Super dictator.

In the middle of the night, on the first line of defense of Fort Elm, in the temporary headquarters of the Japanese 19th Regiment, Takeshi Yamamura was cleaning his katana. Since it was a sneak attack at night, he would fight hand to hand.

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

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

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

"What time is it?" Yamamura Ken put down his samurai sword, and asked Hayashi Taiichiro, the team leader sitting beside him like an old monk in meditation.

Hayashi Taiichiro took out a pocket watch from his pocket, looked at it by the light, and replied, "Your Excellency, it is already 3 o'clock in the morning."

Takeshi Yamamura stood up and said with a sneer, "It's time, how are the soldiers getting ready?"

"The five hundred imperial warriors are ready and waiting for your order, Your Excellency." Hayashi Taiichiro bowed his head slightly to show respect.

Taken the samurai sword, Yamamura Ken inserted it into the scabbard with a bang, and said confidently, "In this way, let Wei Jichen experience the bayonet-fighting skills of our Great Japanese Empire warriors."

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

They stood silently and neatly. If Wang Shizhen was bombarded at this time, dozens of them would be killed with one shot.

"Gentlemen, within a day, our army broke through the first line of defense of Wei Zijun, and victory is just around the corner." Yamamura Ken stood in front of the devil team and said slowly.

Then the topic changed, and he continued to speak boldly: "However, your Excellency the division commander and I both feel that it is necessary to let Wei Jichen know what it means to be unstoppable, God of death, huh! That's just a joke, gentlemen, my 3rd division and my 5rd division The shame of the [-]th Division depends on us to wash away."

"Tonight, I will lead you to break the myth of the god of death, capture Wei Jichen alive, and set off!" Ken Yamamura raised his hand vigorously, and more than 500 Japanese soldiers quickly disappeared into the night like ghosts.

Yamamura Ken asked the wing staff to prepare to accept the position. Once he occupied the Chinese army position, he would release a signal to let other waiting soldiers come quickly to stabilize the result.

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

In the trenches, most soldiers lay down and took a nap with their guns clutched to their chests.

Suddenly, there was a slight sound from the front.

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

"Who?" shouted the sentinel.

"Crack, croak!" Two calls of old ravens came from the place of the sound.

"It's the old raven!" A sentry was about to relax his vigilance.

The other one warned loudly: "Enemy attack, enemy attack!"

The soldiers lying on the ground were all awakened by the shouts, quickly set up their guns, and entered the fighting state.

"Damn it, how could the old raven come out at night, the doggy Japanese slave wants to lie to me, and there is no door." Seeing that the other sentry hadn't reacted yet, the sentry couldn't help but said loudly.

In the Japanese sneak attack team, Yamamura Ken looked angrily at the soldier who just imitated the crow, and really wanted to shoot him. Although the crow is a divine bird, it is impossible to come out at night and yell casually for no reason.

"rush!"

Now that he has been discovered, Yamamura Ken no longer hides, and with an order, the Japanese in the dark bowed their waists and charged forward quickly.

Cheng Bushi was awakened by the shouts of the sentries, and quickly got up to direct the battle. Looking at the pitch-black front, he couldn't help frowning.

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

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

Boom, after a few loud bangs.

In the darkness, the screams of the Japanese came.

Cheng Bushi saw the flickering flames and saw countless Japanese creeping towards his position.

Because it was too dark, there was no place to throw the grenades. They were either thrown far or too close, and only a small number of them exploded among the Japanese assault troops.

Cheng Bushi's face was stern, and he pulled out his big knife, thinking in his heart: Come on, let's see who is the ancestor of knife play, when we play knife, you are still wearing animal skins and holding stones and shouting loudly.

Over there, Wei Jichen, who couldn't sleep at first, also rushed over with a dozen of his own soldiers after hearing the warning sound and the explosion.

"What's the situation?" Wei Jichen asked aloud as soon as he arrived.

"The Japanese wanted to sneak attack, but 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 faint figure that seemed to be approaching quickly.

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

He brought more than a dozen torches.

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

Cheng Bushi stretched out his hand and pointed to the darkness in front of him, "It's over there."

"It's God helping me, hurry up, throw the torch over there and light it up." Wei Jichen said happily.

Wang Huaiqing and others also reacted immediately, and commanded the soldiers to throw them towards the place where a lot of flammable wood and thatch were placed.

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

coax…

After the torch landed, it ignited dead wood, thatch and other inflammable materials shortly after, and the fire began to spread rapidly.

Wei Jichen could see clearly this time.

I saw hundreds of devils from the bottom of the slope, clinging to the ground, and slowly approaching their own position. In a short period of time, they were only [-] meters away from here.

"Hit!" Wei Jichen yelled angrily, and was the first to throw the grenade in his hand.

This is a tragedy for Ken Yamamura. Under the reflection of the raging fire, their traces are fully exposed, and each of them has become a human target exposed to the guns of Chinese soldiers.

bang bang bang,

Boom, boom,...

The grenades and bullets flew together, and the flames were as bright as the Japanese.

Wei Jichen couldn't stop laughing from ear to ear, the Japanese are simply sending themselves to death.

What is a sniper, that is the king in the dark corner.

The flames had been extinguished in one's own position, and the Japanese couldn't see it at all. They only knew to shoot forward indiscriminately with their guns up.

Originally, both sides could not see both sides, but now only the Japanese suffer from boredom.

Raising the sniper rifle in his hand, Wei Jichen was rude.

He fired all the bullets in the gun chamber in one breath. At such a short distance, Wei Jichen had no chance of missing his shot unless his mind was distracted.

The guns and guns were killing each other, and the bullets never missed. The Japanese who were crawling in front suddenly stopped moving, rolled and fell down a large area, scaring the rest of the people to lie on the ground, still in shock.

It's neither advancing nor retreating for a while.

In this short period of time, the soldiers fought with great joy and joy, and with the powerful grenades, the Japanese suffered heavy casualties and almost lost their general combat effectiveness.

"Retreat, retreat!" Yamamura Ken was ashamed, seeing countless soldiers fall to the ground and never get up again, he immediately understood that the sneak attack ended in failure.

The Japanese who heard the order breathed a sigh of relief. Being pressed and beaten so helplessly, they were not only aggrieved, but also worried that they would become the one who didn't move.

Damn, I want to run, but there is no door, sir, I haven't had fun yet.

Wei Jichen saw that the Japanese turned around and wanted to flee, so he couldn't help picking up his rifle, shouted and gave chase, and then turned over and rolled out of the trench first, while the Japanese were still in the light of the fire, he followed closely and bit the back.

Bang, bang, Wei Jichen shot with his right hand, whenever he found a Japanese who was inclined to turn his head, he would shoot.

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

There are quite a few grenades in Wei Jichen's super space. As long as this kid touches the super space, he will find a grenade.

Wei Jichen threw countless grenades in the training base, and that action was called smooth, even a shot put player would be willing to bow down.

So, boom, boom, the sound of boom began to be heard endlessly.

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

With a buckle of his right hand, a Japanese man fell down, and a throw of his left hand, a bunch of devils were blown away.

Originally, when the soldiers of Wei Zijun saw Wei Jichen turned around and chased him, they all yelled and followed him, but after all, they were one step behind, vaguely, and could only see Wei Jichen in front of him like a bottomless pit.

It seems that he has countless grenades on his body, and then throws them like garbage, without blinking his eyes.

The seven souls of the fleeing Japanese were frightened and the six souls were scared away. At first, some Japanese wanted to turn back and fight back when they saw the enemy army chasing them down, but when they saw this battle, they dared to stay there. Now they only hate their parents for not caring I gave birth to two legs.

As long as there is a slight pause in the footsteps, the body will immediately turn into fragmented parts and fly in all directions.

Only then did they remember the nickname given to the latter by the colleagues of the 5th Division—the god of death.

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

Excited, all the cells in Wei Jichen's body became excited, this is the fucking real killing of a hundred people, I chased and killed more than 100 people by myself.

I stretched out my hand to touch the super space again, but it was empty. What the hell, I threw more than 100 grenades all at once?

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

"grown ups!"

"grown ups!"

Panting, a group of soldiers ran to Wei Jichen one by two, squatting or sitting.

"My lord, you were just fucking, what's your name, yes, you are very wise and powerful."

"What is wise and martial, it is handsome and martial."

...

The soldiers began to praise in a hurry, almost saying all the sentences that can be used to praise people throughout the ages.

"Let's go, let's go back. If the Japanese dare to come again next time, I'll let them go around too much." Wei Jichen ignored the compliments and said with a smile.

"My lord, where did you get so many grenades?" Wang Huaiqing asked Wei Jichen while walking.

Why are there so many?If you have super space, you can too.

Of course, Wei Jichen couldn't answer that way, he put his hands behind his back, and said calmly: "This matter can only be understood but not expressed in words, so I will be your commander-in-chief. When you understand it, you will also understand it." It's the general."

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

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

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

But there was no response for a long time, and a soldier stepped forward with a look of fear on his face, and replied tremblingly, "Master...Master Lin Tai Shaozuo is already broken."

"The jade is broken, the jade is broken." Yamamura Ken raised his head, looked at the frightened faces, and suddenly found that he had more than 500 people, and only 50 to [-] people came back alive.

"That... that Wei Zijun is simply not human, it is... the god of death!" The soldier said again in a trembling voice. He should have died, but Hayashi Taiichiro, 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 like he was having a nightmare.

Shancun said dejectedly, "Go back."

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

Gui Taro, Ogawa Jiro and other staff officers all stared at him blankly.

"You mean, you took more than 500 people to sneak attack, and only 50 people came back with you? And I don't know how many enemy troops have been killed." Gui Taro let go of his hand, and didn't even notice that the crutch fell to the ground.

"Yes, Your Excellency!" Yamamura Ken couldn't lower his head any lower.

"Baga, you trash, what use does the empire want you for?" Gui Taro slapped Yamamura Ken's face with a backhand.

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

"Do it yourself!" Gui 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 angry Katsura and said, "Your Excellency, Head of Division, let Yamamura-kun explain the reason."

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

What Yamamura Ken said made Gui Taro even more furious, and he wished he could do it himself and slashed him with a knife.

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

"Before I die, I have one last sentence. I must, I must warn all the gentlemen: Wei Jichen must never be allowed to leave Elm Castle alive." Yamamura Ken suddenly regained his sanity and said such a sentence.