Dada!

  The sound of fierce machine guns came from all directions.

  As far as the eye can see, they are all tall and strong, with an air of pride and confidence.

  The elite troops under his command were strong and fierce, but due to their short stature, they were at a disadvantage when fighting against the opposing soldiers.

  Watching with eyes wide open as these elite troops who returned from studying abroad in D country fall one by one.

  "How...how is this possible?!"

  Yamamoto Taisha's face showed a look of shock, where did the soldiers in front of him come from?

  How did you end up on the Yanhuang battlefield?

  "And these HJ soldiers' submachine guns are really sharp, far surpassing the weapons I brought back from DG!"

  "Colonel, the enemy's firepower is too strong, we... can't hold on!" Just then, more than a dozen devils ran over.

  "Rice bucket, the enemy has arrived right under our noses and you didn't even detect them ahead of time! Are the sentries just eating their rice for free?! What have you all been doing?!" Major Yamamoto was furious to the extreme, and with one slap, he knocked the reporting ghost soldier dizzy.

  "Colonel, I can't hold on anymore, what should we do?"

  A ghostly leader gazed at the soldiers from all directions and that razor-sharp spider robot reaper.

  "Send a telegram to the superior and say that an extremely powerful mysterious soldier has appeared on the Yanhuang battlefield, then gather all personnel and fight to the end!"

  Yamamoto Taiza drew his katana, the situation before him was a dereliction of duty for this commander, if he retreated, he would face execution.

  If it's a fight to the death, there might be a glimmer of hope.

  ……

  At this moment, a hundred meters away from the camp, Wei Dajun stared blankly at the many large-headed soldiers and those ten terrifying robots.

  "These... these people don't seem like descendants of the Yan and Huang Emperors. And what are those ten iron things that look like spiders? They're killing people as easily as cutting grass."

  Wei Dàyǒng had just been worried that Niu Bì would definitely go to his death, but unexpectedly, in such a short time, the prisoner-of-war camp on the small island was defeated and scattered.

  "This brother had long been prepared."

  Wei Dàyǒng looked at Niu Bì, his eyes revealing a shocked expression.

  Previous worries have vanished.

  ……

  Half an hour later.

  Prisoner-of-war camp.

  "Little devils, where have you taken all the supplies from our Yellow Emperor?"

  Gyūki stood in the middle of the camp, his submachine gun trained on ōmori Taiza.

  Behind Niu Bi's back, 150 strong men were transporting supplies, food, guns, ammunition, gold and silver.

  These things were all snatched away by the islanders from Yan and Huang.

  It can be said that things have returned to their rightful owner now.

  "Ah-ya!"

  Yamamoto's attitude was thunderous and he refused to cooperate at all.

  "You little devil, it seems you won't loosen up unless I give you a hard time."

  His eyes turned cold, he took out 8 electric batons and pressed the buttons fiercely.

  A flash of lightning illuminated the surroundings, and Yamamoto Isoroku's spirit wandered around.

  "Then... kill me if you can!" Commander Yamamoto's body shook with pain, but he gritted his teeth and said.

  "You think you can die? It's not that easy!"

  Niú Bì's eyes turned cold, he hated the most the insulting word that the island devils used to call the descendants of Yan and Huang. Hearing this word, Niú Bì's murderous intent surged!

  He pressed the button ten times in a row, and Yamamoto was almost fainting, but he still didn't speak, barely clinging to life.

  "Take him away, and prepare for severe punishment later!"

  Gyūki waved his hand at the large-headed soldiers behind him, and immediately five large-headed soldiers came forward to bind General Yamamoto with a big rope.

  Niú Bì also clearly knew that these small island devils had probably already sent out the news of encountering the enemy, and they must withdraw in the shortest time.

  When the plane of Xiaodaoren came, he had a shuttle gate.

  But these big-headed soldiers were produced at a cost of gold bricks, and the investment has not been recovered. How can they be allowed to die?

  .....

  Thirty miles from the POW camp on a small island, Niu Bi led 200 big-headed soldiers to camp in an abandoned village.

  Due to the war, the people were displaced and lost their homes, the fields were deserted, and most of the houses were empty.

  "Brother Bi, these island people are too detestable, I really want to kill a few more of those island devils!"

  Wei Dàyǒng looked at the deserted village, his fists clenched tightly.

  He was heartbroken that his older brother, who had been a company commander in the army, would never again call him "Little Brave", because during the battle where he was wounded, his brother had been killed by enemy soldiers while trying to save him.

  "Great Courage, will you return to your Zy army or follow me to kill the Xiao Dao soldiers?" Niu Bi heard this and did not respond, but instead sank into thought for a moment.

  Niu Bi had seen Liang Jian and knew that Wei Da Yong used to be a soldier in the army, later rescued by Political Commissar Zhao Gang, and finally became Li Yunlong's bodyguard.

  This person has excellent martial arts skills and is a good bodyguard.

  Niu Bi certainly didn't want to let him off, but if he wasn't willing to stay, he wouldn't force him either.

  "Brother Bi, you want me to follow you to kill little ghosts?"

  Wei Dàyǒng heard Niu Bì's words and his eyes lit up immediately.

  The submachine gun in Niu Bi's hand was very sharp, and on the battlefield, he had never seen a submachine gun with such great power.

  What's the use of returning troops?

  Besides, it's hard to find an organization for the time being, why not just follow Brother Biao and directly fight against the devils?

  "So you're willing then?"

  Niu Bi smiled slightly and said.

  It feels very satisfying, it would be best if Wei Dàyǒng could stay.

  "Hmm, but I want an assault rifle!" Wei Dàyǒng said with a silly grin.

  "Go ahead, ten times is fine!" Niu Bi smiled and said.

  He doesn't have much else, just a lot of submachine guns. The prerequisite is that there must be gold. As long as he has that thing, the submachine guns are no problem.

  "If only I could enter a world and get a spatial ring or some spatial equipment, how great that would be!" Niu Bi thought to himself, also feeling that it all depended on luck.

  The opening of the world is random and it's not like you can open whatever world you want just because you think about it.

  Unfortunately, the portal is too small, otherwise I would bring over some flying boats, rocket artillery, and Revelation tanks.

  Isn't it possible to sweep across the battlefield?

  How many years will it take to end the war of resistance against Japan?

  Conquering a small island is not a dream!

  "Thank you, Brother Yi! From now on, I, Wei Daxiong, will follow you to kill those little devils!" Wei Daxiong said excitedly.

  "Great bravery, I'm telling you, our main task from now on is to kill those little demons and take back the supplies they've plundered from the Yellow Emperor! Let's avenge the innocent people they've killed!"

  Niu Bi hasn't forgotten his original intention. Having come to these worlds, he naturally wants to get his hands on things that are beneficial to himself.

  "Good!"

  The two of them chatted for a while, and then Niu Bi took Wei Dajun to interrogate Yamamoto again. Unfortunately, this ghost was very stubborn, and no matter how battered his body was, he refused to speak.

  Yamamoto didn't say anything, and Ushi went ahead to check on the spoils of war.

  "War is indeed an excellent way to get rich!"

  Niu Bi looked at the list in Wei Dàyǒng's hand and his eyes lit up.

  From the little devils, we seized 10 heavy machine guns, 25 light machine guns, 1,700 gold bars, and countless silver dollars!

  Other grains and so on are not included.

  "Exchange these gold bars for big-headed soldiers, submachine guns, and then go kill the little devils, rob their supplies!" Niu Bi made up his mind, letting Wei Da Yong rest and recover from his injuries.

  Wait until his injuries heal, then go and kill the ghost, son.

  Taking advantage of Wei Dajun's departure, Niu Bi had three burly soldiers move the gold bars to a secluded abandoned room and then sent them into the Overlord Hall.

  After settling down 200 big-headed soldiers, Niu Bi prepared to go see Wei Dajun.

  "Is this the cultivation of internal strength?" Niu Bi arrived at Wei Dajun's room door, and through the gap in the door, saw Wei Dajun sitting cross-legged on the bed, his hands clasped together as if practicing.

  Seeing Wei Dajun practicing martial arts, Niu Bi didn't disturb him.

  He immediately let the soldiers bury the pot and cook, while he himself waited on one side, trying to cultivate the closed air skill given by Li De.

  Niu Bi found that Li De's closed-air cultivation method had a lot in common with Wei Dajun's cultivation method.

  "Is it because my qualifications aren't good enough?"

  Niú Bì struggled for two hours, still no progress.

  This is already the nth time of messing around, but still can't feel a surge of energy being produced in the body.

  Cultivate internal strength, use strong energy to hurt people, can punch out fierce palm wind fist, this martial arts realm is what Niu Bi has dreamed of since childhood.

  Finally got a copy of the Qigong incantation, but can't cultivate it.

  "I don't believe it, Li De can do it, why can't I?"

  Niu Bi remembered that when Li De gave him this secret recipe, he had demonstrated it to him before. A kind of gas formed a huge and unmatched force, blasting Niu Bi several meters away.

  Li De relied on this momentum and fought four terrifying robots to a stalemate.

  "Diligence can make up for clumsiness, I will definitely be able to do it!"

  Niu Bi gave himself a pep talk and once again followed the method of Qigong, starting his practice.

  "It's still not working!"

  After a while, Niu Bi stopped practicing and prepared to come again tomorrow.

  Just as he looked up, he was stunned.

  Wei Dàyǒng stared at him intently. "Bì Gē, are you practicing martial arts?"

  "Hmm, can you see what's wrong?"

  Niu Bi heard this and his heart moved slightly. Wei Da Yong had been practicing martial arts for ten years, with rich experience, could it be that he saw that my cultivation was not correct?

  Why don't I learn from Wei Dajun?

  "Brother Bi, you haven't cultivated your qi yet?" Wei Daxiong said after a moment of thought.

  He finished his meditation and came out, only to see that his brother was also sitting there meditating, just like him.

  But in his view, there is no existence of gas in Bi Ge's body.

  "Hmm, I've been practicing for almost half a year now, but it's still not working." Niu Bi had no progress for such a long time, the excitement in his heart had already dissipated.

  "Brother Biao, take a look at mine!"

  Wei Dajun's right hand stood upright like a knife and suddenly chopped towards a small tree with a trunk as thick as an arm beside him.

  With a cracking sound, the small tree was instantly broken in two.

  He actually wanted to ask about Niu Bi's cultivation method, but this was a secret and he didn't dare ask, so he could only use actual action to resolve it.

  "Great Courage, have you cultivated your inner power?"

  "Hmm, these are all taught by my Shao Lin master." said Wei Da Yong.

  "Master teaches..."

  Niu Bi let out a bitter laugh, this technique was hard to come by even from Li De, and yet he still hoped that he would teach him?

  "My master said I was a bit dull, so it took me three years to cultivate my Qi." Wei Dajun said with some embarrassment. "My master also said that in order to quickly cultivate Qi, you must find a place with fresh air to practice."

  "In a place with fresh air, the spiritual energy is abundant, and cultivation will be twice as effective."

  "You spent three years? In a place with fresh air?"

  Niú Fēi's heart moved slightly, and he asked, "Dayang Yong, where do you usually practice in Shaolin?"

  "Back mountain, mountain top, seems like after raining, exercise effect is better."

  Wei Dàyǒng scratched his head awkwardly and said.

  "After the rain, the mountains and rivers that were rarely visited by people should be full of vitality!" Niu Bi thought to himself.

  This kind of place with such a wonderful atmosphere definitely doesn't exist in reality.

  The real sky has been covered by car exhaust and heavy industrial waste gas, where can we talk about fresh air?

  Seeing Niu Bi sink into thought, Wei Da Yong continued. "My master also said that the late Qing and early Republic periods were a time of prosperity for martial arts, with many masters emerging. However, with the appearance of large numbers of cars and guns, polluting the sky, it became increasingly difficult for people with poor qualifications to cultivate their qi."

  "No wonder, real martial arts only have techniques left, pure energy and strength to fight, just like free fighting. People who cultivate internal energy are already rare. " Niu Bi finally understood why there were so many masters of martial arts in the late Qing dynasty.

  But in the 21st century, there aren't many formidable masters.

  "Dà yǒng, can you take a look at this for me?" Niu Bì thought for a moment and handed over the Qi-gathering technique to Wei Dàyǒng.

  Wei Dàyǒng has a master teaching him, maybe he can see through it.

  "Brother Bi, your technique is much better than mine." Wei Daxiong took over Niu Bi's technique and said after careful examination. He started chopping wood in Shaolin Temple and later was taught some techniques by Master Chopping Wood.

  He could see that Niu Bi's technique was much better than his own.

  "Great courage, point it out for me!" Niu Bi knew that he didn't have a master to lead him in, and his practice hadn't yielded the desired results.

  "Okay, no problem."

  ......

  386th Independent Infantry Battalion

  The command post is located at the eastern end of an abandoned small mountain village.

  Three soldiers sat in a small hut.

  The five-pointed star on his head was very eye-catching.

  "Old Li, this time we've called you back to deal with these arrogant devils and their elite troops!" The man speaking had very large eyes that were extremely spirited.

  "Director Zhao, I'm afraid that's not going to work! My uniform factory still has a lot of unfinished tasks!" Old Li glanced at Director Zhao, took a drag on his cigarette, and thought to himself. "Who was it who said I, Li Yunlong, didn't listen to orders and had me transferred away? Now you're looking for me to come back and bail you out? No way!"

  "Old Li, don't be like this, only you have a way to eliminate these devils!" Zhao Zhengwei looked at Kong Jie beside him. "Old Kong, persuade him, you also saw that our brothers suffered so much loss, we must think of a solution."

  "Come on, Old Li, you take over this responsibility!"

  Kong Jie also arrived, feeling quite helpless. This time the little devils' methods were quite clever, with three people forming a group and bullets specifically targeting their faces.

  Once hit, there is no escape.

  Zhao Zhengwei and Kong Jie persuaded him repeatedly, and finally Li Yunlong agreed to take action.

  Just then, a guard walked in with a big smile on his face.

  "Commissar, Battalion Commander! Wonderful news, wonderful news!" The guard saluted the three and hastily reported.

  "What's the good news? Spit it out." Li Yunlong glanced at the guard and said irritably.

  "That Major Yamamoto is already dead." The guard said, still unable to contain his inner joy.

  "Is Yamamoto Taisho dead? Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

  Li Yunlong frowned and said, "Little Lin, spreading false information is punishable by law!"

  "Captain, it's not a rumor, it's true!"

  The guard hastily said, "Thirty miles away from us, an organization of about two companies appeared. They have advanced weapons, the most advanced submachine guns on the market. The most important thing is that these troops do not belong to our country or theirs, they are all Westerners!"

  "It's these people who will finish off the prisoner-of-war camp forty miles away from us!" The guard said, his joy overflowing.

  "What? Westerners? So fierce? Why would they help us fight the Japanese?" Li Yunlong narrowed his eyes, feeling that something was not quite right.

  "Yes, they are not Chinese, why would they help us?" Zhao Zheng also looked puzzled.

  "Squad leader, those people annihilated the 200 men trained by Major Yamamoto and are now camping thirty miles east. If you don't believe it, go take a look at that prisoner-of-war camp."

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