Riding the stolen bicycles, Zhuo Fei and Zhuo Yan soon entered the city, at this time it was just nightfall, and some taverns in the city were just seated, drunks covered in alcohol, lonely women wandering the streets, tavern owners soliciting customers, and all kinds of people filled the streets of the city. Zhuo Yan was very curious about his brother's magic way of putting away his weapon, but he had to abide by his brother's ban order, so he had to follow Zhuo Fei honestly and ride on the streets of the city.

At night, the streets of downtown Osaka are filled with pedestrians, most of whom are workers who have just left work from a factory, and of course, children frolicking in the crowd. Zhuo Fei took Zhuo Yan all the way to the east, and after crossing those factory areas, he finally entered the urban area full of residential houses, but after a little direction, Zhuo Fei took Zhuo Yan to stop his bicycle and went straight into a noodle restaurant on the corner.

"Two bowls of noodles and a salted fish." Zhuo Fei's Japanese sounded no different from the emphasis of other people in the noodle shop, and even the busy noodle shop owner didn't hear anything unusual, but was a little surprised by Zhuo Fei's age and Zhuo Yan's strong figure. The people who eat in this kind of street noodle restaurant are all civilians, and when Zhuo Fei and the two entered, there were already a few guests eating noodles in the noodle restaurant.

The food Zhuo Fei asked for came up quickly, and while eating noodles with his head down, Zhuo Fei secretly looked at the diners in the noodle restaurant for a year, and his eyes flashed with inexplicable brilliance. "Koizumi-kun, I heard that your eldest son is coming back soon? Da Lang is the first young man on our street to join the army, so he should become an officer when he comes back this time, right? The chatter between the diners aroused Zhuo Fei's interest, and he pretended not to care about the diners, and the center of everyone's discussion was a middle-aged man with gray hair.

The middle-aged man who was called Koizumi by the diners nodded to himself, "Yes, Da Lang is coming back, I heard that their wing captain recommended him to come back to the military academy, and after graduating from the military academy, Da Lang will be a real officer." As a father, he was naturally proud of his son's excellence, but the middle-aged man with a smug expression didn't notice the anger that flashed in Zhuo Fei's eyes.

"Okay, let's start with you, since you're about to have an officer's family here, I should help you do some celebratory work." After hurriedly eating the noodles in the bowl in a few bites, Zhuo Fei dropped a few bills and left the noodle restaurant with Zhuo Yan, who had not yet eaten. As if he didn't want money, the time bombs were taken out of the space by Zhuo Fei one after another, and with the cover of the night, Zhuo Fei arranged all these time bombs in this street full of wooden buildings.

Before the Poseidon sailed into Osaka Port, it had already received weather information, and if it weren't for the strong winds tonight, Zhuo Fei would not have ventured into Osaka City with Zhuo Yan. After arranging those time bombs, Zhuo Fei took Zhuo Yan to choose a random house a few blocks away, just wasting a few bullets, carrying a pistol equipped with a silencer, Zhuo Fei and the two easily occupied the house.

"Stone, listen to me, after a fire breaks out outside, we move eastward, you remember to follow me closely." Zhuo Fei didn't explain his pocket space to Zhuo Yan, but slowly took out the assault rifle and bullets from the pocket space, and then just asked Zhuo Yan to fill the spare magazine with bullets, but he kept staring at his watch without blinking to calculate the time.

"Boom" "Boom" A few minutes later, the house where Zhuo Fei and the two were located shook violently with the explosion in the distance, "Don't run around here, I'll be back immediately." After admonishing Zhuo Yan, Zhuo Fei carried an assault rifle to the roof. Zhuo Fei, who was standing on the roof, looked far away and found that the street where he had planted the time bomb was already full of fire, and there were countless people screaming in terror running. Unfolding the strip of cloth in his hand, looking at the strip of cloth fluttering with the breeze, Zhuo Fei's face immediately showed a cruel smile.

Holding the assault rifle and sitting down on the roof, looking at the merit points that kept changing under the light curtain, Zhuo Fei, who opened the light curtain, was quite complacent. Seeing that the merit points under the light curtain had exceeded 10,000 points, Zhuo Fei immediately called up the mortar and incendiary bombs from the space around him, and adjusted the mortar's joystick to the longest range. At this time, the wind was already blowing, and Zhuo Fei hit more than a dozen incendiary bombs to the downwind position, believing that the wind would definitely be able to carry the ignited fire farther away.

There were continuous fires in the city, the streets were filled with Japanese shouts, and some people were busy putting out the fires, but with the arrival of strong winds, these fires were not so easy to extinguish. "Stone, put this on, you will follow me closely for a while, don't dare to get separated from me." Zhuo Fei got down from the roof and threw an obviously homemade tactical vest to Zhuo Yan, compared to the tactical vest on his body, the one on Zhuo Yan's body was obviously much rougher.

Seeing the self-made tactical vest on Zhuo Yan's body, Zhuo Fei felt a little unbearable, he wanted to give up the body armor and Kevlar helmet on his body to Zhuo Yan, but unfortunately there was no way to do it, and only Zhuo Fei could use the items exchanged in the system. Told Zhuo Yan again that he must follow him closely, Zhuo Fei pushed open the wooden door of the courtyard and walked onto the chaotic street, "Da Da" The two fast and slow machines that had been modified by Zhuo Fei with 40 rounds of ammunition kept spitting out tongues of fire, and the Japanese who rushed out of the house and walked onto the street to see the excitement immediately screamed.

Patches of Japanese were licked down by tongues of fire, and Zhuo Fei and the two were like razors, instantly removing a layer of Japanese people crowded on the street. Zhuo Yan, who was following Zhuo Fei, seemed to have become Zhuo Fei's bombardier, and the 40-round long magazine inserted in the magazine on his chest was rapidly decreasing, and Zhuo Fei, who was walking in front, only cared about shooting at the panicked Japanese. With the two fast and slow machines in his hand, Zhuo Fei successfully drove the Japanese on this street to the fireground filled with fireworks, as for how many Japanese who escaped into the fire can survive in the end, it doesn't matter what Zhuo Fei does.

"Get in the car, let's go somewhere else." snatched an oncoming three-wheeled motorcycle, Zhuo Fei beckoned Zhuo Yan to sit in the sidecar, and then pulled out a bunch of long magazines that had been loaded with bullets from the space he carried to Zhuo Yan, and then drove the three-wheeled motorcycle to other neighborhoods. Zhuo Fei concentrated on driving the motorcycle, and Zhuo Yan, who was sitting in the sidecar, became the shooter who replaced Zhuo Fei, as long as the Japanese who appeared in sight, they were all killed by Zhuo Yan on the side of the street.

Zhuo Fei never believed in luck, but today he had to admit that his luck was very good, driving the snatched three-wheeled motorcycle, Zhuo Fei and the two went all the way to the east, and when they reached a large intersection, Zhuo Fei's heart suddenly flashed a sense of restlessness. It was this restlessness that saved Zhuo Fei and the two, Zhuo Fei happened to release the accelerator of the motorcycle when he was stunned, and the roar of the motorcycle weakened as the motorcycle slowed down, and at this moment, Zhuo Fei suddenly heard the roar of a truck from the street on the left.

Zhuo Fei's heart moved, and then he parked the motorcycle to the right under a big tree on the side of the street, and before he could get off the motorcycle and stand firmly, a military vehicle with headlights had already appeared in the street on the left side of the street. didn't have time to think about it at all, Zhuo Fei directly called out a Browning large-caliber heavy machine gun from the space he carried, and at the same time as he called up a few boxes of heavy machine gun bullets, Zhuo Fei turned his head and shouted at Zhuo Yan, "Stone, come and help me supply ammunition." ”

This military vehicle that suddenly appeared was loaded with soldiers rushing to the fire scene, and suddenly received a report that a fire broke out in the urban area, which should have been the business of the fire brigade, but then it received reports that people were shooting outside the fire field, and then the decision was made to mobilize troops to rush to the fire scene. Six trucks drove out of the street on the left side of the street, and the first one drove through the middle of the street at the intersection, and the driver was about to turn the steering wheel onto the main street, but he was shocked to see two strangely dressed guys holding a heavy machine gun at him under the cover of the headlights.

"Nani?" Just when the driver was stunned, Zhuo Fei suddenly pressed the trigger on the grip of the heavy machine gun, and the half-foot-long gun flame appeared with the silent gunshot, and the bullets that burst out of the barrel flew like locusts towards the truck that had driven to the center of the street. Under the cover of the gunfire, Zhuo Fei, who was operating the machine gun, kept shaking his body with the sound of the gun, and the two trucks that bore the brunt of the bullets were already shattered at this time.

The driver of the truck was the first to lose his life, and the bullets that hit him did not stop working, and continued to penetrate the partition behind the driver, and then flew into the car and into the body of a Japanese soldier. The truck that lost control slammed headlong into a shop on the side of the street, turning its body sideways and letting out of the following truck. Seeing this, Zhuo Fei twisted the barrel of the gun, first stopped the second truck in the middle of the street, and fired all the remaining bullets on the bullet chain at the truck that crashed into the store.

In the face of a sudden attack, when two trucks had already been attacked, several trucks immediately followed by retreated, and Japanese soldiers continued to jump out of the compartments. "Stone, change places." The Browning heavy machine gun had a strong firepower and a straight trajectory, but it also had a fatal flaw, that is, it was too heavy to move. But Zhuo Fei has a portable space bar helper, which is a weapon heavier than the Browning heavy machine gun, and as long as Zhuo Fei is willing, he can also move his position at will.

Putting the heavy machine gun under the big tree under the rack into the portable compartment, Zhuo Fei and the two ran towards the street, and before the Japanese soldiers who jumped out of the truck rushed towards the street, Zhuo Fei had already called up the heavy machine gun frame from the portable compartment again. "Dada" Zhuo Fei quickly pulled the bolt to push the bullet to load, but waited for a large number of red dots in the map system to concentrate before suddenly pressing the trigger of the heavy machine gun.