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

Was he being polite? That's utter nonsense. He knows perfectly well that he's afraid.

As a divisional staff officer, he had many information channels, including this young man who had suddenly been promoted several ranks and seemed to have no powerful backers.

Naturally, they were very curious, even annoyed, so they used their connections to investigate this person.

You won't believe it until you check, and what you find out is truly astonishing.

This isn't some greenhorn without any backing; he's clearly a god of death descended from heaven, a living Bai Qi, a living immortal!

Unexpectedly meeting him here, Staff Officer Liu's eyes suddenly lit up, and he quickly said, "Lieutenant Colonel Zhou, I'm here to organize a suicide squad, tonight..."

“I will participate, but I will lead the hunting operation myself tonight,” Zhou Ming said directly.

"I don't mean to order Lieutenant Colonel Zhou's special operations team; I just want to discuss whether we can coordinate the operation," Staff Officer Liu continued with a smile.

Zhou Ming thought for a moment and nodded, then began a discussion.

The battle and retreat times were determined, but there was no specific coordination involved; only a general division of the area was made.

Watching Staff Officer Liu leave, Zhang San, who was lying on the ground, couldn't help but say, "That guy's smile was way too obsequious, wasn't it? I have a feeling there's a trap."

"That guy is just too afraid of me. He must have gotten some information about me," Zhou Ming said nonchalantly as he squatted down.

"Xiaoming, the higher-ups are getting increasingly interested in you," Wang Wen reminded him from the side.

"I know, they're just after my martial arts techniques," Zhou Ming said with a sneer.

"Right now, things are manageable on the battlefield. But once we leave the battlefield, that's when the real trouble will begin," Wang Wen said with some concern.

"We'll figure something out when the time comes. At worst, we can just break free," Zhou Ming said nonchalantly.

Wang Wen was even more worried. The war over the past few months had made him realize the difference between small groups and large groups.

Whether in Luodian or here, the difficulty of fighting the Japanese invaders while relying on a large army is far lower than when Zhou Ming led a few hundred men alone.

Those 20-plus days of arduous progress stand in stark contrast to now.

It was around four o'clock in the afternoon, but the sky was very dark, with dark clouds covering the sky.

Suddenly it started raining, the dense rain obscuring our vision.

Elsewhere, a transport convoy centered around two distinctive large trucks was stopped on a muddy road.

"Why did it stop?" a middle-aged man who looked like an Onmyoji suddenly shouted.

He exuded an invisible aura that repelled all the rainwater, creating an invisible protective barrier.

"Sir, the wheels are stuck in the mud and we can't move forward at all," a Japanese officer ran over and said.

"I don't want to hear your excuses. Find a way right now, even if you have to push it, push it through to the finish line," the Onmyoji said with a ferocious expression.

A voice suddenly rang out from behind.

“Brother Nagano, now that the Blood Demon has appeared there, it shouldn’t leave anytime soon. We have plenty of time to get there,” Liu Dashu said as he stepped forward.

“Big Tree, your father didn’t die at the hands of the Blood Demon, so you can’t understand how I feel.” Nagano Yuuki looked at Liu Dashu expressionlessly, his tone much gentler.

"I am deeply sorry for this. Blood Demon is truly despicable, but I have faith in the technology of the Great Japanese Empire. With the combined efforts of you and me, we will surely be able to kill Blood Demon." As Liu Dashu spoke, he couldn't help but look at the two strange carts covered with tarpaulins.

"Blood Demon, you're doomed this time," Liu Dashu thought excitedly to himself.

Nagano Yuuki glanced at Liu Dashu, who was even more excited than himself, and felt a little disdain in his heart, but he did not show it.

This person's lineage is extremely profound; the military is currently negotiating terms with them.

Chapter 97 [Special Grade 24 Pomegranate]

Under the cover of a torrential downpour, Zhou Ming led a group of people to swim to the other side.

Zhou Ming led a group of Blood Demon soldiers and supernatural beings, and they quickly reached the other side.

Looking at his watch, Zhou Ming raised his hand, signaling all the Blood Demon soldiers to take cover.

The pointer ticked away, and when the appointed time arrived, Zhou Ming immediately took action.

Four Blood Souls flew out, and Zhou Ming caught one, instantly forming a suit of armor on his body, and his Red Hare appeared beneath him.

They charged towards the Japanese positions in an instant, their blades flashing like dragons, hurtling towards them.

"Enemy attack!"

"boom!"

The roar and shouts rang out almost simultaneously, and the roar of machine guns also erupted in the distance.

Blood Demon Soldiers, radiating bloodthirsty power, charged towards one Japanese soldier after another, easily killing them and seizing their weapons.

His eyes, flashing red light, were clearly visible even in the darkness. He grabbed a gun and fired immediately.

"Bang!" A machine gunner was instantly blown to the head.

Zhou Ming's body was enveloped in a bloodthirsty aura, which transformed the recently deceased Japanese soldiers around him into bloodthirsty beings.

The time to refine the Blood Fiend Talisman is now only 14 seconds, which is already very fast, but it is no longer possible to shorten the time by even one second.

Once it reaches 15 seconds, it becomes impossible to produce such an effect; simply increasing the Blood Fiend Talisman cannot shorten the time any further.

On the contrary, the improvement in cultivation level and the increase in refining proficiency reduced the time by one second.

After quickly completing the refining process, Zhou Ming immediately ran to a pile of Japanese corpses nearby, and his bloodthirsty power surged forth.

Wang Wen, Liu Yan, and others followed behind the Blood Demon soldiers, collecting corpses and quickly piling them into a heap for Zhou Ming to refine.

Tonight, Zhou Ming plans to fill in all the gaps in the Blood Fiend Talisman.

The roar continued as Zhou Ming refined the corpses and replenished the blood demon soldiers who had died.

This ensures that the number of Blood Demon Soldiers is always maintained, and sometimes even increases slowly.

Behind the Japanese positions, a Japanese colonel asked with a tense face, "What's going on? Did the Second Regiment on the other side mistake us for enemy troops and cause a misunderstanding?"

"We shouted warnings, but the enemy attacked even more fiercely. It must be a surprise attack from the other side of the river," a Japanese officer said, looking down.

"Organize a counterattack immediately." A hint of anger appeared on the Japanese colonel's tense face.

"Yes!"

Although the order was issued, the situation did not change much.

Zhou Ming quickly refined a pile of corpses, and the blood-fiend talismans flew back into his body, instantly merging into soul blood.

"456, 24 drops of soul blood are still needed." Zhou Ming raised his hand to look at his watch; it was already three o'clock.

The gunfire from the other side gradually subsided, and it was likely that most of the suicide squad members had already been killed.

Zhou Ming strode forward and began refining another pile of corpses that had recently died.

Time passed, the rain had stopped for a long time, and a faint light appeared on the distant horizon, spreading across the earth like a line.

"More than 20 are still short," Zhou Ming thought to himself, his gaze falling on the next pile of corpses.

"Brother Wen, notify the Blood Demon soldiers to prepare for retreat." Zhou Ming's bloodthirsty power spread across the pile of corpses as he looked up at Wang Wen in the distance and said.

“Okay!” Wang Wen nodded and immediately began to act.

Soon, the Blood Demon soldiers began to split up, with some heading towards the riverbank and pushing the boats they had collected during the night towards the river.

A dozen seconds later, Zhou Ming finished refining the Blood Fiend Talisman, a smile appeared on his face, and he immediately began to lead Wang Wen and the others toward the boat on the riverbank.

There weren't many ships, and only a small number of Blood Demon soldiers boarded them. Zhou Ming immediately gave orders to Kamo Shinroku.

"Leave half of the Blood Demon soldiers behind you, then swim back."

"Yes!"

More than ten kilometers away, the rain stopped in the latter half of the night, and Nagano Yuki's team finally arrived at the right location.

"Sir, we're within effective firing range." An officer stood up straight and saluted Nagano Yuuki.

"Start preparing immediately." Nagano Yuuki said impatiently, a sinister smile creeping across his face.

"Hi!"

Nearly a company of over 100 Japanese soldiers immediately got to work, tearing down the tarpaulins from the larger special trucks.

A huge cannon barrel was revealed, which turned out to be a massive gun emplacement.

The massive cannon barrel was so thick that one person couldn't possibly wrap their arms around it.

The tarpaulin on another large truck was torn off, revealing some obviously auxiliary mechanical structures and three huge shells.

Looking at the three enormous shells, Liu Dashu was still shocked and swallowed hard. They were simply too big.

Judging by appearance, it was almost as thick as his waist, or even a little thicker, and a little shorter than him, but still over a meter long.

"Special Type 24 Grenade Launcher! Do you know what those four words mean?" Nagano Yuuki's smile was filled with excited ferocity.

"What does it represent?" Liu Dashu felt a sudden tension as he looked at the steel behemoth.

"It requires two special armored vehicles to carry 400mm howitzers. If they hit, not only the Blood Demon, but even a ghost god would die." Nagano Yuuki turned his head and looked at Liu Dashu with a sinister smile.

"Big Tree, can you give me those three flags now?"

Liu Dashu took out the three small flags, each imbued with Qi, from his pocket and said in a low, careful voice, "Then I..."

“Yanagi Taiki, from today onwards you can change your name to Yagyu Taiki. Soon you will become a citizen of the Great Japanese Empire and be protected by the Great Japanese Empire,” Nagano Yuuki interrupted.

"Yes! From now on, I'll be called Yagyu Taiki." Yagyu Taiki said excitedly, even speaking the words in Japanese.

Nagano Yuuki looked at Yagyu Daiki with a smile, then patted him on the shoulder and said, "Yoshi!"

After taking the three small flags, Nagano Yuki immediately had three shells moved to his front using a cart.

An invisible aura emanated from his body, and three small flags instantly stood in mid-air. Nagano Yuuki continuously formed hand seals.

Suddenly, he slashed open his palm, and streaks of blood flew out.

A streak of blood-red Qi flew out from each of the three small flags.

The two merged and gradually transformed into three strange, dark red wisps of energy.

Yuuki Nagano dipped his palm in the blood and drew talismans and symbols on the shell, quickly forming a large pattern on the shell.

At the very center was a swirling stripe, from which a ball of red energy slowly descended.

Following the same method, the three cannonballs were immediately covered with runes. This special locking method was originally used on the stone projectiles of catapults.