Under One Person: One Person Goes

Chapter 272 Next stop, the capital of Manchuria
The deafening explosion resounded through the sky, and the dazzling flames illuminated half the sky.

When Wang Yi started by using an imaginary black hole to kill the python fairy named Chang who was helping the tyrant, the attack on the camp had its results.

The hangars housing the military aircraft were destroyed, and the aircraft on the runway were not spared, except for a few that escaped during the initial and mid-stage melee.

Nearly 150 military aircraft parked at Fengjibao Airport, 30 miles away from Fengtian City, were all burned.

For the current Japanese Army, the loss of nearly 150 military aircraft was difficult for them to accept because they were a poor industrial country, pilots were valuable, but the aircraft were not cheap either.

Even if they take over the areas outside the Great Wall, it would take at least three to five years to convert the resources there into military resources for a full-scale invasion of China so quickly. Wang Yi and his men, as well as the volunteers outside the Great Wall, would not let them get what they want.

Now that the strategic goal has been achieved, Wang Yi and his men don't want to get entangled with the Japanese who are gradually forming an encirclement.

From the moment Wang Yi took the lead in breaking into the enemy camp to the moment Liang Ting and his men risked their lives to clear the way and destroy the hangar and military aircraft, up to now, the effective casualties inflicted on the Japanese were actually not many, only about 500 people.

Dispersing it throughout the military airport is actually still within an acceptable range.

It was only the destruction of these military aircraft that allowed the Japanese commander stationed there to break through the defenses.

The destruction of such a large number of military aircraft will make it a problem whether there are military aircraft that can be deployed from other places. The other side can bomb your plane once, but can't they bomb your plane a second time?

If we don't keep Wang Yi and his group of alien armed forces here, not to mention their careers, even the survival of their families in the local area will be in doubt, as a bunch of families are waiting behind them.

"Surround them! Surround them! Mortars! Mortars!"

The Japanese commander was roaring desperately, and the three Zhuge family sorcerers who had turned the tables also activated the formation, causing a gust of flying sand and rocks that was dazzling. Wang Yi and his men also evacuated the military airport with their sacrificed compatriots before the Japanese surrounded them.

The mines that the Japanese had previously placed around the airport to prevent attacks on the camp came in handy at this time.

Seeing that Wang Yi and his companions were retreating towards a minefield, and that the other party was retreating unscathed in the minefield, these Japanese soldiers followed them. After suffering a severe blow, they dared not pursue them rashly.

One mile away from the Kwantung Army's military airport in Fengjibao, Deng Tian, ​​Ma Benzai and eight other martial artists who stayed behind also saw flames rising from the direction of the airport.

After a while, Wang Yi, Liang Ting and others, who were still maintaining the triple state of reverse life, appeared in front of them.

There were fifty people when they left, but only thirty when they returned. Twenty martial artists died while clearing the way for the Trinity disciples to bomb the hangar.

The only thing to be thankful for was that they were all wearing armor made by three masters of machinery, Liang Ting, Ma Benzai and Zhang Xuan. Although they died, their bodies were preserved intact.

Sadness was a luxury word in wartime, not to mention that they had already been mentally prepared.

Seeing everyone returning, the disciple Deng Tian was also muttering to himself.

"Master Thirteen, please show yourself and demonstrate your magical powers!"

The spirit of the Thirteenth Master of the Hui family, who was stationed in Fengtian City, descended, and the face of the disciple Deng Tian showed obvious beast features. He looked at Wang Yi through his disciple's body and also revealed a satisfied smile.

"You can. Three good fighters, two dead and one disabled. You are a better fighter than me, the Thirteenth Master."

"They were ill-prepared for me and took advantage of me. It's hard to say what will happen in the future."

Wang Yi had nothing to be proud of for this praise. He faced these three masters, used the strategy of dividing the river into land and the imaginary black hole, but in the end, the Japanese alien from the space system still escaped. In addition, he showed the three levels of reverse life. As long as the Japanese continued to invade China, they would readjust their strategy against the Chinese alien circle, including himself.

"We'll talk about the future later. What should we do now? Should we go back?"

Wang looked at the eighteen disciples of Trinity Sect behind him who had just experienced the baptism of war.

Although he was injured, he was still fine thanks to the triple level of Reverse Life and the armor on his body.

It was just that seeing the good man who was drinking and chatting happily with them before risking his life to clear a way for them, the shock between life and death was too much to recover for a while.

The three Zhuge family sorcerers consumed a lot of energy. They were stationed in the center, maintaining such a situation, and also had to transfer bullets. Their true energy was almost consumed in just a quarter of an hour.

"Disciple Sanyi, three senior Zhuges, please take off your armor."

Hearing this, the Sanyi disciples and the three Zhuge family sorcerers did not ask any questions. They took off their armor and handed it to Liang Ting's subordinates beside them. "Hey, young man, do you have any ideas?"

"Yes, since we are going out to fight the Japanese, we cannot be limited to one city or one place. Thirteenth Master, can you still use your previous magical powers?"

"Heh, this is outside the Great Wall. Your Thirteenth Master has a lot of tricks up his sleeve. Tell me, where do you want your Thirteenth Master to send you?"

“The capital of Manchukuo.”

"That place is full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers. We, the immortals, have an agreement with their Aixinjueluo ancestors, so it's not easy to attack. Moreover, although the Aixinjueluo Kingdom has lost its foundation, its heritage is still there. Don't let your boat capsize there, kid."

"I just made an appointment to meet someone there. Master Liu, will you come with me?"

The dough maker Liu didn't expect that he would have a part in Wang Yi's trip to the north.

After watching Wang Yi perform his bone-twisting and skin-painting skills up close, Old Liu was also very excited. He didn't think too much and just stood behind Wang Yi.

Wang Yi looked at Liang Ting, who was about to leave after a quick meeting.

"Brother Liang, there are soldiers who died for their country just now. Do you have a list?"

When asked this by Wang Yi, Liang Ting was stunned for a moment.

"My group of people are actually of the same nature as the Volunteer Army, so I haven't paid too much attention to this aspect. Besides, they all have their own masters, so I can still ask them if I want to. Why? Do you think they care about their reputation after death even though they are willing to sacrifice their lives for the country?"

"Those who survive must do something for the dead. They may not care about their reputation after death, but we must remember it. Otherwise, if our descendants forget the blood our ancestors shed to save the country, we will really let them down."

"I understand. I will implement this matter after I return."

"Young Marshal, please repeat what I said. So many soldiers sacrificed their lives to defend the land. If you can record it, please record it. Fallen leaves always return to their roots. All right, Master Thirteen, please show your magical powers!"

A wisp of true energy unique to the immortals fell into Wang Yi's palm.

"Not only did you kill the monster from the Chang family, you also have another one in your hand that can be counted as the life of our ancestors according to our generation. Although life and death are determined by fate, you should be careful when you meet other immortals. Our four families are fine, but the Liu family is not so cunning. If you meet them, be tolerant. I, Hui Shisan, should have some say in the place you are going. Everyone, sit tight!"

Supernatural power: the way of rat!

Hui Shisan used his disciple's body to operate his magical powers, and the earth surged around Wang Yi and the others, wrapping them up and sinking them into the ground. Then he used the earth escape technique to head towards the capital of the puppet state of Manchukuo, which was supported by the Japanese and the deposed Qing emperor.

Such long distances, often hundreds or even thousands of miles, can only be performed so easily by immortals, who have practiced for hundreds of years.

With the help of the Grey Immortal Master Thirteen's magical power of walking on the ground, Wang Yi, together with his disciples Sanyi, the sorcerer of the Zhuge family, and a Master Liu, walked underground and escaped to the outskirts of Changchun, the capital of the current puppet Manchukuo, before dawn the next day.

Taking advantage of the fact that the Japanese were less vigilant, the twenty-three people sneaked into the city and hid there.

The reason for this stop is that I want the people I bring with me to see how the Chinese people live in the Japanese-occupied areas.

He also contacted the eleven members of the Tang Sect who had already infiltrated. After all, the beastly Master Lao Meng was following them.

By the way, it is also a test to see how much heritage the old people of the Qing Dynasty still have left.

At dawn, the Volunteer Army cooperated with the Fengtian Army to fire a round of smoke bombs and then began to withdraw as Liang Ting and others returned to report.

For the young marshal, the head of the family, there was no more harassment from Japanese military aircraft in the sky. All he had to do next was to guard his retreat route and he could retreat back to the interior whenever he wanted.

Now he was more waiting for news to see when Wang Yi could deliver the supplies belonging to the volunteers to them so that he could withdraw.

As for Changchun City, the sparse sound of artillery fire outside the city did not affect the dignitaries in the city.

In other words, compared to the volunteers outside the city who could only harass the fortified city with their cannons, the revenge assassinations that had occurred in the capital of Manchukuo in recent times worried them more.

(End of this chapter)