, while another four newly forged Blood Fiend Blades, a beat slower, landed somewhat unsteadily in the other hand.

Now Zhou Ming no longer has the idea of ​​hoarding talismans and waiting for monsters. He immediately forges the Blood Fiend Demon Blade whenever he has materials, and increases his strength as much as possible.

Following the corps, they set off again. The entire Hongkou area was like a den of dragons and tigers, with sandbags piled up at every intersection. Machine guns were mounted on the rooftops along the road, making the advance of the main force extremely difficult.

"Commander Wei, let your men rest for a bit, and set off again tonight," Zhou Ming suddenly said as he approached.

Chapter 28 The Nighttime Massacre

Commander Wei frowned and said with a serious expression, "The order from above is to get to the Marine Corps headquarters at all costs and as fast as possible, and we cannot stop for any reason."

“It’s too slow now. I promise we can move much faster tonight,” Zhou Ming said calmly, unaffected by the other person’s serious expression.

"Advance quickly? You can take care of these firing positions tonight." Commander Wei, being a professional, immediately thought of something and pointed to the machine gun emplacement upstairs.

“Yes!” Zhou Ming nodded.

"Can you guarantee that?"

"It's at most an hour until dark, so it won't take much time. Besides, your soldiers have been fighting for so long and they really need a rest."

Commander Wei was somewhat tempted, not mainly because he was convinced, but because if he agreed to Zhou Ming's request, he would have an excuse to be late, and his soldiers really needed rest after a day of fighting.

"Okay." After Commander Wei finished, he went to give the order.

"Xiaoming, are you really confident? These machine guns are not easy to deal with." Wang Wen walked over, somewhat worried, fearing that Zhou Ming might be too impulsive and lose his life.

"Don't forget the first lesson the team leader taught you. Even the most skilled members of our special operations team, who suffered heavy losses, couldn't withstand machine gun fire," Wang Wu said as he walked over.

“Brothers, I wasn’t acting impulsively. I remember it clearly. Not to mention machine guns, even a powerful rifle could have wounded me. If I hadn’t reacted in time and hadn’t taken proper precautions, it could have even killed me with a single shot,” Zhou Ming nodded and said.

Although the technology of this era was not as advanced as that of modern times, the bullets were more powerful than modern firearms.

Because this era still saw the use of full-power bullets, the large amount of gunpowder used to make firearms extremely powerful and penetrating, with considerable force even at a distance of one kilometer.

However, doing so would make the ammunition larger, slow down reloading, increase recoil, and reduce accuracy in burst fire.

Therefore, in 1941, a medium-power bullet was developed, which reduced the amount of gunpowder used and eliminated excess power.

After all, for ordinary people, this excessive power is completely unnecessary.

However, for the superhumans, the power of bullets is now extremely deadly.

Even though Zhou Ming had mastered Iron Shirt to the third level, he couldn't guarantee that he would be unharmed after being shot by a high-powered rifle.

Not to mention the even more terrifying machine guns. Looking up at the machine gun emplacements on the rooftops, which were not far apart from each other, Zhou Ming remained highly calm.

"If I rush up alone during the day, I'll be too obvious a target, but at night, everything will be different," Zhou Ming thought to himself.

As darkness fell, just before it was completely dark, five figures appeared in the distance.

“Brother Wen, Fifth Brother, those are living puppets I made; they are our own people.”

Just as the most perceptive Wang Wu looked up into the distance, Zhou Ming spoke.

"Living puppets? Japanese?" Wang Wen blurted out.

“They’re all Japanese, including two experts,” Zhou Ming nodded and said.

"As long as they're Japanese, that's fine. If anyone dares to talk nonsense, I'll slap them across the face," Wang Wen said, patting his chest.

Ultimately, Zhou Ming was worried that his methods were too cruel and would be rejected by the righteous path, so he subconsciously held back.

Having experienced the brutal baptism of war, he no longer cared about such things, but Brother Wen's strong support, and even his blatant protection, still warmed Zhou Ming's heart.

Wang Wu, who was standing nearby, saw this scene but ultimately did not try to persuade them, after all, war is even more cruel.

The five of them, including Tianmu, quickly arrived at Zhou Ming's side and stood there blankly as darkness fell.

“It’s already dark. Zhou Ming, what are you planning to do next? These firing positions won’t be easy to clear.” Wang Wu pointed to the rooftops, whose shapes could be seen in the dim moonlight.

“I have a spell that can quickly kill ordinary people if they get within three to five meters,” Zhou Ming said.

"You think you can use this spell to get close to those machine gun positions? You're being too naive. Three to five meters is far too short. I can kill these ordinary machine gunners from ten meters away at top speed, but what then?" Wang Wen shook his head and said.

“These Japanese soldiers were insane. As soon as they thought a machine gun position was completely destroyed, they would immediately start firing at it. Even ten meters away was dangerous, let alone three or five meters. That was heavy firepower, not rifles, let alone pistols.”

In the early stages of the war, the Japanese soldiers were exceptionally talented. A large number of outstanding soldiers at the lower ranks were indoctrinated with militarism and were truly fearless in the face of death.

In addition, the fact that World War I was not long ago and that the Japanese had a large number of elite soldiers who had experienced real war gave the Japanese Type A Corps extremely strong combat power.

Until the later stages of the War of Resistance Against Japan, the Japanese army suffered heavy losses and was in dire need of manpower. The recruitment rules were even changed from the original height of 1.55 meters or above to less than 1.5 meters.

"My spell makes no sound when cast, and it takes effect as soon as someone enters its range. It can eliminate them with minimal disturbance," Zhou Ming said calmly.

Wang Wen and Wang Wu's eyes lit up. Wang Wu couldn't wait to ask, "Is casting spells difficult? Are they energy-consuming? Do I need to do any preparation? Most importantly, how good are your stealth skills?"

"Aside from needing to place your hand on your heart, there are no other requirements, but the effect is very weak for people with Qi," Zhou Ming said softly.

"As for stealth, I don't know any techniques for it, but I'm pretty good at the basics."

Based on his previous combat experience, Zhou Ming's basic stealth skills were quite good, but ultimately they couldn't compare to the corresponding martial arts techniques.

For example, the Tang Sect's Illusionary Body Barrier is simply a form of invisibility.

At this moment, Commander Wei walked over and said, "Gentlemen? How did the discussion go? When can we move forward quickly?"

“Commander Wei, just get ready. We’ll let you know in a bit,” Wang Wu said, stepping forward. Then he turned to Zhou Ming and said, “Zhou Ming, let’s set off together. I’ll meet you downstairs.”

"Old Wen, you stay here to protect Commander Wei and the others," Wang Wu said to Wang Wen.

"Alright!" Wang Wen scratched his head and said. He knew that his actions were rather cumbersome and would easily cause a commotion, so going there would only add to the trouble.

Zhou Ming immediately sprang into action. Soon, he emerged from the shadows and arrived at a building. The Bloodhound sprang from his body and began to probe through the walls.

The eagle and the hound explored the entire building, one from above and one from below.

"The first floor is completely blocked off with debris, and even the stairs have been destroyed. All the windows on the second floor are sealed off. There are probably five or six Japanese soldiers resting there. The ones on the roof are too vigilant. Let's take care of the ones on the second floor first," Zhou Ming thought to himself.

Zhou Ming had already changed into the black clothes given to him by the Blood Demon Soldier. Under the moonlight, he blended into the shadows on the wall and walked around the second-floor exterior wall.

All five or six Japanese soldiers died, and then slowly climbed to the top floor.

Bloodhound poked its head out and stared at the Japanese soldiers on the machine gun emplacement from the shadows. Zhou Ming took the opportunity to climb up onto the roof from the shadows.

He immediately clutched his heart and rushed forward with extremely light steps.

The next moment, a faint sound rang out, and all the Japanese soldiers, some crouching and some lying down, fell to the ground, and the smell of blood wafted out.

The entire process was extremely quiet and did not attract the attention of other machine gun positions at all.

Back on the second floor, a red light emanated from the refining process. Ten minutes later, the same method was used to move on to the next firing point.

Just to clarify, the Heart Explosion spell isn't as powerful as you might imagine. It doesn't kill you instantly upon entering the area of ​​effect; rather, it activates after the target enters the area and is locked onto, and there's a time delay before the skill is activated to kill them.

Secondly, the protagonist's defense is not strong. He only has Iron Shirt, and the Blood Fiend Power is more about destructive power than defensive power. Moreover, the protagonist currently has a lot of power, but his application and quality are average. He can even be said to be a novice, after all, it is a spell he has only been practicing for a short time, less than a year.

Third, even with a specialized defensive technique like Iron Shirt, the difference in defense between using it and not using it is significant, similar to the difference between a passive effect and an active effect. No one can maintain it indefinitely. Moreover, strong defense does not mean that you can ignore firearms. The enormous impact force can not only damage the body, but also consume stamina, deplete Qi, and impair combat readiness.

Therefore, there is no way to directly charge into the enemy's position. Instead, at night, stealth and assassination are the truly safe and appropriate methods.

Chapter 29 Arrival Location

"Commander Wei, send your soldiers forward!" Wang Wu said upon returning.

"The machine guns on both sides are taken care of? There hasn't been a sound at all," Commander Wei said, somewhat uncertainly.

"If this causes a commotion, it won't be so easy to resolve," Wang Wen said.

After hesitating for a moment, Commander Wei turned to his subordinates and said, "Send the Third Battalion up."

After the order was given, the battalion commander, no matter how unwilling, had no choice but to lead his men forward.

The soldiers carefully hid on both sides of the street and kept moving forward.

"It's really been taken care of? Company Commander, I remember that was a firing point. Take some men and charge up there to take a look," the Third Battalion Commander said, pointing to a building.

"Yes! Men of the first company, follow me." Without saying a word, the company commander led his men and charged forward.

Upon entering the building, they saw the Japanese soldiers who had died in a horribly gruesome manner.

"Damn, that scared the hell out of me. These guys are really vicious." The company commander was genuinely startled when he saw the Japanese soldiers on the second floor who looked like dried corpses.

Seeing that his company was safe and sound, the battalion commander gradually relaxed and advanced, and the main force behind him followed suit.

In half an hour, they had covered nearly a third of the daytime distance. At this rate, they should be able to reach the Japanese Marine Corps headquarters by dawn.

"Rat-a-tat-tat!" Suddenly, gunshots rang out.

"Not good!" Wang Wen's expression changed, and he abandoned Commander Wei, getting up and rushing forward.

Commander Wei was startled and immediately ordered the troops to follow, but the gunfire stopped shortly after they advanced.

When we arrived, we saw a vast crossroads, the battlefield was quiet and still.

Zhou Ming stood amidst a pile of sandbags, slightly out of breath. Wang Wen, who had arrived earlier, looked at Zhou Ming and Wang Wu and asked, "What happened? Are you two alright?"

"There was a superhuman disguised as an officer on this position, but Fifth Brother and I have already taken care of him," Zhou Ming said with a sigh of relief.

I was almost hit by machine gun fire just now. Luckily, two Blood Demon soldiers stood in front of me and blocked some of the bullets. Otherwise, I would have been injured at the very least.

"The more Blood Demon Soldiers the better, but it would be best if they were Blood Demon Soldiers of Otherworlders, as they grow faster and become stronger." Zhou Ming looked down at the two bloodied and mangled Blood Demon Soldiers at his feet.

These two Blood Demon Soldiers were quite skilled, which is why they were able to withstand the heavy machine gun bullets for two or three seconds and still leave with an intact corpse.

An ordinary person would have their head blown off with a single shot, and even a superhuman would have their body pierced through, leaving no intact corpse.

He walked up to the strange Japanese man, reached out, and a blood-red rune flew from his palm and landed on the Japanese man's forehead.

This little Japanese soldier just died, but he's not completely dead yet, so there's still time. If it were ten seconds later, it wouldn't have been possible.

When Commander Wei, who had just walked over, saw this scene, he felt a chill run down his spine, but he gritted his teeth and walked over, saying in a low voice, "...Masters, shall we...take a break next?"

Originally, Commander Wei came over to urge the three of them to continue, but when he saw Zhou Ming refining the Blood Demon Soldier, he unconsciously lowered his tone and even spoke very tactfully.

“We need to rest too, and you can also take this opportunity to collect some firearms and ammunition to bolster your firepower,” Zhou Ming said without looking up.

"Okay! Okay!" Commander Wei watched as the Japanese soldier opened his eyes and stood up. His eyelids twitched, and he quickly agreed before fleeing the scene as if he were running away.

Zhou Ming ignored the change in Commander Wei's attitude and continued to refine the Blood Fiend Talisman. There were probably over a hundred Japanese soldiers on this position, and it was precisely because there were so many people that they did not notice the alien officer.