Chapter 292 62: Tokyo War
“O-Omura appears!”
The two survivors holding the base of the bronze statue shouted in surprise.
This surprised face also became their last remaining appearance.
So what if the bronze statue blocked a man's sword swing? There was an entire army here, and before they knew it, most of the Spiritualist Club had been covered.
As soon as the bronze statue of Omura blocked the knife, on the other side, two other people rushed to the side of the two survivors in perfect coordination. With a dance of the bayonet, the two heads fell to the ground. This movement was skillful and they repeated it countless times.
At this point, those who took advantage of the special affairs bureau to leave and entered the Spiritualist Club were all dead and injured, leaving only bloody remains everywhere, slowly being swallowed up by the earth and turning into a part of the earth's blood pool.
The bronze statue of Omura did not say a word, perhaps because he was not smart enough to say anything. Everything seemed like subconscious actions, but his expression was still so complicated, as if he really had some complicated thoughts.
"Master Omura, we didn't see you in hell. In this case, just rest in peace and bless us all the best on Takamagahara. All of this is for Japan!"
The captain smiled sinisterly and raised his right hand.
The surrounding soldiers raised their rifles, and hundreds of dark muzzles were aimed at the bronze statue of Omura at the same time.
“Shoot!”
The ghost soldier’s rifle fired a pitch-black bullet, which exploded on the bronze statue’s body, staining it with patches of black spots, which were quickly covered by the white flames that bloomed from the bronze statue’s body. dissolved.
The bronze statue of Omura withstood the bullets and pulled out the long knife from his waist. In an instant, there seemed to be a charge of thousands of troops and horses all around, fighting against the hundreds of ghost soldiers who fired, making it short-lived. He fell into fear, as if he was on a battlefield somewhere, and an army was attacking him right in front of him.
The bronze sword was burning with white fire. With one strike, the ghost soldiers immediately let out a sharp explosion, screamed and melted into a pool of black water.
The bronze statue of Omura is like a tiger among sheep among the ghost soldiers. The swords and swords strike violently. The ordinary ghost soldiers are no match at all. Before they can aim their guns, the opponent has already chopped off their sinful bodies in advance while moving.
"Mr. Omura, why did you kill me?"
As soon as the voice of Matsui Yoshiyuki, who was covered in black gas, came, a figure came, using a black flame knife, slashing at The white flame sword blocked by the bronze statue of Omura.
The black and white flames exploded, forming a Tai Chi circle between them. The strong interference caused the surveillance equipment arranged by the Special Affairs Bureau in advance to be scrapped instantly.
“This is the ghost army.” The bronze statue of Omura said awkwardly.
"Haha, I am the imperial army. I was and am now!"
The black flames of Matsui's sword rose sharply. In the distance, a black horse neighed and scattered countless ghost soldiers along the way. He charged forward with an indomitable momentum. Bronze statue of Xiang Omura.
The bronze statue of Omura violently broke away from Matsui, trying to avoid the menacing collision.
Matsui saw the right moment and with a slash of the black knife, the right leg of Omura's bronze statue was cut off directly.
As soon as his body was damaged, Bai Yan suddenly became sluggish, and the black horse had already arrived in front of him in an instant.
"Alas"
The bronze statue of Omura closed his eyes, threw the knife forcefully in a certain direction, easily penetrated the blood film, and flew towards an unknown direction.
At the same time, his body was trampled by the horse's hooves and exploded into countless fragments.
Matsui looked at the direction where the knife disappeared and chuckled a few times: "Do you really think that a group of juniors who have forgotten their ancestors can deal with us? Naive old guy."
He got on his horse, Swinging his sword to the north: "Matsui Regiment, attack with the whole army! Let these juniors who have never seen blood see our majesty back then!"
"Charge!"
"Charge!"
The number of ghost soldiers who have just been killed does not seem to have decreased at all, and new heads are still emerging from the blood-stained land. , seems to be endless.
Thousands of ghost soldiers followed Matsui Yoshiyuki and launched a charge, targeting Saga's first line of defense.
“The first batch of enemies are heading towards Captain Saga.”
"The leader. Looks like Matsui Yoshiyuki?! No, it may be Matsui, but not Yoshiyuki."
"Director, the blood cloud has begun to spread, following the group of ghost soldiers spreading outward!"
As the first batch of ghost soldiers were dispatched, news from the headquarters of Blackwood continued to spread.
"Saga, prepare to engage the enemy."
"Understood, Saga has been waiting for a long time."
The first line of defense.
Saga Jun also slowly put away his pen and finished drawing another talisman.
He looked at the long knife stuck beside him, burning with little white flames.
This is the sword that the bronze statue of Omura threw out with all his strength, and it landed next to Saga with great accuracy not long ago.
“The elders give it to me, but I dare not refuse it.”
When you stick each talisman on the blade, the white flame is magical. It seems to only cause additional damage to evil objects, but nothing will happen to ordinary objects.
"Saga, remember your mission, which is just to test out the opponent's strength." Noguchi's voice came from the earphones.
"I understand, Director."
Saga looked up, the sound of horse hooves was coming, the horse was approaching.
"Stop those ghost soldiers and leave Matsui to me."
He told his team members.
“Yes!”
The team members are ready.
The sharp edge of the white flame knife was wiped on the palm of the hand, and the blood soaked the talisman paper. In an instant, it burned dozens of times with the momentum of fireworks.
“What a knife!” Saga exclaimed in admiration, squatted deeply and ejected!
In mid-air, it was the horseman Matsui who jumped into the air in advance.
“How brave!”
Matsui yelled with an evil smile on his face, and clamped his legs around the horse. After the black flame horse roared, its body instantly expanded, and its fangs were covered. The armor, shaped like a rhinoceros, hit Saga like a black star falling to the ground.
In the blink of an eye, the black and white fireworks crashed to the ground, stirring up countless smoke, dust and gravel.
The team members had no time to care about the captain's life or death. On the street, the ghost soldiers were already attacking the defense line.
As soon as they met, they discovered that ordinary firearms had very limited damage to these ghost soldiers, but the explosives planted in advance played a lot of role.
The roar of the explosion echoed continuously, and buildings were turned into ruins.
Who would have imagined that such a scene would happen in Tokyo.
The essence of a country has no choice but to become the location of the decisive battle today. Every time the explosives go off, countless banknotes are burning.
“The explosion has a certain killing effect, but other damage needs to keep up, otherwise these ghost soldiers can actually merge with each other and turn into new ghost soldiers.”
"Incendiary bombs are also effective. Fire can hinder the movement of ghost soldiers."
"Bullets, don't be hit by the ghost soldiers' bullets. Someone's entire arm has already turned black! This may be a kind of erosion. . ”
At the headquarters, various information is continuously collected and then transmitted to other on-site commanders to allow them to prepare in advance.
"It is so ironic that the enemy is the heroic spirit of the country that the people used to worship and pray for blessings."
In the eastern war zone, Hirosue Ryōmiya's tone seemed to be self-deprecating, but the expression on her face remained the same. But there was a faint smile and no trace of sadness.
Nakai Hayabusa stood up silently, followed by Nakamura Hiroshi (Electromagnetic Disorder) and Watanabe Kota (Storm). "We can't let these ghosts get close to the Huajin Hotel. Once we disturb the Holy Infant, we will never be able to atone for our sins. Guangmo, I leave this place to you. Stop those fish that slip through the net. I will find the leader of these ghosts and behead them." . ”
This is exactly the style of Nakaju Hayabusa.
Hirosue Yoshimiya calculated it in his mind and was pretty sure: "President, go ahead and leave this place to me. No ghosts will be allowed to enter the hotel."
Nakai Falcon didn't say much, nodded, and led the two of them to the place where the blood cloud surged.
"I don't know who is better than this ghost or the black light angel." Hirosue looked at the blood cloud that was gradually spreading, and he still had time to compare his combat prowess.
"Sister Hirosue, Xiao Ju seems to be very scared." Xiao Tao raised the slightly trembling General Ju.
"Meow!"
As soon as he heard Xiao Tao say that he was scared, General Orange immediately cheered up and tried his best to pretend to be relaxed.
"It is normal for animals to be afraid of this kind of celestial phenomenon. Isn't Xiao Tao afraid?" Hirosue was not interested in cats. Instead, Xiao Tao's behavior was no different from usual that made her curious.
"The voice of nature told me that they hate these guys! The friends I made before will definitely come to help us!" Xiaotao's face was full of seriousness.
Friends I made before?
Hirosue knew that Xiao Tao often went out to play with her animal friends, but she was not sure how many animal friends there were because she only arranged for people to follow them for a while.
"Can you tell me how many friends Xiaotao has now?" Guangmo rubbed Xiaotao's head and asked gently.
Xiaotao lowered his head and counted: "Twenty, thirty-fifty"
The first line of defense.
The Moon Awakener was hit by multiple bullets from the ghost soldiers. Half of his body was turned black, his eyes were red, his breathing was heavy, and he looked like he was grinding his teeth.
"Sato! Wake up! Don't be controlled!" His teammates not far away noticed his abnormality and shouted.
It’s just that he seems to be losing control.
“Why should you be on the front line while others can hide behind.”
"Obviously these people are our former heroes."
"The credit for the achievements belongs to Saga, what does it have to do with you."
"As an extraordinary person, you can only be worthy of this if you indulge in wantonness. The ability given by God! Rules are reserved for the weak! The existence of the strong is the rule!"
The voice deep in his heart kept questioning him.
Until he was about to be completely overwhelmed by madness.
The talisman that had been affixed to his chest in advance spontaneously ignited without fire. A strong stinging pain brought him back to his senses instantly. For a moment, the black flames eroding his body seemed to emit a scream, which was much reduced.
"Ho ho. Fortunately, the captain was prepared in advance. However, with the number of these ghost soldiers and such insidious methods, the first line of defense can no longer bear it."
He was worried. He looked towards the direction where Saga was hit before, where he could only faintly feel the waves coming out.
Without the order from Saga, the on-site commander, they cannot retreat directly unless the commander-in-chief takes over directly.
“Death!”
Not far away, among the ruins caused by the smashing of Saga and his war horse, Saga held a white flame giant sword and struck it down hard.
A scream and a black wave exploded and spread.
"Haha, how many more times can you use such a move?" Matsui Yoshiyuki did not look distressed at all. He floated in the air and quietly watched Saga tear apart the black horse's body.
Saga didn't say a word and looked bad.
“Everyone, pull towards the original target point.”
"Yes!"
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. They had tried their best, but they were just a strengthened team. They could last for ten minutes and test out some of the opponent's strength, which was already very good.
“Want to leave? Have you asked me?”
Matsui raised his black knife high and gave the order to charge.
“Long live! Long live!”
Most of the ghost soldiers who were still hiding in the bunker fighting the Moon Starters just now raised their bayonets, forming a dark crowd, shouting and charging the Moon Starters.
"Why do I need your consent."
Saga touched the ground with his palm. In an instant, a large number of talismans arranged in advance exploded one after another, full of energy to restrain evil thoughts, and a large number of ghost troops were It exploded into pieces and dissipated without even a single remnant left.
After the explosion, the smoke also formed a temporary white barrier, which resisted the impact of the remaining ghost army, and even the spreading blood cloud was blocked.
At this time, Saga's team was already retreating towards the north in an orderly manner.
Saga at the rear glanced at Matsui who was blocked outside the barrier, stretched out his white flame sword, pointed at him, and then turned around and evacuated.
“What an interesting descendant.”
Matsui smiled instead of getting angry, raised the black knife, and lightly scratched the white barrier.
Feng!
The barrier was shattered in an instant, and a steady stream of ghost troops came from the rear. The ghost troops that had just been lost were replenished in a short time, and the number was still increasing.
"You are so happy after being blocked, Matsui, as a striker, you don't have to worry about it, so don't make Lord Tojo unhappy."
Behind me, two black figures flew towards me, one of them was sinister. Said sympathetically.
"Doihara, shut your mouth." Another dark figure said.
"Sorry, Mr. Hirota, I have always been outspoken and honest." Doihara chuckled.
For those who know him, this sentence is simply a big joke.
"I underestimated the enemy, and I will naturally apologize to Lord Tojo afterwards, but now, let us appreciate these juniors who are struggling to death." Matsui glanced at Doihara lightly, and did not seem to care too much, leading the ghost army Following the direction of Team Saga.
The ghost army was like a black flood, flooding the streets extending in all directions. The explosives that had been arranged to explode one after another seemed to have only a slight delaying effect.
Tokyo Bay.
Self-Defense Forces Commander-in-Chief Ship.
Abe Koichi watched the scenes from the front line in silence.
Centered on the Tokyo Spiritualist Club.
Under the cover of the blood cloud, a large number of ghost troops spread in a circular shape like cancer.
To the north, the first line of defense has been broken through.
To the east, the march has just begun.
To the south, the Imperial Palace has been completely occupied.
To the east, Nakai Hayabusa took the initiative to attack with two people, and actually suppressed the ghost army and fought. Is this the strength of the Holy Infant Club? So scary.
"Prime Minister. The enemy is about to reach the defense line. Do you allow fire strikes?"
Yoshida Hide, the nominal deputy commander and the actual commander-in-chief, walked up to Abe and bowed to suggest road.
Abe hesitated for a few seconds, and finally sighed and gave the order.
"The whole army, covered with artillery fire, target. Tokyo."
(End of this chapter)