The snow in the morning covered the ground. A cold wind blew across the world, causing everything to wither and die. The forest was silent.
At this moment, Yang Hao's pitch-black figure appeared in a forest in the purest world of snow. His face was hidden under a sweater. No one could see his face. Then, he strolled through the mountain path and soon disappeared in front of him, leaving only a series of footprints, proving that someone had passed by here just now.
Speaking of which, ever since he became a zombie, he seemed to dislike going to places with many people more and more. Especially when he saw the poverty in this era, the tragic destruction of the country and the destruction of the family, it made him very sad and melancholic.
He didn't have the talent to govern the world, nor did he have the ability to save the country and the people. In the depths of hell, he could only kill more Japanese devils so that the war would end earlier and the Han people would die less. This would allow the country to rise faster.
Therefore, he was a lone wolf in the world. He walked on the path of death, harvesting countless lives and leaving behind mysterious legends.
In the legends.
Some said he was the King of Hell, some said he was the God of Spear, and some even said he was a peerless sword immortal. However, whether it was the National Government, Japan, or the numerous forces in China, everyone secretly called him the Grim Reaper.
Because he was too powerful, he often massacred tens of thousands of Japanese soldiers and tens of thousands of puppet soldiers. What was even more terrifying was that after he killed them, he made the corpses disappear. Everything was filled with strangeness and horror. Even if the old generals knew that he was from China, they were still very afraid.
It could only be said that all those in power, whether they were old generals or others, would feel fear as long as this person was beyond their control. This was very normal.
However, the old general was wary and hostile because he was now the president of the country. As for the other person, he could not be bothered with people like Yang Hao for the time being. He would be dealt with coldly and would not publicize it.
"Peng peng peng…"
" Swish…Swish…" Snow was falling heavily in November, and the ground was covered in silver frost. At this moment, outside Fengyang City, Yang Hao was alone with a silver machine gun in his hand. His figure flashed past like a ghost and appeared on the city wall in the blink of an eye. The bullets fired by the machine gun not only had shocking firepower, but they also strangely drew curves. They could turn and were very terrifying.
At the same time, when the bullets hit the Japanese soldiers, their bodies would turn into a green light and disintegrate, causing them to scream in pain and turn into ashes. Dozens, hundreds of people died, harvesting a large number of lives.
The bronze bullet was used to sacrifice an ordinary person. The entire sacrifice process took about three seconds, and it passed in the blink of an eye. Moreover, the light was very dim, and in the heavy snow, one would think that it was an illusion if one did not look carefully.
As for the silver machine gun?
It turned out that two months ago, Yang Hao had killed a few evil ghosts that harmed people. In the end, he used 1,500 points of Silver Power to exchange for a magical weapon from Little Seven. It was his exclusive weapon, the Silver Blade.
It could transform into a pistol, a machine gun, a classical spear, a long sword, a whip, an iron chain, and so on. At the same time, this weapon, its bullets, or light. The bad people who were hit by it were those who had committed deep sins.
Especially the Japanese and traitors, they would be sacrificed on the spot.
Of course, each bullet consumed a trace of Bronze Power, so when the bullet was used to sacrifice the Japanese soldiers, the light was very dim. However, the cost of this was very small. Yang Hao could still afford it, but the income was much more considerable.
For example, if a Bronze Sacrificial Bullet consumed one Bronze Power, then the energy gained from sacrificing a Japanese soldier would be five. Therefore, compared to killing them one by one, Yang Hao felt that it was much more refreshing to use a machine gun. After all, killing a large number of people with a sweep was really too satisfying.
In short, as long as he still had the Bronze Sacrificial Power, the bullets were unlimited.
This was also the reason why he dared to charge into Fengyang City alone. After all, he alone was more powerful than an entire division. A few hundred years ago, Fengyang was the Central Capital of the Great Ming Dynasty, so the importance of this place could be imagined.
The Japanese army inside was very tightly guarded and had a lot of troops. As an important stronghold to control the Anhui Province, there were 50,000 Japanese soldiers and even more puppet soldiers. They not only had cannons, but also poison gas bombs, tanks, and so on.
Of course, the reason why there was such a powerful Japanese army stationed in the Anhui Province was because Nanjing was across the river. Now, that was where the puppet government of Wang was located. That was why the Japanese forces around them were so powerful.
Yes, the powerful part. In the current China, there were millions of Japanese troops and millions of puppet troops. This was just a drop in the ocean.
This time, Yang Hao slaughtered the Japanese army in Fengyang. Other than disrupting the enemy's deployment in South China, his real goal was to go against the Wang puppet government. Naturally, in the Anti-Japanese War, there was nothing wrong with killing the Japanese.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh…"
" Ahhhh…" Fengyang City was in chaos. People were running around on the streets. Their terrified screams swept across the sky. However, the bullets and shells of the Japanese army were stronger and suppressed the screams of the people. At this moment, there seemed to be two legions in the city. Tens of thousands of people were fighting, and the commotion was very vast.
However, the truth was that there were only tens of thousands of Japanese soldiers and a lot of puppet soldiers surrounding one person. Therefore, at this time, Yang Hao, who hid his face under his sweater, fired hundreds of bullets every time he passed.
The most terrifying thing was that these bullets seemed to have a mind of their own. They would make strange turns. No matter how perfectly the Japanese soldiers dodged, the bullets would come from all directions, drawing an incredible curve before finally entering their bodies. Immediately, they wiped out a large number of Japanese and puppet soldiers. What was even more strange was that the Japanese who were hit by the green bullets let out a series of miserable cries in a faint green light before finally disappearing.
It could be said that no one could be seen alive or dead. This was very terrifying.
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