One man's resistance against Japan, I mobilized a million people to aid Shanghai.

Yokosuka Port.

Zhu Yong stood on the bridge of the Kaohsiung heavy cruiser and looked out toward the center of Tokyo.

"Brothers, raise the cannon barrels!"

"All warships, main guns and secondary guns, load high-explosive shells!"

"Destination: City area!"

"No need for test firing, ten rounds in rapid succession! Then fire freely, using up all the high-explosive rounds!"

These Japanese devils have committed countless atrocities and don't deserve to live.

As for the so-called innocent civilians?

They enjoyed the resources plundered by the Japanese, so none of them were innocent. Moreover, these Japanese soldiers were always planning to carry out the "One Hundred Million Deaths" plan, so how many of them were innocent?

"Waaaaah!"

The warship's horn emitted a long, deep wail, as if it were a proclamation of death.

The massive turret began to slowly rotate, its thick, long barrels rising at a menacing angle, aimed at the heart of the Japanese population.

Once all the warships were in position, Zhu Yong decisively gave the order.

"Fire!!"

"boom!!!!"

"Boom!!"

When the first wave of shells landed, the capital of Japan was still sound asleep.

"call out!!"

"boom!!!"

The massive explosions first rang out in densely populated areas such as Kyoto Port Ward, Asakusa, and Ueno.

A towering fireball, carrying bricks, wood chips, and human remains, shot into the air, instantly turning the bustling streets into a sea of ​​fire.

The Japanese soldiers, who had been sleeping peacefully, were all awakened by the loud noise. Everyone looked blank, not understanding what had happened.

Immediately afterwards, shells rained down like hail.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!!"

At this moment, the Japanese soldiers finally realized that they were being shelled.

"Boom!"

The earth is shaking and the mountains are shaking.

The massive shells crashed into the streets like meteorites, shaking the entire city center of Kyoto.

The Japanese soldiers, realizing what was happening, began to scream and run away.

But it's too late for these Japanese soldiers to try to escape now. If they manage to get away, then they are...

Zhu Yong let them escape; Zhu Yong is this guy.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!"

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!"

The shelling seemed endless, raining down like bullets. The sleeping Japanese soldiers were blown to pieces, and those who tried to escape met an even more gruesome end, torn apart by five horses.

The surrounding gardens of the palace were affected; the violent tremors caused the ancient buildings to shake violently, and glass shattered everywhere.

In the government district of Kasumigaseki, buildings were hit and engulfed in flames.

Commercial districts such as Ginza and Kijibashi were reduced to ruins in the explosion and fire.

Houses collapsed in large numbers, and terrified citizens cried out and fled in all directions, trampling each other, resulting in countless deaths and injuries.

In his mind, the system's notification sounds were ringing out at an unprecedented frequency.

[Ding, +13920 kills]

[Ding, +25410 kills]

[Ding, +50000 kills]

Zhu Yong's eyes grew brighter and brighter. He had indeed come to the right place. On the Shanghai battlefield, he had worked himself to the bone and risked his life to barely kill 10,000 Japanese soldiers.

Upon arriving at this place, they effortlessly killed 50,000 Japanese soldiers with just a few volleys of fire.

If this growth rate continues to double, he could amass a million-strong army and besiege the capital of Japan in less than a month.

...

The kill count kept jumping until it exceeded 100,000.

[Ding! Kills +100000! Congratulations, host, you have surpassed 100,000 kills. Reward: 1,000 square meters of system space.]

[All of the host's clones share the system space.]

Zhu Yong was overjoyed.

He was just worrying about what to do with the surplus weapons at Yokosuka Port when, unexpectedly, the system sent him a personal space.

With this, Zhu Yong suddenly had a bold idea.

If we seize the Japanese arsenal and continuously supply ammunition to our clones on the Chinese battlefield through this personal space, wouldn't we be able to create an iron army with unlimited ammunition?

Zhu Yong began to make plans in his mind.

......

The outer perimeter of Yokosuka Port.

"Kill the chicken, sir!!"

"Give me a duck!!"

The First Brigade is still launching a fierce attack.

Zhu Yong repeatedly used his clones to intercept them.

The two sides engaged in a fierce struggle over every barricade, every building, and every high point around the port.

Bullets whistled through the air, flashes of grenades exploded, and hand-to-hand combat with bayonets clashed frequently in the narrow alleyways.

The corpses piled up quickly, and the scorched earth was stained red with blood.

Although the clones had just changed their uniforms, they withstood the frenzied attack of the Japanese First Brigade with their absolute loyalty and ruthless fighting spirit.

Just as the Japanese brigade commander, Yamamoto Kojima, was about to stop and reorganize, he suddenly heard the sharp sound of artillery fire.

His immediate instinct was to tell his subordinates to get out of the way.

To his surprise, the shells bypassed them and flew towards their rear.

A sliver of hope arose in his heart.

However, this glimmer of hope did not last long, as it was completely burned away by the raging fire that broke out in the city center.

Looking at the hellish scene in the city center, Yamamoto's eyes instantly turned red.

"Baka!! Baka yarou!!"

As a soldier, there is nothing more humiliating than seeing the people he is protecting being wantonly slaughtered before his eyes.

At this moment, Yamamoto was like an incompetent husband, unable to defend Yokosuka Port or protect the islanders.

"Give me a duck!! Give me a duck!!"

"Charge to the death!! Charge!! Kill these bastards!!"

Yamamoto went berserk and immediately gave the order for a desperate charge.

But he didn't consider that, in the face of a strong fortress and heavy machine guns, what could a desperate charge do besides courting death?

He truly is an incompetent husband.

......

at the same time.

The Japanese headquarters.

The high-ranking officials who had just been urging the troops to retake Yokosuka were now all pale with fright.

Outside the window, there were continuous explosions. They never expected that the Koreans who attacked Yokosuka Port would actually shell the city of Kyoto.

"Baka!!"

"Baka yarou!! How dare they... how dare they watch the shelling of Tokyo? The city center?"

"Aren't they afraid of our retaliation?"

Prince Kan'in's hysterical roar.

What he didn't know was that if Zhu Yong hadn't been a newcomer and didn't know the location of the Japanese headquarters and the palace, he might have wiped them out in one fell swoop.

But it's almost dawn. If they don't run by then, then they're the ones who are like this.

Once Zhu Yong has the coordinates, he can let them escape. Zhu Yong is that person.

Navy Minister Mitsumasa Yonai completely broke down and roared in fury:

"Revenge!! Revenge immediately!!"

"Order the division stationed in South Korea to immediately retaliate against the Koreans. I want to kill them all, to terrify them, to kill them so they will never dare to resist again!!"

The Japanese soldiers were hysterical, unaware that Zhu Yong had a big surprise in store for them!