Unlike the lively and neon lights in Shanghai, the Japanese military headquarters appeared deserted, and groups of Japanese devils patrolled back and forth under the dim street lamps, isolating this piece of world from the outside world.

Zhang Xuan didn't alarm anyone, now is not the time to kill devils. By the night, Zhang Xuan quietly transmitted into the headquarters, and then little by little he touched the center of the headquarters, a spacious hall, where it was the most lively, and the Japanese could be heard shouting from a distance.

Sticking to the base of the wall, Zhang Xuan approached the window, and the probe carefully peeked into the hall.

& Shunroku! At first glance, Zhang Xuan recognized the middle-aged man in military uniform, who was also the target of his trip.

After confirming that Shunroku Hata was inside, Zhang Xuan began to carefully observe the environment inside the hall.

Seventeen Japanese devils gathered around the map, as if they were studying some battle plan. On the other side, five young confidential secretaries were scribbling what they were supposed to be recording. In the entire hall, except for these people, only two small soldiers were guarding the door.

There are quite a few people, and with the speed of Zhang Xuan's mind transmission, he can kill up to eight before he can alarm others.

& Bomb it! Zhang Xuan stuffed the dagger back into his waist, and then the telepathic transmission disappeared, and reappeared a moment later, with an extra high-explosive bomb in his hand.

This was obtained by Zhang Xuan from Straker, and the explosive power of this thing, Zhang Xuan had seen it when he killed Hydra before, and one was enough to raze this hall to the ground.

Glancing at the hall again, Zhang Xuan quietly put the high-explosive bomb into the corner, and after detonating it, it was instantly transmitted away.

Hearing only a loud roar, the whole Shanghai seemed to shake. Standing outside the Japanese headquarters, Zhang Xuan looked at the smoke rising from the headquarters and the shouts one after another, and a smug smile flashed on his face.

Taking advantage of the smoke and dust, Zhang Xuan turned back to the hall again, and at this moment the hall had completely disappeared, and there was a ruin everywhere he entered, with broken arms and stumps scattered everywhere.

Soon, Zhang Xuan found Shunroku Hatata's corpse, snorted lightly, pressed the note that had been prepared long ago on Shunroku Hatata's chest, and then disappeared.

On the second day, the news of the invasion of the Japanese army headquarters by mysterious people appeared on the front pages of major newspapers, and the note that was pressed by Zhang Xuan on the corpse of Shunroku Hata was also exposed, "Say that the city slaughterer will be killed!" ”

As soon as this remark came out, it immediately spread all over the country, and everyone was excited. The Chinese people are really excited, the Japanese command has been ended, can they not be excited?

The Japanese were very angry, believing that this was a blasphemy against the Japanese emperor and that they must take revenge and retaliate fiercely.

Zhang Xuan did not hesitate, shot again, and killed several of the most fierce devils in a row. However, this did not frighten the arrogant Japanese devils, but stimulated their ferocity, and once again extended their bayonets to the Chinese civilians.

Zhang Xuan had long known that this would annoy the Japanese, and he also took measures to deal with it.

This night, Zhang Xuan once again gathered the army under his command.

Since the first battle of Jiangcheng, the army has been resting for more than half a month, and everyone is looking forward to another battle of Jiangcheng. As soon as they heard about the gathering, a thought popped up in everyone's hearts, they could kill the Japanese again!

& Not much to say, one word, kill! Unlike last time, this time Zhang Xuan didn't say a word of nonsense, and was concise and to the point.

& Kill! ”>

After three shouts, Zhang Xuan raised his hand to stop everyone's shouting: "This time our target is Nanjing!" ”

The 30,000 soldiers were stunned when they heard this, and then broke out even louder shouts of killing. The Nanjing Massacre is deeply engraved in the hearts of every Chinese people, and the scars that will never fade away are the long-cherished wish of every Chinese soldier to be able to take revenge here.

On this night, the bloody rain and bloody wind in Nanjing City seemed to return to the past.

In this battle, Zhang Xuan charged forward, carrying a heavy machine gun to turn into a god of death, sweeping all the devils. The killing rose, Zhang Xuan finally dropped the heavy machine gun and held the dagger to harvest the lives of the devils one by one. Zhang Xuan enjoyed the dagger slashing through the devil's neck, looking at the dying fear on their faces, Zhang Xuan's heart was extremely happy, as if he had drunk a can of ice water on a dog day>

After purging all the Japanese devils in Nanjing, Zhang Xuan left a sentence as usual, using the corpses of Japanese devils to form a sentence, "Kill a civilian, ten soldiers will die!" ”

After doing everything, Zhang Xuan disappeared with the army in an instant, and he really came and went without a trace.

The Japanese have learned to be obedient this time, and no matter how the outside media reports, they just don't speak out, as if they have become dumb.

At a time when the whole of China was excited about this war, the Japanese and Nationalist governments intervened in the investigation one after another, trying to find out who and what army did it. To this end, Japan's special high-tech department and the Military Command Bureau of the Nationalist Government mobilized all their forces. It's a pity that after more than a month of checking, they found nothing. Deep in the hinterland of the Japanese-occupied area in Nanjing, surrounded by Japanese troops, it is impossible for you to have a Chinese army.

After this news was revealed, the Chinese people who did good things said that this was the Chinese soldiers who died in Nanjing that year came back to take revenge. The absurd rumors have been recognized by many people, and for a while, the Nanjing Yin Army has become a topic of conversation after dinner.

A single operation will not dispel the arrogance of the Japanese devils, and indiscriminate killings of civilians still occur from time to time.

Pulling up the army again, they swept several Japanese bases in a row, and 100,000 Japanese troops were fleeting. Every time he swept a base, Zhang Xuan had to leave a sentence, "Kill a civilian, ten soldiers will die!" ”

On several occasions, although many Japanese generals were furious, ordinary Japanese soldiers did not dare to kill Chinese civilians at will.

The same coming and going without a trace, the same ghosts like ghosts, no matter how much Japan investigated, could not find any news of this army. The name of the Nanjing Yin Army was thus completely confirmed, and even Japan had to give this mysterious force a code name, "Ghost Army".

In a secluded mansion in a mountain town.

& It's been a month, and you haven't been able to find out? The luxuriously dressed young man couldn't suppress the anger in his heart, and raised his hand and slapped the face of the middle-aged man beside him, "What's the use of keeping you, it's better to die!" ”

The middle-aged man trembled and fell to his knees, and his tone trembled: "Return... Young master, they may really be the Nanjing Yin Army, and they are back to take revenge by killing the Japanese devils. ”

> Nanjing Yin Army, so it is mysterious! The young man snorted coldly, and said in a cold voice, "Give you another week, if there is no news, you can die!" ”

At the same time, at the new headquarters of the Japanese army, a tall young man wearing a mask of the sun god walked in, his eyes flashing with pride.

&Welcome, Mr. Shiro Yoshida! The new commander-in-chief of the Huaxia Dispatch Army, Okamura Ninji, greeted him with a pair of ridiculous eyes and a smile on his face.

Shiro Yoshida, who was wearing a mask, squinted at Okamura Ninji and didn't say anything.

Okamura Ninji didn't think it was wrong, and continued with a smile on his face: "The matter of the Ghost Army ......"

Without waiting for Okamura Ninji to finish speaking, Shiro Yoshida suddenly burst out of orange-red flames all over his body, rising into the sky, and faintly could still hear a sentence, his voice was extremely confident: "Leave this matter to me!" ”