On the outskirts of Tokyo, a vast plain area, it is usually very barren, and almost no one comes here, but at this time there are countless warriors.

In fact, the entire area around Tokyo has been surrounded by these soldiers.

The Japanese country is a defeated country, and it is not allowed to have an army, and the number of self-defense forces is very small, and it is impossible to transfer all of them, so there are a lot of mercenaries in it.

This time, in order to deal with Ye Cuo, the Wa Kingdom actually spent a lot of money and bought a lot of mercenaries.

These soldiers, in the surrounding mountains, forests, valleys and other places, are ambushing, ready to deal a fatal blow to Ha Tso, who is trying to break into Tokyo.

In the wilderness of the eastern suburbs, in the stronghold of a Self-Defense Force squad, several soldiers were cooking food in a lunch box with firewood, when suddenly a soldier saw a figure in the distance, walking very leisurely.

The figure looked like it was swaying slowly, but who knew that it was extremely fast, and it only took a few seconds to reach the front of it.

The soldier was startled, and hurriedly panicked for a short time, and shouted at the figure: "Stop, this is the garrison area, you are not allowed to approach, please stop immediately, otherwise I will shoot." ”

The figure on the opposite side did not stop thinking and continued to move forward.

"Baga!" the soldier picked up his gun and shot at the figure opposite, but the figure seemed to be faster than a bullet, searched the ground, reached in front of his eyes, stretched out a golden palm, grabbed his neck, and twisted it slightly.

With a click, the soldier's neck was directly twisted.

The remaining dozen or so soldiers immediately jumped up in horror, and more than a dozen machine guns fired towards Ye Cuo.

However, the bullet of the machine gun, beside Ye Cuo, slowed down significantly as if it was hitting in the water, and then turned a little bit and flew over against Ye Cuo's body.

A small golden sword, only the size of a finger, flew back and forth in the air like a spiritual snake, and the sound of popping through the flesh kept ringing.

Every soldier felt a chill in his chest, and then looked down, only to see that a small hole appeared in the part of his heart, spurting blood back and forth.

"Forehead......" The dozen or so people fell to the ground with expressions of disbelief.

And the figure, with golden light flashing in his eyes, was bathed in a layer of golden brilliance all over his body, like a golden god of war, walking slowly, but moving forward very quickly, and disappeared into the vast land after a few seconds.

Not far away, another brigade of about 1,500 men, armed with the finest weapons of the Wa Kingdom.

After several days of silence, a terrifying sound erupted.

A man shouted in the Japanese language: "Enemy attack!"

Then the voice quickly faded away, as if someone had cut his words with scissors.

However, the entire brigade had already reacted quickly, the machine guns turned their muzzles, Tank turned the main guns, and all kinds of howitzers and rocket vehicles quickly began to be erected.

Incendiary bombs, white phosphorus bombs and other weapons of mass destruction, even mobilized, an F-15J fighter, roared in the air.

Countless Japanese soldiers, with hideous faces, roared and fired at the figure.

In the distance between Ye Cuo and the army, countless bullets shot towards Ye Cuo almost without any gaps, and the flying bullets formed a huge blade, tearing the air like mowing grass.

The surface of Ye Cuo's body was rich in golden light, and it formed a golden light mask like a soap bubble.

Countless bullets hit Ye Cuo's face, as if they were stuck in a quagmire, even if there were occasionally a few that could penetrate the golden light mask, but when they hit the surface of Ye Cuo's body, they were stopped by scales.

"Rockets, ready, go!" a commander yelled into the walkie-talkie in front of him.

Whoosh!

More than a dozen rockets, piercing through the air, dragging a long tail of flames, flew in the direction of Ye Cuo.

Boom, countless fireballs exploded on the ground, kicking up more than a dozen tons of dirt, and everywhere was filled with smoke, flames, and shrapnel.

The ground in the distance was almost directly overturned, and Ye Cuo's figure was instantly buried in the firelight.

In the face of powerful, modern weapons, his voice and shadow looked so thin and vulnerable.

The soldiers of the Japanese Kingdom here erupted in a thunderous cheer, and some people even felt that it was too wasteful to kill a person with so many weapons.

However, before they could be happy for a few seconds, a golden figure, from the firelight in the sky, still walked slowly towards this side.

"How is this possible, Baga, is he the devil?" the commander almost collapsed to the ground.

"Keep shooting, don't stop all your weapons, His Majesty the Emperor has given the order to kill him at all costs! All the people are fine, whoever kills this man, His Majesty will reward you with supreme glory!" the commander shouted.

Boom!

A sound that made countless people feel extremely dull, a tank bombarded out, and the strong recoil made the tank's tracks sink deep into the ground.

Like a hammer of thunder, the huge cannonball was too fast in the air, and it broke out a white line and flew towards Ye Cuo.

At the same time, the remaining tanks also began the first salvo together, and in the sky, the fighters roared, and two heavy machine guns suspended from the sky dragged two bullet lines from the sky, like ploughing, and made two deep trenches from this side to the side.

As if the sky was cracking, the surrounding mountains within the range where Ye Cuo was were all flattened by this powerful firepower.

After a salvo of fire, a short reloading period began, and all weapons were reloaded with elixir together, and then a second bombardment was carried out non-stop.

In just five minutes or so, the shells were fired at the highest density in the international battlefield, and the shells were consumed at an alarming rate.

Three rounds of salvos were fired in a row, and the barrels of all the tanks sounded because they were overheated.

Where Ye Cuo was standing before, a huge deep pit had appeared, and the soil inside had turned into pottery, and the high temperature had melted the soil.

The commander looked at the scorched earth and said in his heart: I should be dead now, even if it is a devil, I will die here.

However, before he could finish thinking about it, in the camp here, there was a sudden vibration from the ground, and then with a bang, a very thick golden light rushed out of the ground, killing dozens of soldiers on the ground directly.

A figure jumped out of the ground.

(End of chapter)