In the Chen Zhen world, in September 1937, on the battlefield of Songhu.
As far as the eye could see, black smoke billowed, covering the sky and the sun. Broken walls and ruins stretched endlessly. Corpses lay strewn across the ground. Blood was everywhere. Screams, gunshots, and hawkers lingered.
In this war between China and Japan, the national army had more than 600,000 soldiers, while the Japanese army had gathered about 200,000. The two sides had been fighting fiercely for more than a month.
Neither the Japanese nor the national army noticed that there were tens of thousands of more troops on the positions of the national army and the Japanese army, according to the ratio of three to one.
"Boom!"
A cannonball from a light cruiser landed precisely on the position of a battalion of the national army. At least 100 people were killed instantly. More than 100 were either seriously injured or passed out.
"Is this my weapon?"
Hong Meng of the Coiling Dragon world was wearing a tattered military uniform that was full of holes. The uniform was completely dyed dark red by the smoke and blood. It was hard to tell whether it was the uniform of the Central Army or the local army.
Hong Jun of the Coiling Dragon world looked up at the densely packed airplanes in the sky, and then at the polished rifle in his hand. This was a well-known piece of equipment in the national army. It was made in Hanyang with a long history. His face stiffened.
After adapting to his frail body, Hong Meng gently pulled the bolt and looked at the only two bullets left in it. His facial muscles could not help but twitch a few times. Then he closed his eyes.
Although Wanjie Lou had sealed them into ordinary people, he had not cut off their connection with the magic phone. Now they almost knew what kind of hellish Instance Dungeon they were in.
But they did not expect that they would only be given a handgun made in Hanyang with only two bullets.
"I envy you ~"
Lin Meng of the Stellar Transformation macro world said quietly, his voice full of envy and jealousy.
He only had a broad-backed broadsword in his hand. If it was an intact broadsword, he would not have said anything. How could a broadsword with a two-finger-wide blade be able to kill people?
"Seeing the weapons in your hands suddenly makes me feel much better."
Hong Meng of the Stellar Transformation macro world, who was hiding in a tunnel, chuckled.
He was holding a mid-grade rifle, which was more advanced than the ones made in Hanyang. Moreover, it had one more bullet than the Hong Meng of the Coiling Dragon Great World. What else could he complain about?
"How do we fight this?"
In the Coiling Dragon world, Linley held a kitchen knife in his hand. His body was curled up in a ball, not daring to stick his head out.
From the corner of his eye, he could clearly see that the regular troops around him were dying almost every second.
Although he didn't want to admit it, Linley knew that the Japanese army of the Coiling Dragon world was far superior to his own army, in terms of equipment and quality.
"Ding Dong! Congratulations to Wanjie Lou's customer, Leng Feng, for successfully getting a kill! "
Just as the customers of Wanjie Lou were complaining about the indescribably poor weapons in their hands, a clear reminder rang in their ears, accompanied by impassioned music.
"He got a kill so quickly!"
In the tunnel, Sect Leader Tongtian frowned, his face full of black lines. He was constantly pulling the bolt of the gun made in Hanyang to adapt to his weak body and worn-out weapon. Suddenly, he heard the reminder in his ear, and his face darkened.
Not only did he have to adapt to his weak body, but he also had to adapt to the old and worn-out weapon. Compared with some regular soldiers from the technological world, the gap in strength between the two sides was too great.
"I feel a little unsafe. Let's dig deeper."
Looking at several bodies of the national army blown up by a bomb, the Heavenly Primogenitor could not help but tremble. He quickly bent down to dig a deeper tunnel with the shovel in his hand.
Having lost his powerful strength, he had no sense of security at all. He always felt that the tunnel was too shallow. He wished he could dig a tunnel 100 meters deep and hide below.
"Junior Sister Nuwa, can you lend me your weapon for a while?"
Taoist Cundi held a wooden stick as thick as an arm in his hand. Looking at the Czech machine gun in Nuwa's hand, he almost drooled.
The Japanese army's firepower was so strong. They had planes, cannons, and warships. It was very likely that they would not engage in close combat. With such poor weapons, it was even more impossible for them to take the initiative to attack. How could he kill the enemy with only a wooden stick?
Nuwa hugged the Czech machine gun tightly. She suddenly lost her powerful strength. Only the only weapon in her hand could make her feel a little safe.
"Ding dong! The Western Alliance of Gods has been wiped out! "
On the Myriad World Public Platform, the number of deaths continued to increase. However, they were all intermittent deaths. Suddenly, the reminder that had been quiet for a long time sounded again.
The Western Alliance of Gods was an alliance formed by some Western gods and Western masters from the world connected by Wanjie Lou.
They originally thought that they could use their identity as Americans to sneak into the Japanese army's camp and kill a wave of enemies with bombs. Who knew that they would be killed by the Japanese's machine gun.
"Split up, our target is too obvious."
Shaolin Temple Buddhist Sect Leader Sweeping the Floor shouted when he saw that people in the Shaolin Temple Buddhist Sect were constantly being shot in the head, especially when he heard the game's reminder.
They were only sniped by the Japanese army's infantry. However, when he heard that all the Western Alliance of Gods had been wiped out, he thought that they were killed by bombs. Only then did he think that the Japanese aviation in the sky might discover the vast expanse of whiteness below and drop bombs.
"We can't just hide down there, can we?"
Shi Hao carried a Japanese corpse and looked at the Japanese army's camp from time to time. His expression was ugly. They were almost suppressed by the enemy to the point that they could not even lift their heads.
This made him feel too suffocated.
"Everyone, listen to the order! The commander has ordered that in ten minutes, we will launch a general attack and recapture the lost position. Whoever dares to move forward will be directly punished by military law. "
At this moment, a series of roars sounded from behind all the positions. At the back of the positions, there were a number of Central Army soldiers holding weapons aimed at the positions, their eyes cold and fierce.
The Wanjie Lou people were speechless.
"Beep, beep, beep …"
As the charge horn sounded, all the national troops in the positions turned out in full force, covering the sky and the earth like a swarm of ants, rushing towards the Japanese position one after another.
Except for the customers of Hua Xia, who rushed forward with their blood boiling, Wanjie Lou and the others looked reluctant.
There were airplanes in the sky, warships in the sea, and countless Japanese soldiers on the Japanese position pulling the trigger crazily. This was simply walking in a hail of bullets. Whether they could survive or not depended entirely on luck.
"Teacher, you follow behind us."
Jiang Lan, Celestial Master Xiaoyao, Celestial Master Fluttering Feather, and the others carried all kinds of old rifles and slowly moved forward in front of Hong Meng, Lin Meng, and the others.
In this Supreme Glory event, it did not matter whether they could pass or not. If Lin Meng and Hong Meng could pass, they might be able to break through the bottleneck of the intermediate tenth level and reach the advanced tenth level.
"We finally rushed to the position!"
After the deaths of Celestial Master Xiaoyao and Celestial Master Fluttering Feather, Hong Meng and the others rushed to the position and fought with the Japanese soldiers.
"Baka!"
A Japanese soldier shouted at Hong Meng of the Coiling Dragon Great World and rushed over with a .38 rifle.
Hong Meng frowned when he heard this. His eyes flashed with a cold light, and he rushed forward. He was not afraid of these Japanese soldiers in close combat.
"Motherf * cker, you Japanese just wait. When the event is over, I will kill all the Japanese who can be killed."
Not far away, Zhao Ji of Song Huizong was stabbed in the stomach by a Japanese soldier. He was lying on the ground, screaming in pain and cursing.
Goku and Yue Fei could not protect the eight of them at all. Even though Yue Fei came to his rescue in time, he was stabbed and almost died.
In order to be relatively fair, all the injuries suffered would be like real injuries on the nerves of the customers of Wanjie Lou.
One could imagine how much the spoiled Zhao Ji of Song Huizong was in pain and how much he hated the Japanese who stabbed him.
"F * ck! I want to destroy Japan. "
Above the Myriad World Mall, the monster Gorzan, who was teleported out by the silver light beam, looked ferocious and resentful.
He really did not expect that he would be killed by a Japanese soldier with a stone. He would never forget that bloodthirsty face.
Gorzan was a monster, and his body was turned into a human, so it was even more difficult for him to adapt to guns and close combat.
He was lucky enough to run to the position, but was ridden on the ground by a Japanese soldier. The soldier didn't know where he got a stone and killed him.
"You are dead too?"
"You are dead too?"
"How did you die?"
"Cough, cough, cough … Let's not talk about this?"
… …
In the square of the Myriad World Mall, less than ten minutes after the close combat, more than half of the customers of Wanjie Lou had died.
However, most of the customers of Wanjie Lou were not killed in close combat. Most of them were killed on the way to the guns.
Because the customers of Wanjie Lou had cultivation experience, although they were sealed as ordinary people, they could still remember some ordinary moves. In close combat, they had the upper hand.
"It's too difficult. I don't know if the teachers can last until the end."
In the square of the Myriad World Mall, Heavenly Venerable Xiaoyao and Heavenly Venerable Fluttering Feather looked anxious. Too many customers of Wanjie Lou had died.
The ability to survive on the battlefield had little to do with the strength of the customers of Wanjie Lou.
On the contrary, people like Leng Feng of the Wolf Warriors World, Teng Qingshan of the Nine Cauldrons World, and Captain America had a stronger ability to survive on the battlefield.
They had participated in similar battlefields and knew the ability to survive on the battlefield like the back of their hands.
"Help me find out which countries in the world that Wanjie Lou is connected to have a war with Japan. I want to fund them with space battleships, atomic bombs, and laser weapons. Trample them for me."
Many of the customers of Wanjie Lou shouted hysterically.
Many of them had already touched the barrier of breaking through to the next realm. This Supreme Glory was their chance to break through to the next realm.
But now, they were killed by the Japanese. They couldn't blame the difficulty of the dungeon set by Wanjie Lou, they could only blame the Japanese for not cooperating.
"Send troops. Send troops to me now. In the future, all the slaves in the country will be provided by Japan."
Under the silver light pillar, two more figures appeared. Song Huizong Zhao Ji and Zhengde Emperor Zhu Houzhao said angrily.
Song Huizong Zhao Ji was stabbed to death, and Zhengde Emperor Zhu Houzhao was directly killed by a bomb.
Zhou Yang was speechless.
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