Super Dictator

Late at night, at the first line of defense of Yushu Fort, inside the temporary headquarters of the 19th Japanese Regiment, Takeru Yamamura was wiping his samurai sword. Since it was a night sneak attack, they would engage in hand-to-hand combat.

Several staff officers and generals looked at him without blinking, waiting for his orders.

Yamamura Ken is very confident in his sword skills, and believes that the skills of his soldiers in fighting bayonets are not comparable to those of the enemy.

Therefore, like Katsura Taro, he had great expectations for this night attack, hoping to break through the enemy's lines in one fell swoop.

"What time is it?" Ken Yamamura put down his samurai sword and asked the captain, Taichiro Hayashi, who was sitting beside him like an old monk in trance.

Lin Taichiro took out a pocket watch from his arms, looked at it under the light, and replied: "Sir, it's already 3 o'clock in the morning."

Yamamura Ken stood up and said with a sneer: "It's time. How are the soldiers prepared?"

"Five hundred imperial warriors are ready and waiting for your order, Your Excellency." Taichiro Lin lowered his head slightly to show respect.

Yamamura Ken picked up the samurai sword, inserted it into the scabbard with a clang, and said confidently: "In this way, let Wei Jichen see the bayonet fighting skills of the warriors of the Japanese Empire."

A few people walked out of the headquarters. More than 500 Japanese soldiers had already assembled outside.

They stood silently and neatly. If Wang Shizhen fired a cannon at this time, dozens of them would be killed in one shot.

"Gentlemen, within one day, our army broke through Wei Zijun's first line of defense. Victory is just around the corner." Yamamura Ken stood in front of the Japanese team and said slowly.

Then the conversation changed and he continued to speak boldly: "However, both the division commander and I feel it is necessary to let Wei Jichen know what it means to be unstoppable, the God of Death, huh! That's just a joke, gentlemen, my 3rd Division and the 3rd Division It’s up to us to wash away the shame of the 5th Division.”

"Tonight, I will lead you to break the myth of death, capture Wei Jichen alive, let's go!" Yamamura Jian raised his hand in high spirits, and more than 500 Japanese soldiers quickly disappeared into the night like ghosts.

Yamamura asked the regiment staff to prepare to accept the position. Once he occupied the Chinese army's position, he would send a signal to let other waiting soldiers come quickly to consolidate the victory.

On the Wei Zijun position, several sentries looked around carefully with eagle-like eyes.

In the trenches, most soldiers held their guns to their chests and lay down to take a nap.

Suddenly, there was a slight sound from the front.

One sentry immediately pointed his gun forward, and several other sentries were also immediately ready to attack.

"Who?" the sentry shouted.

"Quack, quack!" Two cries of old birds came from the place where the sound came.

"It's Lao Yu!" A sentry was about to relax his vigilance.

Another man shouted a warning: "Enemy attack, enemy attack!"

The soldiers lying on the ground were awakened by the shouts, quickly positioned their guns and entered combat mode.

"Damn it, how could the old man come out at night? The stupid Japanese slave wants to deceive me, but there is no way." The sentry couldn't help but said loudly when he saw that the other sentry had not yet reacted.

In the Japanese sneak attack team, Ken Yamamura looked angrily at the soldier who had just imitated the crow call. He really wanted to shoot him. Although the crow is a sacred bird, it cannot come out at night and make random noises for no reason.

"rush!"

Now that he has been discovered, Yamamura Kenya no longer hides and tucks him in. With an order, the Japanese in the darkness hunched over and charged forward quickly.

Cheng Bushi was awakened by the shouts of the sentry, and quickly stood up to direct the battle. Looking at the pitch black front, he couldn't help but frown.

"Throw a grenade!" Cheng Bushi immediately thought of this method.

When the soldier who originally wanted to shoot heard this, he quickly picked up the grenade from his side, pulled it, and threw it casually into the darkness.

Boom, after several loud noises.

In the darkness, the screams of the Japanese could be heard.

In the flash of fire, Cheng Bushi saw countless Japanese creeping closer to his position.

Because it was too dark, I couldn't find the right place to throw the grenades. I either threw them too far or too close. Only a small number exploded among the Japanese charging troops.

Cheng Bushi's face was stern, and he pulled out his big knife and thought to himself: Come on, let's see who is the ancestor who played with knives. When we were playing with knives, you were still wearing animal skins and holding rocks and shouting loudly.

Over there, Wei Jichen, who had been unable to sleep, heard the warning sounds and explosions, and hurriedly led a dozen soldiers over.

"What's going on?" Wei Jichen asked aloud as soon as he arrived.

"The Japanese wanted to make a sneak attack, but unfortunately our soldiers discovered it early." Cheng Bushi told Wei Jichen the situation as simply as possible.

Wei Jichen looked carefully and could only see a vague figure that seemed to be approaching quickly.

"Throw the torch over." Wei Jichen turned to Wang Huaiqing and said.

He brought more than ten torches.

Wang Huaiqing was about to be thrown away, but Wei Jichen suddenly stopped him and asked Cheng Bushi excitedly: "Old Cheng, where did you put those flammable things?"

Cheng Bushi stretched out his hand and pointed into the darkness ahead: "That's it."

"God is really helping me. Quick, throw the torch over there and light it." Wei Jichen said happily.

Wang Huaiqing and others also reacted immediately, and with a look of joy on their faces directed the soldiers to throw them towards the place where a lot of flammable wood and thatch were placed.

Suddenly, dozens of torches flashed bright lights in the darkness and quickly fell into the distance.

coax…

After the torch fell to the ground, it soon ignited dead wood, grass, thatch and other flammable materials, and the fire began to spread rapidly.

Wei Jichen could see clearly this time.

I saw hundreds of Japanese soldiers coming from the bottom of the slope, clinging to the ground, slowly coming towards their own position. In a short period of time, they were only a few dozen meters away from here.

"Hit!" Wei Jichen shouted angrily and threw the grenade in his hand first.

At this time, Takeru Yamamura was in tragedy. Under the blazing fire, their traces were exposed, and each of them became a human target exposed to the muzzle of the Chinese soldiers.

Bang bang bang,

Boom, boom,…

Grenades and bullets flew together, and the fire was the same color as the Japanese.

Wei Jichen smiled from ear to ear. The Japanese were simply committing suicide.

What is a sniper? He is the king of dark corners.

The fire in our own position has been extinguished, and the Japanese can't see it at all. They only shoot forward randomly with their guns raised.

Originally, both sides could not see each other, but now only the Japanese suffered.

Raising the sniper rifle in his hand, Wei Jichen was no longer polite.

In one breath, he fired all the bullets in the gun chamber. At such a close distance, Wei Jichen had no chance of missing unless he got distracted.

The rifles demanded life, and the bullets were all fired. The Japanese who were crawling in front suddenly stopped moving and rolled down a large area. The rest of the people were frightened and fell to the ground in shock.

It is neither progress nor retreat for a while.

In this short period of time, the soldiers fought happily and happily. With the powerful grenades, the Japanese suffered heavy casualties and almost lost their normal combat effectiveness.

"Retreat, retreat!" Takeru Yamamura was so disgraced that he saw countless soldiers falling to the ground and never getting up again. He immediately understood in his heart that the sneak attack ended in failure.

The Japanese who heard the order breathed a sigh of relief. They were suppressed and beaten without the ability to fight back. Not only did they feel aggrieved, but they were also afraid that they would become the immobile person.

Damn it, I want to run, but there is no way. I haven’t had enough fun yet.

When Wei Jichen saw the Japanese turning around and trying to escape, he couldn't help but pick up his rifle, shouted and gave chase, then rolled over and rolled out of the trench first. While the Japanese were still under the light of the fire, he followed closely and bit at the back.

Bang, bang, Wei Jichen fired with his right hand. Whenever he found a Japanese who had a tendency to turn his head, he would shoot him.

And his left hand was not idle either, throwing a grenade forward almost every three seconds.

There are a lot of grenades placed in Wei Jichen's super space. As long as this kid touches his hand in the super space, he will take out a grenade, then put it to his mouth, bite it, pull the fuse, and then throw it down.

Wei Jichen threw countless grenades at the training base, and his movements were so smooth that even shot put players would be defeated.

Then, the sound of booming and booming began to be heard.

Wei Jichen was like a human tank, constantly firing forward.

With a click of his right hand, a Japanese fell down, and with a throw of his left hand, a bunch of Japanese were blown away.

Originally, when the soldiers of Wei Zijun saw Wei Jichen turn over and pursue him, they all shouted and followed him. However, they were one step behind after all, and they could only see Wei Jichen in front of him vaguely like a bottomless pit.

He seemed to have countless grenades on him, and he threw them away like garbage without blinking.

The seven souls of the Japanese who escaped were scared away and six of them were scared away. Some Japanese originally wanted to turn around and fight back when they saw the enemy chasing them down. But when they saw this formation, they still dared to stay there. Now they only hate their parents in their hearts for what they did. He gave birth to two legs.

As long as there was a slight pause in his steps, his body would immediately turn into bits and pieces and fly in all directions.

Only then did they remember the nickname given to the man behind by their colleagues in the 5th Division - the God of Death.

It turns out that this is the source of death. Countless Japanese who were blown away suddenly realized this before they died.

With such joy, all the cells in Wei Jichen's body became excited. This is the real killing of a hundred people. I am chasing down more than a hundred people by myself.

I reached out and touched the super space again, but it was all empty. I choked and threw all the more than a hundred grenades at once?

Wei Jichen looked forward again and saw that the frightened little Jaap was already rolling around and using all his strength to escape into the night, so he had to stop and give up.

"grown ups!"

"grown ups!"

Then a group of soldiers panted and ran to Wei Jichen one by two, squatting or sitting down.

"Sir, what the hell did you call just now? Yes, you are wise and powerful."

"What a wise and mighty man, he is a handsome man and his mighty man."

…

The soldiers all started to praise him, and they almost said all the sentences that could be used to praise people in the past and present.

"Come on, let's go back. If the Japanese dare to come again next time, I will make them walk around without food." Wei Jichen ignored the compliments and said with a smile.

"Sir, where did you get so many grenades?" Wang Huaiqing asked Wei Jichen as he walked.

How come there are so many whys? If you have super space, you can do it too.

Of course Wei Jichen couldn't answer like this. He put his hands behind his back and said calmly: "This matter can only be understood but cannot be expressed in words. That's why I will be your commander-in-chief. When you understand, I will It’s the commander-in-chief.”

Wei Jichen's mysterious reply made Wang Huaiqing puzzled. He could only touch his forehead helplessly and thought with an annoyed look: It seems that I will only be a soldier captain in this life.

Yamamura Ken ran all the way until he couldn't hear any noise, and then he stopped in despair.

"Rin Taiichiro, Rin Taichiro, count how many people are left." Yamamura Ken's voice was filled with incomparable bitterness.

But there was no response for a long time. After a long time, a soldier came forward, with a frightened look on his face and a trembling voice, and replied: "General... Major Lin, Mrs. Lin's jade has been broken into pieces."

"The jade is broken, the jade is broken." Yamamura Ken raised his head and looked at the frightened faces. He suddenly realized that there were more than 500 people in his life, and only 40 or 50 people came back alive.

"Then... that Wei Zijun is simply not a human being, he is... the God of Death!" The soldier said with a trembling voice. Originally, he should have died, but Taichiro Lin, who was one step behind him, blocked the bomb for him.

Thinking of the series of explosions that followed him closely, and the stumps that kept falling in front of him, the soldier felt as if he was having a nightmare.

Yamamura Ken said dejectedly: "Go back."

Not long after, Takeru Yamamura, who seemed to have lost his soul, appeared at the temporary headquarters of the 3rd Division.

Katsura Taro, Ogawa Jiro and other staff members all looked at him blankly.

"You mean, you took more than 500 people for a sneak attack, and only 50 people came back with you? And I don't know how many enemy soldiers were killed." Katsura loosened his hand and didn't even notice that the crutch fell to the ground.

"Yes, Your Excellency!" Yamamura Ken's head could not be lowered any lower.

"Baga, you loser, what does the empire want from you?" Katsura Taro slapped Yamamura Takeru's face with his backhand.

After a snap, five red handprints appeared on his face.

"Do it yourself!" Katsura Taro picked up a samurai sword from the table and threw it in front of Yamamura Ken.

Ogawa Jiro took a step forward, stopped the furious Katsura Taro and said: "Your Excellency, division commander, let Yamamura-kun tell you the reason."

"The reason?" Yamamura Ken raised his head blankly, and then squeezed out two words from his mouth: "Death!"

Yamamura Ken's words made Katsura Taro even more furious, and he almost wished he could do it himself and chop him with a knife.

Fortunately, Yamamura Ken knew that his crime was unforgivable, so he knelt down, picked up the samurai sword, and then thrust it straight into his abdomen.

"Before I die, I have one last word. I want to warn everyone: I will never let Wei Jichen leave Elm Castle alive." Yamamura Kenji seemed to be having a flashback, his mind suddenly became clear, and he said these words.